Song Tan couldn't help feeling depressed when he thought of this - because if the farm continued to develop on this scale, he would probably have to add a roof to whatever he planted in the future.
Old Zhao was speechless for a moment.
After thinking about it, I decided to just say: "Then...wouldn't it be OK to put a bag on the fruit?"
Before Lao Zhao could finish his words, the two men had already pushed open the door of the orchard.
Song Tan pointed to the peach tree in front of him that was laden with fruits:
"Look, is it better to add a lid, or is it easier to put it in a bag?"
The slender peach leaves are densely packed, rustling in the wind. In the middle, huge green, white and red peaches are crowded together, and it looks like they are growing in competition with each other.
How can we put on the bag? And how can we find the time and manpower to put on the bag
Old Zhao no longer needed an answer.
In fact, the family has been trying to find a way to deal with the birds in the orchard and vegetable garden for a long time. Song Tan’s current ability is at most to repel some insects intermittently, and the repellence is not very comprehensive.
This bigger one is really powerless.
Therefore, Old Man Li even made a scarecrow in the vegetable garden at the beginning!
The scarecrow was made to look very lifelike, and even had a jacket on it. But the birds nowadays were really rampant and lawless—of course, it was possible that the things in the field were too good and too tempting.
In short, it was of no use at all. They even held a meeting in a group standing on a scarecrow!
Chirping and so arrogant.
Later, Song Tan bought a bird-repellent device on the Internet that could make sounds. Both people and birds could hear it, but it was still of no use at all.
But fortunately, the vegetable garden was not large, and Sanbao and Sibao were watching over it, and with a few half-grown rural dogs coming and going happily, they were able to barely prevent the attack.
But this orchard is different.
Not to mention that the peach forest was full of watermelon vines, which made it inconvenient for a few dogs to run around. The fruit trees were so tall and branched that if a bird stood in the middle or on the top to steal the fruit, it would be impossible to stop it.
The king is tall and can jump far, but he can’t jump onto a tree!
After trying many different methods, I finally found that the simplest method is the most effective.
Now that it is completely covered, Zhang Wangjia, who worries about the orchard every day, can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Old Zhao was also helpless after hearing this.
Looking at the big green peaches all over the mountains at this moment, I can't help but sigh - it's not easy!
Then he asked curiously, "It seems that no one grows this hawk-billed peach here? Is it really better than the local peach?"
Song Tan feels proud when talking about this.
There is only one kind of May Fairy Peach in their local area, which also has a crispy and sweet taste, but it is not grown on a large scale. Only one or two trees are planted in every household, resulting in no iteration or update of the variety.
To be honest, the taste is pretty average.
And now…
"This hawk-billed peach is actually the most similar to our local peaches. It is crispy and sweet, and has a particularly strong peach flavor. The only difference from the peaches here is that it has a curved hook on the tip, like an hawk's beak, so it is called the hawk-billed peach."
It is also the beak that is particularly easy to break during transportation, but fortunately it basically does not affect eating. However, they should indicate when they put it on the shelf that this kind of broken tip is not within the scope of after-sales service.
Song Tan reminded himself secretly.
"We tried it two days ago, and it was absolutely delicious."
As she spoke, she reached out and picked the peaches in front of her into the basket one by one. Although they are green with red, the red part is actually a sign of the abundant sunlight that has ripened them.
Even the greenest peaches are edible now, but they are not sweet enough and the taste is much worse.
When it comes to taste, Lao Zhao firmly believes in it!
At this moment, I smacked my lips. My stomach, which had just drunk Tremella soup, seemed to be empty again...
However, they had just picked half of the basket when they heard Secretary Xiao Zhu call:
"Song Tan, do you still remember the subsidy for your orchard? 300 per mu. Didn't they say the peaches were ripe a few days ago? I'm urging them to come down and inspect it."
She lowered her voice:
"I see you have a lot of peaches on the mountain this year. It's too hard to sell them individually. I want to see if I can get the contact information of a few reliable big distributors from these people."
Song Tan nodded quickly: "Okay!"
She even decided immediately to go to the field to pick another basket of corn cobs tomorrow!
How should I put it? It’s not for sales, but to let these hard-working government workers feel the simplicity and enthusiasm of the rural people!
Old Zhao waited patiently for her to finish the call, and said nervously, "No matter what, you can't forget me! I must have the peaches!"
"I know." Song Tan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I would like to sell them all on a large scale to wholesalers. Which of my crops do you think has a sufficient yield?"
Lao Zhao became even more nervous:
"I'm talking about the future! No matter what, we can't forget the friendship we had when we set up a stall in this vegetable market. Next year, when your business expands, you can't forget me no matter what!"
"Look, I've already rented this store for you!"
What this said...
Song Tan directly stuffed the basket into his hand and said, "Just pick the peaches carefully and don't think too much."
Seeing that Lao Zhao took the basket with a relieved look on his face, she simply asked again: "By the way, the chickens and ducks I raised before have laid eggs. I plan to pickle the duck eggs, so I won't sell them yet. But I can produce a lot of chicken eggs every day..."
"Do you even need to ask?"
Lao Zhao was not satisfied: "Just tell me the price and give it to me directly. By the way, how much can you make in a day?"
Song Tan thought about it—there were about a hundred chicks in total, and none of them had died since they grew up.
A few roosters were removed, and the rest had already started laying eggs. Since they were still young, the frequency of egg laying was not particularly stable, but it was always more than 70 eggs a day, right
Excluding what the family eats...
"50 a day, 10 yuan each."
Lao Zhao: …
"50 a day? You still say that's a lot? That's a lot?! Anyone can just pick them up!"
"That can't be helped."
Song Tan was helpless: "I have too many to take care of. I originally kept these for my own consumption. If it weren't for the hot weather, I wouldn't be in a hurry to sell the eggs."
Lao Zhao calculated in his mind - 50 eggs, if he kept 10 eggs for himself every day, he could only sell 40 eggs, which was really... Alas! It was pitifully small!
He had no choice but to remind her again: "Save all the salted duck eggs for me. And the fish in your pond, I heard they are all quite big, right? Why don't you just catch them and sell me some?"
"That won't work." Salted duck eggs are fine, but fish isn't.
Alas, I am ashamed to say that I haven’t had a personal photographer recently, and the pictures of the products in the store seem a bit out of harmony.
One side is high definition 4k, the other side is 720 standard definition... the gap is too big!
She didn't really want to use their camera, but it was more lively because there were so many people around.