To be honest, Song Tan is not very competent as a businessman.
Others were selling tea, especially Maojian. Seeing so many people coming, they didn't care about anything else. They first used a clean crystal clear glass to brew a soup of each type of their own tea and put it on display.
The shape, the color, the taste, the aroma…
If there are few people, please drink directly. If there are many people, please divide it into several small cups and try them one by one... If you go to the nearby tea shops, you will see that this is basically how they operate!
However, in Song Tan's place, everyone had a disposable paper cup with a few old yellow leaves in it. When everyone started waiting for tea in groups of three or four, she was so distressed that she brewed a cup of the real Maojian tea.
The most outrageous thing is that a group of old classmates still think that Song Tan is wasting money again!
That is to say, the marketing has not yet ended, but the brainwashing has been successful.
In the end, there were more than 20 people and 11 kilograms of tea were sold. As expected, several big customers who bought by kilogram were middle-aged uncles and aunts!
And Wu Qianqian... poor rich Qianqian, now she is penniless. No matter how fragrant the tea is, she can't afford a penny!
Then he was ignored by Song Tan.
Song Tan did the math - Oh my, today's sales will almost reach 200,000!
She breathed a sigh of relief and decided to sell some green pepper beef sauce tonight to make up the number!
Upstairs, Qiao Qiao was looking at Wu Lei with hesitation, one look, two looks, three looks...
"What are you looking at?" Wu Lei said sullenly.
At this moment, everyone had eaten and drunk enough, so Xin Jun and Zhang Yanping got together to keep an eye on the sales of the online store, and by the way, they reorganized the tea sales pitch according to Song Tan's request.
The tired Wu Lei was still worried about his lunch and was now lying on the sofa with a pancake in a depressed mood.
But... Qiao Qiao kept looking at him.
Qiao Qiao hesitated for a moment, then said, "Brother Leilei, you come back and lie on the sofa without taking a shower or changing clothes. You need to remove the outer layer of the sofa and clean it this month."
Wu Lei: !!!
He was stunned as if he had been punched. He jumped up and saw some traces of rice fields on the cream-gray sofa.
There was even a grain of millet on it!
At this moment, he was at a loss for words.
How to say it
Before he came here, the biggest pain he felt was that his parents did not support him in buying a house. He was determined to give Lili a better life!
When he was a child, he lived in his aunt's house - he ate and slept, slept and played, and didn't have to do any work.
Now that he is older, Wu Lei is mentally prepared to help with things within his ability.
But he never expected that this group of people... seemed to be serious!
When I come home, I am asked to cut rice, I eat two meals at noon, and when I lie on the sofa, I have to think about washing the sofa...
He is not here to be a relative at all!
He is just a worker!!
The damage caused by this realization was obviously more terrible than washing the sofa cover. Wu Lei lost his strength instantly and sat back on the sofa.
Then he looked at Qiao Qiao: "Didn't you also cut rice this morning? Aren't you tired?"
More than not being tired! Qiao Qiao's cheeks were extremely white, except for two blushes from the sun, which had not yet gone away.
But his eyes were sparkling, as if they contained infinite energy.
Qiao Qiao thought for a moment, then began to count on his fingers: "But I have to work, too - I have to feed the pigs and chickens, feed Da Wang, Da Bao, Da Bai and the others, help with the cooking, and pick vegetables from the vegetable garden."
"But today, Brother Leilei is here. These tasks are all done by Mom, Dad, and Grandpa and Grandma. Qiaoqiao only has to cut rice and broadcast live, which is already very easy!"
He opened his arms and said, "Brother Leilei, you must work hard to make money! Although there is pressure, Qiaoqiao also has pressure! The future of Sister Dawang and the others rests on my shoulders!"
"If I don't earn more, they won't have enough to eat!"
Wu Lei: …
Just then, Xin Jun pushed the door open and came out, feeling helpless when he heard what he said - it's okay to say this occasionally, but you can't always have this thought in your mind.
"Qiao Qiao." Xin Jun called him, "Come, let's learn how to calculate wages, and learn how to use your wages to feed a few treasures, okay?"
Okay, okay!!!
Qiao Qiao nodded quickly, and soon, under Xin Jun's guidance, she fumbled around to check the unit prices of dog food and various meats...
Bad student Wu Lei:…
Forget it, let it be destroyed, there is no future for workers.
Woo woo woo Lili, now, only you (and the house) are my spiritual support!
A year later, he will be reborn, and with the down payment given by his father, he will buy the most cost-effective property in Ningcheng!
When the time comes, both of you can pay off the loan together, no one apart... How romantic!
…
After all the hassle running up and down the stairs, the lunch break was quickly delayed.
The students were full of energy and their stomachs were no longer bloated. Thinking about the money they had just spent, they were shaking a little when they held their phones.
The two aunts were still calm - they were just kidding, they bought some graphene far-infrared microcurrent massage bed, and a mattress cost 17,000 yuan!
Song Tan passed by and heard the conversation! …
Boy, is she still being conservative?!
In this case—
"Have you all rested? If you can, let's go to the fields. There, after 3pm, the big trees nearby will provide shade."
"Sure, sure!" The classmates laughed and said, "Still harvesting rice? I can't do it anymore."
Song Tan also laughed: "Oh, are you harvesting rice? You are clearly making trouble... Don't worry, I promised to cook new rice for you to try in the evening. You have to thresh and shell it."
The students thought of the rice grains that were leaning here and there in the fields, and then thought of how they were neatly arranged in rows when they were harvested. At this moment, they couldn't help but blush again...
"Hey!" At the critical moment, the monitor's thick skin came in handy: "How can it be a disturbance? It's obviously us who are here to collect folk songs."
"Okay! Leaders who are collecting folk songs, why don't you go down to the fields and send all the rice to the thresher over there!"
This thresher is quite old.
For so many years, no one in the village has been farming. Fortunately, Song Youde has a good memory and knows the homes of the villagers...
I asked a few people and they lent it to me. I asked my old classmates to take a look and they really learned a lot.
The squad leader was eager to try and wanted to throw the rice in, but was stopped by Song Tan:
"Don't be impatient. The rice needs to be dried before it can be husked. If you keep doing this, you really won't be able to eat it tonight."
The monitor suddenly calmed down.
After a while, he returned to his old ways, curious baby:
"That's not right. You said that rice needs to be dried in the sun to be husked. Can it be dried in half a day? Can we eat it in the evening?"
Song Tan had thought of this problem a long time ago!
"Don't worry. Later, everyone will take this plastic sheet and spread it on the ridge of the field. Then each person will choose a bundle of rice and shake it on the plastic sheet."
"I know, I know!" Someone answered quickly: "After shaking, you have to hammer it so that the rice grains can fall off as quickly as possible, right?"
Basically, there is nothing wrong with it...