Chapter 29

Looking at the wild vegetables covering the ground, Until Wu Lan still felt a pang of regret: "Are you really not selling them anymore?"

Song Tan had grown accustomed to picking wild vegetables during this time: "Not selling them."

Giving the wild vegetables a chance to grow; that bit of spiritual energy had already been mostly digested, and if she kept selling them, the taste wouldn't meet the standard.

And while she was at it, she could whet the appetites of her precious 28 group members.

"They're twenty yuan a jin!" Until Wu Lan still wouldn't give up.

"They're twenty yuan a jin!" Qiaoqiao parroted.

Song Tan put down her shovel: "Mom, look at me. College graduate, working in Ningcheng. Doesn't that give you face?"

Until Wu Lan's lips curled slightly: "Why say that? Living life isn't about face—well, it's alright. A college student, there aren't many in our village."

"Then look, I'm not working now and came back to farm. Are the villagers whispering? When we go to see Grandma and my uncles, will they say anything? Will they try to persuade me? Will they say you don't know how to raise your children?"

Until Wu Lan's expression gradually darkened: "What right do they have! My daughter makes ten or twenty thousand selling wild vegetables. Do you see them having that kind of luck?"

Song Tan:... There was no need to emphasize that it was luck; it was actually real ability.

But for now, she only said: "Wild vegetables are available every year, so why haven't others sold them at this price? If you tell them I'm making a lot of money, they'll definitely think you're just being stubborn. Our wild vegetables grow well, so we have to make them taste them to shut them up."

"Shut them up!" the repeater Qiaoqiao spoke again.

Until Wu Lan glanced at him: "You silly child, what do you know—but, Tantan, you're right!"

"They love to point fingers. I have to let them know that my daughter went to college and is better at farming than them too!"

"Come on, Qiaoqiao, pick some more!"

Song Tan also pursed her lips and smiled, hiding her achievements and fame.

Actually, their relatives were quite harmonious, with no major conflicts.

But with Qiaoqiao like this, Until Wu Lan had been very concerned about face back then, and in reality, she had swallowed countless tears in private.

There were other slow children in the village before. Raising a slow child requires effort, education, and careful attention...

In short, those who were capable of self-care were mostly handed over to agencies to be sent to factories, going wherever the wages were high.

Those who had little self-care ability were given to local construction teams to do manual labor, where they were provided with food, drink, and lodging... which also gave the family some relief.

Because of Qiaoqiao, it was as if Until Wu Lan had done something wrong, and any relative in the family could point fingers. It wasn't necessarily out of malice, but it was heartbreaking nonetheless.

Now that a perfectly good college student had suddenly returned to farm, the relatives probably didn't know what to speculate.

With these wild vegetables for them to taste, Until Wu Lan could have more confidence.

Thinking of this, Until Wu Lan no longer remembered the twenty yuan.

While the mother and son were working enthusiastically, Song Tan's phone kept ringing. Opening it, the 【Rural Wild Vegetables】 group was full of questions:

【Boss, when are you coming again?】

【Miss, bring more shepherd's purse next time, it's good for dumplings. I didn't get any last time.】

【Bring more wild onions! They are especially delicious in pork buns!】

【Boss, your vegetables are top-notch, but they are too expensive. My son can eat a hundred yuan worth in one meal. The food expenses are incredible!】

【Exactly, Miss, it's warmer now and there are plenty of wild vegetables, when will you lower the price?】

Song Tan thought for a moment and "snap," took a picture of picking wild vegetables:

【Dear customers, wild vegetables are currently in their growth stage, and they are becoming more common in the markets, so it's hard to maintain the price of twenty yuan a jin. Also, the wild vegetables in this field grew early and are now slowly getting old. To ensure quality, we won't be selling wild vegetables this year.】

As soon as this was said, the group exploded.

【Oh my, Miss, we were just chatting about the price, we didn't say it had to be cheaper. Twenty is twenty, I just love eating yours.】

【That's right, Boss, don't stop selling! Don't worry, I only recognize your stall in the whole market.】

【What do you mean they're old? Look at how green and tender they are, they're no different from what we usually buy... Boss, aren't you picking them right now?】

Song Tan replied one by one:

【The last batch of wild vegetables is intended for relatives, sorry, not for sale!】

【However, a heads-up: in three days, the Chinese milk vetch in the fields can be picked. The quantity is large and satisfying, and the taste is excellent. See you at the market then. Those who like it can prepare in advance, also 20 yuan a jin.】

This sudden news left everyone stunned.

Before they could even feel sorry for the wild vegetables, why were they moving on to Chinese milk vetch?

Besides, wasn't this Chinese milk vetch originally used as fertilizer in the fields? For feeding cows, sheep, and pigs. They didn't eat much of it locally.

Since it's self-grown and Chinese milk vetch grows so easily, why is it still twenty a jin? This is too expensive.

The group fell silent for a moment.

Only one group member who had never bought vegetables spoke up:

【I was shopping at the market with my girlfriend and accidentally discovered this stall. I've always wanted to try wild vegetables but never managed to buy any. Now that I'm back in my hometown—Boss, does the Chinese milk vetch taste as good as the wild vegetables? If so, please give me five jin, can you send it by courier?】

Oh my!

Finally, there was an online customer.

Song Tan agreed very readily:

【Yes, but this vegetable needs to be eaten fresh, so it needs to be shipped with ice, shipping costs to be paid on delivery.】

The other party seemed to have never managed to grab any, and seeing that they could pre-order and have it shipped, they didn't hesitate:

"Okay!"

With someone taking the lead, everyone smacked their lips thinking of the taste of those wild vegetables, and now they became active too:

【Alright then, what day of the week is three days from now? I'll definitely go to the stall then!】

【Xiufen, I'm going too, let's go together.】

【Miss, don't worry, as long as the taste of the vegetables doesn't change, I can keep buying.】

Song Tan thought about it; Chinese milk vetch isn't a wild vegetable, but she had planted over ten mu of it, so the yield was sufficient.

And although she didn't give much spiritual energy, she had started cultivating it slowly from the seed stage, so the taste definitely wouldn't be bad, perhaps even sweeter and fresher than the wild vegetables.

Of the seven fields, except for the one reserved for the old cow to eat, the others could all be sold.

Relying on these twenty-eight group members alone really wouldn't be enough!

So she had to be diligent about setting up the stall at the market. In addition, she should edit the video and do some proper promotion. Regardless, every initial customer counted.

Although the high unit price might mean low transaction volume at first, she could guarantee repeat customers; it's a long-term business.

So she added: 【Please help spread the word, everyone. Otherwise, if not many people buy it, I'll have to go to Ningcheng to see if any suppliers need it, and then I won't sell it retail.】

The aunts who were doing secret work in the fields were all too guilty to speak up.

It wasn't that there were few wild vegetables; they were just afraid they wouldn't be able to grab any, which is why they kept it secret!

Even then, sometimes they were bought by people just joining the fun at the market.

But since she said the Chinese milk vetch was abundant, should they pull in a few people for the boss? Otherwise, if things go on like this, what will they do if they can't eat good things in the future?

Everyone started calculating in their hearts.