Lao Zhao drove from the city to Song Tan's house early in the morning. When he got out of the car, he sighed:
"I haven't been here for a few months. You're just replacing a gun with a cannon. It's such a pleasant walk! It only takes me a little more than an hour to get here from the vegetable market!"
It was cold, and he breathed out a white breath when he spoke. At this moment, feeling the warm morning sun, he couldn't help but rub his hands and asked:
"Have you...had breakfast?"
Song Tan was helpless: "The rice is in the pot."
He said he came to see kudzu powder and he arrived at 8 o'clock. It was such a winter. What was he doing? Everyone knew it.
"Okay!" Old Zhao jumped into the kitchen.
Sweet potato porridge with spicy and sour sweet potato sticks, plus two salted duck eggs, ham, sausage, crispy rice balls per person, and you have a complete breakfast!
According to Grandma Tang, breakfast in the Lao Song family was never healthy, and most of it was starch and starch.
But I can’t stand how delicious it is!
For example, at this moment, Lao Zhao was holding a large bowl of sweet potato porridge, wrapped in a thick cotton jacket, squatting on the porch with difficulty, and anxiously drawing circles on the edge of the porridge with his chopsticks:
"Hiss... it's so hot, so hot... Huh! Oh, it smells so good!"
After a mouthful of sweet potato porridge, Lao Zhao's eyes seemed to be lit up: "Why don't you sell me your sweet potatoes?"
Song Tan was teasing the squirrel on the wall with a dried chestnut.
Winter has arrived, and the sparse hair on their bodies has begun to become thicker and denser, greatly improving their gray and autumn appearance. Coupled with the wisps of aura that have persisted over time, they now seem to be quite cute.
Five or six of them gathered on the wall, their dark eyes fixed on the chestnut in Song Tan's palm, and their necks swayed up and down with the chestnut...
Well, it's really cute.
At the other end of the wall, a fat orange-white cat was lying there quietly. Following the movements of the squirrel, its front body was lying down, but its big butt was stuck out high!
The back paws kept kicking back and forth to make a starting motion, and then looking for an opportunity, they rushed directly towards the group of squirrels!
In an instant, he opened his mouth and caught one!
The squirrels squeaked and fled in all directions, panicking. The one with the big orange in its mouth relaxed instantly, with its limbs and tail hanging softly, showing a relaxed mood.
Song Tan felt a headache: "Okay, okay. Daju, don't keep playing with this one... You can change it to the one on the roof now. That one has a big tail, a big butt, and it's easy to bite!"
"Meow." Big Orange meowed, opened his mouth and spat out the squirrel, holding its tail with his paws.
Zhang Yanping held a dry piece of sweet potato and grinded his teeth, then came over and said, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, it runs away, it chases! It can't fly without its wings!"
However, Squirrel, one of the protagonists, did not run away. His tail was held down by Daju, but his beady eyes looked at Song Tan pitifully and expectantly.
Song Tan was unmoved, but Zhang Yanping couldn't eat any of the dried sweet potatoes. With a ferocious expression, he pulled half of it off with his teeth and handed it to the squirrel helplessly:
"Here, come! You kid, did you do it on purpose to be arrested every day?"
It was difficult for the squirrel to answer this question. It just held the dried sweet potatoes happily and didn't care about its tail being stepped on.
But the squirrel didn't move, and Daju felt bored. At this moment, he loosened his paws and started fighting with his grown-up child.
For a moment, the hair was flying around and meowing, making Zhang Yanping laugh wildly and sighed: "Qiao Qiao, if they fight again tomorrow morning, you can start the live broadcast!"
He has already thought of the name, [The prince of the Golden Family rebels, and the Supreme Queen leads the expedition in person!]
"How about it, are you domineering?" He said proudly.
It was difficult for Song Tan to comment, so he could only respond perfunctorily: "As long as you are happy."
The vegetable vendor, Lao Zhao, was holding a rice ball and was furious and helpless: "Don't interrupt, just pay attention to me! Why don't you sell your sweet potatoes!"
Qiao Qiao was wrapped in a scarf. At this moment, she looked at Lao Zhao carefully, her eyes as clear as a pool of spring water:
"Uncle, Teacher Xin said that when someone changes the subject instead of answering your question directly, it means either he doesn't want to answer, or he doesn't want to pay attention to you."
Lao Zhao:!!! A stab in the heart!
Song Tan laughed out loud and said quickly: "Qiao Qiao, hurry up the mountain. Your uncle Zhang is probably nervous."
"Oh oh oh!" Qiao Qiao reacted. At this moment, she was shouldering the mission of serving the village and Uncle Zhang. She grabbed the two ends of the scarf and pulled it, so that she was high-spirited and went up the mountain bravely.
And Song Tan quickly comforted Lao Zhao - how could it be said that they were friends in the vegetable market together?
At this moment, he said: "That's not the case. It's not that I don't want to pay attention to you, but I don't know what to say - I only planted sweet potatoes that are a little big, and they are only enough for my family."
Since Lao Zhao opened his small shop, his business attitude has become more and more relaxed, and now he is much more open-minded. He is no longer the ordinary hawker who was sour at others' business in the vegetable market.
At this moment, he hummed twice: "Then you can give me ten kilograms alone, and I can go home and roast the sweet potatoes, right?"
"Okay, okay! It's necessary! I'll prepare it for you even if you don't tell me."
Song Tan promised without blinking an eye, and then asked: "Do you really only need a thousand catties of cabbage and radishes this winter? What can you do with that little amount?"
"Don't be impatient!"
Lao Zhao is now a well-known store in the urban area that has won by word of mouth. He is so cute! He said at this moment:
"I'm just going to settle on one thousand kilograms of radish and cabbage for the time being. I'll tell you how much I'll settle on once I get a taste of it."
"Besides, you used to work and have never done business with rural people... In order to earn a few bucks, they would dare to put anything into it."
"If I tell you how much to order in advance and the price is high, do you believe that when the goods are received, they can bring the goods of all seven aunts and eight aunts?"
Then Song Tan must believe it.
"Okay! Don't worry. There are not many people in the village now, and there are not many people growing radishes and cabbages. When the time comes to receive the goods, I will take you directly to the fields to dig on site."
Even if someone buries the bad ones in advance, the color of the soil and the appearance of the vegetables can still be seen.
Lao Zhao then nodded: "Okay, okay...wait for us?! Who else?!"
Song Tan took it for granted: "My other partner!" Of course, there are actually two money bosses, Boss Wang, as well as hundreds of thousands of fans and hundreds of friends in the circle of friends...
But, alas, packing is too hard in winter, so we can’t just sell our own vegetables wholesale!
Old Zhao burst into bitter tears: "There are only a few people growing vegetables in your village, how much do they add up to? You actually found two people to harvest it?!"
Song Tan sighed, looking like a scumbag: "I didn't want it either, but he gave me too much!"
