Song Tan Jishi

Zhang Yanping never imagined that his lovable appearance, which was always going against him, was in the hands of the aunt in the vegetable market, and he didn't go through three rounds!

Here's the thing --

Didn't he take Qiao Qiao's position and help Song Tan sell vegetables?

It stands to reason that this is not difficult, here he quickly packed the dishes and quoted the price:

"sixty."

Auntie's face is tense here:

"Girl, where did you find the helper? No way! Look at him, he is not happy at all."

Zhang Yanping touched his face in disbelief.

He is so tall, white, white and fat, all middle-aged aunts like it! It doesn't make sense to sink a halberd here, right?

So the next red-haired aunt came, and he deliberately squeezed out a loving smile.

The red-haired aunt bought a lot this time. It is said that she has researched a new pickle recipe and makes some every day. She has accumulated different flavors and gave them to children from other places.

But this time, when Zhang Yanping stuffed Zi Yunying into the bag with a smile, the red-haired aunt said critically:

"Oh, young man, you don't look as good-looking as Qiao Qiao when you smile, so don't force yourself!"

The smile on Zhang Yanping's face couldn't hold back anymore.

The most deadly thing is that the remaining aunt spoke even harsher——

"This young man must be in his thirties, right? Like Xiao Qiaoqiao, he is really an old cucumber with green paint..."

Zhang Yanping was furious!

He is only twenty-six this year!

Twenty-six!

He is only eight years older than Qiao Qiao, and he is still young. Why is the old cucumber painted green?

But the aunt had gone away, and the new aunt lined up again, so he had to be aggrieved and continued to be a numb tool man.

When the vegetables were almost sold out, an uncle rushed over in a hurry:

"Girl, where is my tea?"

While talking, he looked left and right like a thief.

Zhang Yanping knew that this was the die-hard fan who only bought one tael!

Turning his head to see Zhang Yanping, he also had a surprised expression.

Zhang Yanping: ... As for it?

Seeing the customer's nervous expression, he asked, "What are you doing?"

Whispered to Fang Fang: "I bought this secretly, the tea is too expensive, isn't it because I'm afraid my wife will see it?"

He took the tea, opened the sealed bag, and found out the small bag wrapped in white paper, with a wrinkled expression.

Then he lifted a corner of the white paper, bowed his head and took a deep breath——

With just such a movement, the smile on his face spread layer by layer. At this moment, his face was full of impatience:

"Sweet! It's so fragrant!"

So he hurriedly put the things back into the bag, and then ran back without stopping.

The vegetable vendor next door squeezed over and looked at Song Tan curiously:

"What are you selling? It's so mysterious."

He didn't say anything, his actions and demeanor were like stealing and selling something underground, very criminal.

When Song Tan saw him, he quickly packed the five catties of zi vetch that the other party wanted yesterday:

"Just picked it this morning, it's fresh."

The vegetable vendor looked left and right, and took the bag of vegetables with a lightning movement, and then carefully hid it behind his booth.

This kind of sneaky transaction is no different from the uncle who bought tea just now.

Only then did Song Tan answer his question:

"A little tea that I roast at home is more expensive, so everyone should be cautious."

The vegetable vendor couldn't help but feel ready to move again:

"Your tea..."

However, today Song Tan didn't have time to wait for him to be entangled, but packed the basket in twos and twos: "Brother Yanping, let's go."

…

This time they went to the Flower City, which was two and a half hours away.

There is no need to go to the city, the suburbs are their destination - Xinxin Garden.

I don't know where Zhang Yanping knew these many people. Song Tan couldn't find all the things on Taotaobao, but this Xinxin flower garden really took it out in one go-a total of two hundred golden cherry trees!

Now at the beginning of spring, these golden cherry seeds have been cut deeply last winter, and now they look bald and not good-looking.

But as long as you look carefully, you will know that the root system is well developed and the vitality is strong. It is indeed a big seedling in its prime.

Song Tan pointed to the ones with obviously weaker roots, but when the boss touched his head, he smiled embarrassingly:

"Girl, your eyes are quite good... Then what, the thorns of this primitive species are really difficult to resist, and no one buys them after planting them for several years."

"You want it all of a sudden. I don't have enough 200 trees here, so I pulled a few from the flower pots. They are a little weaker, just a little bit. I originally planned to do rose grafting..."

As the boss spoke, his face showed reluctance:

"But you don't suffer."

He hurriedly found a particularly strong and huge tree from the pile of golden cherry blossoms that had been pruned:

"This is the female parent of these seedlings. It's very strong. In the past, I wouldn't have sold it for fifty yuan!"

Since the boss said that this is the female parent, it proves that all the golden cherry trees today are bred from its cuttings. Generally speaking, the female parent will be stronger.

This wave is not bad.

Song Tan was also very satisfied.

The few plants she picked out just have weaker root systems, which doesn't mean they won't grow well, and this female plant is really a windfall.

Thick and strong, with well-developed root system. Only this one can take care of a space of six or seven square meters.

Both sides are happy.

It's just that even if he came to pick up the goods in person, the boss would not lose a penny of the 3,000 yuan payment no matter what.

But Zhang Yanping is like his own garden, dragging Song Tan around in other people's gardens.

But there are mostly ornamental flowers here, and many of them are specially cultivated horticultural varieties, which cannot exert great economic value in rural areas.

Song Tan looked and looked, and finally only stared at a young tree that had just sprouted in the corner:

"What's this?"

The boss was taken aback, and thought for a while before he remembered: "It's green pepper."

Sichuan peppercorn?

Song Tan's heart moved: "Boss, I won't bargain with you for anything else, just give me this prickly ash tree."

The boss was stunned: "But this is grown in my own family, and I haven't taken care of it much..."

"It's okay!" Song Tan said firmly: "I think your green peppercorns are pretty good, and we don't grow many in Yuncheng."

The boss settled the score in silence: It's okay to take the lead, but he doesn't accept bargaining anyway. Besides, this thing is not expensive, he thought about the batch of golden cherry seeds that almost fell into his hands just now, and finally agreed.

Zhang Yanping didn't understand, what did Song Tan want to do with a prickly ash tree? This thing is seasoning, how much can you eat at home! You can buy whatever you want, why do you need to grow a single one?

And Song Tan has turned his head:

"Brother Yanping, I remember that grass carp is more suitable for making rattan pepper and sauerkraut fish pot, right?"

Pickled fish with green and red peppercorns... Suck! ! !

Having said that, Zhang Yanping also felt a little hungry.

The purpose of tan tan: I have to grow what I can eat and what I want to eat.

Money came second.

besides. But probably in the afternoon and evening.