Song Tan Jishi

After saying this, the vegetable vendor was not happy.

"What is illegal stall?"

"My vegetables are all purchased from the vegetable gardens in the suburbs. How much money can I make by handing them back and forth? If I rent a stall, the monthly income is not as good as that of street sweepers."

He didn't hide it.

In this vegetable market, except for the occasional selling of vegetables by farmers in the surrounding suburbs, the rest are basically such stalls. The prices of the vegetables sold are not necessarily cheap, but they are fresh, and they are often delicious, which is why they are loved by the majority of people.

However, the vegetable vendor was out of luck. He missed the time when planning the stall in the city. In addition, the amount of vegetables he sold was not large, so it would not be cost-effective to do so.

It's really a good intention to give Song Tan a trick now——

"It's quite appropriate to set up a stall here once in a while, and people don't hold officials accountable. But girl, you can make a lot of money by selling vegetables. I stared at the side, and my eyes were red."

He was half-truthful, and his words were sour.

A handful of twenty yuan, this account can be calculated by looking at it more, and Zi Yunying has no cost, which means that she makes a net profit of two to three thousand yuan a day.

It's worth a month of people's small stalls.

Who is not jealous?

Vegetable sellers dream every day that they can make a fortune!

"People don't have to do anything, just report it, and someone will come to the law enforcement tomorrow to investigate."

As long as money is involved, there will be no rest, and the vegetable vendor has a clear mind.

Song Tan's face also became serious.

In fact, to be honest, she only spends an hour setting up a stall each time. Half of the entire vegetable market has no fixed stalls and lasts for a whole morning. It stands to reason that there is no hindrance.

But this kind of thing is like what the vegetable seller said, if people report it, they must have inquired about the time and caught one.

The vegetable vendor saw that she was young, and was afraid that she would not know how powerful she was. Now he glanced at Qiao Qiao who was playing with bubbles, and then he continued:

"Even if no one reports it, when the weather warms up, the city will carry out city inspections, two or three times a year. Is it appropriate for your pickup truck to be parked here?"

"Girl, you can find out for yourself."

No need to ask, city inspections are held every year, including in Ningcheng.

This time Song Tan sincerely thanked him: "Thank you for reminding me!"

Turning around, he stuffed one hundred yuan back: "We've been neighbors for so long, what money do we need? I'll definitely bring it to you tomorrow!"

Looking at the time again, he greeted Qiao Qiao: "Let's go, Qiao Qiao, and send food to auntie!"

The siblings drove away in a small pickup truck. The vegetable vendor looked at the money in his hand and laughed:

After selling vegetables for so long, I just realized today that our stalls are neighbors! This girl is really thick-skinned, and she is a business material.

Business material Song Tan was still thinking about the stall while driving the car.

She went to work in Ningcheng after graduation, and now she has transferred from the worker system to the agricultural system, and she doesn't know anyone.

But that's okay!

When the car stopped at the famous Jinyuewan Wholesale Market in the urban area, Song Tan had successfully sent a message in the group——

［Dear customers, the owner intends to rent a stall in the big riverside market. If you know anyone, please introduce them to me! Sign the contract, there must be a big thank you! ]

She doesn't have any personal connections, but so many people come to buy vegetables every day, so she must know something.

And Qiao Qiao was carrying a small basket, opened her mouth wide and looked at the large trucks in the wholesale market, and all kinds of piles of fruits, and exclaimed——

"This place is so big, so big!"

Song Tan smiled: "Of course it's big, this is the largest wholesale market in our city!"

Song Tan's aunt Wu Fang and Zhang Hong have a shop here, specializing in fruit wholesale.

Wholesale of fruits is not an easy business. It is also hard work to get up early and return home late, and to move and carry.

But the aunt and husband are honest. Although they didn't make as much money as others at the beginning, they have accumulated some word of mouth over the years, and they are doing well now.

Song Tan searched for the address mentioned earlier, and Qiao Qiao obediently followed behind. Looking at this completely different style from other buildings, he seemed much more excited.

"Sister, there are so many fruits!"

"Um."

"Can I eat every day when I live here?"

"Um."

"Then can Jojo live here?"

"Well... no." Song Tan looked at him: "You have to pay for food here, do you have money?"

Qiao Qiao is no longer stupid now, and looked at her eagerly: "I have... a salary!"

Song Tan showed him with his fingers: "You dug the vegetable garden yesterday, and it cost 50 yuan. Today, I accompanied my sister to sell vegetables, and it cost 50 yuan."

"It's a total of one hundred yuan. You have to raise your three puppies, and you have to buy yourself toys and Peppa stickers. You have to pay for snacks yourself-Jojo, it's not enough!"

Qiao Qiao is not worried: "I will dig the vegetable garden when I go back today! There will be more and more!"

This silly boy.

Song Tan was helpless - this is not justified, right?

"Okay, let's plant kimchi when we go back. You have dug the vegetable garden, and we will plant it at night."

Cabbage, feather vegetables, these can be planted densely, just make use of the vegetable garden first.

Just as he was talking, a facade of [Dahong Fruit Wholesale] appeared in front of him. A couple at the door is carrying fruit on a truck!

"Auntie!" Song Tan yelled, and without waiting for her to respond, he went directly to the car: "I'll help you with what you need to move!"

Qiao Qiao has already stood under the car skillfully.

The aunt is also not tall, but her body is thinner than Ulan's. She is wearing old clothes at the moment, and her face is full of surprises: "Why did Tan Tan come back? Get down quickly, this fruit is heavy, you can't carry it—"

Auntie's words got stuck.

Because Song Tan in front of him had a basket of fruit in his hand, and then handed it over. Qiao Qiao took it in a hurry and put it aside.

The pairing of the two is particularly proficient. If you don't know, you may think that you specialize in this line of work!

Uncle Zhang Hong came out of the warehouse and was shocked when he saw it: "Oh, you two, I don't need your help, come down quickly, I'll get you two oranges!"

Seeing that the two of them didn't move, the uncle became anxious, and pulled out a grapefruit from the side: "Qiao Qiao, come, uncle will break the fruit for you."

Qiao Qiao turned his head, he doesn't like to eat pomelo, because the pomelo that Ulan bought in the village during the Chinese New Year is very sour:

"No, I have to work."

My sister said that it is difficult to make money. He can earn fifty yuan today, so he can't be lazy.

However, Song Tan took a look at the cart—because of the beginning of spring, everyone’s desire to consume decreased, so there were no particularly expensive fruits on the cart, and the booming cherries sold at the end of the year were also gone. The only expensive one was Homemade big cherries.

She thought of the mountainous land at home, but she didn't take care of it for the time being this year, and only used the chestnut forest. But if it develops for a long time, it can't be wasted there.

What kind of fruit should I plant?

There is still more to write during the day.

As for how much to write... Well, I will try my best!

thank you all!