When it came to her child's future, Li Lanhua was silent for a while, until Du Mei looked at the golden fruits hanging on the green trees in front of her and asked loudly:
"Is that an orange tree?"
It was so far away that Ulan didn't actually see it clearly, but he knew that the only things they could grow here and still bear fruit at this time were oranges.
So he nodded affirmatively and then turned the handlebar:
"I need to pick more today!"
This orange grove is also a short slope. The orange trees look small from a distance, but they are more than two meters high when viewed up close.
The shiny green leaves seemed to be waxed, becoming more and more oily under the sunlight. And the golden oranges hung among the branches and leaves, weighing them down so heavy that they could not stand straight up at all.
Hearing the commotion, an elderly lady walked out of the yard. She looked to be in her 70s, with a stooped back. When she saw everyone, she laughed:
"Picking oranges, right? You can pick them as you like, and I'll weigh them for you when you're done."
"What did she say?" Teacher Tang asked carefully, but Du Mei didn't understand either.
But Aunt Lianhua laughed: "Let us pick whatever we want, and we can go to her place later to get weighed. It's the hometown dialect of our older generation, and it's a bit vague. It's okay if you don't understand it. We are here!"
Du Mei was puzzled: "She is an old lady. She is so old. What is she doing with so many oranges? The children at home can't just do it without taking care of it."
Li Lanhua knew this, so she answered again: "Her son did it, but she didn't think too much about it when she first planted it. At this time of year, people are still working in other places, so they can only ask the old lady to think of something."
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After all, it costs one dollar per catty. If you want to make money from orange trees, you really can't hope for it. It's better to go out to work.
Everyone looked at the orange trees in front of them, and saw that each one of them was growing strong and stocky, but the branches were in a mess, which was obviously due to neglect of management and pruning, and the fruits were also dense and uneven.
Teacher Tang immediately put all thoughts of chatting behind him. He was so happy that he seemed to have fallen into the farmhouse's hand-picking project (although it seemed to be similar, but the price difference was huge), and then imitated everyone else and took out the plastic bag from his pocket.
Come on, shake violently in mid-air:
"I feel like this bag of mine can hold 20 pounds!"
Wu Lan also laughed: "Teacher Tang, you can pick whatever you want! Isn't it only 100 yuan for you to pick 100 kilograms? I'll pay for it for you!"
Teacher Tang was stunned.
That's right. In the past, picking grapes at a farmhouse cost 10 yuan. Now it costs only one yuan a pound. Why can't I convert it in half a day?
Think about it, it only costs 100 to haul a sack!
Rounding it all off is free of charge!
She shook the bag happily: "It's okay! You don't need it! I have money! I'll pay for it for you today!"
Li Lanhua on the side looked at it and suddenly reacted——
"This is what your spending habits are, right?"
Unexpectedly, Teacher Tang said seriously: "This is not."
She was serious and said something like this: "This is a reasonable plan - I want 100 kilograms of oranges to be useful!"
But no matter how effective it is, you alone weigh 100 kilograms. Can you finish it?
Li Lanhua became vigilant and reminded: "You can't send these oranges! The express delivery fee is very expensive. Isn't this the price of meat on a plate of tofu!"
Teacher Tang:......
She really had this idea. After all, sending goose feathers from a thousand miles away is more of a gift than a gift!
But this travel fee sounds really silly...
She then quickly said: "How is that possible? I'm not the type to do this kind of thing. I plan to go back and make canned oranges if I can't finish them all."
Now it was Ulan's turn to be dumbfounded: "Teacher Tang, how expensive is it for us to make our own cans? Each glass bottle costs one yuan, and we have to re-adjust the packaging line on the mountain - if you want to eat it, I'll make it tomorrow
I’ll buy Tantan for you. It costs 6 yuan a bottle in the supermarket, but there are two or three oranges in it!”
Teacher Tang:......
Okay, okay, you don't have any sense of sentiment, right? Do those canned oranges that cost 6 yuan a bottle have a soul?
The little old lady became angry: "That's what I said, actually I plan to use this to make tea - orange peel with Pu'er or Pagoda Dianhong, both are very interesting!"
Finally, he came to an area that everyone didn't understand. Wulan opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't. After trying for a long time, he could only say:
"Okay! It's good to make tea, very good."
While everyone was chatting, they saw a few broken baskets piled up in the corner of the garden. They quickly put away the plastic bags again, and then each dispersed to choose their favorite tree——
Pick!
Oops, there are so many of them, I can’t even pick them all... How come these oranges can grow so long!
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Picking fruits is a very addictive thing. Everyone chatted and laughed as they passed by the orange trees one by one and quickly filled their baskets.
And Li Lanhua was still upset: "Oh! I originally thought of only getting twenty or thirty kilograms, but looking at the basket I have in hand plus the bagging before, I'm afraid it will weigh more than fifty kilograms!"
"It's okay!" Wu Lan quickly comforted her: "These oranges last a long time, so you can eat them slowly. If you really don't like them too much, just give me the extra ones. We have a lot of family members, so we can eat them quickly!"
Wulan was not lying about this. After all, she had planned to pick a hundred or ten kilos of oranges by herself, so adding another ten or twenty jins to Li Lanhua would not be a problem at all.
Li Lanhua nodded: "Okay! Then I'll go to the scale first."
The old lady by the yard was really old. She didn’t even have a decent electronic scale at home, so she just took out a medium-sized old scale of unknown age. The heavy weights were hung on it, and the scale beam couldn’t support it at all.
And here, Wu Lan is still trying to persuade Teacher Tang:
"Is this orange peel tea delicious? Teacher Tang, why don't we give it a try, but don't make too much."
Teacher Tang vowed: "I will just keep it in my pocket!"
At the same time, he also sighed to Wu Lan: "The pure natural aroma of oranges is mixed with the aroma of tea, and it tastes very flavorful - by the way, I plan to teach Qiao Qiao later, so you can learn from it too, right?"
"I can't learn, I can't learn!" Ulan's retreat sounded louder than anyone else: She is already this age, how can she learn any new knowledge!
What's more, making tea... I'm afraid it's not as fancy as in the TV series. Can Qiao Qiao learn this thing?
"Why not?" The old lady was very confident:
"You have found a good teacher for Qiao Qiao. I think Xin Jun reminds Qiao Qiao every day that Qiao Qiao is in the best condition now."
"Besides, our Qiao Qiao is so handsome, aren't you curious about what he looks like when he is sitting there calmly making tea?"
Teacher Tang smiled expectantly: "I can guarantee that you are more handsome than ordinary men!"
