So Zhang Yanping, who had been relaxing for several days, picked up the hoe again.
The bamboos in the bamboo forest are too dense. Many of them are not thick. They just grow crowded together in the cracks, making it even more difficult to dig bamboo shoots with a hoe.
He swung the hoe down, but he didn't dig up any bamboo shoots, but instead cut off a section of bamboo roots. The roots were so tightly intertwined, and it was really frustrating that he couldn't dig them out.
Song Sancheng laughed out loud: "Yan Ping, you are not cut out for farm work. You are worse than Tan Tan! Stop digging. The tender spring bamboo shoots are growing next to them. Pick them."
"That's easy."
Now, many bamboo shoots in the forest have sprouted under the stimulation of Song Tan's spiritual energy. Some have not yet grown out of the soil, while others have already grown a bit.
Logically speaking, the ones in the soil are more tender, but spring bamboo shoots also have a unique flavor. Therefore, Song Tan, who was eager to make money, asked to dig them all out without thinking twice.
Spring bamboo shoots can be broken with just the hand, and they are incredibly tender and crisp. Those that are still sticking out of the soil with only a few pointed corners need to be hoeed.
The old and the young divide the work and cooperate with each other, and the efficiency is quite good.
Zhang Yanping sighed, "If this thing wasn't worth twenty, it really wouldn't be worthy of my labor."
When Song Sancheng heard him say that the bamboo shoots cost twenty yuan a pound, his brows furrowed so much that they could pinch a fly:
"Tan Tan, how big is the bamboo shoot after the shell is removed? Isn't it inappropriate for you to be so expensive?"
Zhang Yanping gave him a resentful look and said, "Uncle, I have put in such precious labor, what's wrong with twenty yuan? Even if Astragalus sinensis is not valuable, it can still be sold for twenty yuan, right?"
Song Tan didn't say anything else, but took Zhang Yanping's mobile phone and opened the Taotaobao page, only to see that the spring bamboo shoots purchased online were more than ten yuan per pound.
Song Sancheng: …
I don't really understand the current prices.
He sighed, "If I had known that bamboo shoots could make so much money, I would have dug more a few years ago and sold them in the city..."
But this way, I have more energy to swing the hoe.
Zhang Yanping was breaking bamboo shoots with a crackling sound, and at the moment he felt quite relaxed.
He sighed: "If this were in the suburbs, we could just fence off the bamboo, send a message to a few parent-child groups, and a large group of free labor would come."
"After finishing the work, I might even buy all the bamboo shoots on the spot. I can earn money and save labor costs at the same time. How great!"
But this is a remote and poor place... Forget it, people with poor driving skills don’t dare to drive in.
Besides, on that country road, when two cars meet, one car has to back up to the turning point to pass the other car... What's so good about it
The bamboo grew too densely, making it very inconvenient to move around. After digging for a while, Song Tan simply threw down the hoe and went home to get a machete.
She was very strong. She picked out a bamboo of similar thickness, held the pole with one hand, and with the other hand, with a "click", a smooth cut was made on the hard bamboo.
The movements are so smooth and fluid.
Zhang Yanping was stunned, then looked at the hoe he had thrown aside, thinking that there was really no comparison.
Could it be that living in the city really wasted all his good physical strength? With his sister, she could beat Brother Yan Ping with one punch.
Song Sancheng had experience in handling bamboo. Seeing how skillfully Song Tan cut bamboo, he said happily, "Wear gloves, or your hands will get numb. Cut off all these branches and twigs, then pull them to the field. I'll build a cucumber rack for you."
"Not only that, Dad, I plan to circle the peach forest as well."
This makes it easier for the beans to climb, otherwise the wire mesh is too dense and it is easy to pull and deform it when climbing on it.
Don't underestimate the power of growing crops. Let's put it this way, if you scatter a handful of soybeans and press a slab of stone, the slab of stone can be pushed up.
Anyway, there is nothing else at home but a lot of bamboos, so I don’t feel sorry for them.
She said it lightly, but when Song Sancheng heard her assigning tasks to him right away, his heart skipped a beat!
He turned his head away and tried not to think about it, and his gesture of covering his ears and stealing the bell was done very naturally.
Song Tan looked at the two men with bitter faces and understood what was going on.
But this was not something she could do just by waving her hand before. Was she too used to it
As for now... waving my hands is no longer enough, I can only use my money ability.
Bamboo shoots, bamboo shoots, you better show some courage!
While we were digging, Zhang Yanping's cell phone rang.
He took it out and looked at it: "Tan Tan, the car that sent Taoshu said it has arrived at our rural road. I sent you a message but you didn't reply. You should take your phone back. Otherwise it will be inconvenient to contact you later."
Song Tan nodded: "Qiao Qiao happens to be live streaming, I'll go see how it goes."
Zhang Yanping was surprised: "Qiao Qiao is chatting with people on the live broadcast? Don't let the popularity of the live broadcast room go away."
Song Tan waved his hand and said indifferently: "The live broadcast room doesn't have much popularity anyway. Gains and losses are my own, so let's just go with the flow."
Zhang Yanping thought the same thing: It’s just a live broadcast, how many people can watch it
Find out which live studio it is, and then ask her: "What's its name?"
Song Tan said casually: "Rural notes."
This name...
How should I put it? It was ordinary among ordinary things, and it had no appeal to the audience.
Zhang Yanping has experience in this area, and he can offer reliable advice right away: "If you want to broadcast, you have to find a gimmick, a hot topic, and keep up with the real-time trend—"
Song Tan really didn't have much talent for naming, and he was listening right now, planning to ask him to give some specific examples.
Unexpectedly, I saw him standing there with his phone in his hands, not moving his mouth.
I couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you say anything?"
Zhang Yanping raised his head and handed the phone to her:
"Open the Tianyuan category, and the most popular newcomer is Qiao Qiao, with 6,700 followers in her live broadcast room. Didn't you say you just started live streaming?"
Did this fall into the traffic pool
Song Tan was shocked and thought, could it be that the traffic star really loves Qiao Qiao
Big Bear probably won't go to a place where bees gather. Qiao Qiao is covering her face with a net today. Neither a person nor a bee can betray her sexuality, right
"What live broadcast?"
Song Sancheng was also a person who was addicted to Tik Tok short videos in his spare time, and he came over curiously.
Zhang Yanping turned up the volume, and in the quiet bamboo forest, Qiao Qiao's serious voice was particularly clear:
“… Children, we just cut beeswax. Have you learned it? If you have, I will teach you the next move.”
His clear and innocent voice was particularly recognizable, and Song Sancheng saw a dense barrage of comments:
I came here on the recommendation of a friend. Is the host really mentally retarded
He frowned at that time.
Then, the next bullet screen showed flashing fireworks:
Well said, now I have learned how to cut beeswax. What's the next step? I spent more than an hour cutting beeswax. I have to say, I finally got a good night's sleep.