Chapter 590: Really Don't Mind Too Many People

Aunt Chen has always been keen on matchmaking, otherwise Li Lanhua wouldn't have entrusted the matter to her before.

But now hearing Song Tan say this, she was a little confused for a while, and looked at Until Wu Lan, only to see her mother nodding:

"It's okay to see."

Little did she know, Until Wu Lan also secretly glared at Song Tan—blind talk again, blind talk again!

But others don't know!

For example, at this moment, Aunt Chen was a little panicked, and quickly persuaded: "Tan Tan, you are still young, don't be so anxious about finding a partner. We have to find someone whose family background, conversation, and knowledge are about the same as yours, right?"

"I grew up in the village, where do I know those people who wave their hands for tens of millions? It's not a match... No, no."

The difference is too big, really too big. Millions dare to think about it, tens of millions, you have to have the courage to dream, it's really too big.

Song Tan laughed, thinking that her investment of tens of millions seems to have been confirmed in the village.

But she was also very sincere: "It's okay, Aunt, just introduce them. I don't look at money, just look at labor."

Introduce first, then know, finally contact... Talk about wages after contacting!

It's a waste of youth for young boys to be idle.

There is a shortage of people working here, but in the village, the surrounding villages can't gather many people, how can this work?

Their family has a heavy task in autumn!

If it really can't be talked about, at least their circle of friends is also peers. After the news spreads, it will be easier to recruit workers, right?

Sigh, Song Tan thought vicissitudes: For these two acres of land in the family, I have sacrificed too much.

Aunt Chen couldn't find anyone for a while, but Tian Tian arrived on time the next morning. Not only did she arrive, but the boy on the motorcycle also got off and smiled shyly at everyone.

Song Tan:... Good guy, two here!

If it's like this, maybe the mung beans can be harvested together today.

She was very enthusiastic, greeting them to drink water, greeting them to sit down and rest, which made Tian Tian embarrassed:

"My brother is on vacation at home and has nothing to do, so I asked him to come over and help—Song Tan, where is your sesame field? Let's work hard while the sun isn't out."

Actually, there is no money, and the tutoring class can't be attended. Instead of thinking about it at home and feeling uncomfortable, it's better to come out and do some work.

Tian Ye followed behind. He didn't expect Song Tan's house to be so good, and the person to be so good-looking and fair, as if she had never worked on the ground.

Then he secretly looked at the slightly dark back of Tian Tian's neck, feeling uncomfortable for a while.

He also wanted to earn a lot of money! 【59

Song Tan didn't care what the two of them were thinking. Was there a shortage of people right now? With Professor Song and the three students, it wasn't exactly that dire.

The main point was to let everyone experience the work atmosphere here.

Besides, with them working in the fields, Professor Song and the others could go up the mountain to prepare more fertilizer with Uncle Zhang. Once the soil was turned, the base fertilizer would need to be applied, which was also quite important.

So, she smiled and said, "The sesame field is on the back mountain. Since it's hot today, you can come back after working until nine o'clock or so, then start again after four in the afternoon and work until dark."

"My family has many people, so I won't keep you for meals, but the daily wage is 200. Does that work for you?"

Huh?

Now it was Tian Tian's turn to be stunned.

But she smiled afterward and said earnestly, "Song Tan, don't be like this. Didn't we agree yesterday that I'd come to help, and you'd just share some branches with me? Why are you talking about wages now?"

She wasn't doubting that Song Tan would go back on her word and not give the branches; it was just that giving her such a profitable variety for free, and then paying her to work...

This was truly too embarrassing.

Song Tan waved her hand.

She looked at the long sleeves and trousers the siblings were wearing, and the straw hats and face masks—they were indeed genuinely wanting to work.

So she reached out and picked two sickles and a roll of plastic rope for them.

"Don't think so much. The work is right there; who else would I hire if not you? If you do a good job, feel free to come over for odd jobs whenever you're on break. I'm short on hands here."

As she spoke, she hopped onto the small tricycle that she had specifically asked Zhang Wang's family to leave at the gate.

"Come on, I'll take you there."

The siblings hesitated, but in the end, they sat in the cargo bed of the tricycle.

The hot summer breeze brushed past their ears with a swaying motion.

The sesame field in August was a sea of green.

Green stems, green leaves, green pods... it seemed as if they could stay in the ground and grow for a while longer.

But anyone who has grown sesame knows that it must be harvested at this very moment—

Once the leaves turn yellow or the pods ripen, just one more day of sun will cause the sesame to burst open from within and scatter into the soil, where it can't even be found, wasting who knows how much.

Therefore, harvesting and drying it now is the most appropriate thing to do.

Tian Tian, however, widened her eyes: "Your family's sesame is growing so well!"

And indeed, not only were the sesame stalks thin and tall, but the pods on top were also densely packed, weighing the stalks down until they were a bit crooked.

Although the entire sesame area wasn't large—only about two or three cents of land—the yield was almost enough to rival someone else's full acre!

Seeing this, Tian Tian couldn't help but feel even more delighted, thinking to herself that she had indeed come to the right place!

No matter what is planted, with this kind of yield, there must be a secret recipe! She wondered if the seeds from their crop could be saved...

Tian Ye, who had actually done farm work before, looked around and asked in a low voice: "After cutting them down later, should we tie them into bundles and prop them up here?"

Their local custom for drying sesame was to cut the stalks down, tie them into small bundles, and then stand them up in the field in a conical shape.

This facilitated ventilation for drying and saved the trouble of transporting them back, which was both labor-intensive and took up space.

However, Song Tan shook her head: "After harvesting, tie them directly into bundles and put them in the small tricycle nearby. When it's full, call me, and I'll come over to drive it."

Although she had used some small methods to repel insects, and Dabai usually led the ducks to help patrol, it was hard to say whether field mice or other creatures would come to steal the sesame once it matured and burst open from the sun.

Eating what fell on the ground was one thing, but what if they liked the taste?

Tian Ye was taken aback and subconsciously said: "I can ride a tricycle."

Oh?

Song Tan was surprised: "You really know how to ride one? How's your skill? Don't break it."

Tian Ye looked at the tricycle seriously and nodded firmly: "I can ride it!"

"When I'm on break, I ride this kind of vehicle to take my dad to the town to see the doctor."

"Alright!" Song Tan was happy to be relieved of the task and handed him the keys: "Then this job is yours."

"By the way," she added a reminder: "You're not allowed to stay out in the sun all the time in this weather. If you don't come back by nine or ten o'clock, I'll have to come find you."

And right now, it was only a little past five in the morning.

Tian Tian looked at the small but exceptionally dense sesame field, then at the small tricycle parked in front, and nodded heavily:

"Don't worry. We'll definitely finish cutting by the morning."