Song Tan’s Chronicle

Chapter 169: 169. Pick white fungus

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Of course, restrictions on watermelon varieties are not only based on market demand, but also on whether there is enough labor at home to manage them.

For example, the early-maturing variety that the boss strongly recommended at the beginning has only one melon on each vine and does not require much intensive care.

Those that can produce two or three melons per plant require more effort and time.

Pruning to promote flowering and fruiting...it takes a lot of effort.

Song Tan briefly calculated the time in his mind—

"Boss, first we'll have 12,000 early-maturing seedlings and 2,500 mid-maturing seedlings."

"Send them all home to me before 6:30 tomorrow morning, okay?"

Alas, if I hadn’t sold some bamboo shoots and a few pounds of tea, I would have been short of money to buy seedlings.

Life is so hard.

Sure, why not?!

With such a big business, the boss was shaking with excitement. Even if he sold them at the wholesale price of 0.35 yuan per tree, he could still earn nearly 5,000 yuan!

Oops, there are not enough seedlings in my own greenhouse. I have to ask relatives for more.

but…

The boss looked at her worriedly again: "Girl, your family has 10 to 20 acres of land to grow watermelons? Have you found a distribution channel?"

"If you haven't found a good one, don't plant so much. It's too risky!"

Twenty mu of land, if you take good care of small melons like this, you can produce 3,000 kilograms per mu, which is not a small amount! If you lose money, you will suffer a lot!

Farming is not something you can just plant the seeds and wait for the harvest. During the process, you have to apply fertilizers and pesticides, manage the crops manually, and deal with natural and man-made disasters from time to time. The risks are huge.

After investing a year's worth of time and money, a sudden rainstorm caused the watermelons to explode in the field...

Which watermelon grower has not encountered this kind of thing

Besides, this stuff is put on the market in large quantities every year. If you plant so many without negotiating with the channels, it is very likely that the watermelons will not be sold and will rot in the fields.

After that year, all the hard work would have been wasted and that would have been the end of it.

The boss wants to make money, but in business, it’s best if everyone is doing well so that they can have a continuous and stable income.

What are the distribution channels? Nowadays, there is no other channel except setting up stalls and shopping online.

But Song Tan was not worried, and could only nod with a confident look on his face:

"Don't worry, it's all settled."

"Okay, okay, okay, okay!"

The boss smiled instantly.

Although negotiating the price in advance may often result in a loss, it is safer.

In this way, we only need to ensure the quality and quantity. We also have other seedlings in our greenhouse to maintain customers and achieve sustainable development.

Alas, there are so many things to worry about when doing business nowadays.

When I got home, I saw the father and son were still driving their tricycles with great interest.

Song Tan looked at her father riding on the tricycle and was reluctant to move. She couldn't help but laugh and said, "Dad, didn't you say you bought it for Uncle Zhang? Why are you riding it yourself?"

Song Sancheng was now confident again: "Your uncle Zhang has difficulty walking, so I can help you with any work you need. You can't bully him like this, right?"

Okay, the boss has the right to interpret everything.

Of course, whatever dad says is what it is.

but…

"Dad, we have to find another 20 people to go up the mountain to help plant watermelons tomorrow."

Song Sancheng was riding on his bike and couldn't help but frowning again: these twenty people came and wielded their hoes, and all the four thousand yuan was gone.

He was a little hesitant: "Growing watermelons is easier than the last job. Should we pay 150 yuan a day?"

Song Tan thought for a moment and said, "It's not necessary, Dad. We are all from the same village. We always have work to do, and it will save people from getting jealous and causing trouble."

Furthermore, one person’s workload from morning to night is about six to seven hundred trees a day, which is not an easy task.

If you give more money, at least everyone will be more careful when planting the seedlings.

There are twenty acres of mountain land, which will be of great use to the villagers in the future.

Song Sancheng understands the hardships of farming better than Song Tan, so he just mentioned it briefly and that’s all that matters now.

After he finished speaking, he stepped on the accelerator again, and the tricycle made a slight roar: "I'll go to the back mountain and tell your uncle Zhang to prepare some more fertilizer when he has time."

This is not just a statement, it's clearly a show-off!

Song Tan swallowed the unfinished words in his mouth, and now he had to change the subject: "Seventh cousin, I'm going to make you work hard tomorrow."

The seventh cousin snorted: "We do this for a living, it doesn't matter if it's hard or not. How strange!"

"If you really feel bad about it, didn't they say the Tremella fuciformis on the mountain has grown? Hurry up and pick a basket of them. Take advantage of the good weather in the next two days, dry them and I'll stew them."

This thing is like black fungus. It cannot be eaten immediately after being picked. It must go through a process of drying or drying.

Grandma Seven is old and has bad teeth, and Tremella fuciformis can moisten the intestines and stomach, so Uncle Seventh Cousin has been longing for this thing for a long time.

Song Tan smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go up the mountain now."

"Wait a minute," he pointed at Qiao Qiao, who was holding a tablet and watching Ultraman with great interest, "There's nothing to do right now, take him with you, it'll be good for him to gain some experience."

Now that Qiao Qiao is here, how can we still be missing Zhang Yanping

So the three of them, each carrying a basket and a sharp bamboo knife, went up the mountain with great interest.

Before leaving, Song Youde stopped him and said, "Tantan? Is the basket heavy? Otherwise, put it on the back seat of my car and I'll carry it up to you."

Song Tan: …

How heavy can an empty basket be? You just want to show off on your bike, right? But Grandpa, your back seat can only accommodate one person, so whether these three baskets can be stacked or not is another matter!

Zhang Yanping also sighed: "That mountain is built with my blood and sweat."

What blood and sweat? Isn't it just that I spent some effort when I planted the golden cherry

Song Tan was too lazy to say anything.

After a while, he pointed ahead and said, "Look, your hard work has blossomed. Can't you pick a few and take them home?"

The golden cherries planted in March are growing vigorously. With the help of spiritual energy, they are sprouting shoots, leaves and flowers like crazy.

When it was planted, it was trimmed like a short stake, but now its long branches and vines are hanging on the fence.

The white flowers with yellow cores look fairy-like, and if you smell them up close, you can smell a refreshing fragrance!

No wonder even if only a few flowers bloom sparsely, there are bees buzzing around them.

"This flower is so big!" Qiao Qiao immediately came forward and gestured: "When will there be more flowers? I'll bring Da Xiong over."

It's a pity that no one praised him for his careful observation.

Song Tan had also entered the chestnut forest and started picking white fungus from the neatly arranged mushroom sticks in the forest.

This is the first batch of Tremella, and the size is not very big. It seems that it has not expanded at all.

The largest one is only the size of a duck egg.

The sharp little bamboo knife picked up such large white fungus and stuck it to the root. With just a little force, it instantly cut them into the basket.