Song Tan Jishi

Song Hongmei was very dissatisfied: "You don't even want clients, do you do business?"

Lao Zhang was also not happy: "My old sister, you have to bargain every time you bring someone here, how can I make any money?"

Everyone in business said that, Song Hongmei didn't make any money selling egg pancakes by herself!

She didn't believe it.

So he turned his head and said to Song Tan: "Don't look at the shabby place, in fact this piece of land belongs to him, otherwise such a shabby house in the old city can still sell chickens and ducks without demolishing it? They have already come to the door."

Fortunately, this place is in the gap between several family members' homes, so it doesn't affect the appearance of the city, otherwise this sneaky business would have been impossible.

Song Hongmei has stayed in the family courtyard for more than 20 years, and she is clear in her heart: "Tan Tan, don't listen to him fooling around, he hatched these ducks at home by himself, and it doesn't cost much—let me tell you, last year was a duck. It costs four yuan each, so don’t lose out!”

Old Zhang's expression changed: "Sister! Are you deliberately tearing things down? Last year was last year's price. Why don't you raise the price this year? I won't sell it for four yuan!"

Song Hongmei turned her head and left: "You talk, I have to go home and cook."

Then walk away.

The remaining three looked at each other, and then Qiao Qiao repeated: "Four dollars each?"

Old Zhang refused: "No! The minimum is 4.5 yuan, or you can buy it elsewhere!"

Song Tan almost laughed.

She had inquired about the price before, and none of them was less than five yuan. It seemed that four yuan was really a steal.

"Okay, four dollars and five dollars is four dollars and five dollars, let us see first."

Just take a look.

Lao Zhang is still very confident in his ducks, and now he leads the two of them through the front room, into the backyard, then into another room, and then into the backyard——

This is his secret base camp.

Half of the sunshade was set up here, and the stench of duck shit could be smelled from afar.

However, when they entered, a group of fluffy yellow ducklings swung their buttocks from side to side and rushed over!

Not to mention how gratifying the scene is!

Qiao Qiao couldn't move her legs at that time, so she squatted down and looked at Song Tan eagerly.

Lao Zhang explained next to him: "Have you raised them before? How many ducks do you want? This is a duck with good meat quality and fast growth. You can see that they are all strong and strong. Buy them to ensure a good life!" "

Song Tanxin said this.

They came suddenly, and the boss didn't make any preparations in advance. However, from the naked eye, the ducklings were all in high spirits, and they were indeed strong.

Four yuan and five pieces, it is super cheap.

She thought about it, there is a pond above the bamboo forest in her hometown, the ducks can still enter the rice fields to graze, and there is a hillside where they can walk freely, the place is big enough.

"Let's have a hundred first."

one hundred?

This time it was Lao Zhang's turn to be surprised.

"I thought you were raising a few in your own farm... so many!"

Then he saw Song Tan's face, remembered that this was the person brought by Song Hongmei, and became vigilant again: "I can tell you, you can buy a thousand of them at the same price, not less than four yuan and fifty-one cents!"

Song Hongmei is persistent, so persistent!

If she can't get her satisfaction in bargaining, she will come to bargain every day! Selling ducks is not selling vegetables. It takes a long time for a wave of ducks to grow from hatching to growth, and she can persevere.

Lao Zhang couldn't take it anymore, so he told Lao Dier all of a sudden.

Song Tan couldn't laugh or cry.

"Okay, not a lot. Your duck is very good. I will buy it again next year."

She was so straightforward, Lao Zhang felt a little embarrassed:

"Oh, it's all my fault, Big Sister Song. Every time I want to bargain with me, I'm afraid of her after so long."

But he turned his head and counted the ducks in his small yard—they hatched in batches, and there were only 120 or 30 ducks in the yard in total.

Lao Zhang pondered for a while: "Otherwise, you buy one hundred and twenty, and I will give you the rest."

Although most of them are strong and strong, it is inevitable that there are a few weaker ones, which will drop in price.

Instead of staying here and being picked and unable to sell, it is better to pack them all at once.

On the one hand, I was afraid that Song Tan would not know the goods:

"Let me tell you, less than half of my batch is male ducks. Male ducks taste better than female ducks. Originally, the price is higher. I will give you the same price for everything here."

Chickens and ducks are different.

Chickens are more economically valuable as hens, but ducks are more nutritious to eat as male ducks.

What's more, besides salted duck eggs, there is no other better way to eat duck eggs. The economic value is even worse.

What Lao Zhang said was the truth.

Song Tan thought for a while and bought a hundred of them, not more than twenty or thirty, so he nodded readily:

"OK."

More than a hundred ducks were put into the car, and the time came to twelve o'clock, so I couldn't go back to eat at noon today. Fortunately, Song Tan had already prepared.

Take Qiao Qiao now: "Let's go, what do you want to eat? My sister will take you there."

Jojo thought hard: "What does Peggy eat?"

What does Peppa eat?

Song Tan doesn't know either, it's probably pig food...

She thought about it:

"Let's go, I'll take you to eat chicken french fries and red bean pie hamburger!"

It's not about how delicious they are, but about the toys they gave away, and Qiao Qiao, who has never eaten before, also changed his taste.

There are ducklings in the car, and everything is packed and brought to the car.

Qiao Qiao just opened the toy box in his hand, but was surprised to find that there was a yellow duckling inside!

The flapping of the two wings up and down is very interesting.

"Little duck!"

He cried out in surprise, then took a sip, and bit the grilled chicken leg again.

"Hmm..." he chewed, with a strange expression on his face.

Song Tan glanced at him: "Is it delicious?"

Qiao Qiao thought for a while, with a tangled expression: "There is no delicious food, but, but..."

He couldn't speak.

"But it's quite fresh, right?" Song Tan added.

"En!" Qiao Qiao nodded heavily, and then took another bite.

This poor baby...

Song Tan thought to himself: I should take him to the Children's Paradise to play a few times when I have time.

Qiaoqiao didn't know that there would be more delicious and fun things waiting for him in the future, so he just nodded in satisfaction, holding the chicken wings in one hand and the duckling in the other:

"Sister, can I still eat next time?"

Song Tan felt sorry for him: "Then eat it once every two weeks, okay?"

How long is two weeks?

Jojo blinked, and finally nodded blankly.

After thinking about it, I took out half a pack of snow cakes in my bag:

"I can't eat this anymore, can I take it back to Dabai?"

"all right."

She still has a bag in her pocket: "We have to ask Dabai to bring the duckling later, so you can feed him more delicious food."

Big white with little duck?

Qiao Qiao subconsciously turned her head to look at the back of the car, and it took her a long time to wrinkle her face and say:

"Will Dabai bring a duck very fierce?"

"No!" Song Tan coaxed him: "The duck will look like Dabai, it can't be stewed in one pot!"

Oops, think about the old duck soup with winter melon, old duck soup with sour bamboo shoots, roast duck... the mouth is watering.

However, Qiao Qiao had a bitter face:

"Dabai can't, Dabai can't be stewed."

This is the disadvantage of keeping animals for a long time. Once you get involved in your relationship, you can't let go.

Song Tan sighed:

"Dabai doesn't stew, let's eat ducks—you are not allowed to play with ducks then."

One hundred thousand words!

I'm really super diligent!