Chapter 552 What Else Can I Sell?

Chapter 552 552. What else can be sold?

Qiaoqiao's hot live broadcast continued until the phone ran out of battery. Once again, the audience in the live broadcast room showed their self-management skills and dispersed silently after seeing a black screen.

But here, Song Tan and others who were watching the live broadcast had much more subtle expressions.

She calculated with her fingers: "I guess their tour won't last long."

Wulan was biting open a tender water chestnut, and glanced at her when he heard this: "Are you still pretending to be pinching your fingers? I don't know that the food I brought has been divided, and there is nothing to eat now... I won't come back. Waiting to be punished!”

No!

Everyone watched helplessly as Xin Jun didn't stop the others from brazenly surrounding him, and the three big men finally distributed the soybeans one by one! In the end, just pour the sauce directly into the buffet basin, just... let everyone get a taste!

The entire buffet was a hearty meal, with an average of three to five bowls of rice per person, but not a single bit was left at the Cliff Restaurant...

If nothing else, one hundred yuan is definitely enough for you.

Song Sancheng ate a piece of watermelon and said with a happy and honest face: "Tantan, don't you take a look at our Taotaobao shop? Yanping is such a caring kid. He doesn't forget to bring us business when he travels!"

When people asked him, he said Taotaobao store, and the advertising was very careless.

Song Tan:......

She didn't even think about backstage, she just said one sentence:

"What else can be sold in the store?"

Song Sancheng:......

Well... this ad is a relief, since there is nothing left in the store anyway.

Professor Song watched the entire live broadcast and had only one question at this moment——

"This fried soybean...are you selling it?"

Isn’t this a free question? Yan Ran grabbed a handful of beans and was eating them. They were smoky and crispy:

"This is definitely not for sale, teacher. Didn't I just plant two or three acres of it as promised? It might not be enough for the whole family to eat!"

Professor Song sighed: "Then you Huangdou...do you need to plan more places for next year?"

"That's for sure!"

Song Tan has already made some calculations: "Drying the soybeans and mung beans will do. They are easy to sell and process, and convenient for express delivery. There are many ways to eat them. I will definitely plan a lot more space next year!"

Professor Song wrote this down silently.

Then I looked at the water chestnuts again - I really can't eat them anymore, I really can't!

"What about aquatic products? Lotus root, water chestnut, fish, shrimp, duck and goose?"

Song Tan thought for a while: "Don't worry about the water chestnuts, just keep it in this size and enjoy it freshly."

"You can have lotus roots! There are currently two ponds, one large and one small, as well as the river beach. They can be arranged."

"There must be fish and shrimps. Let's raise more ducks. Salted duck eggs are also easy to sell!" Although the duck eggs pickled in yellow mud at home take a long time to cook, so I haven't tasted them yet, but I am confident in the taste, which is still full.

"As for the goose..."

"Forget it about the goose." Song Tan sighed: "Dabai is already noisy enough..."

But it’s not impossible to raise two more, because since Dabai joined the ducks in the pond in the hot weather, his duck herding skills have skyrocketed. When he raises his voice in the duck group, all the hundreds of ducks will queue up!

It can be seen that management has a bright future.

Speaking of pickled duck eggs, the seventh cousin also had something to say: "Last time I used the Erguotou to roll a basket of duck eggs and marinated them. It has been a week. I think they are edible - how about it? How do you want to eat them at night? Just cut them open. Or mix some minced garlic with egg yolk and serve it with rice?”

Duck eggs marinated in white wine and salted water will come out faster than those marinated in yellow mud. A week is indeed about the same. If it takes longer, it will gradually become salty.

"How about frying some shredded potatoes with salted egg yolk? Or grinding beans tonight and braised tofu with egg yolk tomorrow? It will definitely be a meal, right?"

As he thought about it, the menu diverged: "Then we won't do anything else tomorrow morning. Let's make some plain porridge, steamer rice cakes, and salted duck eggs to go with it."

improvise?

Who can make do?

Which one is adequate?

Obviously I wish I could grow ten or eight stomachs now!

Suck!

Professor Song was old and couldn't bear to eat like this, so he had to try his best to turn his mind to his profession: "I have seen your two ponds. The ecology beside the bamboo forest is well maintained and the area is not big. Just let the water chestnut do what you want."

"The mountain at the back is very big. I suggest planting field lotus roots, which would be more suitable. By the way, do you focus on planting lotus roots or lotus seeds?"

Song Tan said "Ah": "Aren't they all the same? The growth of lotus roots at the bottom will not affect the flowering and fruiting of lotus seeds above, right?"

Professor Song:......

If you want to say that, then it's really no problem.

But those who grow it on a large scale must have a focus - that's all, this one doesn't follow the focus! It’s true that you can eat whatever you have.

"Then let's focus on lotus seeds! Lotus seeds are easier to collect, process, transport and preserve than lotus roots. They can also be sold together with your white fungus."

Professor Song was thinking about the problem, and the three students began to organize the records: "In this case, the ponds and beaches need to be tidied up during the dry season in winter, and this can be put aside for later."

"As for lotus seeds, the variety should be white lotus, right? The yield of red-skinned lotus seeds is too low."

"Where's the lotus root? You can't just look at the lotus seeds. Bring some rich ingredients. The field lotus root is on the side of the big pond. Deep water is more convenient - red lotus root?"

"Look back at the water level at the river beach. The white lotus roots are crispy. When the time comes, cook the lotus root sprouts and add some vinegar and chili..."

Suck!

As soon as the topic changed, everyone couldn't talk anymore.

And here, Song Sancheng finally dropped the water chestnut vine in his hand: "I've finished picking it!"

He had been sitting for the whole afternoon. Now that he was free, he took a rake and went to turn over the old tea leaves outside the yard, regardless of the scorching sun outside.

He asked Wulan: "What did the village say? When can we get the old tea branches cut from the mountain back?"

"Why are you in such a hurry!" Wulan was now very calm: "It's so hot, the sun will set sooner or later! Don't worry, it's just five acres of land, and Tantan can just drive up the mountain a few times when the time comes."

"Pick the leaves tomorrow, and nothing will be delayed."

Song Sancheng is so anxious!

"People in Yanping don't forget to advertise for their families when they go on a tour, but there's nothing to sell in the store, this isn't...this isn't..."

How could the Taotaobao store be so empty until now? Without a sustainable income of tens of thousands of yuan a day, and with the mountain contracting, planning, and river beach, Song Sancheng couldn't help but feel panic!

After saying this, Wulan was also a little panicked.

Because she remembered that the vegetable business here had also stopped because it was too hot and the vegetable fields couldn't be supplied.

Now, the only things that can be sold at home are a few straw mats and a few watermelons from the mountain. Apart from that, there is really nothing else!

The couple pondered for a while under the scorching sun, and suddenly remembered that there was something missing -

"Tan Tan, are the fish in the pond almost grown? Can we sell them with nets?"

In the spring, we put a lot of fish fry, and set up a few ground traps to catch all the black carps. They have no natural enemies in the pond. The fishermen pulled weeds one by one for two months, spent a lot of money, but didn't cheat a few fish...

So the pond should be full now, right?

The old lady in the same ward tossed all night, and her voice was full of energy. The eldest son always had a passionate chat with his daughter at night. My sleep... Let's not talk about it^.

My cough worsened today.

The doctor said that this is the case in the late stage of inflammation, and it takes a long time to recover...

But it's still an early day! Satisfied!

Keep up the good work, there should be updates in the evening.