Chapter 872 872. Sell it as a child
The greenhouse cannot be built in a day or two.
Within the area of 15 meters wide and 100 meters long, not only the land had to be cleared first, but they also had to prepare a suitable thick steel frame.
This kind of greenhouse is not a one-time use, but is made as high as possible, with insulation cotton on the top layer, so that it can be used every winter in the future.
The price is also slightly higher. The cost of such a shed is 60,000 yuan-this is only two acres of land.
Song Tan couldn't help but clicked his tongue - no wonder there are fewer and fewer people engaged in agriculture now. Those big agricultural households spend a lot of money just building this shed every year.
Not to mention the rising labor costs and the increasingly unfavorable weather...
In short, considering the time problem, Song Tan was stingy and added an extra 5,000 yuan, and the requirement was as soon as possible!
It is rare to meet such a good party. After further inquiry, I found out that the old Song family has leased hundreds of acres of land in the village. It is rare for people who install greenhouses to open up the market in Yuncheng. They have done a good job at this moment. ——
Nothing else, just don’t forget them if we do it on a large scale next year!
Back and forth, villagers came to help, and soon the framework took shape.
But Song Tan is a typical person who spends money and doesn't care about things. After all, there are so many capable people in the family, so she doesn't have to worry too much.
At this moment, she was at the door of the factory, reaching out and pinching a piece of dried sweet potato. It took a long time to tear off a piece, and after chewing it for a long time, I finally tasted the sweetness that slowly trickled out.
“This is so hard!” She stared at the dried sweet potato in her hand: “My teeth are about to be pulled out.”
Master Jiang said cheerfully: “It was only in the sun for two days before. When it comes out, it’s soft and chewy. I asked you to come and eat it, but you still don’t have time.”
"You will be considered successful if you are tanned like this now. Then tie it up in a bag and store it for a year."
"If you think this is too hard to bite, go back and take a few out from the cellar. I'll give it to you. Cut it into thin slices and deep-fry it. It’s crispy, crispy, sweet, and delicious.”
Master Jiang is now eating more and more delicious food. Song Tan nodded quickly without thinking about it:
"Okay!"
But the dried sweet potatoes in front of me are also quite good. I have relatives coming home during the Chinese New Year, so I grabbed a plate and put it on the table. Yes, enough to kill time.
She clapped her hands and asked Zhang Yanping: "Are the packaging bags ready? Let's seal each 200g bag first, and call Qiaoqiao to sell it."
"Oh, by the way, I'll pack five kilograms this afternoon. "Send it."
No need to ask where to send it, Zhang Yanping thought for a while:
"Tan Tan, I didn't say anything when I was saving someone and was hospitalized. Do you want to ask about the Chinese New Year?" Don’t come to our house?”
“How can you ask that?” Ulan thought to himself, the young man is really ignorant:
"People are kind to us, so we should take the initiative to pay New Year greetings during the New Year - but you young people don't talk about this, Tantan, why don't you take the initiative to ask?"
Now that the family is prosperous, everyone is just like that He didn't deliberately avoid the fact that Song Tan had been injured, and he spoke very calmly.
Ulan suggested: "You should first ask them what they want. If they want us to pay New Year's greetings, I will leave two extra big pig legs for the New Year."
Song Tan thought to himself that this would be okay. Need to ask?
She didn’t even mention the medical expenses when she was hospitalized. She clearly didn’t like these social interactions. What's more, through the brief chats in the past few months, I can more or less figure out the concise and concise style of the other party's dialect.
Ah, thinking of this, she quickly took out her mobile phone - she sent sweet potatoes to her before, and they even sent her a message of thanks.
But everyone in the family said so, Song Tan thought for a while: "Otherwise, I won't talk about the New Year, just ask them if they would like to come over and eat our pig-killing vegetables?"
Don’t the wealthy people who have lived in cities for a long time like this kind of simple rural customs? Moreover, there are many people when slaughtering pigs, and no one seems embarrassed in the bustle. On the contrary, it is more comfortable than sitting together solemnly to pay New Year greetings.
“Okay!”
But killing a pig is not that fast.
The three big white pigs at home are now growing rapidly, weighing between three and four hundred pounds. Ulan would never mention the slaughter until the twelfth lunar month. The two black pigs grow slower, but the meat looks firmer and tastes more delicious.
As for the two little wild boars... Well, this kind of free pig has no advantages, and it grows too slowly. Now it only weighs about two hundred pounds. This winter He probably can't even be killed!
Forget it, let’s wait until next year.
And the big black one is a sow. Next year I will ask her to give birth to one more litter.
If a large white pig is mixed with a wild boar, the piglets born will probably be taller and meatier, and they will save a lot of money on buying piglets...
Oops!
Ulan Xi shouted to Qiao Qiao: "Go and have a look in the cellar. Are there any sweet potatoes that have gone bad that were not picked out at the time? If there are any, pick them out and peel them for the king."
"There are also Dabao and the others. Aren't they running wild in the mountains recently? Tell them that we won't catch pheasants anymore, and we can't catch hares! If nothing happens, we will catch two wild boars..."
She quite dared to think about it, and now she spoke very loudly: "I won't pick any big or small ones."
Song Tan: ...
I feed some vegetables when I have nothing to do. Every day I find a big bone in the dog’s food and frown in pain. Now I even actively feed sweet potatoes...
Song Tan turned his head and said seriously: "Qiao Qiao, please change the king's name later to Zhong Wuyan."
Everyone on the mountain was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.
Ulan couldn't help but roll his eyes at her: "Why is Zhong Wuyan welcoming the spring? Look at our village, whose dog can fill up a pot of meat and bones in one day?"
"After raising this king for half a year, he has enough food to eat like a pig."
Yes, yes, yes!
This Song Tan has to admit: raising a dog is not a financial issue. If you raise a dog, you will only lose money.
She suppressed her laughter: "It's okay, Brother Sun is still looking for a partner for them. He will have a baby again. Let's sell his baby to get back the money."
Ulan His eyebrows raised: "What are you talking about? The king is loyal to us and hasn't asked you for money. Why are you selling his child?"
"How many more treasures do we have? You can ask from all over the country, whose dog is so smart and well-behaved? It only cost three thousand yuan to buy them all, and you still have to sell puppies... You are so short of money. Are you paying for it?”
“How pitiful you are! How amazing it is! You worry about selling puppies before they are healthy. How cruel of you.”
Ulan thought for a while, and finally sighed: "If you really can't do it, let's have it sterilized! Otherwise, it will be hard to give birth to puppies all the time."
Song Tan:...
< br>Why, the family is financially well off, and her mother speaks with such humanistic care?
But Qiaoqiao suddenly wondered: "Huh? What do you mean it only cost 3,000 yuan in total? Didn't Brother Sun say that he sold one for 3,000 yuan at a loss?"
Everyone:...Why did Brother Sun take this matter? I told you everything!
Ulan slowly turned around and called her by her first and last name:
"Song Tan!"
"What is a 3000? Tell me." Make it clear.”
Update two, good night first, I will catch up on KPIs during the day tomorrow.
It is human nature that the poor breed treachery and the rich breed conscience...
(End of this chapter)