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403. Worker, work soul

One thing to say is that Song Tan is still not very competent as a businessman.

Others sell tea, especially Maojian. Seeing so many people coming, let alone anything else, first use a washed crystal clear glass to make a soup of each type of their own tea and display it.

Bar shape, color, taste, aroma...

If there are few people, just drink it directly. If there are many people, just divide it into several small teacups and try them one by one... Go to the surrounding tea shops and you will see that they basically do this!

However, when Song Tan was here, everyone had a disposable paper cup with a few pieces of old yellow leaves in the cup. When everyone started waiting for tea in twos and threes, she felt so sad that she brewed a cup of serious Maojian.

The most outrageous thing is that a group of old classmates still think that Song Tan has spent money again!

In other words, the marketing is not over yet, the brainwashing has been successful.

In the end, more than 20 people sold 11 kilograms of tea. As expected, several of the big customers who bought tea by kilogram were middle-aged uncles and aunts!

And Wu Qianqian...poor Qianqian is now impoverished. No matter how fragrant the tea is, she can't afford a big fortune!

Then Song Tan took advantage of the situation and ignored him.

Song Tan did the math—oh, today’s sales will be 200,000!

She breathed a sigh of relief and decided to sell some green pepper beef sauce tonight to make up the money!

Upstairs, Qiao Qiao was looking at Wu Lei with one look, two looks, three looks...

"What are you looking at?" Wu Lei said dullly.

Now that everyone was satiated, Xin Jun and Zhang Yanping gathered together to watch the sales of the online store, and by the way, they reorganized the tea promotion words according to Song Tan's request.

Wu Lei, who was tired, was worried about lunch and was lying on the sofa with cakes in a depressed mood.

But...Qiaoqiao kept looking at him.

Qiao Qiao hesitated for a moment and then said: "Brother Leilei, if you lie on the sofa without taking a shower or changing clothes when you come back, then this month you have to remove the outer layer of the sofa and clean it."

Wu Lei:!!!

He was stunned as if he had been punched. At this moment, he jumped up and saw some traces of rice fields on the cream gray sofa——

There was even a grain of grain in it!

At this moment, he was actually at a loss for words.

What should I say?

Before he came here, his biggest pain was because his parents did not support buying a house. He was determined to give Lili a better life!

When he was a child, he lived in his sister-in-law's house - he ate, slept, and played without having to do any work.

Now that he is older, he needs to help with whatever he can, and Wu Lei is mentally prepared.

But he never expected that this group of people... seemed to be serious!

As soon as you enter the door, you will be asked to cut rice, you will have two meals for lunch, and you will consider washing the sofa when you lie on it...

He is not here to be a relative at all!

He is just a worker!!

The damage caused by this knowledge was obviously more terrible than washing the sofa cover. Wu Lei lost all his strength in an instant and sat back on the sofa.

Then he looked at Qiaoqiao: "Didn't you cut rice in the morning? Aren't you tired?"

Not only is she not tired! Qiao Qiao's cheeks are extremely white, but there are two blushes on her cheeks caused by the sun, which have not gone away now.

But his eyes were sparkling and seemed to contain infinite energy.

Qiao Qiao thought for a while and then started to break her fingers: "But I also have to work - I have to feed pigs and chickens, I have to feed Wang Dabao Dabai and the others, I have to help cook, and I have to pick vegetables in the vegetable garden.

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"But today there is Brother Leilei, and all these jobs are done by mom, dad, grandparents. Qiao Qiao only has to cut rice and live broadcast, which is already very easy!"

After he finished speaking, he opened his arms: "Brother Leilei, you must work hard and make money! Although there is pressure, Qiaoqiao is also under pressure! The future of Sister King and the others rests on my shoulders!"

"If I don't earn more, they won't have enough to eat!"

Wu Lei:......

Just when Xin Jun opened the door and came out, he was helpless when he heard this - it's okay to say this occasionally, but you can't always think this way.

"Qiao Qiao." Xin Jun called him: "Come on, let's learn how to calculate wages, and how to use your wages to feed a few treasures, okay?"

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OK OK OK!!!

Qiao Qiao nodded like a fool, and soon, under Xin Jun's guidance, he fumbled around to check the unit prices of dog food and various meats...

Wu Lei, a scumbag:......

Forget it, destroy it, there is no future for working as a worker.

Wuwuwu Lili, now, only you (and the house) are my spiritual support!

A year later, he will be reborn, and with the down payment from his father, he will buy the most cost-effective real estate in Ningcheng!

When the time comes, the two of them will repay the loan together, regardless of each other...how romantic!



With all the fussing upstairs and downstairs, the lunch break was quickly delayed.

The students were full of energy and their stomachs were no longer full. Thinking about the money they just spent, their movements when holding their mobile phones were a little shaky.

The two aunts still have a stable mentality - just kidding, they bought some kind of graphene far-infrared micro-current massage bed from others, a mattress costs 17,000!

Song Tan was passing by and overheard the chat!...

Good guy, she's still being conservative, isn't she?!

In this case--

"Has everyone rested? If you can, then go to the fields. There will be shade from the big trees next to it after three o'clock in the afternoon."

"Okay, okay!" The students laughed and said, "Are you still cutting the rice? I can't cut it anymore."

Song Tan also laughed: "Oh, are you harvesting rice? You are obviously making trouble... Don't worry, we agreed that I will cook new rice for you to try in the evening, and you have to go and thresh it."

The students thought of the rice that was staggering in the field, and then thought of how it was neatly arranged in a row when the rice was cut, and they couldn't help but blush again at this moment...

"Ahem!" At the critical moment, the squad leader's shamelessness came to the rescue: "How can it be causing trouble? It's obvious that we are here to collect news."

"Okay! Leaders of the harvesting industry, hurry up and go to the fields and send all the rice to the threshing machine on the side!"

This threshing machine must be quite old.

For so many years, no one in the village has farmed. Fortunately, Song Youde had a good memory and knew the homes of the people in the village...

Now I asked several companies and they borrowed it. I asked an old classmate to take a look and it turned out that I had learned a lot.

The squad leader was eager to throw the rice in, but Song Tan stopped him with one hand:

"Don't worry. The rice has to be dried before it can be shelled. If you keep trying like this, you really won't be able to eat it tonight."

The squad leader stopped instantly.

After a while, he returned to his old ways, curious baby:

"That's not right. You said the rice needs to be dried in the sun before it can be shelled. How about half a day in the sun? Can we eat it at night?"

Song Tan has thought of this problem a long time ago!

"Don't worry. Later, everyone will take this piece of plastic sheet and spread it on the field ridge. Then each person will choose a bundle of rice and shake it on the plastic sheet."

"I know, I know!" Someone responded: "After shaking, you still have to hammer it to make the rice fall off as soon as possible, right?"

In principle, there's nothing wrong with it...


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