Song Tan’s Chronicle

Chapter 69: 69. Secretary Wang’s little thoughts

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Secretary Wang boosted the purchasing power of the entire compound with his own efforts, which was something he had never expected.

But it's not his fault.

First, the chef asked him for his contact information, and then others asked where the leader bought the dishes.

If he is still hiding things in a grocery shopping group, wouldn’t that be too unsociable

Finally, Secretary Wang gave the WeChat number.

As for the colleagues in the compound, those who didn’t eat it were ravenous, and those who ate it couldn’t forget it. But regardless of whether they ate it or not, everyone had the same mentality—

My boss has bought one, so it’s not too much for me to follow suit and buy one, right

Maybe I can improve my favorability

Even if the favorability is useless, it shouldn't be a big loss.

So, that’s how passionate orders come about.

However, the compound was heavily guarded and ordinary people’s couriers could not get in, so everyone had to fill in their home addresses.

Otherwise, Song Tan's express delivery orders would all be in one place. She could just find a truck and deliver it on the same day, and the price might even be cheaper than express delivery!

As a result, the new batch of vegetables has not arrived yet, and the shop owner has gone crazy and sold tea at a sky-high price of 10,000 yuan per kilogram!

Their Ning Province really doesn't have any famous local specialties, and this tea is far inferior to any famous tea from other countries.

Even with this, you still dare to sell it at such a high price

Everyone was watching, but Secretary Wang suddenly thought of what the leader had said before about rural revitalization industries, etc.

At this moment, I gritted my teeth:

purchase!

Based on the taste of the wild vegetables and the shop owner's firm tone, Secretary Wang knew that the other party was absolutely committed to quality!

He was promoted by his leader. At a young age, he shared a hobby with his leader, which was drinking tea when he had nothing to do.

Now, with the taste of sweet clover and my imagination of the aroma of tea, I don't feel so bad about transferring 5,000 yuan.

Oh, no, there’s another twenty dollars for delivery fee.

This stingy boss, can't even afford to pay for the shipping of 5,000 yuan? !

Early the next morning, when Zhang Yanping was woken up in a daze and taken to the field, he numbly began to pick grass... Oh no, when he was picking astragalus, he was in a daze.

Yesterday I said that there wouldn’t be any strenuous work, but I didn’t say that we would have to wade through the dew at daybreak!

But seeing that Song Tan and Qiao Qiao were busy picking fruits with baskets, they had already stood up and put on rubber shoes, what else could he do

I could only sigh and start my first day as a farmhand.

The forest in the early morning is quiet and hazy, with a light and faint mist lingering in the fields in front of and behind the houses, which is very different from what it looks like from a distance.

The air seemed to carry a cool, sweet scent as the breeze blew. In the first field next to the bamboo forest, the sweet clover had already bloomed with pink and purple petals, clustered together like lotus flowers, which was particularly unique and moving.

But Zhang Yanping couldn’t feel the beauty at all. He just felt his back and waist aching from bending over to pick fruits!

What’s even more frustrating is that after working hard for quite some time, I look at my basket and it’s still not full!

Qiao Qiao's basket was already full, and now she ran over happily to take a look: "Brother, let me help you."

Even though Zhang Yanping was as thick as a wall, he couldn't stand it anymore.

Not to mention Qiao Qiao whispered:

"Brother, when the store opens, I'll go buy you some bubble gum. I have money. Don't feel bad if you don't do a good job."

Zhang Yanping: …

If he was a little more thin-skinned, he would have been furious by now.

At this moment, Song Tan asked, "Qiao Qiao, have you thought of names for your three puppies?"

Qiao Qiao shook his head.

"No, it's hard to think of. Can you come up with a name, sister?"

"I don't know how to do that either," Song Tan coaxed him, "but the puppies are too young and don't understand things yet. I decided to find some sensible parents for them."

"Can you stay home with the puppy today? My brother and I will go out and help look for it."

"Ah?" Qiao Qiao blinked blankly.

"Can't Qiao Qiao come with us?"

"No."

Although Qiao Qiao is obedient and sensible, taking a car ride for several hours back and forth is not a pleasure for him, so it is better to let him stay at home this time.

"But you also have a task at home - go pick tea with your mother today, or help your father take care of the chickens and ducklings, so that you can get your salary."

Maybe it feels really good to be rich, or maybe it’s very moving whether it’s picking tea or chickens and ducks…

Qiao Qiao hesitated for only a moment and quickly agreed.

When the sun rose, everyone sent the baskets back for sorting, and Song Tan raised his voice again:

"Dad, the astragalus in the field is in bloom. If the beehive is empty later, don't worry. Just go to the field and check."

Song Sancheng was feeding pigs on the back hillside. The sound was mixed in with the grunting of the piglets and was not obvious.

"What about my big bear?"

When Qiao Qiao heard the word "bee", she also came over eagerly.

Song Tan thought about it, then went to the top of the utility shed to get the box:

"Then I have a task for you. When the dew disappears, take this box to the field where the flowers bloom."

"Your big bear is too fat now, and its wings haven't moved for a long time, so it probably can't fly anymore. Qiao Qiao will be a hard-working porter, so that it can collect enough pollen and nectar to feed its baby, and then come back."

After a period of time, with sugar water and spiritual energy, the bumblebee pupae should be about to transform.

Bumblebees have big appetites, so pollen and nectar are essential at this time, and they must eat enough.

Zhang Yanping came closer and suddenly saw a round, fat, furry creature in the box. He was startled:

"What is this? Why is it so fat?"

The bumblebee that was holding the beeswax jar and was constantly shaking it to heat the incubator made a "buzzing" sound at this moment, as if protesting against the fat man.

But it is really fat.

Driven by its small wings, the furry and round body flew only two centimeters above the box and soon fell down with a "puff".

Zhang Yanping: “Puff!”

Before leaving, Song Tan checked his account.

His original capital of 60,000 yuan had already been spent.

Although part of her parents' share was spent, there was still more than 20,000 yuan left in their card. Song Tan did not plan to touch that money as it was not easy for her parents to save money.

As for his own account, there was 20,000 yuan from selling Agastache rugosa during this period, plus 6,000 yuan from selling tea yesterday.

She didn't plan to choose a special breed of dog, any local dog would be fine. In this way, after buying the golden cherry, the 20,000 yuan would be more than enough.

After she had made her plan, she took out several newspapers she brought back from the village office, weighed out half a pound and one ounce of tea respectively, wrapped them in layers of newspapers, and stuffed them into sealed bags.

Zhang Yanping's eyelids twitched:

"You should at least add some packaging!"

Now that people have bought it, I feel better.

It’s not that Song Tan doesn’t understand, it’s just that this is the first time that it’s packaged. From now on, if it’s not packaged, people will be picky.

In this case, as long as the quality is guaranteed, it is better to save some trouble.

Seeing that Qiao Qiao and Wu Lan had already packed up the vegetables, she quickly called out, "Brother Yan Ping, move the baskets."