Early in the morning, Song Tan's house became lively again after a long absence.
Song Sancheng was sitting on a bench, in front of him were three old men and women - although there weren't many of them, at this moment, almost all the working elderly people in the village were theirs.
After all, there are only so many people in the village, two or three strong laborers planting rice, three or five elderly people weaving straw mats, and two aunties picking tea (there is less tea in summer)...
Now that a large number of people have gone out to work, these are the only labor forces left.
What's more, the yield of golden cherry is actually average, only about 700 to 800 kilograms per acre, and this is based on the yield during the peak fruit-bearing period.
Regardless of whether there are even an acre of land on the mountain today, there are always fewer fruits than flowers.
Otherwise, Guo Dong must be very rich to have the generosity to take over the whole thing!
She wouldn't be able to use so many medicinal herbs at once, so Song Tan simply discussed with Party Secretary Xiao Zhu and decided to first find three low-income households who were unable to do physical work.
This thing doesn't require much technical skills. Just pick the fruit slowly, then bake and process it slowly... There's no rush.
Otherwise, find a strong laborer and run for a day, and then all the fruits will be picked! This thing is not paid by the day.
"Come on, come on, get the gloves, baskets, hooks, and scissors. Don't use your own gloves just to save trouble. I bought these gloves specially and they are thicker. Also, put on your coats, or I won't be responsible if you get pricked..."
Although there were only three people, Song Sancheng still shouted with great enthusiasm, as if there were three or two hundred people in front of him.
The old lady next to him glanced at him and said, "You are telling me this in vain. Who in our village wears short clothes when going up the mountain?"
He slowly took the gloves and looked at them over and over again: "What gloves? The calluses on my hands are thicker than yours."
As soon as this was said, someone immediately laughed out loud: "Old lady Chen, you're not afraid of being pricked. I saw it when I went to the mountain yesterday. The thorns of the golden cherry are long and short, and they are densely packed together! I think these gloves are just thickened on the palm, whether they are useful or not is another matter."
The villagers were laughing, and Old Lady Chen was also wondering: "Chen San, why are you going up the mountain in such hot weather?"
Chen San sighed, "I heard that people love to eat young chestnuts now. My son saw someone selling chestnut bags on Douyin yesterday. He planned to go see how big my chestnuts are and whether he can pick them and sell them in the city. Guess how much the chestnut bags cost?"
How many
Everyone, including Song Sancheng, pricked up their ears—
"The green chestnut bags live broadcast on Tik Tok are 59 yuan for five pounds, free shipping." After all, tender chestnuts cannot be stored, and they will lose their freshness overnight, so they must be shipped in chestnut bags.
Of course, this was Chen San's guess. He had no idea that some people just liked this cute and fresh chestnut bun!
After all, when the chestnuts are cracked every year, this thing falls on your head, which is not only not fresh, but also bloody! I rely on the helmet to save my life.
Wow!
Everyone was moved.
This works out to about 10 to 20 yuan per pound!
Moreover, every family wants to have a chestnut orchard. Even if it has not been taken care of for many years, it still produces a lot of fruits year after year. It is a business with no capital investment!
Besides, that chestnut bag weighs so much! If I buy it like this, how many chestnuts are there in five kilograms
"But we don't understand the live broadcast. How can we sell it? Besides, aren't we growing chestnuts everywhere? They are not rare. If we sell them at such a high price, people will scold us. It seems that the city sells young chestnuts directly, without chestnut bags..."
Let’s not talk about whether it can make money, the round trip fare is 40, this this this…
Finally, they carried the basket and prepared to go up the mountain. After all...
"I just don't have the life to make money."
Secretary Xiao Zhu, who was watching and eating breakfast at the same time, said: … What we are saying is, whether we can earn money or not, you guys should try it first!
She shook her head and sighed, then turned to see Wulan tying a plastic sheet around her waist to prevent water and punctures, smiling at her: "Many of us villagers can't open our mouths or wipe our faces when we go out to sell things. Besides, these tender chestnuts won't be sold for a few days, and we have to go to the city - not everyone knows the way, so they must have thought about giving up."
Secretary Xiao Zhu sighed: "I know."
…
And the mountain.
Old Mrs. Chen disliked the gloves because they were too thick and inconvenient, so she grabbed the golden cherry with one hand and said, "Ouch!"
She withdrew her hand in dismay: "Why are there so many thorns?"
Chen Laosan beside her laughed at her: "Look at you, I told you there were many thorns but you refused to believe it, you are at a disadvantage now!"
Old Mrs. Chen glanced at him and said, "You saw so many thorns when you came here yesterday, why don't you bargain today? Five yuan a pound is too little. Look at this, there are only a few fruits!"
"That's a lot, right?" Mrs. Li next to her had already quickly cut off several of them.
This thing has a lot of thorns, and gloves may not be able to completely protect it. But they are all used to doing farm work, so they figured it out after a quick look.
First hook the branch over with a hook, then gently pinch the fruit with gloves, and click with scissors - it's done.
"Look, this fruit is quite heavy when it's not dried. It won't take long to make a pound. Maybe I can make a hundred a day. Alas, it's just too little."
One hundred a day, I guess I can only earn one day. If I pick more, there will be no more fruit.
"I don't think so—I'm not as quick as you."
Old Mrs. Chen felt even worse: "You see, the richer they are, the more stingy they are! Look at Song Youde, his third son built such a big building, and he hired us to work, but he only paid us this much a day. Let alone other things, doesn't it take skill to weave straw mats? He only paid 70 a day for one bed..."
"What are you saying?" Old Lady Li was unhappy: "Didn't your son buy a house in the city? Why didn't he say he would give you 70 yuan a day? Didn't you and your wife spend all your savings on the house?"
"I can earn 70 yuan a day just by sitting and working. Song Youde said it can last for several months... If I can edit, do you think I can run fast?"
"Besides, planting rice is only 300 yuan a day, you have to be capable! It's not like the Song family can't find people."
Old Mrs. Chen was choked and felt a little embarrassed. She was very unconvinced at this moment: "Look at you, you said so many good things, but his family still has to give you a raise..."
Before Mrs. Li could say anything, Old Man Chen started laughing: "Old lady, you can sit at home all day, so you can earn some money by doing some work. Pick fruits today, sort them tomorrow, and dry them the day after tomorrow... Look, you can earn a few hundred yuan in three days, which will cover your living expenses for a month, right?"
"Nowadays, we have to gasp for breath after walking two miles, and no one wants us to work. Why are you still not satisfied?"
"that is!"
Old Lady Li also quickly hooked a branch and said, "Besides, this is a three-day job. If you do a good job, you will definitely need it in the future."
"You, stop talking so much, or you won't have a chance to earn 50 yuan next time."
Mrs. Chen: …
She has such a bad mouth - why, people are not allowed to say bad things about her!
Just do it!