Chapter 290 290 Mao Zhu Asks About Tea

Chapter 290 290. Mao Zhu asks about tea

Brother Zhang was tearing off the tape very smoothly. Seeing that the young couple was not ready yet, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious:

"Have you thought about it? Baba is here. If you don't buy some, don't you feel that you will be at a disadvantage when you go back?"

"Besides, I'll be leaving soon after the goods are packed and loaded. I'm in a hurry. If you don't come with me, you'll have to drive out on this mountain road by yourself. Is that okay?"

The rain came down hard, hitting the simple plastic shed in the yard and making a loud sound.

The sky was also dark, and there were a few lights in the shed. The couple looked at each other, then looked at the warm cauldron over there, and said hesitantly:

"Then...can you let us have another bowl of white fungus soup? We ate too fast just now..."

The girl blushed in embarrassment: "...I can't even taste it."

Song Tan was really done with her work. She sat down completely and laughed when she heard this: "Okay. Serve it yourself. You can eat as much as you want."

I'm afraid you're not that big-bellied.

"Brother Zhang, don't be too busy packing. Go and have a bowl too."

"okay!"

Brother Zhang is not coy!

At this moment, after packing and marking the items on hand, I immediately followed the familiar route to serve the soup.

Why was he so active in coming to Song Tan's house? This is also a reason.

While I was drinking soup, I was worried: "It's raining so hard, will I be able to go to the garden to pick vegetables later?"

"It's okay," Song Tan glanced at the sky: "It's summer now, and the rain comes and goes quickly. It will definitely stop by the evening."

Brother Zhang:...

Impressive! How long have you been doing farm work since you came home? It depends on the weather, but you are still so sure!

It's hard to say that he really has two points of talent.

At this moment, the drunken couple looked at each other again and finally made up their minds: "We want a pound of this white fungus, but can we pack it in portions like you do online shopping?"

This time it was Brother Zhang's turn to be surprised - he didn't realize that these two people were looking at each other, how could they spend money so neatly?

The young man said with a grimace: "Can you only buy half a catty of tea?"

Song Tan originally wanted to shake his head, but when he saw the two people looking at him eagerly——

All the way.

"Okay, there is an additional charge for the packaging box."

The two instantly became happy, and now they got together again, muttering on the phone, and then asked: "I see what the comment section is talking about about honey, and you also talk about honey, how do you sell honey? Is there any? ?”

Yes, there are—a few cans that Qiao Qiao just shook back.

Song Tan nodded: "It costs 1,000 yuan per catty, but haven't you bought honey before?"

If it hadn't been for the beekeeper's introduction, they wouldn't have followed him.

The young man smiled honestly: "I bought it and tasted it at the time. It was really good. But your white fungus soup is really delicious. I thought... maybe it's expensive for a reason."

Look! This realization! Song Tan likes to feel refreshed like this!

Wu Lan was helping to put away the dishes for the evening. At this moment, he and Aunt Lianhua looked at each other and were overjoyed:

"I'll go pack it for you now."

Brother Zhang held the bowl and watched the transaction go through. Thinking about the money he earned from packing and couriering, he felt that the white fungus soup was no longer sweet enough.

The differences between people are really huge.

It was just as Song Tan said.

The heavy rain only lasted for an hour. When Brother Zhang's express delivery was all packed, it stopped completely.

Song Youde put on his rain boots unhurriedly, and then asked: "Xiao Zhang, what dish do you want?"

Brother Zhang thought for a moment: "Let's get one pound of cabbage."

When his wife's family comes over, he has to show off.

Besides, their family hasn’t eaten in a long time.

When he came to pack the food, he could still have some soup or something, but his wife was not eating at home, so he took this opportunity to let his wife have a good meal to save money.

"OK."

Song Youde carried the basket and walked into the garden. While Song Tan was helping to load the packages into the truck, he looked at the neatly packed packages and looked at Brother Zhang's sweating look. He pondered for a moment and whispered. :

"Brother Zhang, it's all thanks to you that this customer can come here today. I'll give you two handfuls of broken white fungus later. Don't think the quality is bad."

Business is business, and favor is favor. They are two different things.

Not in good condition?

Brother Zhang was so happy that he almost fainted! ! !

Tremella! It’s 80 yuan for 10 grams, let alone broken ones. Don’t you have to break them if you want to eat them at home?

Moreover, you can put more water and ingredients at home, make it thinner, and it will be enough for several meals!

How can I dislike it!

He was overjoyed.

At this moment, looking at the two young lovers in front of them who were happily watching Wang Lifen and Wu Lan packing their goods, they felt that their bodies were shining with golden light.

It seems that next time we have customers, we have to find a way to bring them here!

That is to say, after all, there is a layer of separation online. If you actually come to your home, sit down, eat and drink whatever you want, the business will be complete!

He was so excited that he looked as if he had been given a shot of blood while holding the package.

After the group of people left with their loads, someone shouted again outside the yard:

"Thirty percent, thirty percent!"

Song Sancheng came out and asked, "Mao Zhu, why are you here free?"

Zhou Maozhu smiled innocently: "It's raining, I think there will be no tea this afternoon, let's take a break."

Song Sancheng laughed: "Thank you for your hard work."

"Not tired, not tired, not tired!"

Zhou Maozhu shook his head like a rattle - he gets paid for making tea every day, so many people in the village envy him!

"Your tea is really good, I'm willing to do it even if you don't pay me, look at how energetic I am during this period!"

Song Sancheng didn't dare to respond, their things were too good. If he continued, he was afraid that people would ask him how much he sold his tea per kilogram.

However, he didn't answer, but Zhou Maozhu had already started asking: "Sancheng, how do you sell your tea? I don't ask for sifting every day, I just mix and fry it like this, and the taste is still so good..."

"I originally planned to keep one pound of the two kilograms of spring tea for my own drinking at home and one pound for my son to drink, but he turned around and gave it to me as a gift, and both boxes are going to leave."

"He called and said that if the price is right, he will buy more than ten kilograms as a gift..."

"I'm thinking..." Zhou Maozhu said a little embarrassedly: "Didn't you say you would give it to my family..."

"Give it!"

Song Sancheng was very upset because of these 5 kilograms of tea, but since he agreed, there was no regret!

What's more, the tea at home is fried at the right temperature and the aroma is perfect, and Zhou Maozhu's skills are beyond reproach!

Let him do it himself, he doesn't have this ability yet!

The price will come sooner or later, but not so soon...