Wu Lan also happily took out her phone and asked, "What time are you leaving tomorrow morning? I'll ask them to wait for you at home."
Song Tan thought for a moment and said, "Why not ask Aunt Bonnie to come and help me clean up the dishes tomorrow morning? It's fifty dollars. Mom, what do you think?"
What can I do
"fine."
Wulan no longer considers the 50 yuan salary as money.
After all, she gradually realized how good the things at home were. Besides, everyone had work to do, including herself.
It's better to spend fifty dollars to hire someone to help clean the vegetables than to let him waste time picking tea, right
Wulan was calculating very quickly, and her voice messages were very straightforward:
"Boni, I just told Tantan that she will take you with her when she goes to sell vegetables tomorrow morning. But if you are free in the morning, can you go to the vegetable field at six o'clock to help pick the vegetables? It will take about one or two hours, and the wages are fifty yuan."
Soon, Li Baoni's voice also echoed in the phone:
"How can I ask for wages? Tantan drove us to the city, and I didn't even mention the money..."
The two of them exchanged words again. Song Tan simply changed his location and re-edited the notification he had sent to the group.
Vegetables for sale! Tomorrow morning at 9:30, at the riverside market, shallots, garlic sprouts, coriander, and nepeta, twenty-one bunches as usual. To ensure the freshness of the vegetables, the dirt cannot be cleaned, so the weight of one bunch is still about 1.2 jin. If you mind, please don't buy.
Also, I will take some pictures of the vegetable field tomorrow morning to show you the environment. The farmers grow pure green vegetables without any fertilizers or pesticides.
My goodness, the whole group exploded instantly.
Ever since the story of Astragalus ended, this girl selling vegetables has been doing nothing.
She only sold bamboo shoots twice in between, but now the skins were almost peeled off, so she started selling vegetables again.
How can one stop looking forward to it
Although they sell some condiments...
But it doesn’t matter!
Fried thousand sheets of tofu with nepeta, fried crucian carp with scallion and scrambled eggs, beef balls with coriander and fish soup, twice-cooked pork with garlic sprouts…
Eating this way also saves money!
After all, if you stir-fry a pound of green vegetables, a large pot will shrink to a plate. But if you replace it with this side dish, it is completely sustainable.
And if they want, after buying these vegetables, they can even leave the onions and other heads in water and wait for them to sprout again.
Perfect!
Everyone was excited for a moment, and they gave simple and plain applause in the group, but privately they had already decided how much they wanted to buy!
I won’t say any more. I have to check the recipe tonight! I have to go to the market early tomorrow morning to buy the freshest beef to go with the meatballs!
Xin Jun had just finished checking Qiao Qiao's homework and was walking down the stairs slowly when he heard a reminder from his cell phone.
When Teacher Xin saw it, he felt depressed.
He has clearly moved into Old Song's house, so why does he have to notify the group about the news of selling vegetables
and…
He quickly walked to Song Tan:
"Song Tan, can we wholesale the vegetables you just mentioned?"
Then... it must be impossible, right
Song Tan thought for a moment and said, "These vegetables cover half an acre, but I am not afraid of getting old. I plan to keep them and go to the vegetable market every day to sell them slowly."
Just find something for yourself to do.
I run a vegetable business, and I finally put together a group, so I have to have something to keep it popular!
Wait until the pak choy is on the market, and then see if there is any left over for wholesale.
Xin Jun was dumbfounded.
People always say “those who are close to the water get the moon first”, he is close to the water, but why doesn’t the moon give him a chance
After thinking for a while, Song Tan called out again: "Brother Yan Ping, there are still a lot of onions and garlic that we prepared at home, right? Tomorrow we will pick the vegetables, and you can bury those onions and garlic."
In short, we can’t give the land a chance to breathe, we have to keep up with the pace!
Zhang Yanping had just discussed the menu with his seventh cousin, and now, looking at the group of ten people approaching from afar, he finally confirmed it:
"Other people want to eat, are you really not going to charge them?"
"No."
Uncle Seven said firmly: "I only make 3,000 yuan a month, and I cook for so many people. Do you think my old bones are strong?"
That being said, my old bones seem to be quite strong recently and I feel comfortable everywhere.
Zhang Yanping was reluctant to give up the money he had received, and felt very aggrieved at the moment: "Seventh cousin, you don't even want to earn money even though you have it? If you count so many people, it will be a lot every day."
My seventh cousin was also very proud.
"Young man, when will you have enough money? I, your uncle, have plenty of money now."
What else can I say
Zhang Yanping watched a group of people whispering and thinking about bargaining, and now he put on a smile and went up to them.
"I'm sorry, everyone... My uncle is old and can't cook for so many people. Everyone, take a break or go home to eat."
When these words were spoken, the group of grown men who had just concluded their bargaining strategies were instantly dumbfounded.
"No - we don't eat much, it's just a matter of having two more fast kids!"
As soon as he said this, Zhang Yanping looked at them and said, "My goodness, you are eating the meal for two people. Is this an extra pair of idiots? This is an extra pigsty!"
Thinking about it this way, I really shouldn't let my seventh cousin work so hard.
If they could really eat it anytime and anywhere, people would just come here to eat in the future. He saw that Tan Tan had no intention of opening a canteen in the village.
So I had to reach out to the grass carp uncle:
"Uncle Caoyu, where's your water cup? Let me make you some tea."
Uncle Caoyu originally thought that the food was a bit expensive because of Brother Loach, but now that he couldn't eat it, he felt empty inside.
I'm hesitating now and don't want to leave so easily.
He simply waved his hand and said, "Just use your cup to brew tea for me. Let me have a taste of what your expensive tea tastes like."
Alas, this village is beautiful and has everything good, except that the consumption is too high.
But he doesn't give me a chance to consume!
Everyone was mumbling, and they were more and more certain that they must not let anyone else know about this, otherwise, how could they, with their old arms and legs, compete with the young people nowadays
While sighing and throwing the minnows he caught into Song Tan's pond, he also laughed at himself:
"We are paying for food, and we have to fish in the pond... It smells so good."
When I turned around again, I saw Zhang Yanping coming out with a crystal clear glass.
A shallow layer of green buds inside fluttered up and down, and then slowly fell upright back to the bottom of the cup.
But the green tea ripples with the waves, and every breath of air seems to carry a rich and fresh fragrance.
Uncle Grass Carp instantly regretted:
"Oh, this tea! It should be brewed in my cup!"
Zhang Yanping raised his eyebrows and thought -
The tea is now out. Can you guys at least pool your money to buy a pound today
Otherwise, is he really going to earn only enough for lunch money