Chapter 573 573. One pound and postage
“Mushrooms?”
Song Tan thought for a while: "Shiitake mushrooms?"
“No.” Professor Song laughed: “There are too many mushroom growers, and the price is very difficult—” He wanted to say it was difficult, but when he thought about forty pounds of fish, there was nothing much to say.
At this moment, I can only nod again: "Yes, shiitake mushrooms, leave some more mushroom sticks in the forest. The climate conditions in spring, summer and autumn do not need to be managed at all, they are just out-and-out forest mushrooms."
“Of course the yield is not as good as that of large-scale cultivation, but it can be stored and transported even when dried.”
Yan Ran has already turned on her mobile phone: "The yield per mu of Caoguo can be almost 200 kilograms of dried fruits. I checked and found that a marinade package only uses about 5 grams. 200 kilograms... hiss! Twenty thousand marinade packages! "
One acre of land is enough to sell for one year, right?
What kind of fruit trees can be planted on only one acre of land? Do you rely entirely on your own food?
The seventh cousin was thoughtful and did not forget to tell him: "Tantan, ginger, use more ginger! The marinade bag is indispensable, and I can also make it with dried **** tea later!"
with a small patch of land as big as a palm, we have planted some at home this year. We haven't dug out the **** yet, but we will definitely not be able to eat it for long.
This thing is like garlic and shallots, you can never lack it.
Seventh cousin is very interested in anything that can cook:
“If you can’t sell it, ask Dr. Guo. Those who practice traditional Chinese medicine also need dried **** slices! There is also fresh ginger, and the price is not low.”
He is opening up new ideas, and now he has one idea after another for making money! Hearing Song Tan's scream, he felt elated, and then suddenly felt depressed:
“There is still a shortage of people…”
Zhang Yanping also turned on her mobile phone and made some calculations: "Twenty thousand copies? That should be able to be sold for three months? How many will be planted? I will first sell a tea egg marinade package to see the market."
As he said it, he thought again: "Ah, I forgot to say hello to the people introduced by Professor Song. Calculate the price and send me a few more kilograms at a time..."
Speaking, he hurriedly called again.
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Nancheng.
Wu Jun was riding his old motorcycle back. His wife, who had a huge belly, was cooking. Seeing that he was sweating profusely, she couldn't help but sigh and feel helpless:
“Don’t go out tomorrow, you will suffer in this hot weather.”
Wu Jun was helpless: "What if we don't go out? When we eat barbecued lobster in the summer, we use the spices the fastest. We still have so many peppercorns grown at home, so we have to sell them! Otherwise, there will be new peppercorns in autumn."
I have no choice but, why don’t you guys choose what you eat these days?
He went to the seed fair to cultivate a new product jointly organized by the Academy of Agricultural Sciences. He knew the pepper was good as soon as he tasted it. After consultation, he found that his own plant was also suitable. He hesitated all night, and applied for planting guidance the next day!
After a year of hard work, the whole family’s fortune was ruined, but in the end, there was no market for such a good thing!
Oh, that’s not bad at all. There was an old hot pot restaurant, and he went door-to-door to sell it. After the boss tasted it himself, he recognized his peppercorns.
The problem is, the reason why the old brand is old is because it does not chain or franchise, it only has one store in total! Even if customers come in like clouds every day, the reception capacity is limited.
Zanthoxylum bungeanum. The yield of dried Zanthoxylum bungeanum can reach 300 kilograms per mu. He is so attentive in serving it. His family has ten acres of land and the yield is over 3,000 kilograms! But I never expected that because of the high price, many people would not try it when it was being promoted!
Later, an acquaintance of the barbecue restaurant owner told him:
"Your Sichuan peppercorns are really tasty! They are very good! But they are a bit expensive...Look at the Sichuan peppercorns I buy in the market, which cost 18 per pound. Our barbecue is very conscientious, and they are all good ingredients. The quality is very good. Right?"
“But your family’s one costs 30... Look, it’s not that expensive! Our barbecue also costs money!”
There is another point, but he only figured it out when he was chatting with the owner of the hot pot restaurant.
The owner of the hot pot restaurant praised his peppercorns for their rich flavor, so when he paired them with hot pot, he had to readjust the proportions so that the taste would be better...
But business is good, which means that the taste has been accepted, recognized or even used to it, so there is no need to adjust again!
As for the barbecue restaurants that are not doing well...when the business is not doing well, they are even less willing to spend money. Instead, they will choose cheaper barbecue ingredients more and more.
Wu Jun also felt numb after coming and going.
Just... He thought about sales before planting, and even inspected the market, but he never expected that this was the reason!
At this moment, he has secretly made up his mind: "I plan to go to the mountain city tomorrow. People there know how to eat spicy food and hot pot. I will go to the local area to promote it!"
Don't be anxious, don't be anxious...Wu Jun slowly calmed down, but didn't hear his wife speak.
When he looked over again, he saw that his wife was also hesitant: "My due date is only half a month away, and you are going out... There is no one at home, and my parents are not here. I am a little worried."
On one side is the pepper inventory that needs to be cleaned up, and on the other side is my wife.
Maternity, confinement, taking care of children…
Wu Jun suddenly broke into a hot sweat.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, at worst, I won't go until you are out of confinement. It happens that the fields are busy lately."
The wife hesitated for a moment—if everything goes well, it will be September or October after confinement, but this year the pepper picking period is at the end of August!
This is why Wu Jun is so anxious now—he still has a thousand kilograms in stock!
The couple had a supper which they didn’t know what to eat.
As usual, I went out for a walk. As I walked, my daughter-in-law became distracted when she looked at the pond, and then she shed two lines of tears:
"I really want to eat crayfish...Wu Jun, if you can't sell the pepper, stop farming and sell crayfish! The crayfish you made was so delicious...I really want to eat it..."
Wu Jun:…
His father is a crayfish seller. In the summer, from noon to evening, customers come in like clouds every day and night. Wu Jun has been working there for a few years after graduation. He makes a lot of money and is as tough as a dog.
During the blind date, his wife asked him if his age on the ID card had been changed to seven or eight years younger...
Wu Jun smelled the faint smell of barbecue when he went home to take a shower. At that time, he made up his mind to change his career!
No, my parents sell barbecue lobsters in the city, but they can’t make enough money today.
He was growing peppercorns in the ground, so he had some free time, but he spent all the money he earned from selling barbecues, and he had a quarrel with his family that has yet to be reconciled...
At this moment, he was speechless.
At this moment, the phone rang. It was Professor Song whom I met at the exchange meeting.
Hang up the phone, he sighed—Professor Song was kind-hearted. Although he was just a layman asking a few questions at the time, he still left his phone number and said if he had any questions, just ask...
Now that I have nearly two years of planting experience, I didn’t expect Professor Song to still remember this matter...
No, I just called and asked if there were any samples to send to me. He even transferred the money...
Wu Jun turned on his phone and looked at it, dumbfounded:
Transfer 50, the note is [one pound and postage].
Hey! It's daytime again. In fact, my sleep quality has not been very good recently, and I have been dreaming a lot... I just got discharged from the hospital, and my sense of smell has not recovered yet. The monthly weak period is here again...
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Let’s sacrifice another sister to add to the fun today!
Er Qian's "The Little Cook of the Imperial College", as the name suggests, is a cook who prepares meals and writes books.
This name is so appropriate, it reminds me that after Song Tan decided on the name, the editor said something like the Yongzheng Dynasty would never be of interest to readers...
What if, at my level—Song Tan’s story of returning to his hometown to farm?
(End of this chapter)