MTL - Song Tan Jishi-Chapter 403 403. Migrant Workers, Migrant Workers

   One thing to say, Song Tan is still not very competent as a businessman.

  Others sell tea, especially Maojian. Seeing so many people come, don’t mention anything else, first use the cleaned crystal clear glass to make a soup of each type of tea for display.

  Bar shape, color, taste, aroma…

  If there are few people, please drink it directly, if there are many people, divide it into a few small tea cups and try one by one... Go to the surrounding tea shops to see, basically this is the operation!

  However, at Song Tan's place, everyone has a disposable paper cup, and there are a few old yellow leaves in the cup. When everyone started waiting for tea in twos and threes again, she made a cup of Maojian, which was sold seriously, with a heartbroken heart.

  The most outrageous thing is that a group of old classmates still think that Song Tan is wasting money again!

   That is to say, the marketing is not over yet, and the brainwashing has been successful.

  In the end, there were more than 20 people, and 11 catties of tea were sold, and some of the big customers who bought by catty were, as expected, middle-aged uncles and aunts!

   And Wu Qianqian... Poor rich Qianqian, now she's penniless, no matter how fragrant the tea is, she can't afford a big buck!

   Then Song Tan took advantage of the situation and ignored it.

  Song Tan did the math—oh my, today's sales will reach 200,000 soon!

  She breathed a sigh of relief, and decided to sell some green pepper beef sauce to make up the whole number tonight!

   Upstairs, Qiao Qiao was looking at Wu Lei hesitantly, with one, two, three eyes...

   "What are you looking at?" Wu Lei said sullenly.

  At this moment, everyone is full of wine and food, Xin Jun and Zhang Yanping get together to watch the sales of the online store, and by the way, reorganize the promotional words of tea according to Song Tan's request.

  Wu Lei, who was tired, was worried about lunch, so he spread the cake on the sofa depressed.

  But... Jojo kept looking at him.

  Qiao Qiao hesitated for a moment, then said: "Brother Leilei, you lie on the sofa without taking a shower and changing clothes when you come back, so you have to remove the outer layer of the sofa and wash it clean this month."

  Wu Lei:! !

  He was stunned as if he had been punched by someone. He jumped up at this moment, and he saw some traces of rice fields on the cream gray sofa——

   There is even a grain of millet on it!

  At this moment, he was at a loss for words.

  How should I say it?

  Before he came here, the biggest pain was because his parents did not support buying a house. He was determined to give Lili a better life!

  He lived in his sister-in-law’s house when he was a child—eating and sleeping, sleeping and playing, and he didn’t have to do any work.

   Now that he is grown up, Wu Lei is mentally prepared to help with everything within his power.

   But he never expected that this group of people... seems to be for real!

   Let the rice be cut when you enter the door, eat two meals at noon, and think about washing the sofa when you lie on the sofa...

  He didn't come to be a relative at all!

  He is a worker!

  The damage caused by this cognition is obviously more terrible than washing the sofa cover. Wu Lei lost his strength in an instant, and sat back on the sofa directly.

   Then he looked at Qiao Qiao: "Didn't you also cut the rice in the morning? Are you not tired?"

   More than just not tired! Qiao Qiao's cheeks were extremely fair, but there were two sun-burned blushes on her cheeks, which still haven't faded now.

   But his eyes were shining brightly, as if they contained infinite energy.

Qiao Qiao thought for a while, and then began to snap her fingers: "But I also have to work - I have to feed the pigs and chickens, I have to feed Dawang Dabao Dabai and the others, I have to help cook, and I have to go to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables. "

   "But today, there is brother Leilei, all these tasks are done by parents and grandparents. Qiaoqiao only needs to cut rice and live broadcast, which is already very easy!"

   After finishing speaking, he opened his arms: "Brother Leilei, you must work hard to make money! Although there is pressure, Qiao Qiao also has pressure! My sister, the king, and their future are all on my shoulders!"

   "If I don't earn a little more, they won't have enough to eat!"

  Wu Lei: …

   Just when Xin Jun pushed the door and came out, he was helpless when he heard the words—it’s okay to say this occasionally, but it can’t always be this way of thinking.

   "Qiao Qiao." Xin Jun called him: "Come on, let's learn salary calculation, and learn how to use your salary to feed a few treasures, okay?"

   All right, all right! !

  Qiao Qiao nodded like a pounding garlic, and soon under Xin Jun's guidance, he fumbled to check the unit price of dog food and various meat...

  Student Wu Lei: …

   That's all, destroy it, there is no future for beating workers.

  Woooooo Lili, now, only you (and the house) are my spiritual support!

  One year later, he will be reborn, and with the down payment from his father, he will buy the most cost-effective real estate in Ningcheng!

   At that time, two people will repay the loan together, regardless of each other... How romantic!

  …

  After going upstairs and downstairs, the lunch break at noon was quickly delayed.

  The students are full of energy, and their stomachs are not full. At this moment, thinking about the money spent just now, the movements of holding the mobile phone are a little trembling.

  The two aunts are still in a stable state of mind—just kidding, what kind of graphene far-infrared micro-current massage bed they bought from others, a mattress costs 17,000 yuan!

   Pass by Song Tan who heard the chat! …

  Good guy, is she still conservative? !

In this case-

   "Has everyone rested? If yes, then go to the field. There will be shade from the big tree next to it after three o'clock in the afternoon."

   "Okay, okay!" The students laughed and said, "Are you still cutting the rice? I can't cut it anymore."

  Song Tan also laughed: "Oh, are you guys harvesting rice? It's obviously making trouble... Don't worry, it's agreed, I'll cook new rice for you to try at night, you have to go threshing and shelling."

  The students thought of the rice that was swaying in the field, and then thought of how the rice was neatly arranged in a row when they were harvested. At this moment, they couldn't help but blush again...

   "Cough!" At the critical moment, the squad leader's thick skin was more effective: "How can it be trouble? It is obvious that we are here to pick up the wind."

   "Okay! Leaders of Caifeng, go to the field and send all the rice to the threshing machine!"

  This threshing machine has been around for a while.

  For so many years, no one in the village has cultivated the land. Thanks to Song Youde's good memory, he knew the homes of the people in the village...

   At this moment, I asked a few companies, and then I borrowed it. Let the old classmates take a look, and it really has gained insight.

  Squad leader was eager to throw rice into it, but was stopped by Song Tan:

   "Don't worry. The rice has to be dried in the sun before it can be shelled. If you make such a fuss, you really won't be able to eat it tonight."

  The squad leader stopped instantly.

   After a while, he reverted to his old ways, curious baby:

   "No, you said that the rice needs to be dried in the sun before it can be shelled. Can it be dried in half a day? Can we eat it at night?"

  Song Tan thought of this question a long time ago!

   "Don't worry. Later, everyone will take this plastic sheet and spread it on the ridge of the field, and then each person will choose a bundle of rice and shake it on the plastic sheet."

   "I know, I know!" Someone rushed to answer: "After shaking, you have to hammer it so that the rice can fall off as soon as possible, right?"

   In principle, there is nothing wrong with it...

  Tonight's title is correct, the wrong one was yesterday... Tomorrow Monday's editor will correct this mistake. Resume additions on Tuesday. Everyone can think about who to add first...

   In addition, besides the leader, no one owes Jiageng, right?

  Good night my Volterra Yellow Green Phalaenopsis.