Brother Zhang was tearing off the tape smoothly, and seeing that the young couple was not ready yet, he couldn't help but get a little anxious:
"Have you thought about it? Baba has come here, if you don't buy something, won't you feel at a loss when you go back?"
"Besides, I'll be leaving soon after the goods are packed and loaded. I'm in a hurry. If you don't come with me, you'll have to drive out of this mountain road by yourself. Is that okay?"
The rain was falling loudly, hitting the simple plastic shed in the yard with a crackling sound.
It was dark, and there were still a few lights on in the shed. The couple looked at each other, then looked at the big pot that was warming over there, and said hesitantly:
"Then... can we have another bowl of Tremella soup? We ate it too fast..."
The girl blushed in embarrassment: "... I can't taste anything."
Song Tan had really finished his work and had sat down completely. He smiled when he heard this: "Sure. Serve yourself and eat as much as you want."
I’m just afraid that you don’t have such a big belly.
"Brother Zhang, don't rush to pack your food, go have a bowl too."
"Okay!"
Brother Zhang is not shy!
After packing up the items on hand and marking them, he immediately went to serve the soup as he was familiar with the process.
Why was he so active in coming to Song Tan's house? This was also a reason.
While drinking soup, I was worried: "It's raining so hard, will I be able to go to the garden to pick vegetables later?"
"It's okay," Song Tan glanced at the sky: "It's summer now, the rain will go away in a hurry, it will definitely stop by the evening."
Brother Zhang: …
Incredible! How long have you been doing farm work since you came home? You can even read the weather, and you are still so confident!
Maybe there's some talent involved.
At this moment, the intoxicated couple looked at each other again and finally made up their minds: "We want a pound of this Tremella, but can we pack it in portions like you do when you buy it online?"
Now it was Brother Zhang's turn to be surprised - he didn't realize that these two people, who seemed to be hesitant, could spend money so efficiently
The young man said with a bitter face: "Can you only buy half a pound of your tea?"
Song Tan wanted to shake his head, but seeing the two of them looking at him eagerly—
From far away.
"Okay, the packaging box will be charged extra."
The two of them were instantly delighted, and now they were together again, talking to their phones, and then asked, "I saw everyone in the comments talking about honey, you guys are talking about honey too, how do you sell honey? Do you have any?"
Yes, there are a few cans that Qiao Qiao just brought back.
Song Tan nodded: "1,000 yuan per pound, but didn't you buy honey?"
If the beekeeper hadn't introduced them, they wouldn't have followed me.
The young man smiled naively: "Yes, I bought it and tried it at that time. It was really good. But your Tremella soup is really delicious. I think... maybe it's expensive for a reason."
Look! This is enlightenment! Song Tan likes this kind of straightforwardness!
Wulan was helping to clean up the evening dishes. She looked at Aunt Lianhua and was overjoyed:
"I'll pack it for you right away."
Brother Zhang held the bowl in his hands and watched the deal go through. Thinking about the money he had earned from packing and delivering packages, he felt that the Tremella soup was not sweet enough.
There is really a huge difference between people.
It was just as Song Tan said.
The heavy rain only lasted for an hour or so, and it stopped completely when Brother Zhang finished packing all the express deliveries.
Song Youde put on his rain boots slowly and then asked, "Xiao Zhang, what dish do you want?"
Brother Zhang thought for a moment and said, "One pound each. Three pounds of pakchoy."
When his wife and her family come over, he has to show off somehow.
Besides, they haven’t eaten it for a long time.
When he comes to pack up, he can get some soup or something, but his wife at home didn't get to eat, so he took this opportunity to let his wife have a good meal so he wouldn't have to worry about spending money.
"OK."
Song Youde carried the basket and walked towards the garden. While Song Tan was helping to load the packages onto the truck, he looked at the neatly packed packages and then at Brother Zhang, who was sweating profusely. He pondered for a moment and whispered,
"Brother Zhang, it's your credit that this customer came here today. I'll give you two handfuls of broken white fungus later. Don't complain about the poor quality."
Business is business, personal relationships are personal relationships, they are two different things.
Bad quality
Brother Zhang was so happy that he almost fainted!
!
Tremella! 80 yuan for 10 grams, don't talk about broken or whole ones. Don't you have to break it up if you want to eat it at home
What’s more, you can add more water and ingredients at home and make it thinner, which will be enough for several meals!
How could I dislike it!
He was overjoyed.
At this moment, looking at the two young lovers in front who were happily watching Wang Lifen and Wu Lan packing the goods, they felt that they were shining with golden light all over their bodies.
It seems that next time I get customers, I’ll have to find a way to bring them here!
That is to say, there is a layer of separation between us and the Internet. If you actually come to my house and sit down, eat something and drink something, the business will be done!
He was extremely excited, and the way he held the package at this moment looked like he was injected with chicken blood.
When the group left with their full load, someone suddenly shouted from outside the yard:
"Thirty percent, thirty percent!"
Song Sancheng came out and took a look: "Mao Zhu, how come you have time to come here?"
Zhou Maozhu smiled innocently: "It's raining now. I think there will be no tea leaves this afternoon. Let's take a break."
Song Sancheng laughed out loud: "I'm sorry to have troubled you."
"Not tired, not tired, not tired!"
Zhou Maozhu shook his head like a rattle - he could make money from frying tea every day, and there were so many people in the village who envied him!
"Your tea is really good. I'd be happy with it even if you don't pay me. Look how energetic I am these days!"
Song Sancheng didn't dare to respond to this. Their products were too good. If he continued, he was afraid that people would ask him how much he sold his tea per kilogram.
However, he didn't answer, and Zhou Maozhu started asking: "Sancheng, how do you sell your tea? I don't ask for sifting every day, I just mix and fry it like this, and the taste is still so good..."
"I had planned to keep one kilogram of the two kilograms of spring tea for my own drinking and give one kilogram to my son, but he gave it to me as a gift and I am leaving with both boxes."
"He called and said that if the price was right, he would buy another 10 kilograms to give away..."
"I was thinking..." Zhou Maozhu said a little embarrassedly: "Didn't you say at that time that you would give it to my family..."
"Give!"
Song Sancheng was very unhappy because of these 5 kilograms of tea, but since he had agreed, there was no regret!
What's more, the tea leaves at home are roasted to perfect temperature and have perfect aroma. Zhou Maozhu's skills are simply impeccable!
Let him do it himself, he doesn't have the ability to do it!