Chapter 515: How to sell the fish?

Little Cai was full of passion, but Cai Ma was very unhappy because she kept checking the group chat and now knew that her family was the last one to arrive!

People were even taking videos by the fish pond!

This unlucky child was dragging her feet while driving a big car...

"Eat it or don't, I don't care what you eat! Hurry up! You're dawdling with everything every day. We left one after another, and now you can't even see the tail of their car, and you still want to eat pig-slaughtering dishes? What kind of beautiful dream are you having!"

Sigh, reaching middle age, not knowing how to drive, relying on children, and having to coax them to buy ingredients for the family—it's just so heartbreaking...

Cai Ma fell into melancholy.

Little Cai:...

Little Cai fell into grievance.

Is it her fault that the mountain road for the big car is hard to walk and she's being cautious?

She didn't say a word of complaint even though the road was bumpy like this!

And since it's buying ingredients for herself, it's normal to pick a favorite variety... Forget it, forget it, it's not easy to encounter authentic pig-slaughtering dishes, so just treat it as being for this meal!

She gritted her teeth, the car made a turn, and suddenly the scene brightened, revealing sparse, old houses—

"We're here, we're here!"

"Not yet, not yet!"

Cai Ma directed passionately: "Your Sister Xu and the others are in front... drive forward, right, right, that fork in the road, turn past the bamboo forest, see it? Go around the bamboo forest—right, right, right! Do you see the chartered car of your Sister Xu? Just there!"

Little Cai opened her mouth wide.

Just... this country villa in front of her was completely out of place with the whole village!

It wasn't that the style was too modern; in fact, the style was still very rustic and harmonious. It could be seen that it had been planned, and there were even empty flower beds by the wall.

But.

The houses passed earlier, even if there were occasional two-story buildings, one could tell from the small tiles on the walls that they were at least twenty years old.

Most were still low, old houses with red bricks and grey tiles. The whole village was quiet, with no hustle and bustle, as if the village had long since fallen into silence.

However, after turning past the bamboo forest, the building in front of her was simply in another dimension!

White walls and grey roofs, upturned eaves, a three-story building built with elegance and atmosphere. On a large open space outside the low courtyard wall, it was already full of cars!

Little Cai was quick-witted. The instinct to find a parking space suppressed her shock, and she smoothly and fluidly turned the car, successfully squeezing her own car in.

While getting out of the car, she couldn't help but sigh to Cai Ma: "Can rural business development reach this scale now?"

What's the situation with this family? Did they get rich raising pigs?

It was just a bit different from the simple and down-to-earth kind she imagined—

For example, in her imagination, a lively village, several burly men holding down a pig, red knife in, white knife out, and then the pig screaming desperately... the muddy ground full of blood, the whole scene lively, rustic, and messy...

Anyway, Little Cai hadn't seen a pig slaughtered. It was like that on TV, and she felt it should be about the same.

But looking at the flat and smooth parking lot under her feet at this moment, she felt a bit awkward in her heart.

This awkwardness lasted only for a moment. The next moment, she saw a man with a sun hat and a backpack get out of a car at another part of the parking lot and say "Oh my":

"Didn't they say they were fishing at five o'clock? Why are there so many people? Am I late?"

Little Cai:????

What fishing?

Isn't it pig-slaughtering dishes?

Why are you excited about fishing? They are in a land of fish and rice here, they don't lack fish!

She looked at Cai Ma, who was already poking her head around looking for people, and tactfully swallowed her question.

Song Tan hadn't expected so many people to come.

She looked at the scorching sun in the sky—it was past four in the afternoon, the hottest time!

"People really don't know how to enjoy life now... Old Zhao isn't selling at the vegetable market until night, why bother coming all this way..."

Sister Yanran, however, was already fully armed and full of expectation: "Sigh, look at these people who came, middle-aged men and women, they have money and leisure and just love the countryside. Don't talk about fishing and selling; even if you talk about digging wild vegetables, they can rush over at five in the morning!"

Don't talk about city people; even they were eager to try right now!

Digging wild vegetables is also this proactive...

Song Tan looked at the many cars in front of her, unable to help feeling shaken: "Then are they willing to pull weeds..."

There are too many weeds in the fields in spring and summer!

Song Sancheng came back from the outside with a fishing net, and the two old brothers helping him couldn't help but click their tongues:

"Sancheng, you're selling your fish too cheaply, aren't you? Why are there so many people?"

While unable to help advising: "Fish are easy to sell now, and those are old ponds of yours, without any feed or anything, just like wild ones, so don't sell them cheaply!"

Crucian carp at the vegetable market are already 20 a jin now, and wild ones don't even get a turn to be sold at the market.

Song Sancheng's heart skipped a beat—that's right, they only talked about selling fish, they didn't talk about the price!

He threw the fishing net down: "I'll go ask how to sell them..."

With so many people, if they get dissatisfied after tossing and turning, and get irritable in this hot weather, that would be terrible!

Looking at Wu Lan, the courtyard was full of people, most of whom were here to join the fun for the first time. She simply threw the old tea leaves into the boiling water bucket and let everyone help themselves.

By the way, she said: "Everyone, it's not easy for everyone to come from so far away, but we don't have enough manpower, so we can't provide dinner tonight..."

"You don't necessarily have to have the fish now; Old Zhao at the vegetable market will sell them later..."

It's really not that she isn't enthusiastic or hospitable, it's just that she really can't entertain them! With so many people tonight, she would have to boil three or five pots of porridge, and she really couldn't handle it!

However, her voice was hoarse from shouting, and those who came to join the fun didn't listen at all. They were all old customers of the vegetable market, and many had built friendships through wild vegetables. Now they only knew there were fresh and good fish, and they had to buy them no matter what, simply not listening!

In short, fill your own tea water first, then take videos, call friends, and consider how to clear space in the refrigerator!

Busy!

Who cares about dinner or not, they can't be bothered.

The only calm person on the scene was Song Tan.

Looking at the sweating Song Sancheng, she quickly fanned him twice: "Dad, don't worry, don't worry, the fish won't run away, and the people won't run away!"

What kind of talk is that!

Song Sancheng glared at her: "With so many people, did you mention the price? Don't wait until the price is unsatisfactory and they start making a scene!"

This pond has grass carp, crucian carp, white fish, and probably some shrimp, loaches, etc... the prices must be made clear.

Song Tan wasn't panicked at all: "Only selling fish, no other sundries. No matter what kind of fish, except for the ones that are too small, everything else is 40 a jin."

Song Sancheng:... 40? And people are coming from far away to buy them?

"Hmm." Song Tan was righteous: "It's convenient for statistics—oh, Sister Yanran will do the statistics, and Tang Xiaodong and Qi Lin will help weigh the fish."

"My mom will watch to make sure no one picks and chooses or snatches..."

After all, with so many people, everyone definitely wants to pick the big ones, which delays things and easily makes others feel unbalanced. It's better to just sell by the pile and not let them pick.

As for Song Sancheng...

Song Sancheng didn't understand how doing business had become so tough like Tantan's, but...

He turned around and picked up the fishing net in the courtyard: "I'm going to fish now, you watch out so no one falls into the pond." ===== CHAPTER 516 =====