The pickup truck was moving slowly on the mountain road. Song Tan was driving steadily, and Qiao Qiao was carrying a cloth bag on his chest, which contained 4 washed cucumbers and two large bottles of water.
In addition to the safety belt on his chest, there was also an old-fashioned rubber band, which was tied into a knot diagonally from the shoulder to the waist. He had Ultraman Zero on his back, but he couldn't carry him due to his one-meter height, so he had to move him to the front and hold him.
The posture was like a hero holding his sword, looking particularly majestic.
The car suddenly jolted.
Qiao Qiao immediately turned around nervously and said, "Sister, will our watermelon burst?"
"It's okay," Song Tan comforted him, "Didn't you lay a thick layer of straw underneath? It's stable."
The straw stack was brought back from my uncle's house at the beginning of the year. Now it is used in the pigpen, chicken coop, and doghouse, and it has been almost used up.
In order to pull this cart of watermelons today, I collected most of them. If I go back to change the pigpen twice, there will be almost no straw left.
However, Song Tan was not in a hurry, because the rice in the fields was almost ripe, and he would be able to take over the job by then, which would be perfect.
"But there's no straw on top. What if it breaks?"
Qiao Qiao was still worried.
"It doesn't matter." Seeing that a large sum of money was about to come in, Song Tan was now particularly patient:
"Even if it breaks, we can still take it to the market and let everyone taste it to see if it's worth it."
"But, but..."
Qiao Qiao hugged Ultraman in his arms and became nervous at this moment: "But if that happens, won't we lose money? Building a house costs a lot of money, right?"
Oh, the little guy will worry!
Song Tan also whispered: "No."
"Think about it, when we usually sell vegetables in the market, don't those aunties and grandmothers like you very much? If the watermelon breaks, just think of it as Qiao Qiao inviting everyone to have a bite - would you be unwilling?"
It seems to make sense when you put it this way.
As expected, Qiao Qiao became quiet again.
Little did he know that Song Tan carefully avoided a pit, but at this moment he sighed—
Secretary Xiao Zhu is thinking about developing the rural areas every day, but before developing anything, can he first find a way to raise some money to repair the roads
It's become so bad that I'm scared to even give a watermelon as a gift. How can the country develop
But she just sighed, knowing clearly in her heart that without reliable projects, it would not be easy to get funding. No wonder she was pushing herself to grow bigger and stronger!
Fortunately, the journey was not long. In less than half an hour, they reached the main road and Song Tan finally found the silky smooth feeling.
The pickup truck rumbled forward towards the city.
At the riverside market, on a hot day, the vegetable vendors had just set up their stalls, so it should have been deserted. But people gradually began to gather on the roadside.
The vegetable vendor Lao Zhao also mixed in with the crowd, slipping left and right, and then he was stopped by the boss who was still waiting in the refrigerator to sell the braised goods:
"Old Zhao, didn't you sell all your stuff this afternoon? Why are you still wandering around the market now? Do you want to find another store?"
"I won't change."
Old Zhao sounded particularly proud when he spoke: Don’t underestimate his small shop, but there is a parking space at the back door and there is also an open space in the front to park electric vehicles, which is suitable for people like him who only work half a day!
When customers come, they just pick up their stuff and leave. How easy! No need to bargain or talk to people. Most of the day is spent wandering around...
These days are really decadent.
"Then what are you wandering around here for? Isn't it hot?"
The stewed goods boss was curious.
It is hot, of course. Old Zhao smiled and said, "The girl who sold vegetables before is coming to sell watermelons this afternoon. I ordered 10 of them. Look, the cart has been pulled here. I will send two to my old man and old lady at home, as well as to my wife's home in the evening."
Good job!
The stewed food owner gasped, "You are so generous! Nothing the little girl sells is cheap. How much is this watermelon per pound? Do you know how much the Kirin melon in the boutique downstairs costs? 8.8 per pound!"
He snorted angrily: "I'm not going to eat anything! In a few days, there will be a lot of street vendors selling them for two yuan a pound!"
Lao Zhao: …
If you keep talking like this, we won't be able to continue this topic.
He could only pretend nothing had happened and said, "20."
The stewed food owner was stunned: "20 each? That's not expensive..."
He also began to be tempted. After all, the business was so good, and he also wanted to try how delicious it was...
but.
Looking at Lao Zhao's wandering eyes, his mind suddenly popped up a terrifying idea -
"Isn't it 20 yuan per pound?"
Lao Zhao smiled dryly: "The new product discount is actually quite favorable..."
He was also very sad, but as long as he thought about the taste of vegetables at home these days—
In other words, what is the purpose of making money? You have to enjoy it!
…
He has calmed down, but the boss of the braised food shop has not.
He has been selling braised food here for 10 to 20 years. When has he ever eaten a watermelon that costs 20 yuan per pound
It’s only 9.9 yuan in the middle of winter!
Wait, why did he use "but..."? 9.9 is super expensive, okay!
The boss of the braised goods shop took a deep breath and decided to withdraw from the battlefield.
But when he looked back before leaving, he found that it was not only the middle-aged women who gathered in the crowd, but also young people who were slowly gathering together.
hateful!
My own braised food is so fragrant, with a rich aroma wafting around, but this group of people seemed to have lost their sense of smell and no one even took a second look!
—Why are the vegetables grown by others so popular? !
Thinking of this, his originally cold heart began to stir again. At this moment, he couldn't help but tiptoe and look forward.
At this moment, a shout suddenly came from the crowd: "The car is coming!"
My goodness, everyone rushed over there quickly as if they were catching a train.
By the time Song Tan parked the pickup truck and got out, the people in front of him had already lined up in a long, skillful queue.
Song Tan had no choice but to raise his voice: "Those who placed orders in advance, please line up here!"
Point in the direction of Qiao Qiao.
"The money I paid before was calculated based on 5 kilograms. I will refund you if you have more than that and pay you if you have less than that. I'm sorry."
She smiled in a simple, honest and plain way: "After all, this is my first time selling fruits. I am afraid that I won't be able to sell them if I pick too many, so it seems a bit troublesome."
In fact, I was just being lazy at home and didn't want to weigh myself in advance.
The young girl who was the first in line looked very disappointed: "You can't do this!"
Song Tan: ??? What’s wrong
"You have to have confidence! What does farming depend on?"
Song Tan: …
Aura
The girl said with a firm voice: "It's all about confidence!"
"Your stuff is so good, how can you not sell it all?"
After saying this, he stood in front of Qiao Qiao timidly and stretched out his fingers: "Can you pick the two biggest ones? I'll pay for it."