Chapter 337 What Does Farming Depend On?

Chapter 337 337. What farming depends on

The pickup truck was moving slowly on the mountain road. Song Tan was driving steadily. Qiao Qiao had a cloth bag on his chest, which contained 4 washed cucumbers and two large bottles of water.

In addition to the seat belt, there was also an old-fashioned rubber band on his chest, which was tied diagonally from the shoulder to the waist. He was carrying Ultraman Zero on his back. He was one meter tall and couldn't carry him, so he had to move to the front to hold him.

The posture was like a hero holding his sword, which was particularly arrogant.

The car suddenly bumped.

Qiao Qiao immediately looked back nervously: "Sister, will our watermelon break?"

"It's okay," Song Tan comforted him: "Didn't you lay a thick layer of straw underneath? It's stable."

The straw stack was brought back from my uncle's house at the beginning of the year. Now it is used in the pigpen, chicken coop, and dog kennel. It has been almost consumed.

Today, in order to pull this cart of watermelons, we have to carry most of them away. When we go back to the pigpen, we will have to change two more crops, and the straw will be gone.

However, Song Tan is not in a hurry, because the rice in the field is almost ripe, and we can take over the crop by then, which is perfect.

"But there is no straw on top, what if it breaks?"

Qiao Qiao is still worried.

"It doesn't matter," seeing that there will be a large sum of money coming in, Song Tan is now particularly patient:

"Even if it breaks, we can take it to the vegetable market and let everyone taste it to see if it is worth it."

"But, but..."

Qiao Qiao hugged Ultraman in his arms, and he became nervous at this moment: "But if that happens, will we lose money? Building a house costs a lot of money, right?"

Oh, the little guy will worry!

Song Tan also whispered softly: "No."

"Think about it, when we usually sell vegetables in the vegetable market, do those aunts and grandmothers like you very much? If the watermelon breaks, just think of it as Qiao Qiao inviting everyone to have a bite - would you be unwilling?"

This seems to make sense.

Qiao Qiao really quieted down again.

Little did he know that Song Tan carefully avoided a pit, but at this moment he sighed -

Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, is still thinking about developing the countryside every day, but before developing, can he find a way to get some money to repair the road?

It's so bad that I'm scared to give a watermelon, how can I develop!

But she just sighed, knowing in her heart: without a reliable project, it's not so easy to allocate funds, no wonder she urged herself to grow bigger and stronger!

Fortunately, this section of the road is not long. In less than half an hour, they got on the main road, and Song Tan finally found the smooth and smooth feeling.

The small pickup truck roared and drove towards the city.

Meanwhile, in the riverside market, it was a hot day, and the vegetable vendors had just set up their stalls. It should have been deserted. But the roadside was still gradually crowded with people.

The vegetable vendor, Lao Zhao, also mixed in with the crowd, strolling left and right, and then was stopped by the boss who was still waiting in the refrigerator to sell braised goods:

"Lao Zhao, didn't you sell all your goods in the afternoon? Why are you still wandering around the market now? What, do you want to change your storefront?"

"I won't change."

Lao Zhao was particularly proud when he spoke: his small storefront, don't look down on it, but there is parking at the back door, and there is also an open space in front to park electric vehicles, which is suitable for people like him who only work half a day!

When customers come, they just pick up the goods and leave, how simple! No need to bargain, no need to talk to people, most of the day is spent wandering around...

This life is really decadent.

"Then why are you wandering around here, isn't it hot?"

The braised goods boss was curious.

Of course it is hot. Lao Zhao smiled: "The girl who sold vegetables before will come to sell watermelons this afternoon. I ordered 10 for her. Look, the cart has been pulled here. I will send two to the old man and the old lady at home, and my wife's home in the evening."

Wow!

The stewed goods owner took a breath: "You are so generous! The things sold by the girl are not cheap. How much is this watermelon per pound? Do you know how much the Kirin melon in my boutique downstairs is? 8.8 yuan per pound!"

He snorted: "I'm going to eat a ghost! In a few days, there will be many roadside stalls selling two yuan per pound!"

Lao Zhao:...

If you talk like this, this topic can't continue.

He can only pretend to be nonchalant and say: "20."

The stewed goods owner was stunned: "20 each? That's not expensive..."

He also began to be tempted. After all, the business is so good, and he also wants to try how delicious it is...

But.

Looking at Lao Zhao's wandering eyes, his mind suddenly popped up a terrifying thought--

"Wouldn't it be 20 yuan per catty?"

Lao Zhao smiled dryly: "The new product feedback price is actually quite favorable..."

He was also very sad, but as long as he thought about the taste of vegetables at home these days--

That is to say, what is the point of making money? You have to enjoy it!

...

He calmed down, but the stewed goods owner didn't.

He has been selling stewed goods here for 10 or 20 years. When has he ever eaten a watermelon that costs 20 yuan per catty?

It's only 9.9 yuan in the winter!

Wait, why did he say "but...just"? 9.9 yuan is also super expensive!

The stewed goods owner took a deep breath and decided to withdraw from this battlefield.

But when he looked back before leaving, he found that it was not only the aunts who gathered together, but also the young people who were slowly gathering--

Damn!

My own braised food was so fragrant, and the rich smell was floating around, but this group of people seemed to have lost their sense of smell, and no one took a second look!

——Why are the vegetables grown by others so popular? !

Thinking of this, his heart, which had been cold, became restless again. At this moment, he could not help but tiptoe and look forward.

And at this moment, he suddenly heard a shout from the crowd: "The car is coming!"

Good guy, like catching a train, everyone quickly gathered over there.

When Song Tan parked the pickup truck and got out of the car, the people in front of him had already lined up in a long line skillfully.

Song Tan had no choice but to raise his voice: "Those who placed orders in advance, line up here!"

Pointed in the direction of Qiao Qiao.

"The money I paid before was calculated based on 5 kilograms. If you pay more, you will get a refund and if you pay less, you will get more. I'm sorry."

She smiled very honestly, honestly and simply: "After all, it's the first time to sell it. I'm afraid that I can't sell it if I pick too much, so it seems a bit troublesome."

In fact, she was just being lazy at home and didn't want to weigh it in advance.

The young girl in the first line looked disappointed: "You can't do this!"

Song Tan: ? ? ? What can't you do?

"You have to be confident! What do you rely on to farm?"

Song Tan: ...

Aura?

The girl said with a firm voice: "It depends on that confidence!"

"Your stuff is so good, how can you not sell it all!"

After saying this, she stood in front of Qiao Qiao and stretched out her finger: "Can you pick the two biggest ones? I'll pay for it."

Although it's late, I've written a chapter anyway. Good night.

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