Song Tan Jishi

  Old Zhao finally got into the car by cursing and cursing in the middle of the night.

  No way, Song Tan did what he said, and said that no matter what dinner, he waited all night and didn't give a tea egg—stingy, it's too stingy!

   "Nephew, tell me, we have such a friendship, if she invites me to dinner at night, can I go bankrupt?"

  Old Zhao was sitting in the co-pilot, his body was covered with fishy smell, he didn’t have much appetite, but he was still out of breath—he drank two big cups of tea at night, and prepared on an empty stomach!

  It turned out to be a good thing. One fish was not caught, and it was not even eaten.

  The eldest nephew is an honest man, at the moment: "But their family is really busy! So many people have bought fish, and the family has to clean up. It's normal not to take care of us!"

   Isn't it busy flying?

  The pond on the other side has long since lost its clear water and plants, and there is only a dark mess left. In order to prevent the stink from giving birth to mosquitoes and flies, Wu Lei and Zhang Wang's house sent away customers, and the side was fermenting with blood non-stop!

  Looking at this posture, I'm afraid I won't be able to work until midnight!

  As for Song Tan’s yard—when they left, the water pipe was flushing with foam, and the wormwood was lit by the wall one after another, and the smoke was burning, and they were too busy to touch the ground.

  Old Zhao:...

   On the dark mountain road, he felt very distressed when he looked at his eldest nephew.

   That is to say, a man, a businessman, must be honest, but can’t he be too honest? We are related by blood, what's wrong with you reconciling twice at this time?

   Not breaking the law!

  However, the eldest nephew, the honest man, also has the stubbornness of the honest man:

"Boss Song is very nice. He didn't let us go for nothing, and we can earn a lot this time. If you are tired, uncle, I will send you back later. You are getting old, so you should rest more. "

  Old Zhao became even more angry: "Who is older? I have been in good spirits in the middle of the night! Besides, earning money is our father's hard-earned money. It has nothing to do with Song Tan, so don't be stupid!"

   "Why doesn't it matter!"

  The eldest nephew had to accept the reason: "There are so many cars that can be chartered in the market, but everyone asks me to help deliver the goods. This must be Boss Song as the link."

  Speaking of which, Old Zhao's nephew is also quick-witted.

  I usually look very honest at work, and I have a steelyard in my heart. Listening to everyone calling tonight and worrying about how to wash the car after fishing at night, the young man immediately came up with an idea——

  They just can't get the goods tonight, there is a big empty truck!

  There are so many people, the family will give a few tens of dollars to the travel expenses and send it directly. The big guys should barbecue at night, wash their feet and wash their feet, and don't delay tomorrow at all!

   Kill two birds with one stone, you have to make it easier for me to get money, and soon the business was negotiated in the yard of Song Tan's house.

  Now the car full of fish and shrimp is not my own, it is better than my own!

   Because of this, Lao Zhao's nephew recognized Boss Song!

  Old Zhao:...

He hated this elm head, so he could only say bitterly at this moment: "It's useless for you to brag about it now, what price will you sell us fish tomorrow, it must be the same price! When the time comes to carry a hundred catties of fish home, you will be able to sell it to us today." If you earn too late, you will lose your money!"

  He let out a long breath: "Nephew, let's call it: I hate to press the gold thread every year and make wedding clothes for others!"

   "You said you, boil oil to light the lamp to earn the travel expenses, don't you have to buy something from her in the end?"

  The eldest nephew didn’t listen to such nonsense, he just asked again: “Then, if we don’t accept this business tonight, don’t we want fish tomorrow?”

  Old Zhao: ...How could it not be possible! He only cares about money, not stupid!

   "Really?" The eldest nephew caught his expression, and said quite proudly at the moment: "Let's buy it ourselves, it's two yuan cheaper per catty, and we can choose first!"

  Old Zhao:...

  He closed his eyes and lay back, not wanting to say a word.

  …

  Song Tan's family is indeed still busy.

  It's almost ten o'clock at night, and the family is still just taking a simple bite. The big helpers left early, and the sanitation came to an end. After a simple wash, everyone sat in the brightly lit living room with the air conditioner blowing, and the final finishing touches had to be done.

  Even Cousin Seven waited until this time to cut the watermelon tonight before taking Grandma Seven for a stroll back.

   Yan Ran nervously adjusted the account in her hand, and whispered to Professor Song and others: "Song Tan's family...does they trust us too much... so much money!"

  Some people scanned the QR code, some swiped their cards, and some gave cash. The scene was so busy that there was nothing to choose. Now it was collected at night, and it was about 400,000 yuan.

   That's all, the task of collecting the money tonight is on Yan Ran's shoulders, even if the money for scanning the QR code is not with her, but the tens of thousands of dollars in cash in her hand still makes her feel nervous and apprehensive, for fear of miscalculating.

   Tang Xiaodong murmured softly: "Such a tense and intense sale is much harder than doing farm work. Why do I feel like we are free labor?"

  So, the three of them cooperated very well, and they were exhausted today. Then, when they are not around, is this family planning to sell fish like this?

  Of course, just for this food, he is also willing to pay for free labor, but this feeling is very subtle.

  Qi Lin didn't make a sound, he was numb when picking up the fish and catching the fish, and now his palm was still burning with pain from the fins.

  If Song Tan knew about their problems, he would definitely roll his eyes—please, Mr. Xin Jun can’t lift his hand, Zhang Yanping looks capable but actually can’t pick up a bundle of grass, Qiao Qiao is okay but he can’t hold so many people!

   How many of them do you expect?

  Then this fish can only be sold slowly every day! How can there be today's quick fix and high efficiency?

   I also have to thank Professor Song for teaching students well!

   Today, Professor Song, who is a well-educated disciple, is still continuing to educate: "You guys, what a rare opportunity to exercise, you don't even know it!"

  "Is our labor valuable? Compared with the real crop handle, it is worthless."

   "At first, I thought, I have studied for a long time in my life, so I know a little bit of science, right? I won't come to eat and drink for nothing."

   "But you know, what did I hear today? Song Tan's family started their business by throwing a handful of grass seeds into the wasteland."

   "It's just the ordinary Zi Yunying, who feeds the cows and feeds the people, and feeds her customers into the die-hard look of today."

   "Let's talk about it, this is the only one, what do we need?"

  He smiled wryly: "I'm even thinking now, when they gave me the opportunity, did they give me a favor and let me take a vacation?"

  By the way, gold-plate the resumes of the apprentices?

  Thinking of this, Professor Song didn't want to talk anymore!

  Yan Ran and the others looked at each other silently, and after a long time, she took a deep breath and looked at the ledger in her hand again:

   "Tang Xiaodong, Qi Lin, let's reconcile the accounts again."

  What, about the body, because I had a fever again, I took the test last night. I can only say that the new crown did not forget me, although it was late, it arrived (*).

   Sheep caught a sheep.

  Tonight's status is okay, push this sister's good book! I should have pushed it while I was on sick leave so you guys could have a few more books to read...

  The author of "Yan Ci Gui" Jiu Shilu. Lin Yunyan's new life started with a bad hand of cards.

good night!