The uncle was so angry that he wanted to flip the table:
"Is this just a dozen bucks?"
Mao Li also stiffened her neck: "Bad, how can it not be bad? The older one doesn't make any money, and he stays at home every day doing facial masks and manicures. The younger one still needs me to pay for interest classes and kindergarten. How can we live without saving money?"
Her words were full of hidden meanings, and she was indirectly criticizing her own daughter-in-law who neither worked nor paid any money.
However, there is always someone stronger than you. Sun Yanyan stared at the TV seriously, as if she didn't hear what was said at all.
Mao Li punched the cotton with her fist, then held her breath and pointed her spearhead at Song Tan and Song Hongmei:
"And Hongmei, she's an aunt after all, but why isn't she stingy all day long? She took away everything that Tantan gave her, leaving nothing for us. These aunt and nephew are really cunning!"
Speaking of this, Sun Yanyan suddenly remembered: "Mom, didn't my aunt give us a bag of locust flowers the day before yesterday?"
Mao Li snorted, "That thing can't be kneaded or squeezed. When I came back to move things, it was weighed down by dozens of kilograms of lettuce. How can I still use it? I threw it away the night before last."
"Oh," Sun Yanyan lamented, "Why did you just throw it away? The locust flowers in this market are very expensive, ten yuan a pound."
After saying this, Mao Li stood up again angrily:
"Don't just sit around at home and go to the market with me."
Sun Yanyan didn't want to move - her mother-in-law was always trying to get money from her, and maybe she would give it to her sister-in-law. She was stupid enough to pay for it herself!
"Where are you going..." Very reluctantly.
Mao Li held her breath and said, "Buy groceries! What else can I do? I just serve you guys every day - if you still want to eat lettuce for lunch, then I won't go."
Sun Yanyan followed immediately.
She didn't want to pay for it, but whoever wanted to eat the lettuce could eat it. Anyway, she had eaten enough.
After thinking for a while, he said, "Mom, it seems that when my aunt left, she also took some bamboo shoots. Tantan said that she was planning to sell them too. Maybe she will be there today. Why don't we go to the big market by the river?"
The vegetable market was a little far from home, and Mao Li had a very unpleasant experience there last time, so she secretly vowed in her heart that she would never go there again.
But she was in a bad mood at the moment, so she snorted coldly, but finally turned around.
Sun Yanyan was right, Song Tan really came today.
This time she came alone to sell vegetables. A big QR code was pasted on the bed of the pickup truck. She was so perfunctory that she didn't even take the bamboo shoots down. Instead, she squatted in the bed of the pickup truck, handing over the money with one hand and the goods with the other.
The scene was lively and noisy. If it weren't for the fact that all the people who came were elderly men (after all, when it comes to buying goods and vegetables, young people have almost no chance in the vegetable market), it would have been like a concert held in a pile of pickup trucks and bamboo shoots.
Although Qiao Qiao didn't come today, Song Tan didn't feel busy being alone.
—I have been practicing for more than a month. Although I am still in the Qi training stage, I have finally made some progress and have gradually begun to sense spiritual consciousness.
Although she seldom used spiritual energy due to its preciousness and scarcity, it was easy for her to strengthen her memory and listen to the payment messages on her phone and the amounts requested by everyone.
Not to mention that she wasn't entirely alone in her work.
Look, the vegetable vendor next to him also lent a hand and helped collect the cash!
After all, among the older customer group, not everyone can use a smartphone smoothly.
If they were both in the same business, they should be competitors, right? The vegetable vendor wouldn't abandon his own stall to help.
But the problem is, that also depends on your level!
If it was the vegetable vendor next door to the right, he would at most help watch the stall while others went to the toilet, but he would never leave his own stall to work.
Can be replaced with Songtan...
For example, once her little pickup truck stops, the customers rushing over from the surrounding area will never even look at these ordinary vegetables.
Why is he just sitting there? He might as well come and build some connections.
However, the girl was young and straightforward. She was busy on the truck bed and when she heard him asking polite questions, she casually arranged a job for her to collect cash.
The vegetable vendor was actually a little flattered.
With such a full truckload of bamboo shoots, her cash flow is incredible.
So I became more serious.
But after an hour of hard work, when the number of people decreased, he looked at his pockets full of money and suddenly realized -
What trust
Isn't what I'm doing the same job as this girl's stupid brother
Turning his head again, Song Tan saw that there were fewer people, so he turned around and brought him a bag of three kilograms of bamboo shoots.
"Take it. I won't charge you any money."
Hey, it’s raining red rain from the sky, and even the stingy person is being plucked!
The vegetable vendor was not polite. He opened the plastic bag and looked at the three big winter bamboo shoots and a handful of spring bamboo shoots inside. He couldn't help but sigh again:
"Of the three kilograms of bamboo shoots, two and a half kilograms are shelled, and this is all that's left."
All together, it's only enough for one plate, and it has to be a shallow plate.
He sighed to Song Tan: "I finished all those kilograms of bamboo shoots I bought from your house last time in one meal. Why don't you provide such delicious dishes to five-star hotels? Why do you have to sell them to me every day?"
He could afford to buy it, but he couldn't bear to eat it every day. He worked hard to make money even when he was sleeping at night, for fear that he would not have enough to eat one day.
What a sin!
Song Tan laughed: "You are worrying too early. We are still at the doorstep now. Dig whatever you can. In two months, the vegetables in my field will be ripe. If you don't pay me 100 yuan a day, I will be impressed by your determination!"
If one hundred yuan is all for vegetables, for example five kilograms of cabbage, it is enough for the whole family to have a full meal.
What if it's like this bamboo shoot, with the skin and shell still there... 100 yuan? I'm afraid I can only eat it fresh.
He sighed, "I just bought cherries for my child, I don't feel so distressed."
Turning around, he became interested again: "What kind of vegetables do you grow in your field? Are they of the same quality as these?"
Song Tan thought about the vegetable seeds and seedlings that he had used his spiritual power on since the seed soaking, and nodded confidently: "Not bad at all."
The vegetable vendor shuddered: "That price..."
Song Tan hadn't really considered the price yet, but since they were vegetables he ate every day, even if they were sold at a sky-high price, what would happen
She doesn't want to be the richest person.
So he nodded and said, "Old rules, twenty yuan per pound." I'm used to doing the math, it's convenient.
The vegetable vendor counted the vegetables he had just mentioned on his fingers:
The Chinese cabbage will sprout soon and will be available on the market on Labor Day. Then there will be tomatoes, cucumbers, eggplants, and cowpeas - oh my god, these will be sold every month!
How much would it cost him
After thinking for a while, the vegetable vendor came over again and said, "Girl, do you sell these vegetables wholesale? What's the wholesale price?"