Chapter 56: Courier Young Man's Ecstasy

After sending Zhou Zhou Maozhu away, Wang Wang Lifen also came over to cook breakfast in a hurry, and then fed the Chinese milk vetch that had been cut in advance to the little ducks that had just arrived home yesterday.

The fluffy, golden-yellow ducklings showed not a hint of fear or distress at being in a new environment; on the contrary, they were full of spirit and eager in their movements. Seeing that there was food to be had, they flapped their wings and wiggled their perky tails as they scurried over, hopping and scrambling over one another to compete for it.

The immature "quack quack" sound sounded exceptionally cute.

This little look made Wang Wang Lifen's face full of wrinkles and smiles:

"Eat more, eat more! It's twenty yuan a jin of feed! If it weren't for the two fields fed to the cows, it wouldn't be your turn to eat..."

While saying this, she sprinkled the vegetable leaves in the basin into this small world that was fenced up.

While poking her head to listen to the house—why hasn't the son come out to work yet?

The old lady thought that everyone had gone up the mountain to pick tea, and she was not only slow but also behind, and her heart couldn't help but feel anxious.

By the time the dumplings were boiled, the vegetable pancakes were also baked, and even Song Tan and the others had returned, Song Song Sancheng still hadn't come out of the room, making Wang Wang Lifen so angry that her teeth ached:

"What are you doing at home? Everyone is busy like a spinning top early in the morning, why are you still shrinking in the room?"

Song Song Sancheng was reluctant to leave the room—the tea leaves were too good, but there was no large freezer at home, he tossed and turned, the refrigerator couldn't be cleared, and the things originally inside couldn't be put back.

At this moment, the room was still a mess.

At this moment, being shouted out by his own mother, and then looking at the mud on his daughter-in-law Wu Lan's feet and the dew on her pants, he guiltily held a cup of dark green and fragrant tea, offering it like a treasure:

"Look, this tea leaf, this tea leaf is so fragrant! So clear and sweet!"

Wu Lan was respectful and distant to tea leaves; she didn't like this.

However, just as she intended to refuse, that unique fragrance drifted faintly, making her words turn a corner: "Let me taste it."

And then a big gulp, making Song Song Sancheng's eyebrows jump, and the painful reluctance couldn't be hidden.

But Wu Lan didn't discover anything, and instead tasted it seriously:

"Not bad, not bad, this tea leaf is fragrant and refreshing, a little bitter at first, and then sweet from the throat, it's quite delicious—what price does it sell for?"

She drank the whole cup of tea in one gulp.

After all, she went to the fields early in the morning, and she had to drink more when she came back.

That kind of rough and wild drinking, Song Song Sancheng felt his eyelids jumping.

Song Tan looked at the time: "Don't worry—Mom, you take Song Qiao Song Qiao to eat first, I'll organize the orders, and I'll pull them to the town later."

Tea leaves won't run away, no need to rush to taste.

On the contrary, the sun has been warm these two days, she has to sell vegetables as soon as possible before it gets hot, otherwise, the quality won't be good.

Many new friends had been added to the phone last night, and many new orders had been added, plus the small team at the vegetable market, the little pickup truck today would be full.

Fortunately, the hundred jin from out of town didn't need to be bundled, which saved a lot of effort. Song Tan generously gave five jin as loss for this.

Calculating like this, the morning time was too tight!

Early in the morning, Fengfeng Express in Qingxi Town had opened its doors and was waiting.

The boss's name was Zhang Hua, only twenty-five years old this year. He used all the money he earned from working to open this Fengfeng Express agency. Originally, he thought he was the only one in the town, so how could it be bad?

As a result, he forgot that the town was aging, there were few young people living in this area, and with express fees starting at twenty yuan, everyone was even more reluctant to spend it.

He struggled for two years, and it was barely not losing money.

Now that the environment was bad, he even decided that if there was no improvement this year, he would just go to the factory to work next year.

Screwing screws had more prospects than starting a business!

Who knew that his luck had turned now!

Zhang Hua counted his packing boxes, dry ice bags, and bubble columns for the Nth time, while praying in his heart: "God! Let that girl have many orders! I haven't opened for business like this for two years!"

Just then, a car stopped at the door. Zhang Hua felt a jolt in his heart and rushed out. Sure enough, he saw the familiar pickup truck!

And the person passing the basket down from the back of the car.

"Sister, is it these two baskets?"

Song Song Qiao lifted the heavy basket and carefully sent it down.

Song Tan was looking at her phone, and didn't even lift her head at this moment, just stretched out an arm to catch it casually, and then placed it steadily on the ground.

It made Zhang Hua's heart jump—this basket of vegetables wasn't light!

Song Tan confirmed the order again:

"A total of 52 orders, all addresses are in Ning Province, the weight of each order is different, adding up to a total of 156 jin—look, we have all weighed them here, one jin and two liang each. Two liang is the loss."

Then she moved her hands and sent all the address records: "Boss, you said before that you would give me a discount if I picked up the goods for fifty orders. Now that you don't need to pick them up, the discount should be more, right?"

Zhang Hua was already in ecstasy.

He nodded happily first: "Definitely discount, definitely discount!"

Then he became troubled again: "If they were all small items, I could make the decision to give you a 30% discount, but many of yours are overweight, the specific shipping fee still needs to be calculated one by one..."

That's right, the largest order wanted ten jin at once.

Then he had to calculate whether to divide them into several packages...

Song Tan also understood: "Don't worry about the account, plus the remaining from last time, I'll transfer another thousand to you. This batch of goods must be shipped today, and packing is absolutely not allowed to have any loss. When I come back from the city at noon, we will calculate this account carefully, do you think it's okay?"

However, although she was straightforward, she didn't intend to be a sucker. To prevent the courier young man from expanding, Song Tan added another sentence:

"Of course, if your discount isn't attractive, anyway, I go to the city every day, it's better to find someone in the city to ship, the efficiency is even higher."

Zhang Hua felt a jolt in his heart: "Don't worry, our company has certain subsidies for agricultural products shipped from this town. If you are not in a hurry, after shipping the goods in the afternoon, I will go directly to your house. Firstly, to calculate in detail, and secondly, in case I need to pick up the goods at your door one day, I can recognize the way... what do you think?"

The young man has a future!

Isn't business just needing such a sensible person?

Song Tan nodded: "Okay! It's a deal!"

Looking at the sky outside again: "Song Qiao Song Qiao, cover the rest with rice straw curtains, we should go to the bus station."

The appointment with the freight driver was near the bus station. The other party seemed to be a relative of the client, so they specially instructed not to pack, just send it over and it would be fine.

Song Tan sighed—sure enough, wholesale is easier.

Especially, her wholesale price was not cheap. ===== CHAPTER 57 =====