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. He drank two bowls of white fungus soup in the yard and then wiped his sweat:
"The 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 was 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 are not visible inside)...
Even because she is getting darker and darker, Lili... Lili has refused to accept videos recently!
Wu Lei 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! Wait until I make the down payment for our future, and we will never be separated again!
Zhang Yanping, on the other hand, looked at his back and sighed with superiority and regret:
"Fortunately, I need to be smarter... You said he works very hard here. But if he has this kind of skill, he can find the same job anywhere, and his monthly salary will be at least two or three times what you get here.
?”
"If you work for two years, let's not talk about earning a down payment. 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 his family at heart."
Zhang Yanping:...I'm afraid you want to say that he is stupid.
But 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 that much?
Song Tan couldn't help but be speechless - at that time, if she hadn't bought 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 Youyou 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 around my place every afternoon.
Come and buy.”
"Melons costing 100 yuan each, you can ask for them starting from 100... people come to buy them from Daidai!"
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 these 100, 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, and 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 volume, she hasn't worried about finding wholesalers yet.
Once this year has passed and word of mouth has fermented, 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 kept talking:
"Let me tell you, Taolin is actually not suitable for growing watermelons. No matter how much space there is, it still blocks the sun - watermelons cannot be interplanted!"
"Next year, you might as well plant soybeans, and find a hill for watermelons - didn't you guarantee a hill?"
If the place is big, it can definitely be planned like this.
Song Tan responded: "Don't worry."
She turned around and received another call from logistics - her fruit box had arrived.
Lao Zhao became excited:
"How many are there in the first batch?"
"1,000. It's in the suburban logistics center. I'll bring it back tomorrow."
Old 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 food tomorrow."
"The driver is my nephew. It's okay to 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 for free!"
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 packaging 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 to sell it? What price?"
Lao Zhao instantly became energetic.
Song Tan: "...I haven't decided on the price yet. You can try it first tonight."
At first we planned to order 40 per catty, but everyone thought it was a bit expensive. After all, each of the big peaches on the mountain weighed half a catty. But that day, I picked a few and took them home to try...
Okay!
Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun both disagreed.
No, I'm thinking about trying the most ripe peaches again, and finally set a price.
"You are really..." There is no rush at all!
We will start picking tomorrow, and we will only start bringing the goods tomorrow. We haven’t decided on the price yet...Old Zhao couldn’t help but be speechless.
Now he sat in the air-conditioned room for a while, drank two bowls of iced white fungus soup, and felt dry all over. Seeing the sun setting, he simply slapped his butt: "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 more fruit boxes in the future? Someone will take them along the way, which saves 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. Are you too defensive?"
Song Tan also sighed: "You think I'm thinking this! Even before the fruit is ripe, the birds come to eat it every day, and they can't be driven away..."
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After all, with 20 acres of land, the king could not fully protect it even if he broke his leg running in the mountains, so he simply set up a layer of netting, which is regarded as a 360-degree hollow cover, and is closely guarded.
The mesh should be as fine as possible to keep birds of all sizes out.
Old 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 and heavy...why not 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 claws and prevent them from flying... If the nets are hung with national first and second national standards, I will
This will require trouble."
"So, just in case, I'd better use this thick wire to cover the back mountain."