At 12 o'clock in the night, the group who went to the fields to harvest cabbages finally came back with full baskets.
Song Tan looked down: these cabbages had thin roots, and the soil at the roots had obviously been gently washed. Now they were neatly tied with straw, and they looked so fresh and juicy.
"Mom, how much did you collect?"
Several large plastic baskets were filled.
"We weighed more than 1,000 jin in the field, all of which were weighed at one jin. Some were weighed at 1 jin and one liang, and some were less than one liang. Anyway, there were 1,000, which was convenient for counting."
Wulan explained while wiping her hands.
"OK."
Song Tan placed the big baskets one by one on the big scale at home, and then raised his hand to put them on the pickup truck.
Wulan was used to her great strength now. When she saw her moving baskets, she told everyone to wash their hands, rest and prepare for dinner.
Working in the fields late at night, I'm not tired, but I'm not quite used to it yet.
The wattage of the lights in the yard was low, and the whole yard was dimly lit. However, the fire in front of the stove was soaring into the sky, reflecting the dumplings rolling in the pot, which were plump and cute. Everyone smelled the unique aroma of dumplings and couldn't help but feel hungry.
Some people who are working are still thinking:
"Wulan, I see your vegetable crops are really good. Where did you buy the seedlings from? If you have extras next time, give me a few."
This is not a big deal, Wu Lan nodded directly: "Okay. My daughter said that after we pull out the cabbages, we will plant peppers. Do you want pepper seedlings?"
“As good as your cabbage?”
The young cabbages are so crisp and juicy that everyone was envious when they were growing in the field.
But Wulan couldn't guarantee this: "You'll have to ask Tantan. I used very expensive fertilizer on my land. I don't know how your crops will grow."
After these words were spoken, the big guy who was originally ready to make a move calmed down.
We have been farming for decades. Whether the vegetables are good or not depends on the variety, but also on the subsequent planting.
Seeing that the crops in their fields are all ordinary varieties, I guess the reason they grow so well is probably because of those special fertilizers.
Oh, the prices of fertilizer urea have been rising year after year. It would be a pity if we don’t farm now, otherwise the whole family will have nothing to eat by the end of the year!
Forget it.
The plump white dumplings rose and fell in the pot, and Qiao Qiao scooped them up with a slotted spoon and put them into a bowl. Everyone ate them with vinegar and sighed:
"Tan Tan, isn't farming more comfortable than working in Ningcheng?"
Ah this.
Song Tan thought to himself: Actually, it is still somewhat comfortable.
But she also knew that she shouldn't say that, so she just smiled silently.
This smile seemed to bring enthusiasm to everyone. The aunties in the village began to talk about it: "Of course, it's so comfortable to work from 9 to 5, and go home to farm in the wind and sun..."
"That's right. I have fewer places to spend money at home. But I can't make much money from selling vegetables. Look at these two acres of cabbage. I have to transport them to Ningcheng in the middle of the night before I can sell them. It's hard for us farmers..."
"Yes," Wu Lan also echoed seriously: "If the children hadn't insisted on doing this, I really wouldn't have dared to invest money in it. Now all the money for my retirement has been put into it."
As soon as she started to play the victim, everyone started to comfort her: "You can't say that. Young people nowadays are bold and capable. I see that Douyin still has something to sell online. If it sells well, it can make millions a year!"
"Yes, our Tan Tan grows good vegetables. Let's take them to Ningcheng and find a reliable wholesaler. Even if it's cheaper, we can still earn some worry-free money!"
"Yes, Wulan, don't worry too much. Didn't you say that most of your products have been ordered by a big boss who likes to eat green vegetables? Those that can protect the capital, the rest are all pure profit, and you won't suffer any loss."
Zhang Yanping's mouth twitched when he heard this. He was speechless and could only concentrate on eating dumplings.
Xin Jun, however, had difficulty swallowing.
Having been here for so long, he has never provided his family with even a single scallion or a head of garlic, and has completely forgotten about the farm stay at home.
But the problem is that the cabbage is not resistant to transportation, and it is not feasible to send it over a long distance!
How about buying a pound of tea
Every time you serve tea to customers, adding one or two tea leaves into the pot of tea is also a way to improve word of mouth, right
As for honey... His farm house does sell honey water for hangover relief. After all, customers who are drunk don't care about the price, so he charges a very high price of 12 yuan per cup.
But the purchase price of Song Tan honey is 1,000 yuan per bottle, which is not cost-effective.
He thought about it and sent a message to his mother in the middle of the night:
Chinese cabbage is not resistant to transportation. Cucumbers will be available in May, and I will come to discuss cooperation then.
However, Xin's mother had already found out about it, and now she asked:
Cabbage is not resistant to transportation, so please bring back some chopped green onions so we can make scallion rolls.
Xin Jun: His mother really does think about it.
But there were only a few acres of onions planted, so how could there be any extra to supply the family? The city had to send another batch every now and then.
He told his mother about the situation, but Xin's mother said disdainfully: "This is not okay, that is not okay, then what are you doing there? Eating for free?"
Xin Jun hasn't had the chance to eat white rice yet. He is paid a regular salary here, but he can't say this, otherwise he will definitely be taken home to work as a waiter.
I could only stammer: "Mom, I think this family farm model is pretty good. I'll check it out. If it doesn't work out, we can also build a farm vegetable base at home..."
The food was gurgling here, and the aunts who came to work over there each finished two large bowls of dumplings, filling their stomachs. Now they had to go to the pot again to prepare some dumpling soup.
"Hey, didn't you say you were so full that you couldn't walk? Why are you still drinking soup?"
"I can't just fill the cracks! Besides, the original soup should be used to digest the original food. This dumpling soup is easier to digest."
Uncle Seven quickly stopped him: "Don't drink the dumpling soup, I've made some Tremella soup here, drink more!"
With a shake of the big spoon, the smooth white fungus, red dates, wolfberries and lotus seeds poured into everyone's bowl.
This time, the aunts were really dumbfounded.
The sweet aroma of Tremella soup wafted over them, but they really held on (*꒦ິ⌓꒦ີ).
As for the hot, translucent, milky dumpling soup, his cousin poured it into a large bucket beside him.
I washed the cabbage roots and mixed them in. I first poured a spoonful of water on the three little dogs and one dog that were whining at home, and then I divided half a bucket for the few treasures who were guarding the house.
The remaining half bucket...
Qiao Qiao had already added wheat bran and rice bran into it as she knew how to do it.
It was late at night, people were having supper, so let's give the pigs a snack too. The dumplings were so delicious that I could almost hear the pigs screaming in the back hills.