Song Tan Jishi

Uncle took the knife and couldn't wait to cut it open, and even called Song Tan to eat——

This is really...

Song Tan quickly shook his head: "No, no, we've had enough to eat at home. You guys will eat this melon. I'll send some watermelons to my uncle later, so I won't keep more."

Brother Yan Ping reminded me thousands of times, don't stay too long, give me a chance to chat! Otherwise, when it comes to going back to the city to take the public examination, how can you stand up to it?

"You child, why are you leaving in such a hurry!" The aunt hurriedly stopped her: "There are watermelons at home, I'll bring you two more baskets of peaches..."

Before he finished speaking, another truck came outside, and Didi honked its horn twice.

The uncle put down the kitchen knife in his hand, before he could express his admiration, he rushed out again——

"coming!"

Seeing this, Song Tan quickly rubbed the soles of his feet with oil: "Auntie, you are busy first, we are leaving first! I will come to see you some other day when I have time."

"Remember, you must keep the watermelon for yourself!"

Auntie looked at Tan Tan, and then at the driver who was anxiously urging to unload the goods outside, and couldn't help but sigh at this moment.

Then he hurriedly watched Song Tan get into the car, waved his hands and went back to unload the baskets.

When the car drove out of the wholesale market, Qiao Qiao touched his chest subconsciously: "Sister, I was so nervous just now."

Song Tan was pleasantly surprised: "Ah, you know you're nervous now?"

Qiao Qiao nodded very seriously: "As soon as Auntie spoke, I remembered how Brother Yan Ping begged me, and my heart pounded."

"Hahahahaha..." How many people did Zhang Yanping ask for?

Song Tan was overwhelmed with joy.

Look at the sky again: "It's almost 8 o'clock, let's hurry up, we have to send it to grandma's house when we go back later."

This time I went straight to my uncle's house.

Just in case, Song Tan made a phone call first:

"Uncle, how many fresh watermelons are ripe at home, and Qiao Qiao and I will send some over later, are you at home?"

"Yes..." the uncle said politely.

"Wait a minute--"

The voice of the eldest aunt came out on the phone, and after a while, the phone changed hands: "Tan Tan, it's inconvenient to go up the stairs at home, let's wait in the store, just haven't gone back yet."

The uncle is also kind, and the other end replied to the phone: "Yes, Tan Tan, you go directly to the door of my shop, and we will move back by ourselves."

Song Tan: ...

Don't make Ziyi and the TV show so loud, she really believes that she is in the store right now.

Auntie's shrewdness is of no use at all, it's all used for this——

The hardware store doesn't close at eight or nine o'clock, so what customers are you waiting for?

It was clearly at home, and they deliberately sent the melons to the hardware store, making it clear that they didn't want to keep more people, and they didn't want to entertain them.

However, the uncle didn't want to entertain, so they didn't care to stay more!

At this moment, the car turned around and went directly to the door of the hardware store.

After getting out of the car, Song Tan also told Qiao Qiao: "Remember to say that the watermelon costs 20 yuan a catty later!"

Jojo nodded with a serious face.

Then he looked at the three little watermelons and became happy again: "I can hold three this time!"

"Okay, okay! I'll hold you all, don't fall, or we'll have to give you another one."

Qiao Qiao nodded cautiously, hugged all three of them carefully, and then walked forward.

This row of shops is pitch-black, except for signs and street lights, there are no other light sources. The shutters of the hardware store were pulled down, Song Tan thought——

The eldest aunt really doesn't have the talent to tell lies, so don't tell me next time, okay? It's boring.

After waiting for a few minutes, I saw a couple wandering over by the side of the road. Uncle Song was still a little embarrassed: "Then what... just now... you were in the store just now... You came so fast, I still don't know what to do." Thinking about waiting for a while..."

The foreword doesn't match the afterword, Song Tan smiled and said nothing.

The rolling shutter door was opened, and the lights in the room were turned on. Mao Li looked at the three little watermelons in Jojo's arms, and then at the empty space behind him, and couldn't help but sharpen her voice:

"It's just these three melons? It's so far away...the fruit shop outside the door can also buy them. It's really impossible."

Song Tan also laughed: "The fruit shop costs more than ten yuan a catty, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it, Auntie."

Then he looked at Uncle Song again:

"Uncle, the first batch of melons grown in my family are early melons, which are notoriously small. This melon is not too big, but the taste is first-class."

Qiao Qiao also nodded seriously: "It's 20 yuan a catty!"

Good guy, this time uncle didn't hear it as two pieces, but...

"20 yuan a catty?!"

The eldest aunt jumped up: "Can someone buy such an expensive watermelon?"

"I don't know either." Song Tan said vaguely, "Anyway, the price is fixed, and only two or three hundred pieces were sold in the afternoon."

Two or three hundred?

Mao Li made a rough calculation in her heart - if each three catties, these three melons would also cost one or two hundred yuan!

On the contrary, the uncle stood there, looked at the three little watermelons at this moment, frowned, and then said earnestly: "Tan Tan, you have to be down-to-earth in business, and the same goes for agricultural products. You sell this melon for 20, and you are all profiteers." , Let the villagers know about it, I feel ashamed when I go out!"

Song Tan: ...

There is some truth in what he said, but it's okay for others to say it, and the uncle has tasted so many things in his own house, how can he still say this?

Still have a dull face? Got a black hole on your face?

"Uncle, isn't the dish from my family worth 20 yuan a catty before? Isn't it delicious?"

Uncle Song: "..."

Delicious is delicious, unprecedented delicious, 20 yuan must be worth it, but isn't this the reason to teach children to be human?

Why is this child not like a girl, not obedient and sensible at all.

He thought about it, and finally felt that it was like what Mao Li said, that Song Tan would drift away after earning a little money, and he couldn't get used to the advice of his elders.

At this moment, he sighed: "Forget it, you young people don't like to listen to my nagging. I won't be annoying."

Song Tan thought to himself: She is willing to listen to nagging, and she has plenty of patience. But for people you hate, there is no need to wrong yourself.

It's been a long time since I came in, and the water dispenser is nearby, the two of them didn't even say to take a sip of the glass of water, and the fans in the store didn't turn on. As soon as the shutter was opened, the store was very hot, and Qiao Qiao's head was sweating.

Fortunately, the couple can also follow the heat.

Moreover, three catties of watermelon is not big, but what is the price of watermelon now?

Especially this kind of small one. Song Tan went to the fruit shop to have a look. They called it hand-peeled watermelon, and it cost eleven or twelve yuan a catty!

"Uncle, look at what you said, it's getting late, isn't it convenient to talk here!"

Song Tan smirked:

"If I take time to go back to my hometown, let's talk about business slowly, I still have a lot of things to ask."

Mao Li immediately yelled, "That's impossible!"

"Recently, the school has classes again, and Ziyi has to go to cram school. There are still people guarding the store. How can I have that kind of time all day long? Let's go back during the holidays."

Ah, there should be a watermelon sponsor here!

One more chapter, come later.

Uncle - full of daddy taste, his wife charged him to make sense.

Hand-peeled watermelon is really expensive, the skin is thin, and it is small. I wanted to buy it several times in summer, but I was persuaded by the price.