Chapter 149 149. Do you want to wholesale?
The uncle was so angry that he wanted to turn over the table:
"Are you just short of these ten yuan?"
Mao Li also had a stiff neck: "It's bad, why is it not bad? What? The older one doesn’t make any money, and he has to do facial masks and manicures at home every day. The younger one has to pay to attend kindergarten. What should I do if I don’t save a lot of money?”
There is something in her words. Referring to Sang and scolding Huai is referring to the daughter-in-law of the family who neither works nor pays.
However, the strongest has its own right. Sun Yanyan stared at the TV seriously, as if she had not heard these words at all.
Mao Li punched the cotton with her fist. She took a breath and then pointed the finger at Song Tan and Song Hongmei:
"There are also red plums, it's fair to say that Auntie, why don’t you dig it to death all day long? She took everything Tantan gave her and left nothing for us. These aunts and nephews are really good at hiding things!”
Speaking of it! Sun Yanyan remembered this: "Mom, didn't my aunt give us a bag of sophora flowers the day before yesterday?"
Mao Li snorted angrily: "You can't knead that thing or squeeze it. When I came back to move things, it was weighed down by dozens of pounds of lettuce. Can I still have it? I threw it away the night before.”
"Oh," Sun Yanyan regretted: "Why did you just throw it away? The sophora japonica flowers in this vegetable market are very expensive, only ten yuan per catty."
When she said this, Mao Li resented it again. Stand up:
"Stop working at home and go to the vegetable market with me."
Sun Yanyan doesn't want to move - her mother-in-law always wants to get money from her, maybe I later posted it to my sister-in-law, and she was so stupid that she paid for it herself!
"Why are you going..." Very reluctantly.
Mao Li held her breath: "Buying vegetables! What else can I do! I will serve you all day long - if you still want to eat lettuce at noon, then don't go."
Sun Yanyan slapped her butt and followed her. .
If she doesn’t pay, she won’t pay, but whoever likes it can eat the lettuce. Anyway, she has eaten enough.
I thought for a while and then said: "Mom, my aunt seemed to be carrying bamboo shoots when she left. Tantan said she planned to sell them too, maybe she will be here today. How about we go to the river to have a big meal? Market? "
The vegetable market was a little far away from home, and because of the unpleasantness there last time, Mao Li secretly vowed never to go there again.
But at this moment, she felt unhappy, so she snorted coldly, but still turned around.
Sun Yanyan was right, and Song Tan came today.
This time she came to sell vegetables alone. The big QR code was posted on the bed of the pickup truck. She didn't even move the bamboo shoots down again, but squatted in the bed of the pickup truck. , pay with one hand and deliver the goods with one hand.
The scene was lively and noisy. If it weren’t for the adults and aunts who came (after all, when it comes to rushing to buy vegetables, young people have almost no fighting ability in the vegetable market), it would be like a fight among the bamboo shoots in the pick-up truck. Concert.
Although Qiao Qiao didn't come today, Song Tan didn't feel busy at all.
——I have been practicing for more than a month. Although I am still in the Qi training period, I have finally achieved some success, and I have gradually sensed spiritual consciousness.
Although she doesn't use it much because of the preciousness and scarcity of spiritual energy, she can strengthen her memory and listen to the payment information on her mobile phone and the amounts requested by everyone. It is also easy.
Not to mention that she is not working alone.
No, the vegetable vendor next to me also helped to collect the cash!
After all, not everyone among older customers can play smoothly on smartphones.
To say that both of them are peers, they should be considered competitors after all, right? Vegetable vendors will not abandon their stalls to help.
But the problem is, it also depends on the level!
If it were the vegetable vendor next door to the right, he would at most help keep an eye on the stall when someone went to the toilet, and would never leave his stall to work.
But if it were Song Tan... let's just say that as soon as her little pickup truck stops, the customers who come around will never look at these ordinary vegetables again.
Then why is he sitting there? Might as well try to improve relations.
However, the little girl was not big, so she was quite cheerful. She was busy on the truck bed, and when she heard him coming to ask polite questions, she casually arranged a job to collect cash.
The vegetable seller was really flattered.
With her cart full of bamboo shoots, her cash flow is incredible.
So I became more serious.
But after an hour of busy work, when the number of people decreased, he suddenly realized when he looked at his pocket full of money -
What kind of trust?
Aren’t you doing the job of this girl’s silly brother?
Turning his head again, Song Tan saw that there were fewer people around, so he turned around and brought him a bag of bamboo shoots weighing three kilograms.
“Take it, no charge.”
Hey, it's red rain from the sky, and the iron rooster has also plucked its feathers!
The vegetable seller was not polite. He opened the plastic bag and looked at the three big winter bamboo shoots and a handful of spring bamboo shoots inside. He couldn't help but sigh again:
"These three kilograms The heavy bamboo shoots have two and a half kilograms of shells, so that’s all that’s left.”
Together, it’s enough for just one plate, and it has to be a shallow plate.
He sighed to Song Tan: "I finished the few kilograms of bamboo shoots I bought from your house last time in one meal. You said you won't provide such good food to five-star hotels, so you have to Are you selling it to me every day?”
He could afford it, but he couldn't afford to eat every day. He worked desperately to earn money while sleeping at night, fearing that one day he would not have enough food.
What a sin!
Song Tan laughed: "Then it's a little early for you to worry about it. It's still in front of your house, so you can dig whatever you want. In two months, the vegetables in my field will be ripe. You can do it in a day." If you don’t pay me a hundred yuan, I will be convinced by your determination!”
If it’s all vegetables for one hundred yuan, for example, five pounds of cabbage, this can at least feed the whole family! Dayton.
What if it’s like this bamboo shoot, even with its shell...a hundred yuan? I'm afraid I can only eat it fresh.
He sighed: "Even if I buy cherries for my children, I don't feel so distressed."
He turned around and became interested again: "What kind of vegetables are you growing in your field? The quality is the same as these." No?"
Song Tan thought about the vegetable seedlings that he had used his spiritual power to grow since the seeds were soaked, and then nodded firmly: "It has to be good."
The vegetables. The dealer trembled in his heart: "The price..."
Song Tan has not seriously considered the price, but since they are vegetables that he eats every day, this thing can be sold at a sky-high price. So what?
It's not like she wants to be the richest man.
Then he nodded: "Old rule, twenty yuan a pound." I'm used to doing accounting, it's convenient.
The vegetable seller was counting the vegetables he just mentioned on his fingers:
Chinese cabbage sprouts quickly and will be available on Labor Day, followed by tomatoes, cucumbers, and eggplants. , cowpeas—oh my god, these are sold every month!
How much will it cost him?
After thinking about it, the vegetable seller came over again: "Sister, do you want to wholesale this vegetable? What's the wholesale price?"
And
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