Zhang Yanping didn't want to talk about the taste of purslane buns anymore, as he would start drooling if he talked about it again.
The sour and spicy purslane, plus some fat and lean diced meat, the crispy and fragrant fat soaks into the dough, every bite -
well!
It’s all his fault for being too conservative. What’s there to be afraid of if he’s full? He can still eat four more buns if he’s full!
Now that I have two buns to fill the gaps between them, I am even more greedy.
But the two buns were not eaten in vain. After they were finished, Miaopu also responded.
"Brother, what you want this time is quite unpopular. Let me tell you, among the nurseries in the surrounding cities, only my family has such seedlings!"
"And we give you the real price, 15 yuan, you won't find it anywhere else!"
Regardless of whether people are exaggerating or not, it can be seen from this that the original type of golden cherry is indeed not easy to buy on a large scale.
It's just that there is a lot of work to do in this nursery, and the boss is unwilling to deliver the goods and only willing to provide logistics. However, in two days, Song Tan's family will start breeding officially and has no time to take care of it.
It's just some odd jobs done in the next two days, and it will take at least three to five days for the logistics to arrive.
After thinking about it, Song Tan found out that it would take about three hours to drive from the other city, so he simply asked Zhang Yanping:
"Tomorrow you can go with me to haul the goods."
The small pickup truck can carry a lot of cargo, but only two hundred trees are not worth mentioning at all.
Zhang Yanping thought for a while and said, "It's not worth it. Just send the logistics. At worst, you can just hire someone to plant them when the time comes!"
Song Tan shook his head: "Let's go, it's not far. I heard that there is a fish fry shop with a good reputation here, I want to go and take a look."
Zhang Yanping thought about it—it seemed that he really didn’t know the fishmonger very well, and his address book was incomplete, so he had to go!
"Heat up a basket of these buns for me before you leave!"
"By the way, do you want a big dog? These three little things at home—" Not really!
He pointed at the three little silly dogs that were playing with Qiao Qiao and were not distinguishing between you and me. Now the fat ones were all trembling, their tails were wagging and whining, and they were even stumbling when they walked!
It will take a long time to expect them to be able to guard the door.
But Song Tan has set up such a big stall in the village, it would not be safe without a few dogs watching over it.
Song Tan raised his eyebrows: "Do you have a way to do this?"
She had an idea, but she hadn't seen a suitable one yet, and she couldn't make time for it for the time being.
Zhang Yanping raised his eyebrows proudly:
"That's right! If your brother didn't have some skills, where do you think I would have found all those fruit channels from all over the world?"
He took out his phone and opened the map:
"See? On the way back from the nursery we went to, walk another three kilometers to the side and there is a very good dog farm."
"They specialize in large dogs, which are not easy for ordinary people to raise."
"My friend brought three dogs back from here before. During the Chinese New Year, they cooperated directly and killed two wild boars."
This is really like giving you a pillow when you feel sleepy!
At this moment, Song Tan really had a new respect for his cousin.
Sure enough, in modern society, whether a person is capable or not is not determined by his or her strength.
She nodded: "Okay, I guess I'll pick a few more."
Zhang Yanping nodded: "Actually, it would be best for you to have a few more dogs right now."
"There are not many young and middle-aged people in the village, and even fewer who are brave enough to rob. The dogs are more for vigilance and sentinel. A strong deterrent effect is enough."
While rubbing his belly, he told the truth: "I am taking you there for selfish reasons. The owner of this dog farm is my former classmate."
"I thought, if you can pick one, it will be a good home for those dogs in our village."
This kind of dog needs to eat meat for every meal in order to maintain its physical fitness. Most people can't afford to raise it, nor are they willing to do so.
Although he only stayed at home for half a day, he could vaguely see that his cousin had now become the backbone of the family. Besides, she could earn money, so these dogs would definitely not be treated badly.
Song Tan didn't care whether he had any selfish motives or not. If there was really a suitable one, what was wrong with picking a few more
She thought about it carefully and decided that the three puppies were useless and could be ruled out.
Three dogs are the most suitable for taking care of the pigs, chickens and ducks in the back mountain. After all, there are too many pigs and fewer dogs will not be able to cope.
There may be as few as one or two, or as many as three or four, in the chestnut forest. It all depends on whether the mountain can be utilized.
There should also be dogs watching over the fields and ponds, otherwise these places are the easiest places for people to take advantage of and fish in.
Even though she hasn't achieved the scale yet, she needs to prepare at least five adult dogs.
After all, these things were sold at too high a price, and she would feel bad if she suffered any loss.
At that time, a dog house will be built in each area that needs to be guarded. The village will be empty, and they will be able to hear any disturbance as long as the dogs bark.
It's more reliable than Song Tan using spiritual energy to warn people all the time.
She has only been practicing for a short time, and her spiritual energy is thin, so she has to save as much as possible!
But a dog of this quality can’t be cheap, right
Song Tan felt heartbroken when he thought about the money going in and out of his bank card and how he could never save any.
Zhang Yanping looked at her quietly:
"What? Don't you have enough money? I have it!"
"Will you sell your five kilograms of tea? Give me eight thousand yuan a kilogram. We are relatives after all. Just let me sell it and make a profit from the difference."
"I make money, you save worry."
Zhang Yanping knows some people who can afford tea that costs ten thousand yuan per kilogram, but there are not many who are willing to spend a fortune on tea that has no reputation or publicity at all.
He also has to consider the loss of inviting people to taste the food. If the price is too high, it won't be worth the effort.
Zhang Yanping has been pondering this price ever since he tasted the cup of tea at noon.
Quite fair.
Song Tan shook his head: "No, that won't work. Spring tea is expensive now. Summer tea is priced at 8,000. If there is any left, I can leave it to you."
Then, he simply edited a message and sent it to the group:
"New tea is now on the market, with simple packaging and a special price of 10,000 yuan per kilogram. The quantity is limited, so hurry up if you want to buy it."
Apart from anything else, her group is full of die-hard fans. They may not believe in the price, but they definitely believe in the quality.
However, the price of 10,000 yuan per kilogram of unknown tea was too shocking. After a long time, someone spoke cautiously:
"I only want to buy one or two. Are you selling it?"
Song Tan was delighted: So fast?!
Is there anyone who dares to trust her so much
She responded without hesitation:
"Sell!"
"Come find me tomorrow morning when I'm selling vegetables."
Just for the sake of trust, we should start.
With this reply, the group became lively:
"Boss, what kind of tea dares to ask for such a price?"
"Can you make a cup of it tomorrow when you buy groceries so we can try it?"
Song Tan thought, I have been selling vegetables for so long, why do I have to go to the vegetable market to invite you to taste the food? That would be too much effort.
Later, you all buy them by the ounce, and it won’t be enough to pack them up. This is just the beginning.
"No, no, I have to sell vegetables quickly tomorrow and have to go on a long trip, so I don't have time."
At this moment, someone with the note "Secretary Wang" sent her a private message:
"I want half a pound, is that ok?"