Song Tan's Notes

Chapter 70

Zhang Yanping could never have imagined that his lovable appearance would be in the hands of his aunt in the vegetable market, and he had not gone through three rounds!
Here's the thing -

Didn't he replace Qiao Qiao and help Song Tan sell vegetables!
It stands to reason that this is not difficult. Here, he quickly packed the dishes and quoted the price:
"sixty."

The aunt's face here is tense:
"Girl, where did you find the helper? No way! You look at him, and there is no joy at all."

Zhang Yanping touched his face in disbelief.

He looks so tall and fat, all middle-aged aunts like it!It doesn't make sense to smash the sand here, right?

So the next red-haired aunt came, and he deliberately squeezed out a loving smile.

The red-haired auntie bought a lot this time. It is said that she has developed a new pickle recipe and makes some every day. She has accumulated different flavors and sent them to children from other places, which is very popular.

However, this time, when Zhang Yanping put Zi Yunying into the bag with a smile, he saw the red-haired auntie picky:
"Oh, boy, you're not as good-looking as Jojo, so don't force yourself!"

The smile on Zhang Yanping's face couldn't hold back.

The most deadly thing is that the remaining aunt speaks even more mean-

"This guy must be in his thirties, right? I'm like Xiao Qiao Qiao, it's really an old cucumber with green paint..."

Zhang Yan is not angry at all!

He is only 26 this year!
26!
Only eight years older than Qiao Qiao, and still young, why did the old cucumber paint green paint?
But the aunt had gone far, and the new aunt came up in line again, so he had no choice but to be a numb tool man after being aggrieved.

When the vegetables were almost sold out, an uncle rushed over in a hurry:
"Girl, where is my tea?"

While talking, he looked left and right like a thief.

Zhang Yanping knew that this was the iron fan who only bought one or two!
When he turned his head and saw Zhang Yanping, he also had a surprised expression.

Zhang Yanping: ... As for it?

Seeing the customer's nervous expression, he asked, "What are you doing?"

To the convenience whispered: "I bought it secretly, the tea is too expensive, isn't it because I'm afraid of being seen by my family?"

He took the tea, opened the sealed bag, and pulled out the small bag wrapped in white paper, his expression wrinkled.

Then he lifted the white paper to a corner, lowered his head and took a deep breath—

With just such a single action, the smile on his face rippled, and his face was impatient at this moment:

"Fragrant! Really fragrant!"

So hurriedly put things back in the bag, and now ran back again without stopping.

The vegetable vendor next door squeezed in and looked at Song Tan curiously:

"What are you selling? It's so mysterious."

He didn't say it, that gesture and demeanor, like secretly selling something underground, was very criminal.

When Song Tan saw him, he quickly packed the five pounds of Ziyunying that the other party wanted yesterday:

"Just picked this morning, it's fresh."

The vegetable vendor looked left and right, took the bag of vegetables with a flash of lightning, and then carefully hid it behind his stall.

This kind of sneaky transaction is no different from the uncle who bought the tea just now.

Only then did Song Tan answer his question:

"A little tea made by ourselves at home is more expensive, so everyone should be cautious."

The vegetable vendor couldn't help but move again:
"Your tea leaves..."

Today, however, Song Tan didn't have time to wait for him to tangle, but packed up the basket in two or three times: "Brother Yan Ping, let's go."

...

This time they went to Huacheng, a two and a half hour drive away.

No need to go to the city, the suburbs are their destination - Shin Shin Flower Garden.

I don't know where Zhang Yanping knew these many people. Song Tan couldn't find everything on Taotaobao, but this Xinxin flower garden really took it out in one breath - a full two hundred golden cherry trees!
Now in the early spring, these golden cherry blossoms were deeply cut last winter, and now they look bald and not good-looking.

But as long as you look carefully, you will know that the root system is developed and the vitality is strong.

Song Tan pointed to a few of the apparently weaker roots, but saw the boss touching his head and smiled shyly:
"Girl, your eyes are pretty good... so what, the thorns of this primitive species are really hard to resist, and no one buys them after they have been planted for several years."

"You want it all of a sudden. I didn't have enough [-] trees here, so I pulled a few from the flowerpot. It's a little weaker, just a little bit. It was originally planned to be grafted and cultivated for roses..."

The boss was talking, with a reluctance on his face:
"But you don't suffer."

He hurriedly dug out an extraordinarily sturdy tree from the pile of pruned golden cherry trees:

"This is the female parent of these seedlings. It is very strong. In the past, I would not have sold it for 50 yuan!"

Since the boss said that this tree is the female parent, it proves that all the golden cherry trees are now bred from its cuttings. Generally speaking, the female parent will be more majestic.

This wave is fine.

Song Tan was also very satisfied.

The few plants she picked out were just weaker roots, which did not mean that they would not grow well, and this female parent was really an unexpected harvest.

Thick and strong, with well-developed roots.This tree alone can take care of a space of six or seven square meters.

Both parties were happy.

It's just that even if he came to pick up the goods in person, the boss would not lose a penny of the 3000 yuan payment no matter what.

Zhang Yanping, on the other hand, was like his own family, and dragged Song Tan to stroll around in other people's flower gardens.

But here are mostly ornamental flowers, many of which are specially cultivated horticultural varieties, which cannot play a huge economic value in rural areas.

Song Tan looked and looked, and finally only focused on a budding tree in the corner:
"what is this?"

The boss was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he remembered: "It's green peppercorns."

Sichuan peppercorn?

Song Tan's heart moved: "Boss, don't bargain with you, give me this pepper tree."

The boss was stunned: "But this is what I grew and eaten at my own house, and I haven't taken care of it much..."

"It's all right!" Song Tan said confidently: "I think your green peppercorns are very good, and we don't grow many in Yuncheng."

The boss made the calculation in silence: it's okay to take the lead, but he doesn't accept bargaining anyway.Besides, this thing is not expensive, he thought about the group of Jin Yingzi that almost smashed his hand just now, and finally agreed.

Zhang Yanping didn't understand what Song Tan wanted to do with a prickly ash tree?This thing is a seasoning, how much can you eat at home!Just buy and buy, why plant a separate one?
And Song Tan has turned his head:

"Brother Yanping, I remember that grass carp is more suitable for vine pepper and sauerkraut fish pot, right?"

Green and red pepper pickled fish... Suck! ! !
Having said that, Zhang Yanping was also a little hungry.

　The purpose of Tantan: I can eat everything I want to eat, and it will be delicious if I grow it myself.

　　Money comes second.

　　and also.But it's probably late afternoon.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)