Song Tan Jishi

Just like that, Qiao Qiao carried all the fry back with a plastic bag in each hand.

The grandma Wang Lifen and Ulan were washing and rinsing in the yard, very busy.

There is no way, according to the local rules, if the folks are invited to work, they must include a lunch. Song Tan's family of four, grandparents, Zhang Yanping, the boy who drives the excavator who lives at home, and Song Sancheng's three old men who help work on the back mountain...

There were eleven people in total, but because the food at home was delicious, among the eleven people, except Song Tan's appetite was mediocre, the rest of them could eat two or three bowls per meal.

Cooking and cooking, the amount of work is not insignificant.

Song Sancheng is so busy now that his feet don't touch the ground, so is Ulan, who has to go to the field with Song Tan and Qiao Qiao early in the morning to pick zi vetch.

As the weather gets warmer, there are more and more vetch flowers with buds in the fields. This kind of vetch can no longer be picked because they are too old to eat.

Therefore, in order to ensure the quality, the length of daily picking and picking has increased.

What's more, since knowing that zi vetch can't be eaten for a long time, more and more people come to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, and they all buy them in heavy quantities, and then go home to blanch and freeze them, so that they can eat them until the New Year.

No, Song Tan added another order early this morning: "Mom, I have to ship another two thousand catties to other places today."

To this end, the whole family was dispatched.

Ulan was still wondering: "Is he going back to sell wholesale?"

Song Tan shook his head: "No, he said that the family runs a farmhouse, and Zi Yunying will be blanched and frozen after being delivered, and then served to each of the guests who come to eat."

It doesn't matter whether it's stir-frying, making soup or what, it's just the wild vegetables that grow in the ground, and the quantity is not much, so they are not sold, only as gifts.

Good guy, during this period of time, a guest is like a cloud!

Originally, spring is a good season to eat wild vegetables. After such a toss, everyone knows that this farmhouse has a good reputation and its income has greatly increased.

Of course, the boy who bought the vegetables didn't tell the inside story, but Song Tan guessed it.

In the past, when it came to making money, Ulan could only be happy. But now she still has to figure out how to do it quickly and well, without delaying cooking at noon.

Too much work is also worrying about people.

but……

"Oh, this sum of 40,000 yuan, plus the odds and ends of the vegetable money sold in the past two days, can I pay the rest of the contracting fee?"

Otherwise, I owe you all the time, and I feel strange.

Song Tan cruelly broke her fantasy: "Mom, since Houshan intends to receive subsidies to plant fruit trees, all of them have been planted, and they can't be planted in vain. We will see the results this year."

For the big seedlings in three to five years, not to mention a lot of land, if you plant a hundred trees, it will cost 20,000 yuan to invest in it.

"After you're done, you still have to ask someone to plant and water it? All the hills have to rely on the pond at the bottom. You need to buy an electric water pump with coiled long pipes. It's inconspicuous, and it will cost a lot of money."

"And in our field..."

Before Song Tan could finish explaining, he saw that Ulan had closed her eyes in pain:

"Okay, okay, stop talking."

Then he asked again: "Is the honey sold? This is also money!"

Is there any that can't be sold?

The group yelled, and the out-of-town customers who wanted two thousand catties of zi vetch also ordered ten bottles in one go.

There are only thirteen bottles in total, and now there is only one bottle left for drinking, and the stock is emptied.

The bees have to go back to brew the nectar for a few more days, and it is temporarily out of stock.

Ask people what they do when they go back to wholesale? Said that he also planned to make honey water as a gift.

Song Tan thought, if it wasn't for the short period of time and the profit point hadn't been calculated yet, this young man with vision might want to make tea into their signature!

Ulan cleaned up the dishes at hand, while directing Song Tan: "Go to the back mountain when you have time, and feed the pigs, chickens and ducks."

Song Tanshan took a trip, looked at a group of ducklings, and came back with another idea:

"Mom, I think the ducks are molting. 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 side of the field, but the field is a square with rounded edges, and the pond on the back mountain is like a mirror with a handle. The handle of the mirror is just right for a simple duck shed. At that time, the whole back mountain will be watched by a king, who can see everything from top to bottom, and it is also convenient for management.

Ulan thought for a while: "There's no rush, we'll wait until the mountain is cleaned up. 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:

"Here, express delivery is still a bit inconvenient after all, and the mountain road is bumpy. I see that the town has not had much money to build roads for us in the past two years."

People in the suburbs can also set up an orchard or something to pick and sell on the spot, but they can't do it here.

People who don't get motion sickness will get motion sickness this trip, and the road is really difficult to walk.

"In this case, we must plant the kind that can be released, and the skin is not afraid of collision."

Ulan thought for a while: "Is that apple? Pear? Pomegranate date? Grape?"

She couldn't think of anything else.

Anyway, like the local cherry tree at the door of the house, it must not be planted. It is delicious, but if you pick it off, you can’t cover it, you can’t squeeze it, and you are afraid of collision.

Song Tan also hesitated: "I haven't made up my mind yet."

This wave is really due to the boldness of people who are skilled in aura. As for any farmer, such a reckless and unplanned person, it's no wonder he didn't lose money.

Just as he was talking, Zhang Yanping came back with his shoulders drooping like a real old farmer, wearing a straw hat and carrying a rake.

He has a mournful face:

"Sister, no matter what you plan to plant, I have someone, and I will contact you! Take me with you, and let's go pick seedlings."

I really don't want to go up the mountain.

Ulan laughed loudly: "Yan Ping, if you can't do it, you should go home. If you continue to work at Auntie's place every day, your mother will really feel bad."

Zhang Yanping wanted to cry but had no tears: Does he not want to go back? It was obvious that his mother called every day, ordering him to stay here!

However, the aunt finally said something fair: "Tan Tan, you really have to ask Yan Ping for what you want to grow. Your aunt said, he has a tricky mouth! He eats whatever is delicious. The imported fruits in the store are all delicious. He was all over the place."

"Our things are so expensive, you can grow expensive ones if you want."

Zhang Yanping cheered up: "Yes! I have to listen to this matter! Let me think about it—apples and oranges don't grow well here. There is no other reason, it's just a climate problem, let's rule it out."

"Grapes are not good either. Zhengjiagou grapes are well-known in the whole city. It will be much more difficult for us to grab the market."

"The big domestic cherries and blueberries are very popular now, but the light here is not as good as that of others, and there are a lot of these things in the suburbs, and they are all operated as plantations. We are newbies, and the risk is a bit big."

"By the way, the kiwi fruit in Huacheng is very famous. The climate on both sides of us is close. Do you consider kiwi fruit or something? Those are climbing vines, and they are quite durable before they are ripe."

Two days ago, there were fewer reasons for things to happen, and today, every day!

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