Chapter 1691: The City People Who Delay Things

Song Tan didn't know that her exceptionally ordinary date with Lu Chuan had actually made pink bubbles pop up in Tie He Lian's heart.

She was just flushed from the sun, and then successfully picked a full basket of eagle-beak peaches.

The skin was green and fuzzy, with slight parts showing a mature red, the curved beak sharp, chubby, and cute. Moreover, they were quite large; she picked one up and weighed it, knowing one was about half a jin or six liang.

"Pretty good."

Song Tan was very satisfied: "This year's peaches are more symmetrical and fuller than last year's, and the fruit flesh is firm."

If many fruits are blindly pursued for size, the flesh inside is loose, and eating them not only lacks fruit flavor but tastes like chewing wax.

Lu Chuan also looked carefully.

He had once bought the legendary cracked ugly fruit online, but the merchant had faked it.

That crack wasn't because the variety was too mature, but because it grew too fast, the fruit expanded, and eating it was like chewing a ball of cotton.

But the peaches in front of him, just looking at the weight, he knew they must be even more delicious than last year!

"How do you plan to sell them this year?"

Song Tan thought for a while: "Building a house requires a huge sum of money; I have to earn more."

Last year, she sold some online, but after deducting express and shipping costs, the price wasn't as good as giving them to Proprietor Chang.

So she thought about it and decided to give most of them to Proprietor Chang.

With his packaging ability, this fruit would definitely be touted as unparalleled in heaven and on earth, and the remaining small portion would be for Qiaoqiao's fans.

As for money, with the fruit ripening season now here, the mountain was eager to have every leaf earn money for her, so she didn't need to be as stingy as last year.

Although the online sales volume was small, compared to the entire peach orchard, it wasn't small.

And because the price was on the expensive side, more expensive than last year, there shouldn't be that many people grabbing them, right?

Since ancient times, price hikes have always driven away customers.

But these peach trees had absorbed spiritual energy for a long time and were in their most vigorous peak fruiting period; now, their taste and texture were not at all inferior to those old-tree apples.

If she sold them cheaply, Song Tan herself would feel it was a waste of a pearl.

In short, with a high price, there wouldn't be that many people grabbing them.

After all, it's not a necessity, right?

As she said this, Lu Chuan looked at her confident appearance and just smiled without speaking.

This wasn't wrong; price hikes drive away customers.

But that depends on the quality.

Besides, high prices indeed make some customers powerless and discouraged. But Qiaoqiao's fans were now approaching 1.4 million!

On that small platform, not just in the rural area, he was the undisputed top streamer in many non-mainstream groups.

Furthermore, his fan stickiness was extremely high, the conversion rate was also extremely high, and even the purchasing power could be called the platform's number one.

Under these circumstances, with over 1.4 million fans, even if only 30% had purchasing power, the probability of those 400,000 people being willing to spend money was unknown.

However, for things of this quality, if everyone could really buy them, it wouldn't seem special.

So he didn't break Song Tan's little fantasy—anyway, the fans were all skilled at grabbing things; now with fewer people, grabbing expensive goods wouldn't be as much pressure, right?

Of this large basket of peaches, the Old Song family kept half, and Wu Lan had already arranged for Lu Chuan to take the rest back to entertain friends.

He didn't refuse, just took one per person—because they were large, this already filled a small basket.

"Take them up the mountain to pick!"

Wu Lan was extremely enthusiastic.

Lu Chuan thought for a while: "If they can get up early tomorrow morning, I'll bring them over."

This group of friends, including their families, although not material for farm work, fortunately wouldn't reach out and break or pinch things randomly; most of the time they were just taking pictures inside.

Mixing in the peach orchard early in the morning for two hours, the photos would be enough for at least three nine-grid posts on WeChat Moments.

But as for the results...

It was estimated that the basket of peaches Song Tan picked today would be their labor volume for tomorrow.

The main point was that they couldn't do anything right.

It didn't matter; true friends don't mind.

He got up early, and when he returned to the homestay, the elders and children were all up, leaving only the useless adults snoring inside.

Seeing the peaches, everyone cheered and picked one up, rushing to wash them.

Lu Chuan didn't forget to greet Master Chai:

"Master Chai, you and Master Zhou take one peach each; don't forget to eat them."

"Alright!"

Master Chai had come from thousands of miles away; wasn't he waiting for this happy moment?

He definitely wouldn't forget.

But the water caltrop stem fried rice being stirred and heated in the pot was also truly fragrant!

The overnight fried rice didn't feel like much when taken out of the refrigerator, but as it was heated by the firewood, the bottom became slightly charred. After waiting a while for it to stick to the bottom of the pot, stirring it again gave it a charred, fragrant, and enticing sour-spicy sensation.

He waved the spatula with extra force; having flipped the pot for decades, his great strength wasn't practiced in vain!

Some people hadn't woken up yet, but that didn't hinder him. In a while, he and little Zhou would first gobble down two bowls, then drink a bowl of white fungus soup, stroll around the village, and pick some ingredients.

After digestion, when they came back at noon, they would hold a peach...

The village's labor schedule made his three meals a day seem exceptionally unaccustomed. For example, it was mid-morning, and they were finally starting to eat breakfast.

"Little Zhou," he instructed his apprentice: "Next time there's something like this, we two must still actively perform!"

Everyone had gone to the city to eat barbecue together, and little Zhou was even the main labor force. But he was full of energy and spirit at this moment:

"Don't worry, Master! I heard we're going to pick some pomegranates tomorrow—it's a pity we won't be here when the pomegranates mature on a large scale."

Hiya!

The master and apprentice held their bowls and sighed in unison, deeply feeling they had missed a lot.

But who were the only ones who missed a lot?

Song Song Sancheng also felt he had missed a lot.

He had been busy digging earthworms early in the morning, but when the sun burned his skin and it was 10 o'clock, news came from over there that everyone had just finished breakfast.

This group of city people...

He muttered angrily, looking at the fishing rod he had prepared, then silently wiped it and put it back.

If the morning doesn't work, the afternoon should be fine, right?

That river section wouldn't have the big sun after noon, so he could go fishing around 3 o'clock.

Fishing until dinner time, there should be at least 5 hours, right?

Thinking of this, his heart was even more fiery. He put on his big straw hat:

"Tantan, for fishing in the afternoon, I'll first remove the blocking net at the canyon entrance. If you take your friends out on the small boat, you can drive it to the big river in front."

Their Jin River had a very wide river surface during the entire flood season, especially under the sunset, vast and like scattered gold foil, not at all inferior to those promotional videos online.

It's a pity that since they contracted the river section, they could only set nets in the canyon. Now, every time they drive in, they have to take them down in advance...

Since they were taken down, Song Song Sancheng decided: he would fish for three consecutive days!

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