Song Tan Jishi

Song Sancheng's view on Tianshi is indeed correct.

The three of them sprinkled the manure on the tea garden, and the spring rain began to pour down. The father and daughter hurried back, only Qiao Qiao danced happily:

"It's raining heavily!"

Fortunately, there are hillside trees along the way, the rain was not heavy at first, and I didn't get too wet when I went home. Song Tan thought about the tea garden, and the aura was given, so it wouldn't be right if it didn't grow vigorously, right?

"Dad, I think the tea leaves will be picked in a few days. Anyway, this year, people will be invited everywhere, and this one or two is not bad."

"If you don't have time to pick the tea leaves, please hire someone."

"Where is the need to hire someone?" Ulan felt that this daughter could not do without staring at her, and there was no way to spend money.

How much does a catty of tea sell for? How expensive it is to invite people! At least one hundred and fifty days.

Song Tan felt that her mother hadn't changed her mind yet!

"Mom, I can sell wild vegetables for twenty, and I can sell zi vetch for twenty. Why do you think I can't sell two thousand for a catty of tea?"

As usual, a skilled worker would only have three or four catties of Maojian a day from morning to night when the tea leaves are in full bloom.

Four catties of tea leaves yield one catty of dry tea, and a catty of dry tea only sells for one or two hundred, which is definitely not worthwhile.

The problem is, the price is different now.

The best time for spring tea is only about 20 days, and it will be a little bit worse after the Qingming Festival. Of course, we have to hurry up.

Ulan thought about it. Although she has confidence in her daughter, she has no confidence in the local tea that sells for two thousand yuan a catty. But I just said before that the work in the field should be done by my daughter...

She hesitated: "Then you don't need to hire someone. Your father, your grandparents, and I can also help. Our tea garden is just one piece, which is enough."

Song Tan began to snap his fingers: "When picking tea leaves, you have to worry about breeding and raising seedlings, right? Someone needs to take care of the chickens, ducks, geese, and pigs at home? Don't you need to look at the black fungus in the chestnut forest? Ziyunying has to be cleaned every day, right? ?”

"Mom, I think our family is not enough now. You are all going to pick tea leaves, so I have to learn the technique of splitting myself first."

With the current concentration of aura, after decades of practice, Song Tan thinks he should be able to master this move.

The premise is not to scare people.

Ulan: ...

She was speechless.

Thinking about it again, the money earned from selling vegetables this year is enough for labor!

So cruelly:

"All right, I'll find two fast ones in the village—do I have to hire someone who cooks tea? Your dad hasn't done this job for many years, so don't let the frying fail."

Song Tan still can't remember who in the village knows how to fry tea and who has a tea maker. But such a small job for my own family is not too expensive——

"Okay, mom, you discuss the arrangement with dad."

While talking, a phone call came, Song Sancheng answered the phone and chatted with someone for a while:

"Tan Tan, are you going to see the bees? It's over there in Pine Tree Town."

...

The bee seller is in Pine Town.

Songshu Town is next door to Qingxi Town, and not too far from their Yunqiao Village, it takes only 20 minutes by car.

Because there are so many mountains here, the local residents use tea picking as their main source of income, so there are naturally many flowering trees on the hillside.

Therefore, there is a very famous beekeeper in Pine Town.

Song Tan drove Song Sancheng and Qiao Qiao all the way up the mountain road, and when he saw a big cardboard on the side of the road with [farmhouse honey] written on it, he knew where he was.

Because the beekeeping here is on a mountain road, the house is not as neatly built as the roadside, and a simple tin shed was even built next to it.

And on the open space halfway up the mountain in front of the door, boxy wooden boxes were placed regularly. Under the sunlight, the furry body of the bee vibrates, and the buzzing sound is particularly obvious.

They linger around in the low altitude, but the temperature in the mountains is slightly lower, and the fruit trees have not bloomed a few flowers so far, so they can only lie down in front of a shallow water pan.

"Old Song, you are here!"

A man with disheveled hair and a black sweater came out and saw Song Tan's family of three with great enthusiasm:

"Is this your son or daughter? She looks so good—come on, do you want a bee? What kind of bee do you want? I'll show you!"

"But I don't have any bees here. They are all medium bees. Our bumblebees are small. I have five spleens in this box, and there are only about 3,000 bees per spleen... It's not easy to raise them in this winter. ah!"

Beekeepers call the place where the bees live is called the spleen, on which is the bee's nest, a grid of hexagonal holes.

Generally, the honeycombs of the same specification can live in about the same number of bees. That's how they are. It doesn't work if the house is too big, or it doesn't work if the house is too small.

The other party was honest, he didn't say anything here, he had already introduced it first.

Song Tan nodded: "It's okay, Uncle, I want our bumblebees—how much honey can this box produce?"

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man's face was full of pride and a smile: "Don't look at our bumble bees, but they are diligent and capable than Italian bees, and they don't pick and choose. If the box costs a lot, eight Ten catties is not a problem."

"If there are fewer flowers, it won't work. If there are fewer flowers, they probably won't be able to eat enough."

Speaking of this, the beekeeper also sighed:

"In previous winters, I drove to the south, where there were many flowers and it was warm. The market has been bad for the past two years, and I don't want to run around. I have been worrying all winter—you see, this is not fed with sugar water. Is it? Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to survive.”

"Old Song, we are all fellow villagers, and I won't hide it from you. The price of the spring bees is already more expensive. My box costs 600 yuan. If you really want it, 560, I won't hide it from you. You are enough for them to live, no honey."

"But if there is a flower, they can adjust it immediately-it will definitely not be a loss if you buy it."

Song Tan checked on the Internet before, and the price should be fair, so let's look at Song Sancheng now.

Song Sancheng doesn't understand bees either!

After thinking about it, he also said sincerely: "My family's 14-acre flower field, can you see how many are suitable for you to buy? Besides, how do these bees look good or bad?"

The beekeeper thought for a while: "It stands to reason that it is no problem to produce six or seven catties of honey per acre of bees in one box of three acres. Now that there are few flowers and you don't have much experience, just take four boxes, or three boxes will do." .”

As for bees being good or bad...

Under the dumbfoundedness of the family of three, the other party didn't even wear gloves, just bare with a pair of ruthless iron hands, opened the beehive without fear, and directly took out a spleen:

"Look, this worker bee is working hard."

As he spoke, he grabbed a handful from the other side, and a dozen fluffy bees crawled around in his palm, fluttering their wings and flying low. Among them, a big one was particularly obvious:

"Look, this is the queen bee, doesn't she look good?"

Qiao Qiao squatted aside greedily, and stretched out her hand eagerly:

"Jojo also wants to touch..."

The beekeeper was shocked, and then quickly put the bees back:

"You can't touch this! It hurts to sting someone, and you usually have to wear nets and gloves!"

Gone today!

The dangerous actions of the little bee in this chapter, please do not imitate, the consequences will be at your own risk. Considering that some readers will have secret fear, so I will not show the picture.

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