Song Tan's Notes

Chapter 290 290. Maozhu Asks Tea
Little Brother Zhang is tearing the tape here smoothly. Seeing that the young couple is not ready yet, he can't help feeling a little anxious:

"Have you thought about it? Baba came here. If you don't buy some, don't you feel disadvantaged when you go back?"

"Furthermore, I'm leaving after the goods are packed and packed. I'm in a hurry. If you don't come with me, I'll have to drive this mountain road by myself. Is that okay?"

The rain was whirring, pattering on the simple plastic shed in the yard.

The sky was also dark, and there were still a few lights in the shed. The couple looked at each other, then looked at the cauldron that was warming over there, and said hesitantly:
"Then...can you let us have another bowl of white fungus soup? I just ate it too fast..."

The girl blushed in embarrassment: "...I didn't taste anything."

Song Tan really finished his work, and now he sat down completely, and laughed when he heard the words: "Okay. Serve it yourself, you can eat as much as you want."

I'm afraid you don't have such a big belly.

"Brother Zhang, don't rush to pack, go and eat a bowl too."

"okay!"

Brother Zhang is not twitchy!

Now that the items at hand are packed, make a mark, and immediately follow the familiar way to fill the soup.

Why did he come to Song Tan's house so actively?This is also a reason.

Now, while drinking the soup, he was worried: "It's raining so much, can we still go to the garden to pick vegetables later?"

"It's okay." Song Tan glanced at the sky: "It's already summer, and the rain is in a hurry, and it will definitely stop in the evening."

Brother Zhang: ...

Impressive!How long have you been doing farm work since you came home?It will depend on the time of day, and you are still so sure!

It can't be said that there are really two points of talent on it.

But at this moment, the young couple, who were drunk again, looked at each other and finally made up their minds: "We want a catty of this white fungus, but can we pack it in portions like you do online shopping?"

Now it was Little Brother Zhang's turn to be surprised - he didn't realize that these two were looking at each other, how could they spend so cheaply?
And the young man said with a bitter face: "Can you only buy half a catty of your tea?"

Song Tan originally wanted to shake his head, but seeing the way the two looked at him eagerly——

All the way.

"Okay, there is an extra charge for the box."

The two immediately became happy, and now they got together again, muttering to the mobile phone, and then asked: "I see that the comment area is talking about honey, and you also talk about honey, how do you sell honey? Is there any?" ?”

Yes, there are—a few cans that Jojo just shaken back.

Song Tan nodded: "It costs 1000 yuan a catty, but haven't you bought honey before?"

If it weren't for the beekeeper's introduction, they wouldn't follow them.

The young man smiled honestly: "I bought it, and I tasted it at the time. It's really good. But your white fungus soup is really delicious. I thought... Maybe it's expensive for a reason."

look!This awareness!Song Tan likes to be so straightforward!

Ulan was helping to pack the dishes for the evening, and now she and Aunt Lianhua looked at each other, overjoyed:

"Here we go to pack for you."

Holding the bowl in his hands, brother Zhang watched the transaction succeed, and thinking about the money he earned by packing and express delivery, he felt that the white fungus soup was not sweet enough.

The difference between people is really huge.

Sure enough, as Song Tan said.

The heavy rain lasted only an hour or so, and it stopped completely when Xiao Zhang's couriers were all packaged.

Song Youde put on his rain boots unhurriedly, and then asked, "Xiao Zhang, what kind of food do you want?"

Brother Xiao Zhang thought for a while: "One catty for the same! Three catties for cabbage."

The daughter-in-law's family came over, so he had to show it.

Besides, their family hasn't eaten for a long time.

When he came to pack, he could have some soup or something, but his wife didn't eat it at home, so he caught up with this opportunity and told her to have a hearty meal to save money.

"Row."

Song Youde carried the basket and walked into the garden, while Song Tan was helping to load the parcels onto the truck, looking at the neatly packed parcels and seeing Brother Zhang sweating profusely, he pondered for a moment, then whispered :
"Brother Zhang, it's thanks to you that this customer came here today. I'll pack two handfuls of broken white fungus for you later. Don't think it's in bad condition."

Business belongs to business, favor belongs to favor, two different things.

Bad condition?

Brother Zhang was so happy that he almost fainted! ! !
Tremella! 80 yuan for 10 grams, let alone broken pieces. Don’t you have to break them up if you eat them at home?

And you can add more water and more ingredients at home, make it thinner, enough for several meals!

How can I dislike it!
He was overjoyed.

Now looking at the two young couples in front of them who were happily watching Wang Lifen and Wu Lan packing their goods, they felt that each other was shining with golden light all over their bodies.

It seems that next time there is a customer, I have to find a way to bring it here!
That is to say, after all, there is a layer of separation from the Internet. If you really come to sit at home, eat and drink whatever you want, the business will be secure!

He was so excited, the way he was holding the package at this moment seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood.

When the group of people left with a full load, someone shouted suddenly from outside the yard:
"Thirty percent, thirty percent!"

Song Sancheng came out to have a look: "Mao Zhu, why are you here when you have time?"

Zhou Maozhu smiled naively: "It's not raining, I thought there must be no tea leaves this afternoon, let's take a rest too."

Song Sancheng laughed loudly: "It's making you tired."

"Not tired, not tired, not tired!"

Zhou Maozhu shook his head like a rattle—every day he was paid for frying tea every day, how many people in the village envied him!

"Your tea is really good. I would be willing to give you no money. Look how energetic I am during this time!"

Song Sancheng didn't dare to answer these words, the things in their house were too good.After that, I am afraid that people will ask him how much his tea sells for a catty.

However, when he didn't answer, Zhou Maozhu had already started to ask: "Thirty percent, how do you sell your tea? I don't call it sifting every day, I just stir fry it like this, and the taste is so good..."

"The two catties of spring tea before, I planned to keep one catty at home to drink by myself, and give the other catty to my son to drink, but he changed hands and gave them as gifts, and the two boxes have to go away."

"I'm not making a phone call, saying that if the price is right, I have to buy another ten catties to give away..."

"I'm thinking about it..." Zhou Maozhu said with a little embarrassment: "Didn't you say to my family..."

"Give!"

Song Sancheng felt embarrassed because of the 5 catties of tea at the time, but since he agreed, he has no regrets!
What's more, the heat and fragrance of the tea leaves at home are all in place, and Zhou Maozhu's technique is nothing to say!

Let him do it himself, he doesn't have the skills yet!
　The price will come sooner or later, but not so fast...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)