Chapter 574: Yanping and Xin Jun

Brother Zhang hadn't come for several days. This time he came, he first habitually strolled around the kitchen, drank the bottom of the white fungus soup left at noon with satisfaction, and then arrived at the courtyard happily.

Then he waved his big hand: "Come, Song Tan, are the express delivery orders printed?"

Song Tan looked at the machine spitting out tickets: "Yes, there are dozens this time."

Don't look at the grass mats as neither edible nor drinkable, but many people bought them, basically leaving no inventory.

There were dozens of orders accumulated in these few days.

Then there was the sorghum wine, whether it was Little Secretary Zhu or Professor Song and others, they all wanted to mail it out.

Everyone had their own little schemes in their hearts—

Song Tan was such a good person, as long as their skin was thick enough, they could always mix food and drink.

Sharing good things with family first, definitely no problem!

Brother Zhang was curious: "Your family brewed wine too?"

Xin Jun laughed out loud!

He was extremely depressed: "My mom watches me very closely now, selling fruit below, and she comes to see if I'm studying every half hour—I wasn't even this relaxed in high school!"

"I'm anxious!"

He couldn't find an excuse!

Zhang Yanping roared directly in the video, and then suddenly lowered his voice, acting sneakily:

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to keep the family wealth later.

He and Xin Jun's aunt had different directions of heartache—boys, it's right to suffer a bit when young!

Besides, it was his own son, so he didn't feel any heartache when using him.

Now seeing his son inherit his own good spirit and good endurance, he was truly overjoyed!

Speaking of Song Tan, Zhang Yanping instantly became happy.

He thought for a moment and added: "Oh, right, I specially left two bottles for you when brewing wine. Don't be anxious."

Xin Jun was also numb.

"Why didn't you advise me?"

So the family didn't say anything even though they complained.

Ancestral grave? Zhang Yanping himself was about to smoke green smoke!

With this state, Xin Jun became curious about Song Tan.

Xin Jun shook his head earnestly: "Aunt's dream is for you to pass the civil service exam. If I ask you to help, she will definitely refuse because she cares about us. But she is anxious about your future, and probably can't sleep well at night... Brother Yanping, I really can't do this."

She thought for a moment and could only say sincerely: "It's okay, persist for another month, and then come over to nourish your body slowly."

Having suffered bitterness himself, he hoped his brother would also suffer some bitterness.

How to put it?

Money can't be earned endlessly. If the business reaches this scale, beyond capacity, it's better to give up first, to avoid mistakes and affect the reputation.

"Hurry up, call your aunt, say you're too busy here, and ask me to help!"

"People treat their careers like life challenges, the busier they are, the more passionate they are, and their spirits are

Like Song Tan...

After all, his wife's pregnancy has only been stable for a short while, and he must keep an eye on her at all times; he absolutely cannot touch alcohol.

That's right, he simply couldn't think of any solution, so he could only be a spinning top day after day...

If I really insist on going back, my mother will definitely believe it.

"Besides, look at how much of a sense of achievement Secretary Xiao Zhu has leading rural development! Later on, we'll also take the civil service exam, start as a village secretary, and head straight for Zhongnanhai—the ancestral graves will even be smoking with good fortune!"

"There's really no need."

But it just so happens that I've only been back for a few days, and before that, I lied and said I was a teacher—what kind of teacher has such a heavy workload?

It's just... a Buddhist-like person also understands that mindset!

"Why didn't you persuade him?"

To the point that even someone as steady as Song Tan has already sent messages to probe Zhang Yanping several times, seeing when he plans to go back!

How is Song Tan supposed to respond to that?

Marrying a rural husband, and the other party is still

Lame, yet you managed to lead your eldest son to work hard, scraped together money to set up a farmhouse resort, and already have two or three million in savings!

However, packing these things is very simple; Big Brother Xiao Zhang can handle it alone, so Song Tan quickly let go of the matter and then took out her phone to call Zhang Yanping.

Furthermore, don't look at the fact that the crops are few and the chores are miscellaneous; the scale is actually not small. In the early years, anyone in the village who farmed seriously—who wasn't weeding today and planting seedlings tomorrow?

What kind of person is Mother Xin?

Busy until now, it's not just for money anymore; it's about starting a career!

My family's farmhouse resort is remote, and the work is particularly hard—young people aren't willing to go, so the ones hired are all uncles and aunts who can work and have strength.

But usually, people in that age group have families and mouths to feed, and they aren't willing to live in dormitories in such a remote place.

However, his side is mental oppression, while Song Tan's side is purely labor exploitation.

Song Tan has been well-nourished at Xin Jun's house for the past half-year, with a rosy complexion and an excellent physique. Now that she's home, because she feels sorry for her parents, she hasn't held back, and even after working 12 hours straight, she still has the energy to calculate accounts...

Afraid that my brother will suffer, yet afraid that my brother will drive a Range Rover—that's exactly the state I'm in right now.

Zhang Yanping looked resentful: "Tantan, you finally remembered me."

I really can't figure it out: since coming back, I've only been truly busy during the spring, but every day I cultivate spiritual energy, and it has also improved my family's constitution.

"It really won't work."

Xin Jun said sincerely: "There's nothing to do at home, and the tea egg marinade packets are sold out, so there's nothing else to list for now. You should stay home and keep your aunt company."

Huang Han, however, smiled with bad intentions: "What's wrong with that? You've earned plenty of money during this fishing season, haven't you? At worst, you can just fill the gap for your aunt."

"Can't I just persuade my mother?"

As for his good brother's vacation, Zhang Yanping knows far too much:

Especially for a service-oriented business like a farmhouse resort.

Moreover, once the early-stage work that relies on the weather is finished, everyone clearly relaxes quite a bit, and most of it is done by hired help.

I set up this tea egg marinade packet a bit too complexly... I just click this 【One-Click Publish】 in the backend, right?"

"I've persuaded her more than once when I went back, but my mother... oh my, it's not that I'm bragging, but she really isn't an ordinary person!"

Zhang Yanping naturally knows this too, and at this moment, he is full of distress.

Then he hung up the phone heartlessly, performed a series of operations in the backend, and then notified Qiaoqiao: "Tell everyone that the marinade packets are off the shelves. There are quite a few, so there's no need to rush; just buy them slowly." Can a business owner turn away customers? Especially since those 800-plus bags of tea egg marinade packets went out, they simply became everyone's new favorite. On a cold day, the pond was packed with fishermen, and guests were arriving in droves!

He looked over with some envy, but in the end, he didn't say a word.

The call connected, and she asked directly:

"Hurry up and come save me! If you don't save me, my mother is really going to sign me up for a class. A class costs tens of thousands—are you willing to let your aunt's money go down the drain like that?"

Therefore, the farmhouse resort had enough manpower at the beginning, but later on, as Song Tan brought back more and more things and her reputation gradually spread, and everyone got used to eating there, the customers became more and more numerous...

You say that—can this be an ordinary person?