Chapter 477

Seeming to see the small money flowing into his bowl, Boss Qian was exceptionally excited. He hesitated for a moment, then stuffed the small tomatoes he was holding into his mouth and chewed, resisting the instinct to squint his eyes and savor, and after gulping down the last sip of tea in the cup, he threw the cup into the house and hurried back up the mountain.

38 degrees, at noon, although there was shade in the woods, it was definitely not a place to work!

Even so, he stubbornly picked six more baskets of peaches inside, almost getting heatstroke and collapsing inside, before being dragged out by Zhang Wang's family—

"What's the rush?"

He didn't understand this boss: "The orchard is leased, the peaches won't run away! At this noon, the peaches will be sun-baked and soft, the taste will be much worse."

Only then did Boss Qian stop.

By the time he finally recovered at Song Tan's house, he was still sighing:

"Tell me, is it okay to pay more money to ask people from other villages to help pick peaches?"

Song Tan was puzzled: "You said the peaches sold out, proving it's a seller's market now, what's the rush?"

Boss Qian was a bit embarrassed, stammering for a long time: "That... the supermarket entry fee is calculated by the day."

And he was worried: the supermarket fruit account period is 15 days, but in business, payment delays are unavoidable. If it drags on for another week or so, it means they won't have any cash flow for a month...

Anxious!

Song Tan thought for a moment and advised: "Asking for more people isn't impossible, but the quantity of peaches here has increased, and your packaging and wrapping procedures must keep up. If they can't keep up, the peaches will just sit there after being picked, doesn't the cold storage cost money?"

"Besides, there are only so many peaches on the mountain, picking for another three days will be about it. With daily hunger marketing, it should sell faster, right?"

That's true too.

Boss Qian thought carefully and could only sigh anxiously. Now he just hated—why are there only twenty acres of such good peaches!

He thought again: "Otherwise, I'll go see your chestnuts in the afternoon... How will the chestnuts be sold?"

He used to do wholesale, focusing on small profits but quick turnover, never having done a business that was so easy—the fruit was expensive, the villagers easily broke the contract, and he had to keep looking for channels.

If the fruit was cheap, it was everywhere, and he had no advantage... The worst time, a truckload of plums could only be dumped in the ditch!

Having done business for so many years, when was it ever this simple? Just the efficiency of this sale greatly revitalized the capital flow!

And it earned so much!

He and Old Wang would split these two or three thousand jin of fruit, and the net profit for each of them would probably be over a million! How could Boss Qian not be excited?

Song Tan didn't know he had thought so much, just reminded: "There are five acres of chestnut orchard, the growth is particularly good this year, the yield per acre is also about one thousand five hundred jin... the price won't be cheap."

"If you want them, it's best to have the money ready. I settle in cash here."

Boss Qian pondered: the chestnuts should mature by the end of September. According to the supermarket's settlement cycle, the money should flow back by the end of the month.

It's July now, with a month and a half of capital turnover time in between...

To be safe, he'd better not do any other wholesale business! Otherwise, when it's time for this batch of chestnuts, he won't be able to take out the money, and he'll really have nowhere to cry.

You know, Old Wang must be eyeing them covetously too!

Everyone is at the same starting line, he can't let him take all the shares!

Imperial Capital.

Lu Jing had been staying at Lu Chuan's place for two days. Even though she knew her son's character well, she couldn't help but feel increasingly bored over these two days.

Other people's sons—smoke, drink, play cards, party, eat barbecue. If not, date, watch movies, travel... anything is fine!

Her son, gets up at six in the morning for aerobic exercise, makes breakfast at seven, then cleans the house—the housekeeper clearly comes on time! He still has to tidy everything up neatly.

Then prune his flowers...

After finishing everything, he writes for an hour.

By the time all this is done, it's basically 9:00.

You think he can lie down and play on his phone now?

No, there isn't.

He has to continue exercising for about an hour and a half,

Then start preparing lunch at ten-thirty...

This lifestyle is so regular that those selling self-discipline courses would have to kneel and beg him.

This made Lu Jing feel uncomfortable.

Other people's children count on their mothers to cook, but he's the opposite. As a mother, she gets up lazily at eight or nine, either scrolling through short videos or taking pictures of her son's flowers for TikTok...

Comparing the two, it feels completely reversed!

Fortunately, she wasn't completely useless—this wasn't it, just as Lu Chuan was taking a shower, she helped sign for a few express packages.

"Eh, it's that little girl who sent it again? You unpack it and see."

While worrying again: "I don't know if Sister Wang has figured it out, if not, I'll just go back. Living with you is too boring."

She didn't want to come and live with her son either!

The square dance team Lu Jing is in, recently a 57-year-old Sister Wang is being pursued by a 60-year-old man.

Pursue if he wants to. Originally, it had nothing to do with her. Sister Wang has a snail-sized apartment in the Imperial Capital, her husband passed away early and she has no children, always wanting to find someone to rely on. Usually, she does housekeeping for people, working as a nanny to make money.

She works nimbly and can cook a good meal, working only a few hours a day, earning ten thousand a month, which is quite comfortable without a loan!

This wasn't it, she became more cheerful, younger, and fashionable, and as a result, she was spotted by the old man when cleaning for someone.

The next day, he found out about the square dance team, and every day he came to look, talking about wanting to form a family with her, to keep each other company...

Sister Wang was quite tempted.

It's just that Lu Jing didn't think well of it. She is a woman who divorced early and has her own views on marriage.

It's not that one can't remarry; if they were younger, the two could adjust to each other over a few years, slowly keeping each other company, and by the time they were old, there would still be some affection left.

If she hadn't run into a scumbag, she wouldn't have been left to fend for herself once something went wrong.

But at the age of Sister Wang and this old man, to put it bluntly, that is the time when all the ailments of the body should start showing! I heard the old man still lives with his son and daughter-in-law, and occasionally takes care of his grandson...

Getting married at this time, not to mention Sister Wang having to be a free nanny at home, what if she isn't attentive enough with the child, or the old man has some discomfort—could his family be without complaints?

And if one gets sick and needs care, can this "late-life companion" who suddenly appeared really support each other?

It is highly likely that they would just wash their hands of it and ignore it.

However, these words don't sound pleasant; if it weren't for the harmony they've shared in the square dance group during this time, Lu Jing wouldn't have said them.

Actually, the male lead isn't a "big male lead," he's a... (is this allowed to be written?) wife. The most suitable thing is for the female lead to press him onto the grass and do this and that, while he usually cooks delicious food at home...

But the former cannot be written, and the latter will take a very, very long time to reach... Also, if you can't accept this character setting, there aren't many romantic scenes anyway, so I'll just skip them.

Let's see if I can add an extra chapter tonight... I'm going to eat first!