Song Tan Jishi

Xiao Feng walked away in a fluttering manner.

A few more people came one after another, buying one or two handfuls sporadically. Song Tan sat on the bench and sold vegetables by himself, and took the opportunity to check the balance again.

Oh!

I made more than 5,000 yuan selling vegetables this morning!

But if you think about it, the total amount of her dishes is about the same as when she usually sells wild vegetables, but she can't stand it in twos and threes!

In this way, the big guys say no, but their purchasing power is actually quite impressive. Looking at the remaining dozens of garlic sprouts, coriander and Nepeta, she was not in a hurry.

Before the group of fishing guys left yesterday, they all made an appointment to come back this morning. They realized:

There are ten people in a pond, that is, if there are only a few of them, there is no need to get up early in the morning to grab fish! It’s fine to come early and go back late, and it can save some family conflicts.

I don't believe it!

In such a big pond, they still can't catch a big fish? !

Let’s say they are obsessed with the fish, it’s like that—it’s even more like if everyone arrives before breakfast.

Song Tan wondered, according to the posture they made yesterday, the three people who didn't pay yesterday would have to take a bottle of honey with them today?

For the sake of continuous flow, I didn't take it out to promote it yesterday!

The fisherman is indeed the cutest existence in the world!

Look at the deposit again: the 70,000 yuan left over from last time plus the 40,000 yuan earned yesterday is still far from building a house.

But the money for the house doesn't have to be taken out all at once. Her money is more than enough to start a job first.

It's just that the design drawing hasn't been released for a while...

As she was thinking about it, she saw the vegetable vendor moved a bench and sat beside her, and said angrily:

"You are boring."

Song Tan was not happy, so he stretched out his hand and moved the Maza to the side: "You are the only one who is interested, what do you mean?"

She was depressed, and the vegetable vendor seemed even more aggrieved:

"Since the first day you came to sell vegetables, we have known each other, right? We have known each other for such a long time, which in the entire vegetable market can compare! But you have good things, tell new customers first, and you don't take me seriously. no?"

"What's wrong with white fungus? What's wrong with twenty yuan and ten grams? I can't afford it?"

Song Tan glanced at him: "Look at you, be careful."

"People can see that they can work hard and work hard, and life is quite difficult. Let me ask you one more question, what's the matter? You have been setting up a stall here every day for decades, so what if you have more or less?"

"Besides, the tremella isn't on sale yet, so I'm just asking one more question, at worst, I'll leave you a catty when the time comes."

Don't look at this vegetable vendor who is more than twice as old as her, the two of them are unexpectedly able to chat, and chatting is quite rude nowadays.

The greengrocer really shined!

"Twenty yuan and ten grams... It's one thousand yuan per catty. If you keep that catty for me, do you want money?"

Song Tan: ...

"Brothers settle accounts clearly, you said you want money or not."

The vegetable vendor groaned and said, "My own man, you still can't bear the money."

Song Tan also snorted: "My own man, so what if you give me a thousand for nothing? What tremella do you want?"

The vegetable vendor was indeed defeated.

I was about to say something more, but I saw several people selling vegetables one after another. Song Tan received the money and became happier.

Seeing this, the vegetable vendor couldn't help but wonder: "Usually the price is the same when you sell things, why haven't you seen Le Cheng like this?"

"What, are you short of money?"

Song Tan nodded: "Yes, I'm going to rebuild the house in my hometown, and I'm going to start construction when the design drawings come out."

"design diagram?"

The vegetable vendor laughed: "Are you looking for a designer online?"

Yes.

They must have it locally, but they all have to go to the home improvement company to see and see with others, and Song Tan is too lazy to bother.

I decided to publish a drawing on the Internet, and find a reliable engineering team to construct according to the drawing.

The vegetable vendor laughed: "Why don't you say that you young people are unreliable in your work?! When you post drawings on the Internet, what kind of country villas are you giving? Let me ask you, how beautiful are the French windows and the big glass?" , can we do it this winter?"

"The glass doesn't keep out the cold, and it's hot in summer and cold in winter. Living in the countryside is intended to be refreshing and comfortable. It's just like the city, and all advantages are lost."

"We have to burn the stove this winter, right? You have to build a special room for the stove to entertain guests."

"If you want to say that bathing in the village is not as comfortable as in the city, then you can put the bathroom next to the stove. With this heat, you can take a bath without being cold."

"I was in a daze and heard you say that there is a chef at home? There are a lot of people here every day. There are two toilets for men and women in the bathroom. You have to find someone to arrange it?"

"Look at the gardens of the villas in our city. There is a pool and a screen wall in the yard—is it useful in the countryside? I don't believe that you won't be drying rice and corn in the ground!"

Song Tan really didn't think so thoroughly.

It can't be her fault, after all, she hasn't lived at home for more than a hundred years.

On the contrary, she has something to say about the rice drying: "There is still a large open space in front of my yard, and I will plan to lay the ground and repair it so that it will not be in my yard..."

But the screen wall is really unnecessary, she only builds a farmyard, not a Chinese garden.

The vegetable vendor was proud: "Again, look at the type of house that is being sold now. The kitchen is either here or there? Go back to the village and see if every household's kitchen is on the east or southeast side?"

"The old family pays attention to feng shui. If you have the skills to find a designer, why don't you chat more with the old people at home."

"After chatting for a few days, the rough prototype came out, and then I asked someone special to draw you a blueprint for calculation."

Hey!

Now Song Tan really looked at the vegetable vendor with admiration: "I didn't expect that, why do you know so much?"

The vegetable vendor raised his chest proudly: "That is!"

"Do you know what my girl does? She specializes in designing."

No wonder.

Song Tan also laughed: "Which company do you work at? I'll help you make a performance later?"

Vegetable vendor: ...

He hummed: "Not at work."

"That crappy company has weird customers every day. I lost more than 20 catties in two years of work. I got angry just looking at it, so I just let her come back."

"Brother."

Song Tan moved the little horse, and leaned against him again: "You see how right we are, like brothers and sisters. Is my eldest niece free recently? Come home with me if you have time. Play for two days, and post a picture by the way."

Houses in the village can be built without drawing pictures, but the engineering teams usually hired are relatives, and if they don’t explain things clearly, they dare to follow their own aesthetics.

During this period of time, Song Tan also checked a lot of cases on the Internet. After all, it cost money to re-cover, but it would be a shame not to live in it. It would be more reassuring to have a blueprint.

As for those who build houses, can they read blueprints... as long as there is one in a team who can read it, that's fine!

The vegetable vendor pulled the stool away and stared at her:

"What niece, you are younger than my girl, don't yell."

Moved over after a while:

"Then... how much do you plan to pay?"