The young couple working for Fengfeng Express watched the pickup truck come and go without mercy, just like a scumbag.
In front of him, besides a large pile of ordered goods, there was also a useless recipe that he had just heard of.
The courier boy watched the car gradually disappear from his sight, turned back to look at his wife who was about to cry out of grievance, and scratched his head:
"Well... now that we've got the recipe, how about we go to the market and buy some bamboo shoots?"
No matter what, just make do with it and satisfy your craving for now.
His wife glared at him and said, "Are you too rich to spend money?! These bamboo shoots are so abundant in everyone's bamboo forest. It's easy to break off two of them!"
"Besides, it was sold for five yuan a pound at the market this morning. I won't eat it! It has a weird smell. Who would like this?"
He turned around and continued to pack his things with a snort.
Courier: …
Does this mean he likes to eat it or not? Will he want the bamboo shoots tomorrow or not
Song Tan didn't know that he had hurt the feelings of a young couple. He glanced at the rearview mirror:
"Qiao Qiao, do you remember how many kilograms of bamboo shoots we have in total?"
Qiao Qiao held the handbag worth twelve thousand in her arms and shouted, "There are still three hundred and twenty kilograms!"
Originally there were more than 400 kilograms of them. I kept a few broken ones for home and left the rest at the express station.
They were divided into bags of three kilograms and five kilograms each, making it easier for Qiao Qiao to collect the money.
Song Tan thought to himself: whether it is spring bamboo shoots or winter bamboo shoots, they are very heavy, this wave of 6,000 to 7,000 yuan is a sure thing. Oh, today's wages are almost spent.
Delicious!
That’s right, they didn’t have to worry about sales this time. According to the number counted by mobile phone, the quantity was just right.
Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that someone may need to increase the quantity temporarily, but we cannot rule out the possibility that someone may not be able to come due to something else... Enough is enough.
In fact, when it comes down to it, it’s only been a few days since the stalls were closed here, and now the bamboo shoots are sold out as soon as they come out... It’s hunger marketing, it’s true.
Come again tomorrow!
Old town, big market by the river.
The vegetable vendor huddled in front of his stall, looking familiar with the place.
His place is remote, and without Song Tan coming to set up the stall, the place suddenly seems empty and deserted.
A familiar face from the vegetable market came over leisurely, picking the vegetables in front of him, reluctantly:
"Why are they so expensive? How can this Chinese cabbage be sold for ten yuan a pound? And this shallot, twelve yuan a pound? You guys are really good at making money!"
Vegetables are expensive this year and the vegetable vendors are helpless.
"Big sister, these vegetables are expensive, and I don't have the final say in the entire market. Our purchase price is so high, there's nothing we can do about it!"
"Last week, this little cabbage was selling for seven yuan. Now the price has suddenly increased. We can't do anything about it."
Not only have the prices of vegetables gone up, but pork and eggs have also gone up.
The eldest sister understood it, but she couldn't help complaining in her heart. At this moment, she was picking and choosing at the stall, hesitating between the Chinese cabbage and lettuce, and couldn't make up her mind.
After hesitating for a long time, I finally selected two crispy and tender cabbages and stuffed them into the plastic bag:
"Here, help me weigh it—"
As soon as he finished speaking, the vegetable vendor in front of him jumped up and waved his hands as if he saw money:
"Come, come, come! There's space here for you! My five pounds!"
The aunt who was buying vegetables was stunned, and saw that the whole market seemed to be in commotion, with people coming towards this side from all directions.
In front of her, an ordinary pickup truck was parked steadily on the side of the road, and then a young man and woman walked out - they were quite handsome.
The clothes they wore were a little tacky, and the girl's shirt was stained with mud. At this moment, she held onto the back of the cart, jumped directly on, and then carried down basket after basket.
The aunt took a closer look—Isn’t this a bamboo shoot? !
There seems to be no shortage of them on the street. Could it be that they are clearing out their stock at a low price
She felt a chill in her heart, and then immediately seized the opportunity and firmly held the C position!
The next moment, the vegetable vendor came over, waving a red banknote in his hand: "Quick, quick, give me five pounds!"
Wow!
The aunt wanted to say to him at that time - you sell vegetables yourself, and you still buy vegetables from others. You should know that your vegetables are expensive, right
But the handsome boy smiled sweetly, and then took a bag of bamboo shoots from the basket without hesitation.
He folded the hundred-yuan cash and stuffed it into the pocket behind the QR code on his chest.
The vegetable vendor took the bamboo shoots, opened them and took a look at them happily, then sat back at his stall calmly.
Here, she called out to the auntie: "Do you want more of this little cabbage?"
The aunt was stunned.
No way? This hundred yuan was only used to buy a bag of bamboo shoots, weighing three or five kilograms, and there was no follow-up!
Don't you guys ask for money
Her face was full of sighs and vigilance: "I see, you two are acting as each other's shills, right?"
The vegetable vendor was not at all bothered by the mud on the bamboo shoots. He peeled off the bamboo shoot skin with his hands and took a look. Without even looking up, he said happily:
"What do you mean by a shill? Oh, it's a good thing to be able to grab it. There are no more in the group that came yesterday. Ah, sister, you mean bamboo shoots? Twenty-one pounds, they are gone today, hurry up tomorrow."
Twenty-one pounds
The old lady was furious at the time, thinking that you guys are really driving up the price! I don’t believe there is another fool who would come here—
Before I could finish my words, I saw a group of people coming from all directions.
No one asked about the price, but just quoted the quantity:
"Three pounds!"
"Five pounds!"
"My sister is not here, give me the five pounds of Juan'er—"
Next to it is a series of code scanning prompt sounds:
"One hundred yuan has arrived in my Alipay account!"
"Sixty yuan has been credited to my WeChat account!"
"… "
The old lady watched helplessly as the baskets on the back of the cart were lifted off one by one, and then quickly divided up. If this was a stooge, then the bamboo shoot seller must be really rich!
And she saw that many of them were familiar faces from the vegetable market.
It's hard for her not to be moved by this.
But twenty-one pounds...
So he hesitated and asked the vegetable vendor in front of him: "Why are so many people buying this vegetable? Don't you think it's expensive?"
“How can I not think it’s expensive?”
The vegetable vendor grinned, "It's expensive! Too expensive! I could eat all of these five pounds of peeled bamboo shoots in one meal. Just one hundred yuan for this dish, think about it, how can it not be expensive?"
The old lady frowned subconsciously and pointed out: "You guys don't know how to eat bamboo shoots. It's not just the bamboo shoots that can be eaten. Chop up the outer layer of bamboo shoots and stir-fry them with chili peppers-"
Perhaps it was because the middle-aged woman's naturally high-pitched voice was so attractive that for a moment, many people who had bought bamboo shoots stopped and listened carefully to her explanation.
There was also a young man who said hurriedly: "Don't worry, sister, I'll record a sound first—"