Chapter 439: The Fate of Earning Money

Early in the morning, Song Tan's house became lively again after a long time.

Song Song Sancheng sat on a stool, facing three old men and women—don't look at how few people there are, but this wave, basically all the elderly in the village who can work are in their house.

After all, there are only so many people in the whole village, two or three strong laborers for transplanting rice, three or five old people weaving grass mats, and two aunts picking tea (there is less tea in summer)...

Now a batch has gone out to work, and the remaining labor force is just this much.

What's more, the yield of Cherokee rose fruit is actually average, seven or eight hundred jin per mu, and this is calculated according to the yield of the peak fruiting period—

Whether those on the mountain now have one mu of land is not mentioned for the time being, anyway, there are not as many fruits as flowers.

Otherwise, how much money would Guo Dong have to dare to have the ambition to take it all!

She couldn't use so many medicinal materials for a while, so Song Tan simply discussed with Little Secretary Zhu and found three minimum living guarantee households who really couldn't do heavy work first.

This thing has no technical content, pick a fruit slowly, and then slowly dry and process it... it's not urgent.

Otherwise, find a strong laborer, run down for a day, and get it, this wave of fruit will be picked! This thing is not calculated by the day.

"Come, come, come, gloves, baskets, hooks, scissors, all come to collect them. Don't try to save trouble and use your own, the gloves I bought are specially thickened. Also, everyone wear jackets, otherwise if you get pricked, we won't be responsible..."

Although there were only these three people, Song Song Sancheng still shouted exceptionally vigorously, as if there were two or three hundred people in front of him.

The old lady next to him glanced at him: "You're just wasting your breath, aren't you? Who in our village wears short clothes up the mountain."

And slowly took the gloves and looked at them over and over: "What gloves, the calluses on our hands are thicker than this."

As soon as this was said, someone immediately laughed: "Old Lady Chen, you're not afraid of being pricked, but I am. I saw it when I went up the mountain yesterday, the thorns of the Cherokee rose fruit are long and short, dense! I see these gloves are only thickened by a layer in the palm, whether they are useful or not is another matter."

The villagers laughed and laughed, and Old Lady Chen was also puzzled: "Chen San, why are you going up the mountain in such heat?"

Chen San sighed: "Isn't it because I heard that everyone loves to eat tender chestnuts now? My son saw someone selling chestnut packages on Tremolo yesterday, and planned to go and see how big my chestnuts are, and whether they can be picked and taken to the city to sell—just that chestnut package, guess how much it is?"

How much?

Everyone, including Song Song Sancheng, pricked up their ears—

"The one livestreaming on Tremolo, green chestnut packages, 59 yuan for five jin, including shipping." After all, tender chestnuts cannot be stored, and they won't be fresh overnight, so they must be shipped with chestnut packages.

Of course, this is Chen San's guess. He doesn't know at all that some people just like this chestnut package, which is cute and fresh!

After all, when knocking chestnuts every year, this thing smashes down on the head, which is not only not fresh, but also bloody! It all depends on the helmet to save life.

Whoa!

Everyone was moved.

This is calculated to be 10 or 20 yuan a jin!

And chestnut orchards are everywhere, even if they haven't been managed for many years, they still bear a lot of fruit year after year. It's a business without capital!

Besides, that chestnut package is so heavy! Just buy it like this, how many chestnuts are there in five jin?

"But we don't understand that livestream, how to sell it? And isn't this planted everywhere? It's not rare. If you sell it so expensive, people will scold you. It seems that tender chestnuts are sold directly in the city, without chestnut packages..."

It's not about whether it can make money or not, the round-trip fare is 40, this this this...

Finally, they took the baskets and prepared to go up the mountain, after all...

"Don't have that fate to earn money."

Secretary Xiao Zhu, who was watching from the sidelines and tagging along for breakfast:... I mean, whether you'll earn money or not, you guys should at least try it first!

She shook her head and sighed, turned her head and saw Wu Lan tying plastic cloth around her waist to prevent water and thorns, and looked at her with a smile: "People in our village, many of them can't open their mouths to sell things. Besides, these tender chestnuts can't be sold for a few days, and they have to go to the city specifically—everyone doesn't necessarily know the way, and they must all be thinking about forgetting it."

Little Secretary Zhu sighed: "I know."

And on the mountain.

Old Lady Chen disliked the gloves being too thick and inconvenient, and directly grabbed the Cherokee rose fruit with one hand: "Ouch!"

She retracted her hand in frustration: "Why are there so many thorns?"

Chen Gu Laosan next to her laughed at her: "Look at you, I told you there were many thorns and you didn't believe it, you suffered, right!"

Old Lady Chen glared at him: "You saw so many thorns yesterday, why didn't you bargain today? 5 yuan a jin is too little. Look at this, there are not many fruits!"

"Not few, right?" Old Lady Li had already quickly cut off a few—

This thing has many thorns, and gloves are not necessarily completely defensive. However, they are all used to farm work, and they thought of it after a little look.

First use a hook to hook the branch over, then gently pinch the fruit with gloves, scissors *click*—and it's done.

"Look, this fruit is not dry and quite heavy, it doesn't take long for a jin. I guess I can earn 100 a day. Sigh, it's just too little."

100 a day, I guess it's only for one day. If you pick it again, there will be no fruit.

"Then I guess it won't work—I don't have your quick hands."

Old Lady Chen felt even more uncomfortable: "You say, the richer you are, the stingier you are! Look at Song Song Youde, his third family built such a big building, hired us to work, and only gave this little bit a day. Not to mention anything else, doesn't weaving grass mats require craftsmanship? 70 a day..."

"You say this!" Old Lady Li was unhappy: "Didn't your son buy a house in the city before? Why didn't you say he gave you 70 every day? Didn't you two old couples take out your coffin money for the house payment?"

"Sitting and moving your hands for a day can stabilize 70 yuan, and Song Song Youde said it can be done for several months... If I didn't know how to weave, look at how fast I would run?"

"Besides, transplanting rice is 300 a day, you have to be able to do it! Old Song's family isn't unable to find anyone."

Old Lady Chen was choked, and her face was a bit unable to hang on, and at this moment she was very unconvinced: "Look at you, you say so many good things, he won't give you a raise..."

Old Lady Li didn't speak yet, but Old Man Chen laughed: "Big sister, sitting at home is also a day, doing some work can have money. Picking fruit today, cleaning up tomorrow, drying the day after tomorrow... This isn't it, you can earn a few hundred yuan in three days, and your monthly living expenses are out, right?"

"We are panting after walking two miles now, and no one wants us to work, why are you still not satisfied!"

"That is!"

Old Lady Li also quickly hooked a branch: "Besides, this time is three days of work, but if you do it well, there will definitely be no shortage in the future."

"You, stop chattering, otherwise you won't have the chance to earn 50 yuan next time."

Old Lady Chen:...

She just has such a mouth—what, not allowed to say bad things!

Do it!

Cherokee rose fruit, I looked at the data, an adult man can pick dozens of jin of wild ones a day, Tan Tan's family is still planted in pieces, and it is not heavy work, so compared to picking fruit, I think 5 yuan a jin for picking price is acceptable.

Good night first. My cousin came home tonight, time is a bit tight. ===== CHAPTER 440 =====