Chapter 1837

Taste it?

Lower the price?

You wish!

Zhang Hong stood up, stuffed the sweet melon into his mouth in two or three bites. The refreshing and sweet taste made the words he was about to mumble get stuck, so he had to widen his eyes and try hard to chew, chew, chew, swallow, swallow...

Huh, what was he going to say?

He couldn't remember, so after standing up like that, he sat back down slowly.

Wu Fang, on the other hand, was eating half a sweet melon with a crunch and said: "Taste it, chew, chew, chew... No way, this thing is expensive, chew, chew, chew... The boss didn't send too many, chew, chew, chew... It's gone."

She swallowed the bite in her mouth.

Expensive?

How expensive could it be?

Everyone was suspicious, always feeling that she wanted to have a monopoly in the wholesale market.

Wu Fang thought for a moment: "Wholesale price, 40 per jin."

Hiss!

Everyone gasped.

Do you think this is winter? A mere sweet melon is 40 per jin, and that's the wholesale price? To what extent would the selling price go?

With transportation, packaging, profit, and loss added together, wouldn't it be at least 80?

Forget it, forget it.

Just joking; this kind of fruit shouldn't appear in their wholesale market—it doesn't even have a rare variety!

Everyone dispersed like birds and beasts.

Meanwhile, Grandpa Qi Lin in Yunqiao Village had already happily taken down the air-dried ducks to look at them again and again; the temperature in the oven was just about right:

"One, two, three... eleven."

Five for the Song family, two for the Lu family, one for Professor Song, plus two for himself and his wife—10 people eating at noon, eleven ducks!

Haha!

Grandpa Qi Lin felt happy just thinking about it. He knows how to eat roast duck very well, whether it's dipping the duck skin in white sugar, brushing it with sweet bean sauce, or rolling it with chili sauce—he is very good at it!

If there's any left over at noon, whether it's half a duck or a small half, he'll dip it in sauce in the afternoon and bake it carefully on the stove; it will be another delicious piece of duck jerky.

And then have a small glass of wine in the evening...

Just as he was enjoying himself, Professor Song suddenly received a call:

"Ah? You're on the road? Why didn't you say anything?"

A sense of foreboding arose in his heart.

Listening further, he sure enough saw Professor Song hang up the phone and say helplessly to Song Tan: "Tantan, Teacher Tang said she's already in a taxi..."

Taking a taxi from the high-speed railway station to Yunqiao Village takes at most an hour or so.

Song Tan was naturally extremely welcoming. Although the little old lady loves to preach, everything she teaches is useful!

Qiao Qiao quotes her often and thinks of her all the time.

Oh my, what have they done to deserve welcoming such two good teachers and helpful friends, Xin Jun and Teacher Tang, in this small mountain village?

Especially the child's artistic literacy in piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting—Teacher Xin can't help with that.

In short, the Song family warmly welcomes them.

Only Grandpa Qi Lin remained silent, silently going to sharpen his knife at this moment.

Nothing else, just that when slicing the roast duck, he needs to be generous and leave more meat on the duck frame.

That way, when frying it in the pan, gnawing on it can also fill the stomach and take up time.

As for why Teacher Tang came so hastily, that's a long story made short.

It's just that her child couldn't handle her own child either, so she prepared to send her to the side of the old lady who was fleeing far away.

Terrible!

The only child she can teach must be like Qiao Qiao!

In short, it was hurried and frantic; she only packed two or three pieces of luggage, bought the nearest ticket on the way to the high-speed railway station, and insisted on escaping even after waiting in the hall for three hours.

Thinking of Yunqiao Village, thinking of a child like Qiao Qiao who understands as soon as he is taught, and most importantly, the food, she felt happy again in her heart.

As for where to stay...

Old Song had shown her the dormitory they originally lived in on the mountain; an 80-square-meter two-bedroom apartment is also comfortable.

But...

