Song Tan's Notes

Chapter 58

Does anyone really buy it?

Aunt Mao Li was dumbfounded.

And...and she came to the market today with a mission!

At noon yesterday, only one plate of the five batches of Ziyunying was fried at first, but as soon as it was eaten, I couldn't hold back, and the remaining four batches were all fried.

Few people eat the meat stewed at noon, but the vegetables have a rounded belly.But noon is comfortable, and the night is gone!
Granddaughter Song Ziyi came back from the art class in the afternoon and saw that there was no food brought by brother Qiao Qiao on the dinner table, so she cried at that time.

Don't look at the aunt's daily talk about "have to have roots" and "have to have a grandson", but she dare not tell her daughter-in-law.

Moreover, the granddaughter is also the baby of the whole family. How can she bear it now that she is crying?
The family did everything possible to coax her, and promised to eat it tomorrow.

The daughter-in-law then said, "Mom, you can also go to the vegetable market tomorrow. It's rare that Ziyi likes your own relatives, so it's okay to take care of the business."

He turned his head and asked Uncle Song again:
"Dad, how much does Tan Tan say today for this dish?"

Uncle Song remembered what Qiao Qiao said about twenty, but in his eyes, how could something growing out of the ground be worth this price?

So he still answered without hesitation: "How many dollars? Like two dollars?"

Mao Li snorted: "It's also because their young people have a lot of ideas. We used to feed pigs with this thing, and now we can still make money."

But my heart is comfortable: "I can't make much money in a busy day. Forget it, I'll buy five kilograms tomorrow."

The family made a lot of calculations, but when they came to Song Tan's place, they started the game with 20 yuan per catty, so the eldest aunt broke her guard.

They are all relatives, so Song Tan didn't plan to break up with others because of this matter - he has to take care of Comrade Song's face, right?
So I put on the standard smiley face again:

"Auntie, why don't you go and have a look elsewhere, I'm going to close the stall here."

But I haven't bought it yet - Mao Li stood there, thinking of the howl of her granddaughter, and the price of this expensive vegetable, it became more and more uncomfortable.

After thinking about it, she still turned her head and said:
"Forget it, my relatives, it's not easy for your children to run a business. Twenty is twenty. Give me a pound."

As he probed into the basket, he said, "Tan Tan, you can't give me a small amount of money, otherwise I'll have to ask your parents how they were educated."

Song Tanxin said that she has been selling vegetables for a month, and this is the first time she has seen her relatives demolished!
Besides, she just said it was sold out.

Qiaoqiao had already picked up the baskets and said loudly, "Sold out!"

"Why is it sold out?"

The aunt pointed to the basket: "Isn't there a few more? The aunt sent you money, why don't you want it?"

However, Qiao Qiao shook his hairy head. He didn't sell vegetables to those who didn't like it. He was very happy in his heart, and he spoke with a cheerful tone:
"No, no, those are going to be given to Auntie!"

Molly felt distressed at the time.

"20 yuan a catty, how much do you give away?"

That's right - Song Tan wondered how she had come here all these years?

She looked over with a half-smiling smile: "Auntie, I have given so much to your family. I can't give five pounds to my father's brother, and four pounds to my mother's sister, right?"

If Mao Li had a stomach, it would be stuck in her throat at the moment.

But the taste of that dish yesterday...

She smiled kindly again: "You child, what are you talking about! Am I the kind of unreasonable person?"

"It's mainly Ziyi. She insists on eating the food that Qiao Qiao sent. You know, children are not sensible - otherwise, you can give it to me first today."

"Isn't your aunt also her own relative? I'll just supply her tomorrow."

Song Tan let out a "puchi", and really didn't save any face: "Then I'll give four today? I'll give one tomorrow? Is it ginseng or wild vegetables?"

"Auntie, since Ziyi likes to eat, then I'll give you this face, either, you can buy the rest, or don't care how much I give my aunt."

Can Mao Li be willing to spend 100 yuan on this worthless wild vegetable?

That is absolutely impossible.

Besides, she was also confronted by the younger generation, and the whole market was watching the excitement. Where would she put her face?

The aunt rolled her eyes, her face darkened:

"Tan Tan, my uncle and I have been in the city for so many years, and I have a lot of connections. I'm still thinking about introducing you to a good person! Is that how you treat us?"

"Forget it, if it wasn't for the sake of relatives, who would buy the scraps for the pigs?"

Saying that, he turned his head and walked away.

Song Tan's face was also gloomy—at a loss, all the customers were gone.

Otherwise, if she said this in front of everyone, she would probably have slapped her mouth on the spot.

Therefore, he raised his voice: "Auntie, if you really dislike it, just spit out what you ate yesterday."

The aunt paused for a while, and then walked faster with her little boots.

As soon as she left, the vegetable vendor next door came over with a smile on his face, and then said, "What, bring more tomorrow morning, I want five pounds."

While talking, he quickly stuffed 100 yuan in the past, just like being a thief.

Song Tan's heart is clear: "How about this dish, isn't it delicious?"

The vegetable vendor nodded unwillingly: "The soil and water in your hometown is so good? Don't you think about growing other vegetables?"

Song Tan's heart moved: "Yes, it's not the season yet, so I'm too lazy to toss the greenhouse, let's talk about it next month - you sell vegetables here every day, which ones are better?"

The vegetable marketer glanced at her and sighed: "You can grow purple vetch to produce this flavor, so you don't have to worry about what species you grow and sell. Anyway, you don't have to worry about people buying them."

Song Tan never imagined that among this group of clients, the one who had the most confidence in her was this colleague!
She was also very moved: "Okay, just say this to you, when the new dishes are launched, I will give you a chance to jump in the queue!"

The vegetable vendor rolled his eyes: "I set up a stall next to you every day, do I still need to cut the queue?"

He didn't take this seriously, anyway, he bought all the vegetables, and his face was pulled down, so let's just sell it again:
"By the way, if you sell vegetables here every day, just find someone to see if you can rent a fixed stall - see? In the marked area, in the shed, there are all fixed stalls, whether you come or not is yours , not afraid of the wind, the sun and the rain.”

"Your food is expensive, and the profit is higher than ours. It's not a loss to have a stall. If it weren't for the fact that there were too few stalls here, and you had to find someone to entrust you with, I would have fixed it long ago."

Song Tan had an idea for the stall inside, but now that the sales of vegetables were not on a large scale, he wanted to delay it.

Now listening to the advice, he joked:
"Ah, after a long time, brother, you have been selling vegetables for seven or eight years, and you still set up a stall illegally?"

　Come on, come on!The first update on the shelves!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)