Chapter 290 290. Mao Zhu Asks for Tea
Brother Zhang was tearing off the tape very smoothly. Seeing that the young couple was not ready yet, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious:
"Have you thought about it? Baba is here. If you don't buy some, don't you feel that you will be at a disadvantage when you go back?"
"Besides, I will leave after the goods are packed and packed. Come on, hurry up." Time. If you don’t come with me, you have to drive out on this mountain road. Can you do that?”
The rain pattered on the simple plastic shed in the yard. .
The sky was also dark, and there were a few lights in the shed. The couple looked at each other, then looked at the warm cauldron over there, and hesitated:
"Then... can Let us have another bowl of white fungus soup? We ate it too quickly..."
The girl blushed in embarrassment: "...it didn't even taste good."
Song Tan was really done with her work. She sat down completely and laughed when she heard the words: "Okay. Serve it yourself. You can eat as much as you want."
I'm afraid you guys are not that big.
"Brother Zhang, don't be too busy packing. Go and have a bowl."
"Okay!"
Brother Zhang is not coy!
At this moment, after packing and marking the items on hand, I immediately followed the familiar route to serve the soup.
Why is he so active in coming to Song Tan's house? This is also a reason.
While drinking soup, I was worried: "It's raining so hard, can I still go to the garden to pick vegetables later?"
"It's okay," Song Tan glanced at the sky: "This It’s summer, and the rain comes and goes quickly. It will definitely stop by the evening.”
Xiao Zhang:...
Amazing! How long have you been doing farm work since you came home? It depends on the weather, but you are still so sure!
It is impossible to say that there are really two points of talent above.
At this moment, the drunken couple looked at each other again and finally made up their minds: "We want a pound of white fungus, but can we pack it in portions like you do online shopping?"
This time it was Brother Zhang's turn to be surprised - he didn't realize that these two people were looking at each other, how could they spend money so neatly?
The young man said with a sad face: "Can you only buy half a catty of your tea?"
Song Tan wanted to shake his head, but he saw the two people looking at him eagerly. It looks like——
All the way away.
"Okay, there is an extra charge for the packaging box."
The two of them instantly became happy, and now they got together again, murmuring on their phones, and then asked: "I see what everyone in the comment section is saying What kind of honey are you talking about? How do you sell honey?”
Yes, there are a few jars that Qiao Qiao just brought back.
Song Tan nodded: "1,000 yuan per catty, but haven't you bought honey before?"
If the beekeeper hadn't introduced him, they wouldn't have followed him.
The young man smiled honestly: "I bought it and tasted it at the time. It was really good. But your white fungus soup is so delicious. I thought... maybe it's expensive for a reason."
Look! This realization! Song Tan likes to feel refreshed like this!
Ulan was helping to pack the dishes for the evening. At this moment, he and Aunt Lianhua looked at each other and were overjoyed:
“I’ll pack them for you now.”
< br>Brother Zhang held the bowl and watched the transaction succeed. Thinking about the money he earned by packing and delivering the goods, he felt that the white fungus soup was no longer sweet enough.
The differences between people are really huge.
It is exactly what Song Tan said. The heavy rain only lasted for an hour. When Brother Zhang's express delivery was all packed, it stopped completely.
Song Youde put on his rain boots leisurely, and then asked: "Xiao Zhang, what dish do you want?"
Xiao Zhang thought about it I thought: "Let's get one catty of the same! Three catties of cabbage."
When his wife's family comes over, he has to show off.
Besides, their family hasn’t eaten in a long time.
When he came to pack, he could have some soup or something, but his wife was not eating at home, so he took this opportunity to ask his wife to have a hearty meal to save money.
"Okay."
Song Youde carried the basket and walked into the garden. While Song Tan helped load the packages into the truck, he looked at the neatly packed packages, and then looked at them. Brother Zhang looked like he was sweating profusely. He pondered for a moment and whispered:
"Brother Zhang, it's all thanks to you that this customer can come here today. I'll give you two handfuls of broken white fungus later. Don't think it looks bad."
Business is business, and favor is favor. They are two different things. .
Bad condition?
Brother Zhang was so happy that he almost fainted! ! !
Tremella! It’s 80 yuan for 10 grams, let alone broken ones. Don’t you have to break them if you want to eat them at home?
Moreover, you can put more water and ingredients at home, make it thinner, and it will be enough for several meals!
How can I dislike it!
He was overjoyed.
At this moment, looking at the two young lovers in front of them who were happily watching Wang Lifen and Wu Lan packing their goods, they felt that each other's bodies were shining with golden light.
It seems that next time we have customers, we have to find a way to bring them here!
That is to say, after all, there is a layer of separation online. If you actually come to your home and sit down, eat and drink whatever you want, the business will be complete!
He was so excited that he looked like he had been given a shot of blood while holding the package.
When the group of people left with full load, someone suddenly shouted again outside the yard:
"Thirty percent, thirty percent!"
Song Sancheng came out and took a look: "Mao Zhu, why are you here free?”
Zhou Maozhu smiled naively: "It's not raining, I thought there must be no tea this afternoon, let's take a rest."
Song Sancheng laughed: "I'm tired of you. "
"Not tired, not tired, not tired!"
Zhou Maozhu shook his head like a rattle - he made money every day by frying tea, and countless people in the village envied him!
“Your tea is so good. I’m willing to do it even if you don’t pay me. Look how energetic I am during this time!”
Song Sancheng didn't dare to accept this. Their stuff was too good. If he goes on, he is afraid that people will ask how much his tea costs per pound.
However, when he didn't answer, Zhou Maozhu had already started to ask: "Sancheng, how do you sell your tea? I don't ask for sifting every day, I just mix it and fry it like this, and it still tastes so good... …”
“Of the two kilograms of spring tea, I originally planned to keep one kilogram at home for myself to drink and one kilogram for my son to drink, but he gave it to me as a gift and both boxes were taken away.”
"I'm not calling. I said that if the price is right, I have to buy another ten kilograms to give away..."
"I'm thinking about it..." Zhou Maozhu said a little bit Sorry: "Didn't you say you would give it to my family then..."
"Here!"
Song Sancheng was upset because of the 5 kilograms of tea, but since he agreed, he has no regrets!
What’s more, the roasted tea leaves at home are all fragrant and fragrant. Zhou Maozhu’s skills are unparalleled!
Let him do it by himself, he doesn’t have the ability yet!
Sooner or later the price will improve, but not so soon...
(End of this chapter)