Chapter 456 456. Agents and Suppliers
As expected, it rained for three days as the weather forecast said.
Fortunately, on the morning of the fourth day, the sun shined successfully again.
Song Tan got up early and ran to the edge of the field to look at the two paddy fields that were almost submerged to the edge of the field. Then he looked at the mud that was gradually settling underneath. He looked at Old Man Li who looked expectant next to him. Nodding: "I think it's just right!"
"No!"
Old Man Li was also very happy: "It's time to plant the rice seedlings. Hurry up and find someone to come. It's too hot. We'll have to do it morning and night. We'll try to finish it today."
"Okay."< br>
It has been raining for a few days, and everyone has been busy. They have planned what to do. Naturally, Song Sancheng and Wu Lan should contact them when it comes to finding someone.
But Qiaoqiao was fully armed. He was holding a basket and a sickle, and he was ready to go back to the mountain with great courage.
Wu Lei looked at his back with envy in his eyes - because not only was he unable to cut sorghum, but he also had to follow Uncle Zhang to the watermelon field to inspect the watermelons.
After three days of heavy rain, there was no guarantee that any watermelon would crack in the ground, so it was just a matter of carrying it around...
He sighed: This might be his life! Not at the construction site, just in the fields.
When Qiao Qiao was about to set foot on the road to the back mountain, she suddenly turned around and trotted all the way to Song Tan:
"Sister, grandpa said that dad liked to eat sorghum stalks when he was a child. , as sweet as sugar cane. I’ll try it first. I’ll definitely bring you the sweetest sorghum stalks at noon!”
Song Tan:…
Although a little touched, the Qiaoqiao today is not the simple Qiaoqiao she once was.
"Then...Qiaoqiao is so good? Do you want to buy Ultraman?"
She asked.
But I saw Qiao Qiao shaking her head: "I want to plant as much corn as rice next year. Can I invite my children to come to the class reunion and break the corn together?"
So on the mountain In a large place, it’s not impossible to grow corn on two acres of land...but inviting the children to attend the class reunion to break corn...
Song Tan thought about it and felt very capitalist.
She then solemnly said: "I'm not sure yet, but if the conditions are met, I will agree."
"Okay!" Qiao Qiao nodded obediently and said nothing. Ask what the conditions are - anyway, adults always have a reason to do things.
He then held his head high: "I'm going to chop sorghum!"
Behind him, Xin Jun and Zhang Yanping also followed, the former just to gain experience, and the latter. I took my mobile phone and stand to prepare for another live broadcast for the children, and took some close-ups of sorghum to fill their database.
After all, if an online store occasionally wants to launch something new, it must have a picture, right?
At this time, Ulan was wearing rain boots and a long plastic sheet around his waist, and he and his grandma hurried up the mountain carrying a basket.
Seeing this, Song Tan couldn't help but persuade: "It just rained, and the night has just passed. There must be a lot of water in the tea field, and the dew will wet the clothes..."
"You Children, what are we afraid of with our physiques? In what year did the tea leaves not have so much dew in the morning?"
Ulan was impatient: "I haven't picked tea for three days, and it rained again. I don't know how strong the tea leaves will be. Let’s go and play.”
Song Tan: ...
The stall has expanded, and more and more people are inviting. Although the family is busy, it is really not as anxious as before, and I am not tired.
You can say that you have some free time - yes!
Whether it is her parents, grandparents, or her grandfather, who is now in a wheelchair, they all have a character that cannot take time off.
Seeing that she was the only one left at home, Song Tan simply wandered over to her grandfather again.
Song Youde has been knitting straw mats in the past two days, and now there are three different sizes in front of him, which are 1.5 meters/1.8 meters/2 meters.
The 1.5-meter piece was compiled by himself, while the 1.8-meter and 2-meter pieces were compiled by him. Grandpa Tantan and Wang Lifen were all helping him, so that he could be efficient. Moreover, he works more than 8 hours a day!
It can be seen that this straw mat took a lot of work - but the finished product is also particularly gratifying.
I don’t know what happened to the rushes this year. Logically speaking, they are always gray-green or yellow-green after being exposed to the sun. Most of them are golden and withered like straw.
But the grass blades in his hands were as green as jade, and looked cool on a hot day.
Not to mention that after braiding, it is flexible and elastic. You can roll it into a very thin roll with just one roll. Then unfold it and spread it on the bed. Just looking at it makes you feel as if the heat in your heart has dissipated. .
Song Youde has been looking around for the past two days and feels that his craftsmanship has reached its peak, and he is very proud of it.
Seeing Song Tan coming now, he quickly pulled her to show off:
"Quick! Look, Grandpa Yi, the straw mat I made is pretty good! Tell me, what is this given? What’s the price? Tsk, tsk, tsk, oh, that’s great!”
Song Tan knew the efficacy of this straw mat without trying it.
Aura itself can amplify the characteristics of plants, and rushes are cooling, soothing, and reduce dryness. Such a good thing is no worse than the best silk in summer.
She pondered for a moment: "Let's do this. Grandpa, you make a straw mat and I buy it for 300, 400 and 500 respectively."
"As for how much I sell it for..."
Song Tan thought to herself, if she didn’t sell it for 999 this time, she would be sorry for her hard work of going to the rushes late at night!
"You don't care how much it costs!"
Song Youde was stunned: "Didn't we agree at the beginning that you would help me sell it?"
"Yes!"
Song Tan nodded: "It was agreed at first, but then I thought about it, the land is mine, the grass is mine, I paid for the workers first, and I also help you sell - —"
"What am I trying to do?"
Ah this.
Song Youde was also stuck.
“You are still my granddaughter!” He groaned and complained: “Are you as good as your own grandfather?”
Song Tan cleared his throat and clasped his hands behind his back: “Brothers It’s not shameful to settle the accounts - Besides, will the meadow be planted with grass next year?”
“If not, I will just ask the excavator to dig it and renovate the pond.”< br>
Song Youde quickly stopped him: "How many ponds do you want? There is already such a big pond, but you still need to dig it - OK, OK! Three hundred is three hundred!"
"That's it..."
After he was angry, he felt a little embarrassed: "You gave me three to five hundred for my salary. I had only negotiated with the village for 50 before - how inappropriate is this?"
"What's the point?"< br>
Song Tan was not panicked at all:
"Grandpa, you rely on your blood relationship with me to become a first-level agent and to get this batch of rush supplies - your downline should get less, isn't it normal?"
"If you really feel sorry for yourself, I'll pay another ten or twenty yuan per bed."
After all, with this quality, it's not easy to get one with help all day long.
She is stingy, that’s how stingy she is when she sells things. But if she asks people from her hometown, especially these old people with no income, to work, what will it look like if she is stingy again?
I joined another coding room tonight. Good guy, no one has written for half an hour...
As expected of us.
Good night.
(End of this chapter)