Chapter 547: The Aunt's Abacus

Her aunt was so good at living...

Song Tan handed out that bag of dried fish, dried shrimp, and braising spice packets with great difficulty. At this moment, she was extremely glad that her mother had insisted on stuffing a few large pumpkins before she left, and now she sent them out as well:

"Aunt, my mother asked me to bring you a few pumpkins... don't mind them!"

"Oh! Oh!" Her aunt was already so happy she couldn't see her teeth: "Don't mind, don't mind! These pumpkins are so good! Tan Tan, stay for lunch, Aunt will make you a bowl of pumpkin soup separately!"

Make a bowl separately?!

This was truly her aunt's greatest sincerity!

Fortunately, after a period of adaptation, Song Tan could already smile calmly at this moment:

"Aunt, I won't stay, I still have things to do at home."

Anyway, whether there were things to do or not, she couldn't add a burden to her aunt!

Her aunt was sincerely keeping her guest, and at this moment, she couldn't help but feel some regret, but the things in front of her were truly too many! She only cared about looking at the long pumpkins happily:

"That's fine, then you're busy... These pumpkins are really good! So big, I'll cut a circle later to make pumpkin soup, and the rest I'll cut a circle at a time, enough to eat for a long time!"

As for the dried fish and dried shrimp... oh, since there were pumpkins, they must be hidden away for a while!

"What's this? Braising spice packets?" Her aunt took out the non-woven bag, pondered for a while at this moment: "I don't know if it can be kept until the New Year? Braising some meat for the New Year is much cheaper than selling it outside!"

It wasn't quite that far... there was still half a year until the New Year!

Song Tan hurriedly stopped her: "Aunt, this is for braising tea eggs, braising meat probably won't work. But it's a good recipe from Seventh Uncle, it must be especially fragrant! One pot can boil 20, and I sell the spice packets for 20 each!"

Her aunt "hissed": "20 each? I was planning to sell tea eggs while making pancakes in the morning, but if it's so expensive, I can't sell it like that—I'll add more water! Add water and salt to boil 40!"

Sent by Tan Tan, this no-cost business could be done for twenty days, worthy of being her own niece!

As for stocking up and selling tea eggs later... oh my, her breakfast street, the most luxurious was the 10-yuan beef soup instant noodles, and that was the kind with extra beef!

For a 20-yuan spice packet, how many eggs would she have to boil to make money?

After all, her egg pancake was only 4 yuan a portion, and tea eggs were priced at 1.5 yuan in that area, no one would buy them if they were more expensive.

Her aunt was stingy, but she could calculate the accounts clearly and plainly.

Song Tan:...

Aunt, as long as you're happy.

However, her aunt was her own aunt after all, and her eyes weren't just on the food in front of her. At this moment, she put the things down and suddenly asked again: "How is it? Is your Seventh Uncle doing well?"

"Very well."

Song Tan was a bit puzzled: "Aunt, you know Seventh Uncle's skills. Back in his hometown, he doesn't know how well we eat! Qiao Qiao can also cook independently now, my mother is so happy."

"Isn't it, later when building a house in the mountains, we still need a chef to cook for the workers, and Seventh Uncle is still helping to look for one."

"Oh!" Her aunt suddenly sighed: "I originally thought, you invited him back, not to mention helping you, when he gets old you can get a house for free, that house is worth several hundred thousand! A good thing falling from the sky!"

"But why did I hear that he still sends things to his son? If there is still contact, that house might not be yours. No matter what, he must be thinking of his son. Tan Tan, you must keep an eye on it, don't set the salary too high."

"Otherwise, you'll lose out big time when the time comes, serving him with good food and drink, and the old man doesn't acknowledge the account, what can you do?"

What her aunt said, although unpleasant to hear, was also snobbish, but it was the most realistic thought. Song Tan breathed a sigh of relief—she thought her aunt had something important!

She hadn't set her sights on that house in the first place! Wasn't the villa at home fragrant? Why come to the city, as for that house worth a hundred thousand or eighty thousand—

It wasn't as useful as her peaches.

To be fair, Seventh Uncle's salary was low now, but he did a lot of work, occasionally making some snacks, adding a late-night snack, contributing several recipes...

With this kind of contribution, if he really gave her the house, Song Tan would feel ashamed to accept it.

But the family understood this, and her aunt, who wished to split a penny in two, was probably very hard to accept.

Song Tan couldn't tell her that her peach orchard had harvested over a million this year, so at this moment, she could only nod with a determined look:

"Don't worry, Aunt, I know."

Getting up too early in the summer, so when Song Tan returned from her aunt's house, it was only nine o'clock.

A trailer was parked in front of the door, and Song Sancheng was looking left and right at the door, fearing that the newly repaired concrete floor would be crushed. And the excavator guy was already sitting in the courtyard, holding a watermelon and slurping it!

While not forgetting to look up at the middle-aged man opposite:

"How is it? Uncle, is this food worth it?"

The other party was even greedier than him, burying his head in the melon rind and unwilling to lift it, only nodding vaguely.

Wu Lan laughed at him while handing him watermelon: "You're still talking, last time it only cost a few hundred yuan to dig the mountain for my family, this time it's 1,500."

This made the excavator guy anxious!

He hurriedly explained: "Aunt, that small hill of yours last time, there were no rocks, I didn't even use the breaker!"

And counting it all up, it wasn't a full shift, it was just that he wasn't driving his own excavator at the time, and since he was already there, and the food was so delicious, in order to mooch a meal, he spent his heart and time to tidy up the land more meticulously for them...

Now, even if the labor cost wasn't counted for his own excavator, he had to count the oil money, so the price couldn't come down.

Sigh!

Wu Lan also knew, besides, she knew the young man worked hard, this time it was just a joke.

It was Qiao Qiao who squatted in the shade of the door, looking at the vicissitudes of the yellow excavator in front of him without blinking, and suddenly turned back to ask: "Brother, can I livestream you driving the excavator?"

His eyes seemed to be filled with stars, and his whole face was full of expectation: "The children must have never seen an excavator digging a mountain!"

The excavator guy was exceptionally straightforward: "Sure! Why not! But you must stay away from my car when working, you can't be close."

Just after he finished speaking, he saw Qiao Qiao looking at him again, asking seriously: "Then... Brother, are you working now?"

Excavator guy:...

The melon he was eating wasn't fragrant anymore, at this moment looking at the dazzling sun above his head, he said vicissitudinously: "Brother, it's so hot, I'll do it for you in the evening."

"Oh." Qiao Qiao nodded disappointedly, then took his phone and went into the house: "Then I'll charge it first."

Song Tan laughed "puchi," then shouted: "Qiao Qiao, don't worry, what he said about the evening isn't starting after lunch—it's dusk!"

Qiao Qiao instantly turned his face, and the disappointment was obvious.

Excavator guy:...

It's almost forty degrees at noon and you want me to drive an excavator? Might as well just hang me up and dry me. ===== CHAPTER 548 =====