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43. Whats so good about this dish?

It gets brighter and earlier, and the temperature gradually rises.

The peach and cherry trees at the door have also begun to bloom. The village is covered with light green vegetation, and the morning mist is lingering, which is particularly beautiful.

Song Tan cut the video and sent it out last night. It has been refreshed 180 times and has not received a few views.

Her cultivation of immortality was very unprofessional, and at least she had not yet cultivated a peaceful mind. She became angry when she saw this number of views, and finally turned her grief and anger into motivation and went to the fields to pick milkvetch.

Anyway, I don’t have to worry about selling the vegetables. I go there every day and I can earn one or two thousand yuan a time.

But today she and Qiaoqiao were the only ones picking.

Grandma Wang Lifen wrapped a plastic raincloth around her waist, tied the basket to her waist, and then asked with a straw hat: "Tantan, I'm going to pick tea, do you have time to put away the vegetables?"

After thinking for a while, he added: "How about I stay? There are four people invited to pick tea on the mountain. I am the only one left."

Wu Lan quickly said: "It's okay, Mom, I'm here. You can go pick tea. There just happens to be someone here, and it saves people the trouble of working hard."

In fact, they are all from the village, and Wulan hired hard-working people. Even for the sake of face, everyone will not fish and swim.

But when Wang Lifen heard this reason, she hurried up the mountain.

Song Tan had just brought back the milkvetch he had picked. Together with Qiao Qiao, the family of three was busy packing it up. Hearing this, he also hesitated:

"It's quite hard to stand in the fields all day picking tea leaves. Why not ask my grandma to help clean them at home."

Wu Lan shook his head: "Working at home is not that easy, but if I want to give you money, your grandma will not give it up - a day or two is fine, but after a long time, your uncle will feel unhappy."

Both families pay for the pension together, so why does the old man only help his younger son with the work?

This is not to say that it is a matter of small-mindedness. Everything is concerned not with scarcity but with inequality.

Their family is harmonious now because they are particularly particular about this aspect.

"It's different to go to the mountains to pick tea. We hire people for 150 days. If your grandma goes to pick tea, she is willing to take the money."

Although I used the excuse that I was old and didn't pick much, I only agreed to get one hundred, but I finally got it.

Song Tan nodded and sighed again - this is a completely different mentality from farming when he was practicing!

There are too many emotions to take care of.

Wu Lan carefully selected the milkvetch she picked, and felt distressed after thinking about the wages:

"You said we only have a tea garden, and usually it's enough to hire one or two people. Who knew the tea leaves would grow so well this year, and you have to hire two more people... Now, including your milk, one day's labor costs 700

Yuan.”

I don’t know why this year’s tea leaves are growing really well, just like the milkvetch in the fields, with densely packed fresh bud tips. You can tell by looking at them that they must be of high quality.

But let's do some math: "The tea leaves are so lush that one person can definitely handle four kilograms of tea leaves a day. And with your grandma, it will be considered five kilograms of dry tea a day."

"The labor cost is 700, plus we also have fertilizers and other things, and we have to hire someone to fry it... If the price is less than 300 per pound, we will definitely lose money."

Wu Lan was a little worried as he calculated: "The tea in our mountains is not famous at all. Is it okay if it is sold too expensive?"

Song Tan had no choice but to promise a hundred times: "Mom, don't worry! If it doesn't work, look at our basket full of wild vegetables, which can be sold for 20,000 to 30,000 yuan in half a month."

"Who else has this ability besides me?"

My daughter is bragging again!

Wulan glared at her: "Is that your ability? It's because we can compete in our fields and grow good vegetables!"

While muttering: "We have been farming for decades, but you, who know nothing, have caught up..."

The words were both gratifying and a bit sour.

While stacking bundles of milkvetch into plastic storage baskets, I did not forget to say:

"You remember Ziyue Ying left two or three kilograms for your uncle and aunt. Last time she said to send wild vegetables, but she was so busy the next day that she didn't take care of them. Now the wild vegetables are all old."

"In total, you have been selling vegetables for several months. If you don't deliver them this time, it would be inappropriate."

Song Tan nodded: "Okay, I will definitely not forget it this time."

This time I went to the vegetable market, and there were more aunties waiting on the roadside.

Everyone even helped carry the basket, just to buy food quickly. Qiao Qiao took out the QR code and stuck it on her chest, then took the plastic bag and was ready to go!

He has been very good at counting recently, and the aunts are willing to let him come to get the food. Qiaoqiao has been in the limelight for a while, and he is very active.

"Girl, you accept reservations and deliver goods to people from other places, so why don't we accept reservations here? I'll tell you on WeChat, just come, pick up the food and leave. How simple is it."

Song Tan smiled so much that her dimples were exposed, she was sweet and sweet:

"Auntie, they pay for the postage. Each shipment costs dozens of dollars more."

"Besides, people from other places can't eat good food like ours, unlike you, auntie, who has a discerning eye and can identify it at a glance."

"Oh! You little girl is really good at talking..."

The aunts happily paid and left with a few bundles of vegetables.

In fact, it is not the reason for the postage, but the process of making reservations and collections is very cumbersome, and it is easy to make mistakes if you are not careful.

The current volume is not large, and there is only this one crop, so it is not worthwhile to develop a small program for this purpose.

Song Tan is busy at home every day, so there is no need to do this.

They are very lively here, and the people in the vegetable market are not surprised.

A girl and her stupid brother drove a pickup truck here every day to set up a stall and sell vegetables. The food they sold was very expensive, and they sold extremely fast!

People in this vegetable market have been watching for more than a day or two. Not only the nearby vendors are asking about it, but even the vegetable buyers can't help but want to join in the fun and ask:

"Sister, you buy food at this stall every day, are you doing that kind of group buying?"

"No!" the aunt said confidently.

How can she fiddle with group buying on her mobile phone? She has been buying food from the wet market her whole life:

"This girl's food is good. Let's wait in the group to see what time she will come over."

I looked at the vegetable stall behind me: "There are two baskets left? They will probably be sold out in half an hour."

Even though everyone knows what they see every day, they can’t help but be surprised when they hear this efficiency——

This is not the busiest morning market. This is in the middle of the morning, around nine or ten! Can such fresh leafy vegetables be sold at this speed at this time?

"Then what's so good about this dish? It only costs 20 yuan to buy it, so a family would have to eat 100 yuan a day."

The vegetable vendor next door couldn't help but want to ask. This way of eating is too arrogant.

There is also this eldest sister, who looks at her coldly, coming here every day and unwilling to spend a hundred and eighty yuan every time - how rich is this family?


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