Song Tan's Notes

Chapter 1227. The children don't farm

Secretary Zhu had finished his breakfast and greeted him: "Did you install surveillance cameras on Old Man Li's tea mountain? I'll go check it out."

"I'll go too, I'll go too!"

Qiao Qiao ran over holding her phone and said, "Today we are planting tea leaves and spreading fertilizer. I want to teach the kids how to plant them, but we have never been taught this before."

The young boy began to worry: "What if I have finished teaching everything I need to learn?"

Mr. Xin went to the construction site. No one answered this question at the moment. Secretary Zhu thought about it and said sincerely:

"Then you can livestream your homework... Or you can livestream your meals, which can at least help you sleep."

Song Tan thought about it and followed him: "Brother Yanping is dating, I will watch today's live broadcast - by the way, Qiao Qiao, you can also teach us how to grow watermelons. We are going to interplant watermelons in the tea fields this year."

Although there is nothing to watch, and there is no sales today. But the signing bonus of 800 million has been received, so you have to pay attention to the atmosphere in the live broadcast room.

As for interplanting...

The tea seedlings are still small, growing alone on more than one hundred acres of mountain land. How pitiful!

So Yanran and others thoughtfully arranged neighbors for him——

Watermelon, melon.

This was also the reason why Qiao Qiao was able to say [Selling Watermelons] in the live broadcast room before.

  With more than one hundred acres, this year's watermelons will definitely be more refreshing, crisp and sweet compared to the twenty acres that were planted with peach trees in an inappropriate way last year!

Qiao Qiao thought about it and realized that this had not been taught before! So she quickly got on Da Duo and said, "Sister! Secretary sister! I'll drive you!"

Secretary Xiao Zhu looked at the colorful new flowers and was silent. Song Tan, on the other hand, took out two small stools and stepped into the truck bed.

"go!"

In the early March weather, Song Tan was wearing an all-purpose windbreaker, and Secretary Xiao Zhu was wrapped in an old coat. At this moment, they were sitting in the truck bed, holding the railing with one hand, and they could finally feel Qiao Qiao's driving skills.

All I can say is: quite stable.

The tricycle is a bit small after all. When carrying three adults up the mountain, the "buzzing" sound is particularly pitiful. Secretary Zhu was even worried that it might lack power and slide down the mountain.

Fortunately, although Daduo looked pink and useless, it was actually still somewhat useful. After spending some time, the three of them finally reached the top of the slope.

Underground is an undulating area of ​​turned and dried yellow soil. Base fertilizer has been buried under the soil over time, and only a part of the eastern slope remains unfinished.

Most people in the village started from the west and planted the tea seedlings one by one.

Qiao Qiao looked around and learned how to find the camera position. Now he was holding his phone and heading east to watch people applying fertilizers.

Secretary Zhu, however, still didn't quite understand, and was curious: "Will the tea seedlings be burned if we plant tea leaves just two days after spreading the fertilizer?"

"Will not."

Song Tan explained: "These are all fermented cattle and sheep manure from the Hetan Ranch, as well as some chicken and duck manure, mixed with the fermented fertilizer prepared by Professor Song last year. They were originally used as base fertilizer."

"Have you ever grown flowers at home before? Potted flowers. Take out the entire soil ball every winter and spread a layer of fermented fertilizer like this underneath, and they will grow more vigorously next year."

"Because they are fermented and composted, they are released slowly, and the fertilizer is mild and non-irritating, so it won't hurt the roots."

"It's a bit like the granular slow-release fertilizer that gardeners often use nowadays. Just sprinkle it on." Secretary Zhu understood this explanation and laughed. "You have so much fertilizer stored in the warehouse of your ranch, and they are sealed in bags. I thought you were going to start this fertilizer business this year?"

Song Tan also laughed: "I really have that idea."

"But the river beach is so small, and there are only so many cattle and sheep... There's no need to start a manure business on this scale. If it's put on the shelves and no one can grab it, won't you cry again?"

  Speaking of this, Secretary Xiao Zhu thought for a moment and concluded:

"Your thoughts now are much more humane than when I first met you last year."

Song Tan: “???”

"Really? Last year, you were live streaming to sell goods, and your main slogan was, 'You don't have to buy if you want to. If you buy, thank you. If you don't buy, I don't care.' To put it nicely, it's called 'Buddhism', but to put it bluntly, it's called 'not caring at all.'"

"Although Qiao Qiao acted as a buffer, the atmosphere in your live broadcast room was very good and attracted a lot of fans. But as an outsider, I could still feel that state."

Secretary Zhu recalled the past: "Of course, your strength is worthy of such an idea. If I were doing business, and the quality of my products was this good, people would beg me to buy them."

"It's a seller's market, and I'm the seller. How cool!"

"But later on, you thought differently."

She pondered, tracing back to this state bit by bit: "It seems to have started with free shipping."

"You guys started to pay more attention to your fans. Actually, your family's financial situation wasn't completely resolved at that time, right? But that move really seemed like you were giving back to so many customers."

"For example, if the fertilizer is in the same condition as last year, and there are three warehouses full of it, you will definitely put it on the shelves as long as you can make money."

"Whether the fans can buy it or not is their business. You don't care whether they cry or not."

Secretary Xiao Zhu's analysis seems to make sense, but...

Song Tan is not a person who would reflect on himself!

Then I just heard her laugh: "The production of things is really limited, and the things I sell are indeed genuine and worth the money."

Spiritual energy is so scarce that even though she has rich experience and is always controlling strands of spiritual energy, she has only accumulated this much ability now.

And they all work on their own fields.

  If the products produced in this way can no longer be sold at a good price and she can no longer be the seller, she will cry even louder, right?

"So... when fertilizer is put on the shelves, they will cry if they can't get it. But if it's not available at all... they will cry even louder, right?"

She raised the corners of her lips and waved to Qiao Qiao in the distance:

"Qiao Qiao, tell your friends that today we will be taking screenshots of the live broadcast and drawing prizes. Ten bags of fermented fertilizer will be given away! The 5kg kind!"

Qiao Qiao let out an "ah" and her whole face looked confused in the live broadcast room.

Then he asked the children in the live broadcast room in confusion: "My sister said that today I will take a screenshot and draw a prize to win ten bags of fermented manure, the same kind of manure that we grow from our own chickens, ducks, cows and sheep."

Then he explained: "The fermented ones are like balls, not smelly, and have no taste... but children probably don't like them, right?"

Qiao Qiao said with a bit of grievance: "You guys don't farm... I asked everyone to review the knowledge of farming, but no one sent photos."

There was a pause in the live broadcast room, and then there was a dense barrage of comments again.

  　Here it comes! I went over the outline tonight!

(End of this chapter)