Chapter 1063 1063. Song Dafang’s anger
The old Song family was bustling in Yuncheng City, but Song Dafang was holding back breath after breath at home.
Today in Laba, my granddaughter Song Ziyi had an activity in her kindergarten and had to send her off early in the morning. As a result, the child had to eat breakfast at home when she went out, and insisted on eating the scallion rolls sold by others!
Good guy, that Huajuaner looks like he belongs to an orphan and a widower, but who knows he is actually a profiteer!
Prices increase in winter, selling for five yuan each, and limited editions are available!
Of course, Song Dafang ran over and didn't buy anything at all. He angrily said ugly things to others. Unexpectedly, the young woman selling flower rolls was not angry at all, but smiled:
"Uncle, If you really want to eat flower rolls, you can make them yourself. I bought these green onions at Lao Zhao’s Fine Vegetables in the vegetable market. You can buy three taels for 20 yuan!”
Okay, 20 yuan! Three taels of money! See if I don’t report it!
Song Dafang was exhausted from being tortured by his granddaughter. He had to hold on for a breath before he finally touched some of Lao Zhao's exquisite dishes in the corner of the vegetable market.
Unexpectedly, there was only one old lady cleaning up inside, and she was very polite:
"Shopping for groceries? The boss is going to attend the pig-killing feast today, and I am the janitor... Are you a member? If you are a member, your name will be written on the bag, so you can just take it yourself."
This carrot Cabbage is in short supply, so we sell it to members first. We place an online order and my uncle and nephew packed it up last night.
The old lady doesn’t know anything. Today she is just responsible for keeping an eye on people so that they don’t take the wrong ones.
Song Dafang took a closer look and saw that inside the small shop, the shelves were densely packed with bags, piled high.
There is a basket of radish and cabbage scattered next to it, but the total weight is less than 100 kilograms!
Is this business doing so well? !
Song Dafang was even more unhappy.
“Fuck, you got a share of the groceries! Can’t you buy it if you’re not a member?”
The old lady raised her eyelids and glanced at him, and said in a flat voice:
“The radish is 12.8 yuan per catty, the radish leaves are 3.5 yuan per catty, and the cabbage is 11.8 yuan per catty.”
Membership is 80 cents cheaper.
Song Dafang doesn't usually buy vegetables, but he knows a little about the prices of vegetables. In this season, can radishes sell for 50 cents per catty in the vegetable market? You want 12 yuan and 8 over here? !
Thinking again about the shabby scallion oil flower roll that Ziyi wanted to eat for five yuan each, and the scallions that cost 20 yuan, all the depression he felt all morning was released:
"Cao Nima, you old woman, you are asking for money! Why don't you go and grab it?!"
At this time, the old lady stood up and raised her eyebrows at this moment:
"Little turtle, I'm going to grab your aunt right now! Do you want to buy it or not!"
I spat at him: "We're not begging you to buy it! You're still asking for it when you come to your door." Swearing... If you don't want to give up money, don't eat good food!"
As he said this, he walked towards him.
Song Dafang clenched his fists. The next moment, his body suddenly tilted slightly, and he saw three people rushing in from outside the store: "Grandma Li, here is the screenshot of the order. You register first, and I will go by myself." Take it!”
“Here is mine!”
"Me, me, me! Li Peng, don't forget to take our manager's share. I've saved the screenshots on my phone."
The three of them were running around on the shelf, like a melon field. The shop was packed with people.
Song Dafang looked at the fearless old lady in front of him, and his anger suddenly poured out -
Nothing, mainly because he was old and couldn't afford to pay.
He swallowed his anger, turned around and left. However, as soon as she left the house, she received a call from her son: "Dad, have you asked? When will the scallion rolls be sold tomorrow? Ziyi has been crying all morning..."
Song Dafang clenched his fists, his face was green and red at the moment, and he turned back as if his feet were filled with lead:
"I want to buy onions."
Onions?
The old lady looked up at him: "No, you go to another store to buy it." Song Dafang's expression was almost ferocious: "Fuck, it's not like I can't afford the money, I want to buy it for twenty yuan. Three ounces of green onions!”
"Hey, hey, hey!"
The young man in the store looked over: "You are so old, why are you so careless in your speech? Who are you talking to?"
" Let me tell you, don’t bully Grandma Li while we, Lao Zhao, are attending the pig-killing feast, there are so many people in our group!”
Old Zhao said in the group: He is not the only one here today! It was a pig-killing feast, and he had to talk about the business of selling fish—who wouldn’t want to buy two delicious fish during this Chinese New Year?
Dare to spoil their good deeds, these Yuncheng foodies are not just bragging!
"That's right!"
The girls in the store also spoke up bravely.
“Why don’t you know things at your age? What season do you eat? Eat wild vegetables and bamboo shoots in the spring, watermelon and cabbage in the summer... How can I sell you onions in this winter? We haven’t bought any.”
Actually, there are still some onions in the field, but the green onions grow slowly, and there is boss Chang who knows everything, so...
In addition, the reason why the young mother selling flower rolls increases her prices in winter is because she uses all the stock from summer!
The scallion oil is fried in advance, and the chopped green onions are chopped and frozen in advance...otherwise, where can I get it?
The old lady also snorted: "The wild vegetables and watermelons in our store are 20 a pound, and I can't bear to buy them."
At this moment, it seemed as if a ray of light penetrated his heart. brain. Song Dafang suddenly recalled all the details -
The handfuls of wild vegetables that Song Tan and Qiao Qiao sent in the spring, the watermelon they brought over in the summer, and the price that Qiao Qiao said was 20 per pound.
He and his wife came to the vegetable market to buy bamboo shoots, but they were charged the same price...
The most eye-catching thing is that my incompetent brother suddenly built a large villa.
The unknown karma and embarrassment shot up from the soles of his feet, burning his face purple and swollen.
He stood there with a ferocious look on his face. So much so that the two young guys in the store clenched their fists and became alert.
The next moment, he suddenly turned around and rushed out of the store.
The fire burned so hard that his heart was about to explode. Song Dafang had just taken out his mobile phone and was about to question him, but the mobile phone he had been using for a long time got stuck at this moment, making him even more angry and confused. I reached Song Hongmei’s circle of friends.
[My younger brother’s family is going to kill five pigs today, and I’m going to take advantage of it too! 】
Pig-killing feast...Pig-killing feast! !
Okay, okay! Song Dafang made gestures with his fingers and mocked Song Hongmei and Song Sancheng! But when I turned around, I saw Song Tan's reply!
At this moment, the outburst of anger, jealousy and resentment had exploded in his brain, causing him to dial the phone directly without ceremony.
Those sky-high-priced vegetables, the brothers who are getting rich and building villas, and the fields and forests in my hometown... Why?
As useless as Song Sancheng was, he was also a fool when he gave birth to a son. What's the use of it? !
How can he make this money? !
Those mountains and that land should not have been so divided in the first place!
Full of questions ran through my mind, and a series of banknotes flew in front of my eyes.
However, the next moment there was a "beep" and the phone was hung up without answering.
Update one. It's daytime! I actually didn’t do anything yesterday. I went to bed. I slept for nine hours. I was so happy! ! !
Try to have a good sleep today!
It’s not about procrastinating, but it’s about preparing the emotions in place before big events, otherwise it will be a sudden explosion with no beginning and no end, and it will be less interesting.
If you want to watch the pig-killing part, you can skip it. I will clearly mark the chapter names of the pig-killing part.
(End of this chapter)