Song Tan Jishi

Someone really bought it?

Aunt Mao Li was dumbfounded.

And...and she came to the vegetable market today with a mission!

At noon yesterday, I only fried one plate of the five handfuls of milk vetch at the beginning, but I couldn’t resist eating them, and the remaining four handfuls were all fried again.

Not many people ate the stewed meat at noon, but they had a round belly after eating vegetables. But the noon is comfortable, and the night is gone!

Granddaughter Song Ziyi came back from art class in the afternoon and saw that there was no food from brother Qiao Qiao on the dinner table, and she cried at that time.

Don't look at the eldest aunt talking about "you must have a root" and "you must have a grandson" every day, but she dare not tell her daughter-in-law.

And the granddaughter is also the baby of the whole family, how can she bear it when she cries now?

The family did everything possible to coax her, and promised to eat it tomorrow, and this was the end.

The daughter-in-law then said: "Mom, you should also go to the vegetable market tomorrow. It's rare that Ziyi likes it for my relatives. It's okay to take care of the business."

Turning around, he asked Uncle Song again:

"Dad, how much does Tan Tan say per catty for this dish today?"

Uncle Song remembered the twenty that Qiao Qiao said, but in his eyes, how could the things that grew out of the ground have such a price?

So he still replied without hesitation: "How many dollars? It seems to be two dollars?"

Mao Li gave a "tsk" sound: "It's also because young people have too many ideas. We used to feed this stuff to pigs, but now we can still make money."

However, I feel at ease in my heart: "I can't earn much money from this busy day, forget it, I will buy five catties tomorrow."

The family made a lot of calculations, but when they came to Song Tan's place, the opening game was twenty yuan a catty, and the eldest aunt broke her guard.

They are all relatives, Song Tan didn't intend to break up with others because of this matter-you have to take care of Comrade Song's face, right?

So put on the standard smiley face again:

"Auntie, why don't you go to another place and look again, I'm going to close the stall here."

But I haven't bought it yet—Mao Li stood there, thinking of her granddaughter's wailing, and the price of this expensive vegetable, she felt even more uncomfortable.

After much deliberation, she still turned her head and said:

"Forget it, my relatives, it's not easy for your children to start a business, twenty is twenty, give me a catty."

While looking into the basket, she said, "Tan Tan, you can't give me too much money, or I'll have to ask your parents how they educated you."

Song Tanxin said that she had been selling vegetables for a few months, and this was the first time she saw her relatives tearing things apart!

Besides, she just said it was sold out.

Qiao Qiao had picked up all the baskets and said loudly, "It's sold out!"

"Why did it sell out?"

The aunt pointed to the basket: "Don't you have a few more? The aunt sent you money, why don't you want it?"

But Qiao Qiao shook his furry head, and didn't sell vegetables to people he didn't like. He was very happy in his heart, and he spoke with a cheerful tone:

"No, no, those are for Auntie!"

Molly felt distressed at the time.

"Twenty yuan a catty, how much do you give away?"

That's right—Song Tan even wondered how she came here for so many years?

She looked over with a half-smile: "Auntie, I gave so much to your family. Why can't my father's brothers give five catties and my mother's sisters give four catties?"

Even if Mao Li has a lot of money, her throat is blocked at the moment.

But the taste of that dish yesterday...

She showed a kind smile again: "You child, what are you talking about! Am I the kind of unreasonable person?"

"It's mainly Ziyi. She insists on eating the food that Qiao Qiao sent. You know, children are not sensible—otherwise, you can give it to me today."

"Isn't your aunt also a relative of yours? Just supply her with supplies tomorrow."

Song Tan let out a laugh, and really didn't save any face: "Then I'll give you four today? Another one tomorrow? Is it ginseng or wild vegetables?"

"Auntie, since Ziyi likes to eat, I'll give you this face, either, you buy all the rest, or don't care how much I give to Auntie."

Could Mao Li be willing to spend a hundred dollars on this worthless wild vegetable?

That is absolutely impossible.

Besides, she was insulted face to face by the younger generation, and the whole vegetable market was watching the excitement, so where would she save her face?

The eldest aunt rolled her eyes, her face darkened:

"Tan Tan, your uncle and I have been in the city for so many years, and we have a lot of connections, and I'm still thinking about introducing you to a good partner! Is this how you treat us?"

"Forget it, if it's not for the sake of relatives, who would spend money to buy the leftovers for pigs?"

With that said, he turned his head and left angrily.

Song Tan's face was also gloomy - unfortunately, all the customers had left at the moment.

Otherwise, if she said that in front of everyone, she might have slapped her on the spot.

Therefore, he also raised his voice: "Auntie, if you really dislike me, just spit out what you ate yesterday."

The eldest aunt paused, then stepped on her little boots bang bang bang bang bang bang faster.

As soon as she left, the vegetable vendor next door came over with a smile on his face, and then said coyly, "Then what, bring more tomorrow morning, I want five catties."

While talking, he quickly stuffed a hundred dollars in the past, just like a thief.

Song Tan was clear in his heart: "How about it, is this dish delicious?"

The vegetable vendor nodded unwillingly: "Is the soil and water in your hometown so good? Are you considering growing other vegetables?"

Song Tan's heart moved: "Yes, it's not the season yet, I'm too lazy to toss about the greenhouse, let's talk about it next month-you sell vegetables here every day, which vegetables have a better market?"

The vegetable vendor glanced at her and sighed: "You can grow milk vetch to produce this taste, so what kind of species do you have to worry about? You can sell whatever you grow, anyway, you don't have to worry about people buying it."

Song Tan also never expected that among this group of clients, the one who had the most confidence in her was this colleague!

She was also very moved: "Okay, I'll just say this to you, when the new dishes will be on the market, I will give you a chance to jump in the queue!"

The vegetable vendor rolled his eyes: "I set up a stall next to you every day, do I still need to jump in line?"

He didn't take this seriously, anyway, he bought all the vegetables, and his face was pulled down, so he might as well sell it again:

"By the way, if you sell vegetables here every day, you might as well find someone to rent a fixed booth—see? The marked area, inside the shed, is all fixed booths. It's up to you whether you come or not. , not afraid of wind, sun, and rain.”

"Your food is more expensive, and your profit is higher than ours. If you have a stall, you won't suffer. If it weren't for the fact that there are too few stalls here, and you have to ask someone to help you, I would have settled for it a long time ago."

Song Tan had some ideas about the stalls inside, but now that selling vegetables was not on a large scale, he wanted to procrastinate.

Now after listening to the advice, he joked:

"Ah, it's been a long time. Brother, you have been selling vegetables for seven or eight years, and you are still setting up a stall illegally?"

Come on come on! The first update on the shelves!