Chapter 48: Buying Ducks

Song Song Hongmei was very dissatisfied: "You businessman doesn't want customers?"

Old Zhang was also unhappy: "My old sister, every time you bring someone, you have to bargain, where do I have any profit?"

Every businessman says so, Song Song Hongmei herself doesn't make money selling eggs and pancakes!

She didn't believe it.

So she turned to Song Tan and said: "Don't look at this place as broken, in fact, this piece of land is his, otherwise the old city is so broken, if it's not demolished, can it still sell chickens and ducks? People would have come to the door long ago."

Fortunately, this place is in the cracks of several family courtyards, not affecting the city appearance, otherwise this sneaky business would have been done long ago.

Song Song Hongmei had been in the family courtyard for more than twenty years, and she knew it well: "Tan Tan, don't listen to his nonsense, these ducks are hatched by himself at home, there are no costs—I tell you, last year it was four yuan each, don't suffer a loss!"

Old Zhang's face changed: "Sister! Are you trying to tear down my stage? Last year is last year's price, what doesn't rise in price this year? I won't sell for four yuan!"

Song Song Hongmei turned and left: "You guys talk, I have to go home and cook."

Then she walked away.

The three people left looked at each other, and then Song Qiao Song Qiao repeated: "Four yuan each?"

Old Zhang refused to give up: "No! At least four point five, otherwise you go buy it elsewhere!"

Song Tan almost laughed out loud.

She had inquired about the price before, and no family was lower than five, it seems that four is really the bottom line.

"Fine, four point five is four point five, let us see first."

See if you want to see.

Old Zhang was very confident in his own ducks, and now led the two of them through the front room, turned into the back yard, then entered a room, then entered the back yard—

This is his secret base.

A sunshade was set up here, and you could smell a fishy smell of duck poop from far away.

However, when they entered, a group of yellow furry ducklings swayed their butts left and right, and rushed over with a "clatter"!

The scene was very happy!

Song Qiao Song Qiao couldn't move his legs at that time, squatted down directly, and then looked at Song Tan eagerly.

Old Zhang explained: "Have you raised them before? How many do you want? This is a hemp duck, the meat quality is good, and it grows fast. Look at them, one by one, strong and strong, they will definitely live well after buying them back!"

Song Tan believed this.

They came suddenly, and the boss didn't make any preparations, but looking at it with the naked eye, the ducklings were all energetic, and they were indeed strong.

Four point five each, it can be considered super cheap.

She thought about it, there is a pond above the bamboo forest in her hometown, and these ducks can also enter the rice fields to eat grass, and there are mountain slopes for them to walk around, the place is big enough.

"Let's have a hundred first."

A hundred?

This time it was Old Zhang's turn to be surprised.

"I thought you were raising a few for your own family... you want so many!"

Then he saw Song Tan's face, remembered that this was brought by Song Song Hongmei, and became vigilant again: "I tell you, even if you buy a thousand, it's this price, four point five, not a penny less!"

Song Song Hongmei is persistent, too persistent!

If she doesn't bargain to her satisfaction, she will come to bargain every day! Selling ducks is not selling vegetables, a wave of ducks takes a long time from hatching to growing, and she can be persistent.

Old Zhang couldn't stand it, and only then did he tell the bottom line.

Song Tan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Fine, not less, your ducks are quite good, I will come to buy next year."

She was so straightforward, Old Zhang was a bit embarrassed:

"Sigh, it's all Sister Song's fault, every time she wants to bargain with me, I'm afraid of her after bargaining for so long."

But he turned his head and counted the ducks in his small courtyard—hatching is in batches, there are only 120 or 130 ducks in the courtyard in total.

Old Zhang pondered for a while: "Otherwise you buy 120, and I will give you the remaining few."

Although most are strong, there are inevitably a few weak ones, and this is to be depreciated.

Rather than staying here and being picked and not sold, it is better to pack them all at once.

Afraid that Song Tan wouldn't know the goods:

"I tell you, nearly half of this batch are male ducks, male ducks are more nourishing than female ducks, and the price is originally higher, I will give you the same price."

Chickens and ducks are different.

Chickens have more economic value for hens, while ducks are more nourishing for males.

What's more, duck eggs, except for salted duck eggs, have no other way to eat better. The economic value is even worse.

Old Zhang said all honest words.

Song Tan thought that a hundred were bought, not much more for twenty or thirty, so she nodded straightforwardly:

"Fine."

More than a hundred ducks were put into the truck bed, and the time also came to 12:00 noon, they couldn't go back for lunch today, fortunately Song Tan was prepared.

At this moment, she took Song Qiao Song Qiao: "Go, what do you want to eat? Sister will take you."

Song Qiao Song Qiao thought hard: "What does Peppa eat?"

What does Peppa eat?

Song Tan doesn't know either, probably pig food...

She thought about it:

"Go, take you to eat fried chicken, fries, red bean pie, hamburger!"

It's not because they are delicious, but because of the toys given away, and let Song Qiao Song Qiao, who has never eaten, change his taste.

There are ducklings in the car, and everything is packed and brought to the car.

Song Qiao Song Qiao just opened the toy box in his hand, but was surprised to find that it was a yellow duckling!

Two wings flapping up and down, very interesting.

"Little duck!"

He shouted in surprise, and then took a bite of the roast chicken leg.

"Hmm..." he chewed, his expression strange.

Song Tan glanced at him: "Is it delicious?"

Song Qiao Song Qiao thought about it, his expression struggling: "Not as delicious as vegetables, but, but..."

He couldn't say anything more.

"But it's still quite fresh, right?" Song Tan added.

"Mm!" Qiaoqiao nodded heavily, then took another bite.

This poor child...

Song Tan thought to herself: She should find time to take him to an amusement park a few times.

Qiaoqiao didn't know that more delicious food and fun things were waiting for him in the future; for now, he just nodded contentedly, holding a chicken wing in one hand and a small duck in the other:

"Sister, can we eat this again next time?"

Song Tan felt sorry for him: "How about we eat it once every two weeks, okay?"

How long is two weeks?

Qiaoqiao blinked, and finally nodded blankly.

He thought for a moment, then took out the half-bag of snow crackers from his bag:

"Can't eat this anymore, can I take it back for Dabai?"

"You can."

She still had a bag in her pocket: "We still have to ask Dabai to lead the little ducks later, you should feed it more delicious things."

Dabai leading the little ducks?

Qiaoqiao subconsciously turned his head to look at the back of the truck, and it took a long time before he frowned and said:

"Dabai leading the ducks, will it be very fierce?"

"No!" Song Tan coaxed him: "The ducks will grow up to be just like Dabai, one pot won't be enough to stew them!"

Oh my, thinking of winter melon and old duck soup, sour bamboo shoot and old duck soup, roast duck... her mouth was watering.

However, Qiaoqiao had a bitter face:

"Dabai can't, Dabai can't be stewed."

This is the downside of keeping animals for a long time; once you invest feelings, you can't let go.

Song Tan sighed:

"Dabai won't be stewed, we'll eat the ducks—you're not allowed to play with the ducks when the time comes."