Chapter 230 230. Collective Complaint
At 12 o'clock at night, everyone who went to collect cabbages in the fields finally came back with baskets full of baskets.
Song Tan lowered his head and took a look: these cabbages have thin roots, and the soil at the roots has obviously been gently washed. They are neatly tied with straw at the moment, not to mention how fresh and juicy they are.
"Mom, how much have you collected?"
Several large plastic baskets are all full.
"We weighed over 1,000 kilograms in the field. We weighed one kilogram high, some weighed one tael per kilogram, and some weighed less than one tael. Anyway, it was a thousand, so it was easy to count."
Ulan Bianbi He explained while wiping his hands.
“Okay.”
Song Tan put the big baskets on the large scale at home one by one, then raised his hand and put them on the pickup truck.
Now Wulan is used to her strong strength. Seeing her carrying baskets there, he told everyone to wash their hands and rest quickly, and prepare to eat.
Working in the fields late at night is not tiring, but I'm still not used to it.
The lamp in the courtyard has a small wattage and illuminates the entire courtyard dimly. On the other hand, the fire in front of the stove was so bright that the dumplings tumbling in the pot were all white and plump and cute. Everyone smelled the unique aroma of the dumplings and couldn't help but feel hungry now.
Those who are working are still thinking:
“Ulan, I think your vegetables are really good. Where did you buy the vegetable seedlings? I’d like to buy more next time. , give me a few.”
This is not a big deal, Wu Lan nodded directly: “Okay. My daughter said that after the cabbage is finished, do you want some pepper seedlings?”
"Is it as good as your cabbage?"
The cabbage is crispy and juicy, and everyone was greedy for it when they were in the field.
But Ulan really can't guarantee this: "Then you have to ask Tantan, I have used very expensive fertilizers in my land. I don't know what your own crops will look like. I know.”
As soon as he said this, the big guy who was about to move stopped.
We are all people who have been farming for decades. Whether this vegetable is good or not depends on the variety, but it also has something to do with subsequent planting.
Looking at the common varieties in their fields, I guess the reason why they grow so well is really because of those special fertilizers.
Ouch, the price of chemical fertilizers and urea has been rising year after year. It’s a pity that we don’t farm anymore, otherwise the whole family will have to suffer from the northwest wind by the end of the year!
Forget it.
The white and fat dumplings were floating up and down in the pot. Qiao Qiao used a slotted spoon to pick them up and put them into a bowl. Everyone dipped their tongues in vinegar and ate them while sighing: < br>
“Tantan, farming is not as comfortable as working in Ningcheng, right?”
Ah this.
Song Tan thought to himself: Actually, it’s a little comfortable.
But she also knew she couldn't say that, so she smiled silently.
This smile seemed to bring passion to everyone, and the aunts in the village began to talk about it: "That's not it. It's so comfortable to go to work from 9 to 5, and go home to farm. The wind blows and the sun shines..."
"That's right, I don't have much room to spend money at home, but I can't make much money selling vegetables. Look at the cabbages on two acres of land, and you have to work in the middle of the night. You have to go to Ningcheng to sell, which is difficult for us farmers..."
"That's right," Ulan also agreed seriously: "If the child hadn't insisted on tossing it, I wouldn't have dared to throw money into it. Now the cost of pension has been put in."
She sold out miserably. , everyone comforted them again: "You can't say that. Young people nowadays are bold and capable. I see there are other online sellers on Douyin. If you sell well, you can earn several hundred a year." Ten thousand!”
“Yes, our Tantan is good at growing vegetables, so go to Ningcheng and find a reliable wholesaler, even if it’s cheaper, you can save some money!”
"Yes, Ulan, don't worry too much. Didn't you say that all the better things in your home are ordered by a big boss who likes to eat green vegetables? Those who can keep their profits, and the rest are all pure profits. Yes, you won't suffer any loss." Zhang Yanping's mouth twitched when he heard it. He was speechless and had to eat dumplings.
Xin Jun couldn't eat anymore.
Because he has been here for so long, he has not provided even a small onion or garlic to his family, and he has completely forgotten about the farmhouse at home.
But the problem is, he can’t bear to transport the cabbage, so it’s not feasible to send it all the way there!
How about buying a pound of tea and taking it home?
Every time you serve tea to your guests, adding one or two tea sticks to a pot of tea is also a way to improve your reputation, right?
As for honey... his farmhouse sells honey water to relieve hangovers. After all, the customers who drink it don't care about the price. The price is very expensive, 12 yuan a cup.
But Song Tan’s honey costs 1,000 yuan a bottle, which is not cost-effective.
He thought for a while and sent a message to his mother in the middle of the night:
[Baicai cannot withstand transportation. Cucumbers will be on the market in May, and I will discuss cooperation then. 】
However, Xin’s mother had inquired about it early, and now asked:
[Chinese cabbage cannot withstand transportation. Bring back some chopped scallions and let’s make scallion rolls. 】
Xin Jun: He really knows how to think about it.
But the green onions are only grown on a small amount of land. Where can I get extra for home? In the city, we have to send out another batch every three to five.
He told his mother about this situation, but Xin’s mother said with disdain: “This won’t work, and that won’t work, so what are you doing here? Eating free food?”
Xin Jun hasn’t even had a meal yet. He is seriously paid here, but you can’t say this, otherwise he will definitely be taken home to work as a waiter.
I had no choice but to hesitate: "Mom, I think this family farm model is pretty good. I'll check it out, and if it doesn't work, we can also build a farm food base at home..."
There was muttering here, then The aunts who were the first to do the work each cooked two large bowls of dumplings and filled their bellies. Now they have to go to the pot again to prepare some dumpling soup.
“Oh, didn’t you say you can’t walk anymore? Why are you still drinking soup!”
“I can’t fill the seams! Besides, the original soup turns into original food. , this dumpling soup will make digestion easier.”
Cousin Seven quickly stopped: “Don’t drink the dumpling soup, I’ve made some white fungus soup here, drink more!”
With a flick of the big spoon, the smooth white fungus, along with red dates, wolfberries and lotus seeds, were poured into everyone's bowls.
At this moment, the aunts were really dumbfounded.
The sweet smell of white fungus soup hit their faces, but they really endured it (*).
As for the hot, translucent and milky dumpling soup, his cousin poured it into a large bucket nearby.
Wash the cabbage roots from before and mix them in. First, I poured a spoonful of it for the three grumbling puppies at home, and then I divided half a bucket of it for the caretakers at the home.
Next, the remaining half of the barrel...
Qiaoqiao has already added wheat bran and rice bran to it.
In the middle of the night, people eat late-night snacks, so let’s give the pigs an extra meal. The dumplings were so fragrant, I felt like I could hear the pigs braying in the back hill.
Coming, coming! besides!
I’m so sleepy. Is there any way to instantly refresh myself without affecting my sleep? Always wanted to find it.
Cold water and mint have no effect. I can drink tea and coffee until dawn.
(End of this chapter)