Fortunately, Qiaoqiao didn't read the barrage, so he didn't adopt such a terrifying suggestion.
Song Tan, on the other hand, had just found a few aprons and sleeves from the house and received a strange phone call.
"Hello, Song Tan, right? This is the municipal party committee office..."
She was so happy that she quickly found Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary among the old men, and pulled her out:
“The municipal government just called and said that the leader will be here at about 11 o’clock and let us prepare the reception.”
Song Tan became active: "When you talk about the electricity supply in our village, should you wait until he eats it, or wait until he is full?"
Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, just breathed a sigh of relief - —The old men saw so many people that they had to ask her to find a way to get a pig and take it home separately. In this moment, several of their grandmothers were waiting eagerly at home...
It was done She has a big head.
Just five pigs! There are a lot of people in Song Tan's family (including herself), where is the extra end that can be shared?
There are too many, so the county magistrate might as well take charge now and give the leaders a few more pounds, right?
The old men get some specialties before leaving and go back to Amitabha. How about pork? No way.
At this moment, she was relieved when Song Tan fished her out. When she heard this, she began to think: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, there are many people with mixed mouths. When the food is ready, I'll see if I can eat it with Director Li." Just a few words in front of me..."
When the leader comes over, Secretary Li from the municipal government will definitely accompany him. She has to find the right opportunity.
Thinking of this, I looked at my old man a little worriedly, and then felt relieved.
The level gap between the municipal leaders of the 18th-tier town and my old man is a bit large, so they should be unrecognizable.
As for Little Du Ge and others, although their style is a bit obvious, it is not something that makes people immediately think of Yuquan Mountain.
Well, sure!
Thinking of this, she was completely relieved and said quickly:
"I will contact people first to see what kind of reception they need."
“But since I, the party secretary, didn’t mention it in advance, it should be low-key in nature. Don’t worry, it’s good to be lively like this.”
"In addition, you and your family have asked you to set up a snack table or something later. The dishes should be simple and nice, and there is no need to mess around with anything else. In addition, the leaders will come over, and they will have cameras with them to let Qiao Qiao live broadcast. Avoid that area..."
"Also, if someone asks any sensitive questions..."
Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, wanted to give a few words of advice, but he took a look at the enthusiastic person. , and the dining table being arranged...
Well, there is no need to tell you this.
At 11 o'clock, the tables are almost open and everyone's mouths are full. Who has time to talk?
As he was talking, he saw two cars approaching one after another on the road.
The first person to get off the bus was the vegetable vendor Lao Zhao.
"Ouch! I came just in time!"
He ran over happily and looked at the black pig being bled, with a smile on his eyebrows and eyes:
" What a pig! What a pig!”
Then he hurriedly came to Song Tan: "Are the pigs for sale?!"
Song Tan shook his head and looked behind him - he saw an acquaintance getting out of another car.
Lao Zhao’s attention is not here, but he pesters again: “Sell one! Just one - if it doesn’t work, half a fan is fine! Just tell me the price? I can’t sell it for 80 per pound. Yes!"
As soon as he said this, he heard a sneer behind him: "80? Why do you have the nerve to say it?"
Old Zhao frowned and turned around immediately.
Behind him was a man much younger than him, dressed much more elegantly than him, with a string in his hand.
“Tsk!” Lao Zhao was unhappy: “Who are you?” Who cares who you are? We are talking here, what does it mean to make a cross and mock others?
Song Tan couldn't help but said: "Ouch! You two have different target markets, so you can compete with each other. Boss Chang, what you just said was not polite."
It was Boss Chang who had set out early in the morning.
I saw him frowning, very sincerely: "Boss Song. I am also in a hurry."
"How can someone in business be able to lower the price so much? Your pork is less than three There’s no need to talk about the number of digits, how could he have the nerve to open 80?”
Chang Letian sighed: “I was also in a hurry, and I was afraid that you would suffer a loss because of your face, Mr. Song - I’m sorry, brother, I’m like this No one has any ill intentions.”
My dear, your tea is full of tea! Lao Zhao's nose was almost crooked with anger.
And he also realized who this person was.
——The surname is Chang, the license plate number is from out of town, he is clearly the package owner who has blocked most of his supply!
Yes, that’s right! It’s a regular package!
Seeing that Old Zhao was about to start talking, Song Tan quickly waved his hand: "Don't argue, don't argue! Regardless of the number, I won't sell the pork this year."
"That's impossible!" At this time, both Boss Chang and Lao Zhao were anxious.
"You can drive as much as you want. I came all the way here and I can't be empty-handed. What I mean is that there are only so many people in your family, and you can't let the pork go. Where are the five pigs? Can’t I do it at all?”
Old Zhao also looked at her eagerly: "It's almost the Chinese New Year, and Fangyuan can't catch up with the New Year pig, can't I leave some for her? And my parents are getting older..."
Song Tan shook her head: "It's really not possible."
She sighed, feeling very sad: "The people in our family are all very good at eating."
"The pork is frozen because we can't finish it." , If you can’t make it into something else, it won’t last long.”
“You guys are here today, just eat it, but if you want to buy it, it’s really not available.”
As soon as these words were said, the two people who had eaten at Song Tan's house fell silent.
If they had such food to eat, they would have to support the wall every time.
Now...
ε=(ο｀*))) Alas!
“Okay!” Boss Chang was able to bend and stretch, and at this moment he only solemnly said:
"Don't forget me about your chickens, ducks, cattle, sheep, and fish!"
This is something you can promise. Although there are still few chickens and ducks now, the scale will definitely be expanded early next year.
The portion of beef and sheep is so big that even Lao Zhao can’t eat it by himself.
It's just...
"There's no need for fish, right? I plan to catch some more fish in a while, but Boss Chang, your place is so far away, and the fish you send there won't be fresh anymore. Necessary.”
"Why isn't it fresh?"
Boss Chang was anxious: "We have technology now! Just tell me, can't I bring an aquatic product transport truck over?"
Song Tan :...That's really unnecessary. There aren't many fish in her pond.
Unexpectedly, this meaning was revealed, and Boss Chang looked at her pitifully:
"Boss Song, because there is not enough food, all my restaurants are closed during the Chinese New Year. What do you mean? Say, which restaurant doesn’t accept New Year’s Eve dinner—it’s me!”
"If the fish don't give me some money, how can I still have a surplus every year?"
His voice was sincere and pitiful, and it didn't look like he was doing a prosperous business at all. Old Zhao, who was watching on the sidelines, was amazed -
The bigger the business, the thicker the skin!
Update 2, good night.