Chapter 221 221. Honey Heat
Master Zhang’s hands sank when he took the rice bowl. He looked at the rice that was like a small mountain and sighed slightly:
"Ouch, there's so much! I usually only eat half of this..."
Hey, everyone who eats during this time says this, and Song Tan is very familiar with it.
How else could Zhang Yanping deliver meals so easily? One person brought three boxes, and they were piled by the pond. There was never anything left.
Many people complained that three servings was too much, and they waited for him to ask: "How about we order first and then I deliver it?"
Everyone waved their hands again and again: "No, no, just three servings..." ”
To this day, I don’t know whether it is the empty buckets that stimulate their obsession every day, or whether it is the two meals a day that make them nostalgic.
The essence of human beings is true fragrance, and Song Tan knows this very well.
"It's okay," she also smiled: "Master Zhang, I will serve it to you after you finish eating."
Originally, we planned to cultivate seedlings so that one of the two rice crops could be sold for money, but now it seems that whether it is enough for our own consumption is another matter.
But looking at the smiles on the faces of Song Sancheng and Wu Lan, and the serious look on Qiao Qiao's face next to her, she felt that all the efforts were worth it.
Although she didn't seem to have done anything except circulating her spiritual energy at night...
On the other hand, Zhao Fangyuan was holding a big bowl and immersed herself in cooking, with a bulging bag in her mouth. I would like to say one more thing:
"When your farm gets bigger in the future, don't forget me about anything you need to build! We can discuss the design fee, and I can come with a meal plan."
After thinking for a while, he added: "If your farmhouse opens, please remember to notify me. I have money."
With this attitude of being eager to spend money, Song Tan was so desperate that he had to follow She will talk about the design fee again.
However, looking at Zhao Fangyuan’s efficiency, I’m afraid the drawings will be out soon.
While the vegetables are not yet mature in large areas, they must seize the time to build houses.
But in this way, the settlement cycle of money will be tight.
Song Tan did the math, and found that what could be sold now or in a few days was basically onions, garlic, coriander and nepeta.
I also planted a piece of ginger, and now the thin branches are like reeds, strong and beautiful, but it is obvious that the ginger underneath has not grown yet.
Therefore, when this batch of goods is sold out, at most there will only be a small cabbage left.
If Chinese cabbage is grown well, the yield per mu can be about 4,000 kilograms. Song Tan estimated that her family was definitely no different.
Because the growth cycle is short, this is planted on two acres of land. The vegetable garden at my grandparents’ house is specially used for raising seedlings, and I plan to plant them one crop after another.
Although transplanting requires more labor than sowing seeds in a large area and then thinning out seedlings, it is more efficient.
Two acres of land cost eight thousand kilograms, which is only 160,000 yuan in full.
The unit price of the four side dishes will be more expensive because they come in handfuls of two or three. But the total of these is barely enough to make up one acre of land. Even if the remaining half acre of leeks is added to promote long-term growth, it will only be enough to build a large one of 300,000 yuan... Looking at Zhao Fangyuan's design drawings of the farmyard, the main building has three floors and covers a large area.
Even if it is more cost-effective to build your own house in rural areas than to have a developer, the cost of masonry, stone, grass and trees has been rising these days. In addition, the facilities that the house should have must not be missing, and the quality must also be guaranteed...
No matter what, it still costs a million!
So what is her current net worth?
Thanks to these few leeks that have been eaten in cycles... Ah no, Uncle Fishing, now I have almost collected 200,000 with the original deposit.
And as there are more and more people in the family, salary expenses have to be taken into account...
While thinking about it, I saw the phone rang again:
[Friend introduced by Lu Chuan]: Hello, is there any honey left? How many more?
Song Tan cheered up: The big boss is here! She quickly turned around and asked Qiaoqiao: "Qiaoqiao, how much honey do you have now?"
Qiaoqiao did not hesitate:
"Forty-three bottles!"
Then he looked at Song Tan expectantly: "There's been a lot of pollen recently! They're heavy every day. In a few days, Qiao Qiao can harvest honey again. Do you want to teach the children this time?"
" "I want it."
Song Tan nodded repeatedly: "This is another career for Qiao Qiao. You are doing a part-time job. It is great. You must teach carefully."
"Okay."
Qiao Qiao reluctantly sighed, actually quite dissatisfied with this group of intangible students.
But since my sister said so, and he is indeed working hard at his part-time job, he should be more attentive.
Even if the students are stupid, they must be taught over and over again.
But Song Tan was thinking: Forty-three bottles are still open at home, so there is no need to keep any more.
She sent the numbers over, and the other party did not hesitate:
[I want them all. 】
[However, the addresses are developed separately. The address of each bottle is different. I will calculate it and send it to you when the time comes. 】
It’s not like I paid the postage myself, of course Song Tan would be happy to do so!
Nowadays, it is rare to show hospitality to big customers:
[Thank you for your support! When the peaches in the orchard mature in July, we will give you one here. 】
No more.
The peaches in her orchard consume so much spiritual energy that demand will definitely exceed supply. The same goes for honey. It’s not easy to raise bees with Reiki, okay?
While in the Imperial Capital, Lu Chuan looked at the messages on his phone and heaved a sigh of relief.
The bottles of honey that were given away during the last lottery draw really aroused a lot of enthusiasm.
Of course, only within his circle of readers.
Actually, I didn’t give out a few bottles, ten bottles, two bottles to the editor. Two more bottles were given to Lu Jing - after all, one bottle felt like a lot when I wasn't drinking it. When I was drinking it, I wanted to hold it in my hand and drink it with water.
The ones she took away before didn't hold up at all, and only six bottles were left, so they were left in the readers' group for a lottery.
Originally, readers don’t particularly care about gifts or not. Honey can be bought anywhere nowadays. It’s pretty much the same whether it’s good or not, the most important thing is to update it!
But!
As an old fan who has followed me all the way, since I have won the prize, wouldn’t it be inappropriate not to open it and take a photo to show off?
It's already open. Take a spoon and taste a little. Isn't it too much?
So...
[I beg the author! Could you please tell me where to buy honey? I'll carry the locomotive overnight! 】
【Who can understand the pain of constipation? I have been constipated for so many years after following the author's books, and now I drink three cans of honey water in a row... You don't understand how happy, comfortable, and comfortable I am now! Honey! I want to stock up! ! ! 】
【No, no, you blow a bottle of honey like this...Look at the bottle on the left, brought back from an overseas organic farm, more than 800 bottles, and the bottle on the right was obtained through a lottery - —In other words, where does the honey come from? Give me the link now! 】
There should be more... After all, the third update of the broken promise will eventually come out. But it was probably after twelve o'clock.
This chapter originally had more than 2,300 words, but I accidentally deleted it when I copied and pasted it, and then I forgot what I wrote (early stage of dementia)...
(End of this chapter)