Chapter 502 502. Be sensible
Faced with Boss Qian’s trump cards being revealed, Song Tan on the opposite side didn’t cherish it and just dismissed him casually: “No, I told you earlier, the output of watermelons is as high as It can’t be shipped, and there is a risk of cracks on the road.”
“You’d better take a look at the peaches first.”
Peach? With the watermelon in hand, who will remember the peach now?
Boss Wang was thinking and ecstatic at the same time, and the few remaining brain cells were quickly washed away by the watermelon juice. The two old men were holding watermelon in their hands, snoring piece by piece, their faces full of flowers as they ate.
In the old stainless steel basin in front of me, a layer of melon rinds quickly piled up.
On the other hand, Song Tan and the others still look much more polite now because they eat it every day.
With 20 pounds of watermelon, everyone was so full that they didn’t want to eat.
Boss Qian and Wang didn’t stop the brakes either, and their bellies were bulging before they even started eating.
Only the seventh cousin is old and can restrain himself very well. Now he asked: "Do you still want to eat the food?"
Boss Wang waved his hands and originally wanted to say he wouldn’t eat, but he saw that Boss Qian was acting like he hadn’t eaten in 800 years and kept saying:
“Eat, eat, eat!”
In the darkness, no one noticed that the seventh cousin glanced at Song Tan - this girl is so clever!
When cooking, you have to cook a little, and you are not allowed to cook more, so you just made sure to use watermelon as a prevarication, right?
So——
In this dark night of power outage, a flashlight stood in the middle of the dining table, illuminating the white latex paint above the head and the surrounding walls, reflecting a hazy light.
Everyone just stared at the dim light, snoring again and again. Boss Wang’s belt was loose and loose as he ate. In the end, everyone had to sit there with his neck slightly raised, and then he couldn’t help it. He put down his chopsticks reluctantly.
“I’m full, I’m full…”
And Song Tan asked enthusiastically: “Would you like to see the peaches?”
“No, no, no. Already..."
Boss Qian really doesn’t have the energy anymore.
He originally arranged for the driver to come over at night to transport the peaches, but he didn’t expect that the live broadcast would sell so many. There wasn’t much inventory here at all, so he had to ask him to come back tomorrow.
At this moment, the two elders could only look at Song Tan helplessly: "Look...arrange a place for us to live?"
Song Tan thought for a while : "I have two empty rooms in this side room. If you don't mind, my grandpa's house still has a few old beds. I can pull them over for you and put them on two layers of mattresses so you can sleep on them."
"Okay, okay!"
Boss Qian is not that petite young master: "What kind of mattress do you want? Just a bed board will do. This old man is suitable for a hard board bed. If it doesn't work, you can just get two straw mats to spread on the floor."
Then again I looked at the dark night sky and said: "There is no air conditioning at night, so lying on the ground is still comfortable!"
Yes, there is no air conditioning at night.
Song Tan reacted immediately, and then said with great enthusiasm:
"Okay, brother Yan Ping, you can take down two new ones that grandpa just made today and give them to the two bosses. Sleep on it!”
"Okay!"
Zhang Yanping responded quickly!
The beauty of this straw mat can only be seen at night without air conditioning!
I hope the two bosses can be more sensible and discover the good things as soon as possible.
……
Early the next morning, the mountain became lively.
The villagers Wulan contacted last night have all gone up the mountain - picking peaches is not so tiring, and there are no technical requirements. It costs 200 a day, why can't it be done? Even the two transplanters couldn't wait to carry their baskets up the mountain after resting for the night.
Although the melons and vines on the ground really affect efficiency, they don't calculate wages based on God!
Everyone was chatting lively and picking things with their hands, and the whole mountain village seemed to be lively again.
Xiao Zhu, Party Secretary, is going to the city today. He took a look before leaving and couldn't help but sigh: "You said, if the remaining two to three hundred acres of mountains are planted with peaches next year, our village will How lively! ”
Song Tan waved his hands repeatedly: "That's not possible. I don't make mountains just to make money."
There are really too few varieties that can be eaten at home, so we need to develop more new flavors first. Party Secretary Xiao Zhu never expected that someone would spend huge sums of money to buy so much land. The first thing she wanted to do was to improve the taste of the regular meals at home. She only thought she had other plans...
So instead he encouraged: "Diversity is better! The ability to resist risks is also strong, and the labor force should be dispersed as much as possible, so that you will not be in a hurry all the time. Come on! Strive for balance throughout the year!"
After Party Secretary Xiao Zhu left, Boss Qian and Boss Wang went up the mountain in high spirits.
Although they couldn't take a shower last night due to the power outage, the two of them simply wiped themselves and lay on the green straw mat. What should I say?
It's like sleeping on the green grass in spring, with the soft wind blowing slightly, and the breath of green grass wrapping around the whole body. The whole person seems to be back to the carefree youth.
Wake up in the morning and look at the green color of the straw mat again...
What else is there to say?
Boss Wang is much more domineering than Boss Qian: "This is just this straw mat! Roll it up for me, I will take it back to sleep today!"
But Boss Qian was confident: "No hurry, no hurry, I still have to keep an eye on the goods - Lao Wang, when the time comes, you follow the car and leave first."
Boss Wang was surprised: "Why should I listen to you? You mean, I’ve already booked the garden?”
Boss Qian said with a smile, “Was the watermelon delicious yesterday?”
Do you even need to say that?
“Yummy!”
"I tell you, as delicious as watermelons are, peaches are just as delicious! Let's go, let's go up the mountain."
No, the two of them went up the mountain, and Boss Wang's eyes were still glued to the ground. on the big watermelon inside. Anyone who steps on a melon leaf while picking peaches will shudder with distress.
Then he wandered around the mountain again, looking at the scattered small and large watermelons, and his eyes could not help but reveal heartache:
"Just this kind of melon, sold here at a low price. Don’t you think it’s a waste if you can’t lift it?”
“It’s okay.”
Song Tan's requirements are not that high: "Look at the peach grove, the lighting is not that good, this is not sandy land, and the taste of the watermelon is not at its best yet. Let's just sell it casually this year."
That’s all there is anyway.
But Boss Qian had already picked the peach and was planning to rub it on his clothes - oh, there was a power outage yesterday, but the clothes were still the same.
Forget it, it’s Miata’s fault.
He turned around and looked around, and found a red bucket beside the garden. He quickly put the peaches in and washed them.
Then when he raised his head, the king was squatting beside the bucket, looking at himself with bright eyes.
Such a big dog - Boss Qian must have been a little nervous, but when he thought about the way the dog ate peaches yesterday, he was not so scared anymore.
Instead, he joked: "Your Majesty, right? Do you want to eat peaches today? Wait, if there is any damage, I will give you one!"
But after he finished speaking, he saw Your Majesty. Still staring at himself, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
Just hand the peach to Boss Wang, watch him bite it, and ask: "How is it? Is the peach delicious?"
Boss Wang chewed silently, his expression already serious.
The next moment, the two decisively walked aside to discuss in detail.
Song Tan came over and touched the king's head distressedly: "Good boy, good king, I didn't deliberately use the water you drank to wash the peaches... Oh, it's all peach hair, wait a minute I’ll give you another bucket!”
The flying fireflies are not scary, the scary ones are the ones that can’t fly... You don’t want to know. The question is, I have been caught...
The first day of April! It’s updated during the day! Today I sacrifice my good sister Erqian——
"The Little Cook of the Imperial College"
She is a tentacle monster! ! It’s outrageous to have only ten updates on the shelves... I’ll buy this book to cheer everyone up during the holidays!
(End of this chapter)