Chapter 88 88 Well done!


Chapter 88 88. Welcome!

The topic got sidetracked as we chatted.

After the others left, Song Tan did the math and then said to Ulan: "Mom, tell a few aunts tonight and help pick out some tea after dinner. I will take it there tomorrow. , get seven jins. "

Yuncheng's five jins, the first one in the bureau, and the other one belongs to those poor gentlemen.

Oh, no.

Song Tan also remembered someone.

"Pack another three kilograms, I will send it to the imperial capital."

"Give grandpa another kilogram and let him drink it. Don't tell me the price. Take it after you finish drinking it. My dad does the same. , How can I be reluctant to taste my own things? Let him drink it as long as he doesn't give it away. "

Tea can't be eaten, how much can you drink throughout the year?

Ulan is indeed an old habit again. When he hears his family drinking it, his heart aches.

According to their custom, the good ones are sold, and only the crooked melons and jujubes are kept for their own consumption. But this matter also involves the child's grandfather, what can she do?

She could only settle for the next best thing: "Leave half a catty of spring tea for your dad, and let him drink the rest as summer tea."

The price of summer tea has plummeted compared to spring tea. Lan Xiang was not that distressed.

Song Tan was helpless: "Mom, with the quality of our tea this year, summer tea is very bitter. Maybe someone wants this specifically."

So she has no intention of selling it cheaply. .

Ulan's heart ached again, but when he thought about it, his face brightened for a moment:

"Oh! This is ten pounds sold!"

My heart crackled again as I made plans. Pan: Even if we add in the follow-up investment, such as a dog worth three thousand yuan, the total money of the couple and Tantan, totaling 120,000 yuan, has now been paid back!

Ouch, ouch, it’s only been a month! Why didn’t you know you could make money so quickly from farming?

Song Tan:……

The three pounds given to Imperial City were not for sale.

Since he doesn’t want to repay or is even unwilling to reveal anything, he naturally can’t ask for money, so just send him all the good things at home for him to try.

Speaking of which, Song Tan was also a little sad: I hope these spiritual energy will be good for his wounds.

……

Ulan went to the kitchen to cook a simple meal with a smile on his face, not feeling tired at all.

There is no way, the son can't count on it, and the daughter's cooking skills will be limited. In order not to let the children ruin her things, she could only suffer more.

At this moment, Song Sancheng came back with a hoe.

Following behind him is Zhang Yanping.

I haven’t seen him all morning. His sweatshirt with the brand logo printed all over it is now covered in mud, sweat and dirt.

In the morning, Song Sancheng said that there was heavy dew on the mountain and even found him a pair of old rubber shoes to wear, but he refused.

Nowadays, the same big-name sports shoes have become as heavy as two pairs of shoes because of the sticky mud.

Qiao Qiao greeted him immediately: "Brother, dad said you worked very hard today, so I'll give you some bubble gum!"

Zhang Yanping took the piece of chewing gum almost viciously, and then Pop it into your mouth. The low-quality fragrance went to his head, so that when he reacted, he realized what he had just said——

Sure enough, he saw Song Sancheng's face full of praise: "Yan Ping is good! Look at you I can’t do the work in the morning. You’re so weak. I thought you wouldn’t be able to do it in the afternoon?” Wo, please help me.”

Zhang Yanping wanted to slide his legs out and lie down on the stool.

I can’t do it anymore. I really can’t do it anymore.

He stretched out his hands and saw two shiny blisters in his white palms.

"Tan Tan, look at me, I am really not that good! Let me go."

Song Tan really came closer to take a look, and then held his wrist: "Mom , get the needle! Prick him!" Zhang Yanping suddenly screamed.

When he was feeling sad holding the broken hand, he heard Song Sancheng say: "Tan Tan, I looked at the chestnut forest in the back mountain this morning and the vegetable garden next to it. Find it. "What kind of dog house do you want to build?"

Song Tan thought: "It's a dog, there's no need to choose the apartment type, but they can still work for many years - Dad, you can make it stronger. That's fine. For example, Your Majesty, you need to lay some bricks and cement or something, and make a floor in the kennel."

Song Sancheng thought about it: "Okay, I asked your father, and he said there is an old man. The green bricks are just for paving the floor. I'll see who has some cement and red bricks in the village. I'll just spread them over a little and build a nest for them."

"The old tiles from the past can be paved directly. Top.”

"Go back to those unwanted clothes and straw, and stuff them inside. Change them once a month, and they will be clean and warm."

After saying this, I couldn't help but feel complacent:

" The place I chose is good, with shade in the summer and sunshine in the winter. It’s guaranteed to be more comfortable than anyone else’s!”

Qiao Qiao opened her eyes wide: “Then can I sleep with the king?”

There is no problem sleeping with the king. This guy is smooth and smooth, and his service is cleaner than anyone else.

Besides, rural children are tough-skinned. They played with bugs and mud when they were young, so they don’t pay that much attention.

But the problem is -

"No, the green brick floor is too cold and the humidity is high."

Ulan refused.

Seeing Qiao Qiao's face fall, Song Tan pointed at Sambo, who was humming and wandering around several big dogs:

"Qiao Qiao, if you always remember the king, they will feel uncomfortable. And these little treasures were picked up by you. Why don't you take good care of them?"

As expected, Qiao Qiao Falling into the state of mind of an emperor - the king feels safe, but the remaining seven treasures are also cute in their own way. Who should he take care of first?

How to take care of it so as not to make other dogs sad?

For a time, this complicated problem occupied his young mind, and he could no longer care about anything else.

However, the matter is not over yet.

Farm work is like this, there is something new every day.

"Dad, please contact the person who plowed the land last time. Tomorrow, the top field of vetch in bloom will have to be plowed."

Song Sancheng was a little embarrassed: "It only takes a few hours for him to drive the machine over that field. It's not worthwhile to pay him a day's wages, five hundred! If you don't pay less, people won't hesitate to come..."
< br>After all, we have to ride a three-wheeler to transport the machine.

Ulan glared at him: "You are really stupid. Rough plowing is enough to grow vetch, but if you want to grow vegetables in that field, you have to plow and plow carefully. At the end of the day, It’s a waste of effort.”

Zhang Yanping was confused when he heard this: "Is the machine expensive? Can't you buy it yourself? Five hundred yuan for labor is too expensive!"

Song Sancheng shook his head: "Five hundred yuan for the wallet to be paid manually for the machine to pay for oil. We don’t have to worry about anything, we can just make it whatever we want.”

“It’s not expensive to buy it yourself, but firstly, it keeps breaking, and secondly, we don’t know how to repair it. With just a few people, who has time to plow the fields now? It’s not an easy job to sit there and plow the fields all day long.”

Zhang Yanping immediately retreated: “Well done! ”

Tobacco leaves are tobacco. When I was a child, my grandfather planted a few trees in front of his house.

It is not illegal to plant a few trees of this thing privately, but a permit is required for large-scale planting. With the certificate in hand, you can even sell it in the market.

Today’s efficiency is really very low, and there is a high probability that it will not be enough.

Then let’s work hard for the third update. Next update at night.

What about that, I write slowly (because I have to look up information), otherwise you guys can take a look at my gay friends?

"My Fairies Are Many Sicknesses" by Tanzi

Go spend money for her, save monthly tickets for me, and get another good book... kill three birds with one stone!

 

 

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