Chapter 59: Consider Renting a Stall

Is there really someone buying?

Aunt Mao Li was dumbfounded.

And... and she had a mission when she came to the vegetable market today!

Those five bundles of Chinese milk vetch yesterday noon, at first only one plate was stir-fried, but when they started eating, they couldn't help it, and the remaining four bundles were all stir-fried.

Not many people ate the stewed meat at noon, but they ate the vegetables until their bellies were round. But they were comfortable at noon, and there were none at night!

Granddaughter Song Song Ziyi cried when she came back from art class in the afternoon and saw that there were no vegetables sent by brother Song Qiao Song Qiao on the dining table.

Don't look at Aunt nagging about "having a root" and "having a grandson" every day, but she didn't dare to say this to her daughter-in-law.

And the granddaughter is also the treasure of the whole family, and now that she is crying, how can she bear it?

The whole family tried every means to coax her, and promised that she must eat it tomorrow, so she calmed down.

The daughter-in-law then asked: "Mom, you also go to the vegetable market tomorrow. We are relatives, it doesn't matter if we take care of the business, it's rare that Song Ziyi likes it."

Turning her head, she asked Song Eldest Uncle:

"Dad, how much did Tan Tan say this vegetable was a jin today?"

Song Eldest Uncle remembered that Song Qiao Song Qiao said twenty, but in his eyes, how could things grown in the fields be this price?

So he still answered without hesitation: "A few yuan? Seems like two?"

Mao Li then "tsk"ed: "It's also their young people who have many ideas. This thing was used to feed pigs in the past, and now it can make money."

However, she felt comfortable in her heart: "It's not much money to be busy all day, forget it, I'll buy five jin tomorrow."

The whole family calculated the abacus loudly, but when they arrived at Song Tan's place, the opening price of twenty yuan a jin broke Aunt's defense.

They are all relatives, Song Tan didn't intend to fall out with people because of this—after all, she had to take care of Old Song's face, right?

So she put on a standard smile again:

"Aunt, why don't you go look elsewhere, I'm going to close the stall here."

But I haven't bought it yet—Mao Li stood there, thinking of her granddaughter's wailing, and the vegetable price that was expensive to death, and felt even more uncomfortable.

Thinking about it, she turned her head and said:

"Forget it, we are relatives, it's not easy for you kids to do business, twenty is twenty, give me one jin."

While poking her head to look into the basket: "Tan Tan, you can't shortchange me, otherwise I'll have to ask your parents how they educated you."

Song Tan thought to herself that she had been selling vegetables for a month, and this was the first time she had seen her own relatives tearing down the stage!

Besides, she had already said it was sold out.

Song Qiao Song Qiao had already picked up the baskets and said loudly: "Sold out!"

"How is it sold out?"

Aunt pointed into the basket: "Aren't there still a few bundles? Aunt is sending you money, why don't you want it?"

Song Qiao Song Qiao shook his fluffy head, he didn't sell vegetables to people he didn't like, he was very happy in his heart, and his tone was cheerful:

"No, no, those are to be given to Aunt!"

Aunt felt distressed at that moment.

"Twenty yuan a jin, and you give away so much?"

This is what she said—Song Tan doubted how she had lived for so many years?

She raised her eyebrows and looked over: "Aunt, I also sent five jin to your house, isn't that enough relative feelings?"

"My vegetables are at this price in the whole vegetable market. If you want to eat, then buy, don't mention taking care of business or not, I don't lack customers."

"As for whether it's authentic or not... my things are good, so they are worth this price. If you can't bear it, the aunt behind is still waiting."

The aunt behind was indeed watching the excitement—not just her, the vegetable vendors around were all watching the excitement.

Didn't expect to be named suddenly, she was quite supportive at this moment: "Yes, the little girl's vegetables are good, our family buys vegetables from her every day—look, the little girl came late this morning, my daughter didn't wait for her when she went to work, and specially asked me to come again."

While skillfully scanning the code to pay Song Qiao Song Qiao: "Good baby, pack the remaining three bundles for Aunt." ===== CHAPTER 60 =====

"Big sister, so many fruits!"

"Mm."

"Can we eat them every day if we live here?"

"Mm."

"Then can Song Qiao Song Qiao live here?"

"Mm... no." Song Tan looked at him: "Eating things here costs money. Do you have money?"

Song Qiao Song Qiao wasn't acting silly now; he looked at her with eager eyes: "I have... I have a salary!"

Song Tan counted on her fingers for him: "You dug the vegetable garden yesterday, fifty yuan. Today you accompanied sister to sell vegetables, fifty yuan."

"That's a hundred yuan in total. You have to feed your three puppies, and you need to buy toys and Peppa Pig stickers for yourself. You have to pay for your own snacks too—Song Qiao Song Qiao, that's not quite enough!"

Song Qiao Song Qiao wasn't worried at all: "I'll go back and dig the vegetable garden again today! There will be more and more!"

This silly child.

Song Tan felt helpless—wouldn't it be unreasonable not to indulge him?

"Alright, when we get back, we'll soak the vegetable seeds. Once you've dug the garden, we'll plant them tonight."

Baby bok choy, chicken feather greens—these crops that can be planted densely would be perfect to make use of the garden first.

Just as they were talking, a storefront appeared before them: 【Da Hong Fruit Wholesale】. A couple was currently lifting fruit off a truck at the entrance!

"Auntie!" Song Tan called out, and without waiting for a response, she climbed onto the truck: "Which ones need moving? I'll help!"

Song Qiao Song Qiao had already skillfully stood under the truck.

Her aunt was also short, though her build was thinner than Wu Lan's. She was wearing old clothes, and her face was full of surprise: "Tan Tan, why are you back? Get down, get down quickly, this fruit is heavy, you can't move—"

The aunt's words got stuck in her throat.

Because Song Tan had effortlessly grabbed a crate of fruit and passed it down. Song Qiao Song Qiao then skillfully took it and stacked it to the side.

The two of them worked together with such proficiency that anyone who didn't know better would think they were professionals in this line of work!

Her uncle, Zhang Hong, came out of the warehouse and was also startled when he saw them: "Oh my, you two, you don't need to help. Come down quickly, I'll get you two oranges!"

Seeing that they didn't move, her uncle grew anxious and pulled a pomelo out from the side: "Song Qiao Song Qiao, come, uncle will peel some fruit for you."

Song Qiao Song Qiao turned his head; he didn't like pomelos because the ones Wu Lan bought in the village during the New Year were very sour:

"No, I have to work."

Sister said that earning money is very hard. He could earn fifty yuan today, so he couldn't be lazy.

Song Tan, however, took a look at the cargo—since it was early spring and consumer desire was low, there were no particularly expensive fruits on the truck. The cherries that had sold so well at the end of the year were nowhere to be seen; the only thing slightly more expensive were the domestic large cherries.

She thought of the hilly land at home. She hadn't gotten around to it this year, only utilizing the chestnut grove area. But for long-term development, that land couldn't be wasted either.

What kind of fruit should she plant?

——————Aside——————

There's still more left; I'll write it during the day.

As for how much I'll write... um, I'll do my best!

Thank you everyone!

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