Sigh, actually she still pays great attention to enjoyment and life services. It's just that since there is a ready-made place, would it be too wasteful to go and stay in a good room at Lu's homestay?

Teacher Tang pondered all the way.

And on the same road, in a different car, Zhou Tianyu also returned by car.

He actually didn't want to come back. Nowadays, people talk about gap years, especially since Beicheng is a big city, whether it's going out to watch performances, see scenery, gather with friends for takeout, have a drink at a bar, or think quietly in a cafe...

These are all very convenient.

But... he couldn't help the fact that he had no savings.

After quitting his job, his schedule was reversed, his days were a mess, and he ordered takeout for several meals. After eating like this for more than a week, his wallet really couldn't take it anymore.

And the rent.

Worrying, if he renews the lease, it's a six-month lease, and he has to pay next month.

If he doesn't renew, his new job hasn't been settled yet, so when he submits his resume and waits for an interview, he must have a place to settle down.

After thinking it over, plus the family's urging, and hearing that the family's vegetable planting is quite profitable now, he finally came back.

However, there was nothing to talk about with the villagers he couldn't talk to, and he had to go to town to pick up express deliveries, and he didn't even have a car...

Thinking of this, he was also upset and frowned.

In this serious atmosphere, the driver originally wanted to chat, but after looking in the rearview mirror, he simply kept quiet.

Just like that, in silence, they arrived at Zhou Maozhu's house.

The always honest and simple Zhou Maozhu stood outside the gate waiting. Seeing the car arrive, he hurried forward to help get his luggage down. Seeing that there was only one small suitcase, he was stunned.

"Just this little bit?"

Didn't Tianyu say he rented a house and bought some things?

Like Song Tan, when Song Sancheng and Wu Lan talked a lot about how hard the child lived, just a small single room, a small bed, and nothing else.

Even so, when she came back, she packed a large suitcase and tied it to the motorcycle.

Just then, a crisp and pleasant sound came from the driver's phone: "WeChat received 200 yuan!"

He couldn't help but be stunned again:

200, did he charter a car back?

And Zhou Tianyu got out of the car. Seeing his father still stunned in the misty rain, he couldn't help but feel helpless:

"Those things are still in Beicheng; I still have to look for a job, so why bring them back?"

Zhou Maozhu's mouth moved, wanting to say something.

For example, now that there is no job, you have to save money.

Or for example, now that many people come to Yunqiao Village on weekends to buy vegetables, taxi drivers are also familiar with this place, so you can carpool, and 25 is enough.

Or if you don't want to wait, you can also carpool to town for 25 yuan; there are many such cars, and you don't have to wait long, and he can borrow a car to pick him up.

Li Lanhua had already rambled about these things in voice messages before, but...

Forget it.

He thought about his previous salary of over 10,000 a month, the child's hard journey, and the fact that he had just arrived home... forget it.

Just as he entered the courtyard, he saw Li Lanhua also rushing out of the kitchen: "Tianyu, you're back just in time. Let's ponder how to arrange the mountain as a family! If it can make money, you don't have to go to Beicheng."

Zhou Tianyu felt helpless instantly.

On the other side, Teacher Tang was dressed exquisitely and had a dignified air. When she didn't speak in the car, the driver didn't dare to chat casually.

But once she opened her mouth, she could say a few words about everything from the north to the south, which was even more informative than what the driver had heard!

After a few exchanges, the driver almost treated her as a confidante.

Now that he had delivered her, the car even stopped directly at the gate of the Song family's white-walled and gray-tiled courtyard according to her instructions!

Even without much mention, he unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car, and even enthusiastically helped the old lady take her suitcase, open the car door, and so on.

Professor Song, who was rushing out, was stunned when he saw this—

Don't mention it, now that tourism in various cities is developed, the quality of such drivers has obviously improved!

The development of Yuncheng is just around the corner!

?? Here I am. I have a bucket of yogurt that expires the day after tomorrow, but it hasn't been opened yet, and I'm eating it fiercely right now...