Just like that, Qiaoqiao carried all the fry back with a plastic bag in each hand.
Grandma Wang Lifen and Wu Lan were busy washing and washing themselves in the yard.
There is no way, according to local rules, if you ask the villagers to work, you have to include a lunch. Song Tan's family of four, grandparents, plus Zhang Yanping, the young man who drives the excavator who lives at home, and the latter
Song Sancheng's three old guys who helped with the work on the mountain...
There were eleven people in total, but because the food at home tasted so good, except for Song Tan, who had an average appetite, the others could only eat two or three bowls at a meal.
Cooking is a huge undertaking.
Song Sancheng is now too busy to keep his feet off the ground, and so is Ulan. He has to go to the fields with Song Tan and Qiao Qiao early in the morning to pick milkvetch.
As the weather gets warmer, more and more vetches are in bud in the fields. They can no longer be picked because they are too old to be eaten.
Therefore, in order to ensure quality, the daily picking and sorting time is increased.
What's more, since they knew that the milkvetch wouldn't last long, more and more people came to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. They bought them in dozens and dozens of pounds, and then went home to blanch and freeze them, so that they could eat them until the Chinese New Year.
No, Song Tan added another order early this morning: "Mom, we have to ship another two thousand kilograms to other places today."
For this reason, the whole family was mobilized.
Ulan was still wondering: "Is he going to sell it wholesale?"
Song Tan shook his head: "No, he said that his family runs a farmhouse. After the milkvetch is distributed, it will be blanched and frozen, and then each guest will be served a portion."
Regardless of whether it is cooking, making soup or something else, it is just a wild vegetable that grows in the field. The quantity is not large, so it is not sold, only given away.
Good guy, during this time, a guest is coming like a cloud!
Originally, spring was a good season for eating wild vegetables. After such a deal, everyone knew that this farmhouse had an excellent reputation and its income increased greatly.
Of course, the young man buying groceries didn't reveal the inside story, but Song Tan guessed it.
In the past, Ulan could only be happy about making money. But now she still has to think about how to do it quickly and well without delaying lunch cooking.
Having too much work can be frustrating.
but……
"Oh, this sum of 40,000 yuan, plus the money from the vegetables sold in the past two days, can we pay the remaining contracting fee?"
Otherwise, if you keep owing money, you will feel uncomfortable in your heart.
Song Tan cruelly broke her fantasy: "Mom, since the back mountain is planning to receive subsidies to plant fruit trees, they have planted all kinds of fruit trees, and they can't grow white trees. We will see the results this year."
For big seedlings that last three to five years, if you plant a hundred trees in an acre of land, it will cost you less than 20,000 yuan.
"After that, you still have to hire someone to plant and water it, right? All this hillock has to be close to the pond below. It will cost a lot of money to buy an electric water pump with a roll of long pipes. It's all inconspicuous."
"And in our fields..."
Before Song Tan finished explaining, he saw Wu Lan closing his eyes in pain:
"Okay, okay, stop being so nagging."
Then he asked again: "Have you sold the honey? This is also money!"
Is there anything that can't be sold?
There was a shout in the group, and the out-of-town customer who wanted two thousand kilograms of milkvetch also asked for ten bottles in one go.
There are only thirteen bottles in total, and now I only have one bottle left to drink, and the inventory has been cleared.
The bees will have to go back to collect nectar for a few days to brew it, and it is temporarily out of stock.
I asked them what they were doing after wholesale. They said they planned to mix honey water as a gift.
Song Tan thought, if the time was not too short and the profit points had not been calculated yet, this young man with a vision might have turned tea into their signature product!
Wulan packed up the vegetables on hand and directed Song Tan: "If you have time, go to the back mountain and feed the pigs, chickens and ducks."
Song Tanshan took a trip to the mountain and took a look at a group of ducklings. When he came back, he had another idea:
"Mom, I think these ducks are moulting. Let's build a duck shed at the pond in the back mountain."
It was originally planned to be raised in the pond on the field side, but the field side is a regular square with a rounded edge, while the pond in the back mountain is like a mirror with a handle. The handle of the mirror is just right for mounting.
It is a simple duck shed. When the time comes, the whole back mountain will be watched by the king. It can be seen from top to bottom and is easy to manage.
Ulan thought for a moment: "Don't worry, we'll do it after the mountain is cleared. The fruit trees are the most important thing now!"
April waits for no one!
Then I remembered: "What are you going to plant?"
Song Tan was still humming:
"After all, express delivery is still inconvenient here, and the mountain roads are bumpy. I see that the town has not had much money to build roads for us in the past two years."
In the suburbs, you can set up an orchard or something to pick and sell on-site, but they can't do that here.
People who don't get carsick will get carsick on this trip. The road is really difficult.
"In this case, we have to plant something that can hold up well and is strong enough not to be afraid of collisions."
Ulan thought for a while: "Is that apple? Pear? Pomegranate, date? Grape?"
She couldn't think of anything else.
Anyway, you can’t grow local cherries like the one at your door. They are delicious, but when you pick them, you can’t cover them, squeeze them, and avoid collisions. If you don’t eat them for a long time, it won’t work.
Song Tan also hesitated: "I haven't thought about it yet."
This wave is really due to the boldness of people who are experts in spiritual energy. It would be strange for any farmer to be so reckless and without a plan and not lose money.
Just as he was talking, Zhang Yanping came back with his shoulders slumped like an authentic old farmer wearing a straw hat and carrying a rake.
He had a sad face:
"Sister, no matter what you plan to plant, I have someone who can contact you! You take me with you and let's go select the seedlings."
I really don’t want to go up the mountain anymore.
Wulan laughed loudly: "Yan Ping, if that doesn't work, you should go home. If you continue to work at my aunt's place day in and day out, your mother will really feel bad for you."
Zhang Yanping was about to cry but had no tears: Did he not want to go back? It was clearly his mother who called him every day and ordered him to stay here!
However, the aunt finally said something fair: "Tan Tan, you really have to ask Yan Ping what you want to grow. Your aunt said that he is tricky! He will eat whatever is delicious, and the imported fruits in the store are all
He was so stunned."
"Our products are so expensive, so if you want to grow them, you should also grow something expensive."
Zhang Yanping perked up: "Yes! You have to listen to me on this matter! Let me think about it - apples and oranges don't grow well here. There is no other reason than climate problems. Let's rule it out."
"Grapes are no good. Zhengjiagou grapes are famous throughout the city. It will be much more difficult for us to grab the market."
"Domestic cherries and blueberries are very popular now, but the lighting here is not as good as others, and there are many of them grown in the suburbs, and they are all run as plantations. For us newbies, the risk is a bit high."
"By the way, the kiwi fruit in Huacheng is very famous. Our climate is close to each other. Would you consider kiwi fruit or something like that? That one is a climbing vine and is quite durable before it matures."
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In the past two days, there were even fewer incidents, but today, there are thousands!
I'm working hard to finish the manuscript, thank you for your support!
