Chapter 916: Consumption Habits

Mentioning the child's future, Li Lanhua was silent for a while, until Du Mei looked into the distance at the golden fruits hanging on those green dwarf trees and asked in a low voice:

"Are those orange trees?"

From a distance, Until Wu Lan didn't see clearly, but she knew that apart from oranges, there was nothing else that could be planted here and still bear fruit at this time of year.

So she nodded affirmatively, and then twisted the handlebars:

"I have to pick a lot today!"

This orange grove is also on a low slope. The orange trees look short from a distance, but they are more than two meters high when looked at up close.

The green, shiny leaves seem to have been waxed, looking more oily and moist under the sun. And the golden oranges hang between the branches and leaves, weighing the branches down heavily, unable to straighten up at all.

Hearing the movement, an old lady walked out of the yard, looking about 70 years old, her back hunched. Seeing everyone, she smiled:

"Picking oranges, right? You can pick as much as you want. After you pick them, I'll weigh them for you on the side."

"What did she say?" Teacher Tang asked cautiously, and Du Mei didn't understand either.

It was Aunt Lianhua who laughed: "Let us pick as we want, and go to her place to weigh them later—she spoke in our older generation's hometown dialect, and it was a bit slurred, it doesn't matter if you don't understand, we are here!"

Du Mei was puzzled: "She is an old lady, so old, why bother with so many oranges? The children at home can't just leave them unmanaged."

Li Lanhua knew this, so she answered again: "Her son did this, but he didn't think so much when he planted them. Catching up with this season, he is still working outside, so he can only let the old lady find a way."

After all, at one yuan a jin, you really can't count on orange trees to make money, it's not as reliable as working outside.

Everyone looked at the orange trees in front. They saw them growing strong and sturdy one by one, but the branch shapes were messy, obviously lacking management and pruning, and the fruits were dense and uneven.

Teacher Tang instantly threw the thought of chatting to the back of her mind, and the whole person was as happy as if she had fallen into a farm-style hand-picking project (although it seems to be about the same, just the price difference is huge), and then learned from everyone to take out a plastic bag from her pocket, shaking it hard in mid-air:

"I feel like this bag of mine can hold 20 jin!"

Until Wu Lan also laughed: "Teacher Tang, pick as you want! You pick 100 jin and it's only 100 yuan, right? I'll pay for you!"

Teacher Tang was stunned.

That's true, in the farm-style park, picking grapes or something starts at 10 yuan, now that it's changed to this one yuan a jin, why can't she convert it for a long time?

Think about it, dragging a sack is only 100!

Rounding it up, this is basically free!

She shook the bag happily again: "It's okay! No need! I have money! I'll pay for you today!"

And Li Lanhua on the side watched and watched, suddenly reacting—

"Is this that consumption habit thing?"

Who knew Teacher Tang would look serious: "That's not it."

She was serious, and it sounded quite reasonable: "This is reasonable planning—I have use for 100 jin of oranges!"

But no matter what the use is, you alone are 100 jin, can you finish eating?

Li Lanhua became vigilant and reminded: "These oranges can't be mailed! The express delivery fee is especially expensive, isn't this the price of meat for a plate of tofu!"

Teacher Tang:...

She really had this idea. After all, sending a goose feather from afar, the gift is light but the sentiment is heavy!

But this travel cost sounds a bit silly...

She quickly said: "How is that possible? I'm not the kind of person who does this kind of thing, I plan to make orange jam if I can't finish eating them when I go back."

Now it was Until Wu Lan's turn to be dumbfounded: "Teacher Tang, it's so expensive to make jam ourselves! A glass bottle costs one yuan, and we have to readjust the packaging line on the mountain—if you want to eat it, I'll let Tantan buy it for you tomorrow. It's 6 yuan a bottle in the supermarket, and there can be two or three oranges inside!"

Teacher Tang:...

Fine, fine, fine, you don't care about sentiment at all, right? Does that 6 yuan bottle of orange jam have a soul?

The old lady was annoyed and angry: "I just said that, actually I plan to use this to make tea—orange peel with Pu'er or Baota Dianhong, both are very interesting!"

Finally, it reached a field that everyone didn't understand. Until Wu Lan opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't say it, and after trying for a long time, she had to say:

"Okay! Making tea is quite good, quite good."

Everyone chatted, saw a few broken baskets piled in the corner of the yard, hurriedly put away the plastic bags, and then dispersed to choose the trees they liked—

Pick!

Oh my, there are too many on this tree, can't finish picking... How can these oranges grow so well!

Picking fruit is an addictive thing. Everyone chatted and laughed, brushing past one orange tree after another, and soon filled their baskets.

And Li Lanhua was still annoyed: "Oh my! I originally thought about getting twenty or thirty jin, but looking at the basket in my hand plus what I packed before, I'm afraid it's more than 50 jin!"

"It's okay!" Until Wu Lan comforted her hurriedly: "These oranges are durable, just eat them slowly. If you really think it's too much, just give the extra directly to me, our family has many people and eats fast!"

Until Wu Lan wasn't lying about this. After all, she planned to pick a hundred jin of oranges herself, so Li Lanhua's ten or twenty jin wouldn't be a problem at all.

Li Lanhua nodded: "Okay! Then I'll go weigh them first."

The old lady at the door of the yard was really too old, and there wasn't even a decent electronic scale at home, so she just took out a medium-sized old scale of unknown age, hung the heavy weight on it, and the scale rod couldn't be supported at all.

And here, Until Wu Lan was still trying to persuade Teacher Tang:

"Can orange peel tea be delicious? Teacher Tang, why don't we just taste it, don't make too much."

Teacher Tang was confident: "I'll just pack this one bag!"

She also sighed to Until Wu Lan: "The pure natural fragrance of this orange mixed with the tea fragrance is very flavorful when drunk—by the way, I plan to teach Qiaoqiao later, why don't you come and learn too?"

"Can't learn, can't learn!" Until Wu Lan's retreat was louder than anyone else's: She is at this age, where can she still learn any new knowledge!

Not to mention it's making tea... I'm afraid it's like the flashy things on TV, can Qiaoqiao learn this?

"Why not?" The old lady was very confident:

"You found a good teacher for Qiaoqiao. I see Xin Jun exhorting him every day, Qiaoqiao's current state is the best."

"Besides, our Qiaoqiao is so handsome, aren't you curious about what he looks like when he sits there and makes tea steadily?"

Teacher Tang smiled expectantly: "I guarantee, he will have more style than ordinary men!" ===== CHAPTER 917 =====