The weather is getting hotter and hotter. The sunshine has been too bright these days. The white fungus drying in the yard has gradually turned from snow-white to a slightly yellowish, dry and hard color.
Zhang Yanping walked around the shelf twice, wanting to use the Time Magic for the umpteenth time so that the Tremella could be packed and sold quickly.
But before selling it, there is still a problem to be solved -
"Tan Tan, have you ever thought about how to price Tremella?"
Song Tan: …
It doesn’t matter, there’s still time to think about it now.
She turned around and asked her seventh cousin, "What is the general price of wild Tremella fuciformis?"
Uncle Qi was watching a short video. He didn't even raise his head when he heard this: "It depends on the quality."
"They sell it on the street, half a catty for 35 yuan. They say it's wild, do you believe it? When I was cooking for someone before, I heard that they bought top-grade basswood white fungus, half a catty was about 300 to 400 yuan."
"It's up to you."
Song Tan thought for a moment and asked again, "How many grams of Tremella fuciformis do you need to make a bowl of it?"
Who can say for sure
Uncle Qi was a little speechless: "What are you asking? You don't even know whether to eat thick or thin food. You might as well ask how many grams a person can absorb in a day - 10 grams is enough!"
Song Tan didn't care about his attitude. He laughed and turned to Zhang Yanping and said happily:
"Did you hear me? One portion is 10 grams. Just estimate how much it costs for 10 grams."
Zhang Yanping thought for a moment and said, "The broken ear on top is 50 yuan for 10 grams, and the intact ear on the bottom is 80 yuan. Do you think it's appropriate?"
After working together for a long time, Zhang Yanping also understood the essence of pricing: it has to be expensive, but also easy to count.
Although I haven’t seen Song Tan do any statistics so far - what can’t a mobile phone calculator solve
Song Tan thought for a moment and said, "Okay, but we won't sell the broken pieces. We'll keep them for ourselves."
80 yuan per gram, if you can sell it, it is as precious as tea. If you keep the good ones for yourself, you have to start frying the Ulan first.
Anyway, the nutritional value of the whole or broken ones is the same, so you might as well drink it yourself.
"OK!"
Zhang Yanping couldn't wait to go to the link.
His calculating cousin is really generous when it comes to food and drink.
Tea and honey are so expensive, but if my family wants to drink them, they can have them every day.
But the price is there, and even if he is as shameless as he is, he only dares to drink it once a day just to taste it.
As he was speaking, Song Youde came in from outside the yard with a happy look on his face, and without saying a word he got on his beloved electric bike.
Song Tan couldn't help wondering: "Grandpa, what else is there to do?"
There is only a small area of Tremella fuciformis on the mountain, and it can be harvested in just one day!
Song Youde smiled with his teeth showing, "Tan Tan, I see the tobacco plants on the field are growing tall and strong, with big, plump leaves. They are ready to be harvested."
"I'll go to your house and get some bricks to build a stove!"
As he said this, he turned the handle and drove away with a rumble.
"What is my grandpa going to do?"
Song Tan didn't understand.
Zhang Yanping was also confused.
The seventh cousin was excited: "Growing tobacco?! Oh, that would require a good stove, and I haven't even gone to the field to check!"
He stopped watching short videos and just put his phone aside, feeling more energetic.
Not long after, the electric car roared into the yard again. Song Tan took a look and saw that the back seat was also filled with a universal basket. Were they the old red bricks that were dug out from the house
There was also a bag of cement and three bags of sand next to it.
Song Youde was not shy this time: "Tan Tan, I told them that they asked me to pull it because you agreed."
Song Tan: …
With just this little bit of cement and sand, how could she refuse? The engineering team knew it very well.
"Grandpa, what are you doing with this? Roasting tobacco leaves?"
Song Tan reacted.
She seemed to have never seen it before, and found it quite novel.
Song Youde had already started working, and even his seventh cousin came to help, using a tile trowel to knock off the cement and sand stuck on the old bricks.
"Yes! The tobacco is growing well. We can't waste it."
The two of them took time out of their busy schedules to pay attention to her.
Song Tan: …
Wow, why are these two old guys so proactive!
But Song Tan was also a little puzzled: "Why do we need to build a stove? How did we bake at home before?"
Song Youde lowered his head and said nothing.
Wang Lifen, however, laughed at him mercilessly: "How did you bake it in previous years?"
"In the past, he saved trouble by putting a yellow mud stove on top to dry the tobacco leaves. Last year, the tobacco leaves did not grow well. He was lazy and the temperature of the firewood below fluctuated. The tobacco leaves were burnt and damp... He kept complaining about it for a year!"
"Look, as soon as he saw you planting, he immediately started to sow the seeds. Do you think he really went to the field to check on the vegetables? He was obviously there to check on his tobacco leaves."
Song Youde raised his head and protested loudly: "Why aren't you looking at the dishes? I've looked at every dish! Looking at this is just a side job."
Wang Lifen just smiled and said nothing.
Song Youde:!
!
He held his breath, turned around and went back to picking up the bricks.
Fortunately, Song Youde had other topics to change. At this moment, he had shaken off the embarrassment and was excitedly gesticulating with his seventh cousin:
"You don't know, the tobacco leaves are shiny and thick, the widest part can't be covered by my two palms, I'm afraid it must be thirty or forty centimeters!"
The seventh cousin was indeed very supportive, and at this moment his eyes were full of anticipation: "Why didn't you pick up the film and come back to take a look?"
"Oh, the stove is not fixed yet, I can't bear to do it."
Song Sande also told the truth: "The tobacco leaves are so good, how can they be ruined? Let's build a drying house first. I'll take some time to top them and try the tender leaves on the top first."
Good job!
Uncle Seven was also stunned: "You didn't even let go of the top one?"
When tobacco grows tall and strong, it will bloom. Slender, trumpet-shaped flowers with a hint of purple and white will bloom at the top. They are symmetrical and quite beautiful.
The few leaves attached to the bottom of the flower stalk are too tender to be used, and flowering will affect the leaves' absorption of nutrients, so they can only be broken off.
Now that Song Youde said this, it can be seen that he has made the best use of things.
But the seventh cousin did not stop him. Instead, he thought, "I know how to build a roasting house. I used to do the roast duck in the hanging oven for others, and I did it all by myself from beginning to end. When the tobacco leaves are roasted, give me some."
Normally speaking, Song Youde is really a generous man. If he wants to pick something from the fields, he just needs to ask.
But now it involves tobacco. Song Tan has almost planted the two fields. He hesitated for a long time, and then said reluctantly:
“Can you really bake?”
The seventh cousin was trimming bricks with a tile trowel, and he spoke confidently: "Don't worry! It's just a baking room, right? It's stable!"
It’s just a matter of temperature control and stability. Can it be more difficult than hand-roasting a duck
My seventh cousin is really confident.
"Oh, by the way, we don't have enough bricks, and we may not have enough cement and sand... You can go get a few more trucks later."