Chapter 476 476. Add a cover to the back mountain
This summer is extremely hot. It’s just the first day of Xiaoshu and the temperature has already soared to 39 degrees.
Vegetable seller Lao Zhao drove to Song Tan's house. After Xilihulu drank two bowls of white fungus soup in the yard, he wiped his sweat hard:
“This temperature is too high!”
Wu Lei, who was busy moving watermelons from the back mountain to the car, looked at him sadly -
The source of his daily labor pain is the thick-browed and big-eyed Lao Zhao in front of him!
Damn it! Either I go to the vegetable garden early in the morning to pick vegetables, or I pick watermelons under the sun in the afternoon...
I have only been working at Song Tan’s house for half a month now, and I am completely tanned. When I look in the mirror, I can only show off my white teeth (the cavities cannot be seen inside)...
Even because she is getting darker and darker, Lili... Lili has refused to accept videos recently!
Wulei felt extremely uncomfortable.
But he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, feeling a tragic feeling of fighting for love in his heart——
Lili, wait for me! When I pay for our future down payment, we will never be separated again!
Zhang Yanping, on the other hand, looked at his back and sighed with both superiority and regret:
"Fortunately, I have a smarter mind... You said he works very hard here. But with this skill, he can find the same job anywhere, and his monthly salary will be at least two or three times what you get here, right? "
“After two years of working, let’s not talk about earning a down payment. At least it’s not a problem to save one or two hundred thousand for the family...Why is he—”
“Who knows?”
Song Tan also glanced at the back of Wu Lei, who was becoming more and more majestic:
“Maybe he still loves home at heart.”
Zhang Yanping: ...I'm afraid you want to say that he is stupid.
At this moment, I heard Lao Zhao sigh again: "The weather is so hot this year, you will definitely be able to sell watermelons for a long time! Why didn't you plant more watermelons in the first place?"
Isn’t this much?
Song Tan couldn't help but be speechless - at that time, if she hadn't rented the land and ran out of money, she could have divided the watermelon field into dozens of pieces and planted a little of each kind she wanted to eat.
Lao Zhao is now an important partner, and his treatment has been upgraded. She poured him a cup of old tea leaves. At this moment, the tea was in front of him, but he was still embarrassed:
"If it were an ordinary watermelon, I would definitely not say this, but your melons are so delicious - ugh! You don't know, we don't sell them to other places, but now there are people driving their cars to my place every afternoon. purchase."
“Melons cost 100 yuan each, and they start from 100...people come to buy them on behalf of others!”
But there is no other way. He is also fighting a protracted war here, and there are not many watermelons every day. If he gives out a hundred watermelons, his old customers will no longer be able to entertain them, so he has to give up.
Song Tan doesn’t care whether it’s a purchasing agent, a wholesaler, or a second-rate dealer...
After all, she only has so many watermelons. Even if a wholesaler comes to her door, she won't be able to give her a large quantity at one time.
Because there is no production, she has not yet worried about finding wholesalers.
When word of mouth gets fermented this year, you don’t have to worry about it next year, people will find it on their own.
Lao Zhao has been running a stall in the vegetable market for many years, and now he is quite experienced in business. At this moment, he is chattering:
“I’m telling you, Taolin is actually not suitable for growing watermelons. No matter how much space there is, it still needs to block the sun—watermelons can’t be interplanted!”
“Next year, you might as well plant soybeans and find a hill for watermelons—didn’t you have a hill?”
If the place is big, it can definitely be planned like this.
Song Tan responded: "Don't worry."
Old Zhao became excited:
“How many are there in the first batch?”
“1,000 pieces. In the suburban logistics center, I will bring them back tomorrow.”
Lao Zhao waved his hand: "What are you pulling? Isn't the logistics center just out of the city? There are people on duty there 24 hours a day. I will bring it to you when I pull the vegetables tomorrow." "The one who is driving is My nephew, it will be fine if you arrange for him to do some work - if you are willing, give him a watermelon!"
“Okay!”
Song Tan was very generous when it came to moving and lifting: "Two of them will be given to you!"
Lao Zhao suddenly smiled and narrowed his eyes: "Okay! Don't worry! I'll get it done for you!"
Then he looked at her expectantly: "Now that your cardboard boxes are back, when will the peaches on the mountain be sold?"
Song Tan thought for a while: "Tomorrow, we will arrange picking as soon as the packing boxes arrive here tomorrow morning, and bring the goods to the live broadcast room. Do you want them there? For convenience, this batch is sold by the box."
“How did you sell it? What price?”
Lao Zhao instantly became energetic.
Song Tan: "...I haven't decided on the price yet. You can taste it first tonight."
At first we planned to order 40 per catty, but everyone thought it was a bit expensive. After all, the big peaches on the mountain were half a catty each. But that day I picked a few and took them home to try...
How are you?
Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun both agreed.
No, I'm thinking about trying the most ripe peaches again, and finally set a price.
“You are really...” There’s no rush at all!
We will start picking tomorrow, and we will only start bringing in the goods tomorrow. We haven’t even decided on the price yet... Lao Zhao couldn’t help but be speechless.
Now he sat in the air-conditioned room for a while and drank two bowls of iced white fungus soup. He felt completely dry. Seeing the sun setting, he simply slapped his **** and said, "I'll go to the mountains to have a look."
Song Tan thought for a while and followed with a basket: "Okay, let's pick some and taste them first, and I'll bring you some later."
This moved Lao Zhao—
“You are so generous now!”
That said... aren't there 6,000 fruit boxes in the future? Having someone to guide her along the way saved her from having to make a special trip to the city!
But there is no need to say this in such detail.
After climbing up the back mountain, Lao Zhao opened his mouth and looked at the rope net set up high above the orchard. He couldn't help but be speechless at this moment:
“It’s like building a house, aren’t you too defensive?”
Song Tan also sighed: "You think I'm thinking! Before the fruit is ripe, the birds come to eat it every day, and they can't be driven away..."
After all, there are 20 acres of land. Even if the king breaks his leg while running in the mountains, he cannot fully protect the 20 acres of land. He simply sets up a layer of netting, which is regarded as a 360-degree hollow cover, and is closely guarded.
Make the mesh as fine as possible to keep birds of all sizes out.
Lao Zhao looked at it for a while, and then looked at the groups of particularly bold birds standing on the net outside. He couldn't help but wonder: "Isn't there that kind of particularly thin wire mesh now? It seems to be lighter than this one." , your rope seems a bit thick... why don’t you use that one?”
Song Tan sighed:
"People from the Forestry Bureau said that many of those nets have bird-sticking properties. If you don't pay attention, it is easy to catch the bird's talons and prevent them from flying... If the nets are hung with national first and second national standards, I will There’s still something to be done.”
"So, just in case, I still use this thick line, and I should add a cover to the back mountain."
The best-tasting hawkbill peaches are not the super-large ones, but the ones that weigh about four taels each. Crisp and sweet, the taste of peaches from childhood.
I really love it!
(End of this chapter)