Zhang Yanping never expected that his likable appearance, which always won him success, could not last more than three rounds at the hands of an aunt in the vegetable market!
Here’s what happened—
Isn’t he replacing Qiao Qiao’s position and helping Song Tan sell vegetables
In theory, this shouldn't be difficult. He quickly packed the dishes and quoted the price:
"sixty."
The aunt's face was tense:
"Girl, where did you find this helper? No way! Look at him, he doesn't look happy at all."
Zhang Yanping touched his face in disbelief.
He is so tall, white and plump, all the middle-aged ladies like him! It doesn't make sense for him to fail here, right
So when the next red-haired aunt came, he deliberately forced a smile that would make people love him.
The red-haired aunt bought a lot this time. It is said that she has developed a new recipe for pickled vegetables. She makes some every day, saves up different flavors and gives them to her children who live away from home. They are very popular.
However, this time, when Zhang Yanping stuffed all the astragalus into the bag with a smile, the red-haired aunt said pickily:
"Hey, young man, your smile isn't as pretty as Qiao Qiao's, so don't force yourself!"
Zhang Yanping couldn't hold back the smile on his face.
The most fatal thing is that the remaining aunt spoke even more harshly—
"This boy must be thirty, right? He is imitating Xiao Qiao Qiao, but he is just like an old cucumber painted green..."
Zhang Yanping was furious!
He is only twenty-six this year!
Twenty-six!
She is only eight years older than Qiao Qiao and still in her prime, so why is she regarded as an old cucumber and painted green
But the aunt had already walked away, and a new aunt lined up again, so he had no choice but to continue to be a numb tool with grievance.
When the vegetables were almost sold out, an old man came over in a hurry:
"Girl, where's my tea?"
As he spoke, he looked left and right like a thief.
Zhang Yanping knew that this was the die-hard fan who only bought one or two ounces!
Turning around, he saw Zhang Yanping, who also had a surprised expression on his face.
Zhang Yanping: …Is it that serious
Seeing the customer's nervous expression, he asked, "What are you doing?"
The other party whispered: "I bought it secretly. Tea is too expensive. Aren't you afraid that my husband will see it?"
He took the tea, opened the sealed bag, and took out the small package wrapped in newspaper, his expression frowning.
Then he opened a corner of the newspaper, lowered his head and took a deep breath—
With just this one movement, the smile on his face spread out layer by layer, and at this moment his face was full of impatience:
"Smells good! It smells really good!"
So he hurriedly put the things back into the bag and ran back without stopping.
The vegetable vendor next door squeezed over and looked at Song Tan curiously:
"What are you selling? You're being so secretive."
He didn't say anything, but his movements and expression made him look like someone who was selling that stuff secretly, which was extremely criminal.
When Song Tan saw him, he quickly packed the five catties of astragalus that the other party wanted yesterday:
"Just picked this morning, it's fresh."
The vegetable vendor looked left and right, and in a flash he took the bag of vegetables and then carefully hid it behind his stall.
This sneaky transaction is no different from the one the uncle just bought tea from.
It was only then that Song Tan answered his question:
"The tea leaves that we roast at home are quite expensive, so everyone is being cautious."
The vegetable vendor couldn't help but get excited again:
"Your tea..."
However, today Song Tan didn't have time to wait for him to worry about it, so he quickly packed up the basket and said, "Brother Yan Ping, let's go."
…
This time they went to the Flower City, which was a two and a half hour drive away.
There is no need to go into the city, the suburbs is their destination - Xinxin Flower Garden.
I don’t know where Zhang Yanping got to know all these people. Song Tan couldn’t find all the things on Taotaobao, but this Xinxin Flower Garden actually took out everything in one go - a full 200 golden cherries!
Now it is early spring, and these golden cherries were deeply pruned last winter. Now they look bare and not very nice.
But if you look closely, you can see that it has a well-developed root system and strong vitality, and it is indeed a seedling in its prime.
Song Tan pointed at a few trees with obviously weaker roots, but the boss touched his head and smiled awkwardly:
"Girl, you have a good eye... Well, the thorns of this primitive species are really hard to deal with. I've been growing it for several years but no one buys it."
"You wanted it so suddenly, and I couldn't gather 200 roses here, so I just pulled a few from the flowerpots. They were a little weaker, so I just took a few. I was originally planning to do rose grafting..."
As the boss spoke, a look of reluctance appeared on his face:
"But you won't suffer any loss."
He quickly dug out an exceptionally strong and huge one from the pile of trimmed golden cherries:
"This is the mother plant of these seedlings. It's very strong. In the past, I wouldn't even sell it for 50 yuan!"
Since the boss said this is the mother plant, it proves that all the golden cherries today are propagated from it by cuttings. Generally speaking, the mother plant will be more vigorous.
This wave is not a loss.
Song Tan was also very satisfied.
The few plants she picked out simply had weak root systems, which didn't mean they wouldn't grow well, and this mother plant was truly an unexpected harvest.
It is thick and strong, with a well-developed root system. Just this one tree can take care of an area of 6 or 7 square meters.
Both parties are happy.
However, even if I came to pick up the goods in person, the boss would not pay even a penny less than the 3,000 yuan payment.
However, Zhang Yanping took Song Tan for a stroll in other people's flower gardens as if it was his own.
However, most of the flowers here are ornamental flowers, many of which are specially cultivated horticultural varieties and cannot play a huge economic value in rural areas.
Song Tan looked again and again, and finally fixed his eyes on a small tree that had just sprouted in the corner:
"What's this?"
The boss was stunned, and after thinking for a while, he remembered: "It's green pepper."
Sichuan peppercorn
Song Tan's heart moved: "Boss, I won't bargain with you for anything else, just give me this pepper tree."
The boss was stunned: "Aren't you from Yuncheng? The temperature in Yuncheng drops below zero in winter, and you don't have a nursery like me, so this pepper tree won't survive the winter.
"It's okay!" Song Tan said confidently, "I think your green peppercorns are good. I'll plant them in a warmer place and make straw curtains for them in winter."
If you keep hitting the straw mat, it will be below zero!
But come to think of it, isn’t it just a green pepper tree that’s only one meter tall
This thing is not expensive. The boss thought about the batch of golden berries that almost hit his hands, and finally agreed.
Zhang Yanping didn’t understand what Song Tan wanted to do with a pepper tree
This thing is a condiment. You can just buy as much as you want at home. Why do you have to grow one separately
Song Tan has already turned his head:
"Brother Yanping, I remember that grass carp is more suitable for making Sichuan pepper and pickled fish pot, right?"
After saying this, Zhang Yanping also felt a little hungry.