Song Tan Jishi

So Zhang Yanping, who had been leisurely for several days, picked up the hoe again.

The bamboo in the bamboo forest is too dense, and many of them are not thick and thick, but grow crowded together in the cracks, making it even more difficult to dig bamboo shoots with a hoe.

As soon as he swung his hoe down, he didn't plan the bamboo shoots, instead he dug up a piece of bamboo root. The roots of this thing are tightly rooted, intertwined in length and breadth, and it is really frustrating to dig and can't dig out.

Song Sancheng laughed: "Yan Ping, you are not the material for farm work, you are not as good as sandalwood! Don't dig it up, the tender spring bamboo shoots are growing up next to it, you can tear it off."

"That's easy."

Now the bamboo shoots in the forest have sprouted a lot under the stimulation of Song Tan's aura, some have not yet grown in the soil, and some have grown a bit.

It stands to reason that the ones in the soil are naturally more tender, but the spring bamboo shoots have a special taste, so no matter what happens, Song Tan, who is eager to make money, asks to dig them out.

The spring bamboo shoots can be broken with just a hand, and they are incredibly crisp and tender. Those that only have a sharp corner in the soil need to wield a hoe.

The old and the young work together in a division of labor, and the efficiency is not bad.

Zhang Yanping sighed: "If it weren't for the fact that this thing is worth twenty, it wouldn't be worthy of my labor force."

When Song Sancheng heard him say that the bamboo shoots cost twenty yuan a catty, he frowned so much that he could catch flies:

"Tan Tan, how big are the bamboo shoots after removing the shells? Isn't it inappropriate for you to ask for such an expensive price?"

Zhang Yanping glanced at him resentfully: "Uncle, I have paid such precious labor, what's the matter with twenty yuan? Purple vetch is worth twenty, isn't it?"

Song Tan didn't say anything else, just took Zhang Yanping's mobile phone, opened the page of Taotaobao, and saw spring bamboo shoots purchased online, which cost more than ten yuan a catty.

Song Sancheng: ...

I don't really understand the current prices.

He sighed: "If I had known that bamboo shoots were making so much money, I should have dug more and sold them in the city a few years ago..."

But in this way, after all, it is much more vigorous to swing a hoe.

Zhang Yanping cracked the bamboo shoots with a crackling sound, and felt quite relieved at the moment.

He sighed: "If this is in the suburbs, surround the bamboo, find a few parent-child groups and send a message, and a large group of free labor will come."

"After finishing the work, maybe I have to buy all the bamboo shoots on the spot. I can earn money and save wages, how wonderful!"

But their backcountry... Come on, those with bad driving skills dare not drive in it.

Besides, on that rural road, when two cars meet, one car has to retreat to the turn to miss the other car... What's there to publicize!

The bamboo grew too densely, and it was inconvenient to turn it around. After digging for a while, Song Tan simply dropped the hoe and went home to get a machete.

With great strength, she aimed at a bamboo of similar thickness, held the bamboo pole with one hand, and with a "click" sound with the other hand, a smooth cut was cut out of the hard bamboo.

Not to mention how silky and smooth the movement is.

Zhang Yanping was dumbfounded, and then looked at the hoe he had thrown aside, thinking that it was really incomparable.

Could it be that living in the city really wastes a good physical strength? Just like his sister, one punch to Brother Yanping.

Song Sancheng has experience in handling bamboo. Seeing Song Tan chopping bamboo so neatly, he said happily: "Wear gloves, or your hands will be numb later. Cut off all the branches and pull them back to the field. Go inside, and I'll build you a cucumber stand."

"It's not just Dad, I plan to make a circle around Taolin as well."

In this way, beans are easy to climb vines, otherwise the barbed wire is too dense, and it is easy to be pulled and deformed when climbing on it.

Don't underestimate the power of crop growth. Let's just say that if you sprinkle soybeans on a slate, the slate can be lifted up.

Anyway, there is nothing else in the house, but there are too many bamboos, so I don't feel bad.

She said it lightly, Song Sancheng's heart jumped as soon as he opened his mouth when he heard her arrange work!

Quickly turned away and didn't think about it, the gesture of deception was extraordinarily natural.

Song Tan saw the bitter faces of the two elders, and understood in his heart.

But this is not something she could do with a wave of her hand before, is she too used to it?

As for now... waving his hands is not enough, he can only activate the banknote ability.

Bamboo shoots, oh bamboo shoots, you guys have to fight for it!

Just digging here, Zhang Yanping's cell phone rang.

He took it out and took a look: "Tan Tan, the car that delivered the peach tree said that it has come to our country road. I sent you a message and you didn't reply. You should take your mobile phone back. Otherwise, it will be inconvenient to contact later. .”

Song Tan nodded: "It just so happens that Qiao Qiao is broadcasting live, I'll go and see how it goes."

Zhang Yanping was surprised: "Qiao Qiao is chatting with people live? Don't let the popularity of the live broadcast room run away."

Song Tan waved his hand, not taking it seriously: "There wasn't much popularity in the live broadcast room at first, so let's go with fate."

Zhang Yanping also thought about it: This is the live broadcast, how many people can watch it?

Ask which studio it is, and then ask her, "What's your name?"

Song Tan said casually, "Records in the Pastoral Field."

the name...

How should I say it? The ordinary of the ordinary is not attractive to the audience.

Zhang Yanping has experience with this, so just open your mouth for a reliable suggestion at this moment: "If you want to broadcast, you have to find gimmicks, find hot spots, and keep up with real-time trends—"

Song Tan really didn't have much talent for naming. He was listening now and planned to ask him to talk about some specific cases.

I didn't think about it, but I saw him holding the mobile phone in there, and his mouth didn't move.

Can't help asking: "Why didn't you say it?"

Zhang Yanping raised her head quietly, and handed the phone in front of her:

"Open the pastoral category, the number one newcomer popularity is Qiao Qiao, 6,700 people have followed the live broadcast, didn't you say you just started the live broadcast?"

Did it drop into the flow pool?

Song Tan was startled, thinking, could it be that Liu really loves Qiao Qiao?

Bears probably won't go where bees gather. Qiao Qiao surrounded her face with a gauze today, one person and one bee couldn't betray their looks, could they?

"What live broadcast?"

Song Sancheng is also a person who is addicted to Douyin short videos in his spare time, so he came over curiously at this moment.

Zhang Yanping turned up his voice, so in the quiet bamboo forest, Qiao Qiao's serious voice was extraordinarily clear:

"...Kids, just now I was cutting beeswax. Have you all learned it? The teacher will teach the next action after you have learned it."

His clear and innocent voice is particularly recognizable. Song Sancheng saw the dense barrage:

【According to a friend's recommendation, is the anchor really mentally handicapped? 】

He frowned at that moment.

Immediately afterwards, the next barrage showed flashing fireworks:

[That’s a good speech, now I’ve learned how to cut beeswax. What's next? I have been cutting beeswax for more than an hour, let alone, it is rare for me to sleep peacefully. 】