Chapter 994: Old Zhao Is Here

It was cold, and Old Zhao got up late, so he didn't make it in time for the Song family's breakfast.

When the car stopped, he dived into the kitchen, and there was only water left in the pot that was being heated by the residual warmth.

"Sigh!" He slapped his thigh, very regretful, and dived into the room with the fire in a familiar way. Seeing a room full of people, he couldn't help but be stunned:

"You have guests again?"

At the same time, his small eyes vigilantly sized everyone up, then pulled Song Tan aside and whispered:

"It's the New Year, you wouldn't have found a few more wholesalers, would you? Why didn't you think of me first for the things you have to sell?"

Song Tan perfunctorily said: "Next year, next year everything will be more, I'll definitely give it to you!"

While looking at Old Zhao's nephew and asking: "Nephew, have you eaten? If not, drink some water first..."

Old Zhao's cunning nephew was very diligent and had done a lot of work when selling fish before. Song Tan appreciated him very much and asked at this moment:

"Has Zhao Fangyuan come back yet?"

"Okay!" The heavy sense of crisis deepened, and at this moment it was naturally a seller's market, so Old Zhao hurriedly agreed.

It made the courtyard look even more crowded.

"About the same." Song Tan called Secretary Xiao Zhu: "Let's go together, and give everyone a reminder."

As for the cost...

Then she pointed at Old Zhao: "This is Song Tan's business partner who drove a small truck here early this morning. Once the price of the vegetables is set after tasting, they can be collected directly."

When this was said, Zhou Maozhu didn't stand on ceremony at all: "Okay!"

And this crowd of people also came to Zhou Maozhu's home.

"Hey, why are you still waiting for her? Spending that money? Isn't your house standing there? Once the engineering team is pulled in, just follow your layout and make big or small changes, right?"

"What about the strawberries you let me taste yesterday? And the radishes and cabbage, at least let me taste them before giving a price?"

Old Zhao was careless.

And He Zhuangqing carried a few radishes in, thinking that people were used to being smooth, so he directly turned on the faucet to scrub the radishes, his movements nimble and quick.

With so many people, Old Zhao was indeed vigilant again. At this moment, he couldn't help but discuss with He Zhuang: "You said 5 yuan before, but if I taste that it's good today, we can add more—you must remember that I want 1000 jin every two days! 1000 jin each!"

Old Zhu and the others just watched all this quietly, without speaking, but at this moment they let out a long sigh of relief, and then exclaimed:

To tell the truth, since Secretary Xiao Zhu said that price yesterday evening, my heart had already started to burn.

And Old Zhao was still thinking about the few people sitting in the room. At this moment, he was not very reassured, so he hurriedly asked her:

Not to mention anything else, he was drunk yesterday, and felt refreshed after waking up from a sleep, obviously he had slept very soundly!

It wasn't just her, He Zhuangqing also woke up early. The couple swept the courtyard and boiled tea early in the morning, only wishing they could stand on tiptoe at the courtyard gate to look.

"As for the cabbage and radishes, let's go, let's go to their house to taste."

"It's still relaxing in the countryside!"

The courtyard was paved with cement, probably for many years, with potholes and traces of repairs.

Zhou Maozhu was an honest person. Secretary Xiao Zhu said everyone had finished breakfast and just wanted to taste the flavor, so she peeled off a few layers of cabbage leaves, then cut them into thin shreds skillfully, stems and leaves together.

Actually, this was a real misunderstanding of Old Zhao. He purely wanted to get closer to Song Tan, but hadn't found a way!

"Okay!" The one who responded wasn't Zhou Maozhu, but Li Lanhua.

In case someone was making up the numbers, it was better to have a witness.

After a pause, she added: "Don't stir-fry the radishes either, just peel and cut them into pieces and sell them as fruit, see if the taste is better than fruit radishes."

Oh my! Can planting a vegetable seedling be called a cost? That was all given by Until Wu Lan for free! Although they did the work, they didn't spend a penny!

That should be the case, Song Tan didn't shirk: "The strawberries haven't been sent over yet, but that's not important, the quantity is too small, it's not for sale, just let you help refer to the price."

Then she nimbly entered the kitchen, put down the cutting board, placed the cabbage, and with a chop of the knife, cut off the root of the big cabbage with a "click"!

And Secretary Xiao Zhu, who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the fun, nudged the old man with her elbow: "Still want to eat radishes? Not as good as yesterday's but not bad..."

Song Tan glanced at him, thinking that she finally knew why Zhao Fangyuan came back and left again—Old Zhao wouldn't be soliciting business for her relatives for free, would he?

Old Zhu immediately perked up: "Go, go, go!"

He responded while walking towards the vegetable garden—the cabbage he cut last night hadn't been eaten yet, so he would stir-fry it first. He had to pick a few big radishes, otherwise, there wouldn't be enough for so many people.

But then again, when the Song family sells things, it's always a seller's market!

Then she peeled off the outer layers of leaves that had been bitten by insects and chickens and threw them to the edge of the courtyard. A group of chickens rushed over instantly, clucking and pecking at the ground with a "patter-patter" sound.

At this moment, they were chubby and fat, strolling in the courtyard, obviously not afraid of people.

There were no longer transparent glass shards stuck on the wall. In the corner of the courtyard were the toilet and chicken coop, but they weren't raising local village chickens, but broilers.

Song Tan nodded: "Okay, I'll tell her, and when she's done, she can come to the village. My cousin and the others have a new piece of land and want to build a house."

Compared to Song Tan's villa, her place was a typical rural bungalow.

The nephew's face was much more weathered than Song Tan's. Hearing her address him like that, he didn't get angry, but honestly shook his head: "Not yet, I heard that this order won't be finished until the second half of next year."

"Secretary Zhu, have you had breakfast?"

Old Zhao nodded: "I saw it when I first arrived. Every household has planted a lot in front of and behind the house, and the vegetable fields are full of them. Adding them up, we can always gather tens of thousands of jin!"

……

Song Tan nodded: "Got it, got it! You taste it first. If it tastes good, don't collect 1000 jin, just collect from one family at a time."

Zhou Maozhu was instantly happy, raised her voice and asked:

Radishes and cabbage are durable for storage, so they are actually not worried about selling.

There must be nearly three thousand jin of radishes and cabbage at home. Calculating it, it's an extra income of three or four thousand yuan. Approaching the New Year, why wouldn't people be happy?

Now, working hard to plant five acres of grain doesn't necessarily mean having that income.

Zhou Maozhu was busy arranging tea for everyone, when she saw Secretary Xiao Zhu waving her hand: "Don't bother, everyone has just finished breakfast, just stir-fry a big plate of cabbage to taste the flavor."

This is zero cost!

Fortunately, when the stove fire in the room was burning hot, a group of people walked slowly along the big road, and the one in the middle was Secretary Xiao Zhu!

Secretary Xiao Zhu was also happy, and raised her voice as well: "Auntie, stir-fry your radishes and cabbage, Song Tan brought people to taste it, give a price."

Zhou Maozhu had been waiting for a long time.

Two or three yuan a jin! ===== CHAPTER 995 =====