Song Tan Jishi

Lao Zhao drove from the city to Song Tan's house early in the morning. When he got out of the car, he sighed:

“I haven’t been here for a few months. You’re changing a shotgun for a new one. It’s such a pleasant walk! It only takes me a little more than an hour to get here from the vegetable market!”

It was cold, and he breathed out a white breath when he spoke. At this moment, feeling the warm morning sun, he couldn't help but rub his hands and asked:

"Have you...had breakfast?"

Song Tan was helpless: "The rice is in the pot."

He said he was here to see kudzu powder, but he arrived at 8 o'clock. It was such a winter, what was he doing? Everyone knows it.

 “Okay!” Lao Zhao jumped into the kitchen.

Sweet potato porridge with spicy and sour sweet potato sticks, plus two salted duck eggs, ham, sausage, crispy rice **** per person, and you have a complete breakfast!

 According to Grandma Tang, breakfast in the Old Song family was never healthy, and most of it was starch and starch.

 But I can’t stand how delicious it is!

For example, at this moment, Lao Zhao was carrying a large bowl of sweet potato porridge, wrapped in a thick cotton-padded jacket, squatting in the corridor with difficulty, and anxiously drawing circles on the edge of the porridge with his chopsticks:

 “Hiss…it’s so hot, so hot…hoohoo! Oh, it smells so good!”

After a mouthful of sweet potato porridge, Lao Zhao’s eyes seemed to light up: “Why don’t you sell me your sweet potatoes?”

Song Tan was teasing the squirrel on the wall with a dried chestnut.

 Winter is here, and the sparse hair on their bodies begins to become thicker and denser, greatly improving their gray and autumn appearance. Coupled with the wisps of spiritual energy that have lasted for a long time, now it seems that it can be called cute.

Five or six of them gathered on the wall, their dark eyes fixed on the chestnut in Song Tan's palm, and their necks swayed up and down with the chestnut...

Hmm, it’s really cute.

At the other end of the wall, a fat orange-white cat was lying there quietly. Following the movements of the squirrel, it lay on its front half, but its big **** was stuck out high!

His hind feet kept kicking back and forth to make a starting motion, and then he saw the right opportunity and rushed directly towards the group of squirrels!

 In an instant, I opened my mouth and caught one!

The squirrels squeaked and fled in all directions, panicking. On the other hand, the one held in Big Orange's mouth had relaxed instantly, its limbs and tail hanging softly, showing a relaxed mood.

Song Tan felt a headache: "Okay, okay. Daju, don't keep playing with this one... You can change it to the one on the roof. The one with a big tail and a big **** is easy to bite!"

 “Meow.” Dajuju squeaked, opened his mouth and spat out the squirrel, holding its tail with his paws.

Zhang Yanping held a dry piece of sweet potato and grinded his teeth, then came over: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, it runs away, it chases! It can't fly without its wings!"

However, one of the protagonists, Squirrel, did not run away. His tail was held by Daju, but his beady eyes looked at Song Tan pitifully and expectantly.

Song Tan was unmoved, but Zhang Yanping couldn't eat the dried sweet potatoes anymore. With a ferocious expression, he pulled half of the dried sweet potatoes off with his teeth and handed it to the squirrel helplessly:

“Here, come! Boy, did you do it on purpose to be arrested every day?”

This question is difficult for the squirrel to answer. It just happily held the dried sweet potatoes and didn't care about its tail being stepped on.

But the squirrel didn't move, and Daju also found it boring. At this moment, he loosened his paws and started fighting with his grown-up child.

For a moment, hair was flying around and meowing, making Zhang Yanping laugh wildly with joy, while sighing: "Qiao Qiao, if they fight again tomorrow morning, you can start the live broadcast!"

He has already thought of the name, [The prince of the Golden Family rebels, and the Supreme Queen is on her way to conquer it! 】

 “How about it, domineering?” He said proudly.

It was difficult for Song Tan to comment, so he had to respond perfunctorily: "As long as you are happy." The vegetable seller, Lao Zhao, was holding a rice ball and furiously saying, "Don't interrupt, just listen to me! Why don't you sell sweet potatoes!"

And Qiao Qiao was wrapped in a scarf. At this moment, she looked at Lao Zhao carefully, her eyes as clear as a pool of spring water:

“Uncle, Teacher Xin said that when someone changes the subject instead of answering your question directly, it means either he doesn’t want to answer, or he doesn’t want to pay attention to you.”

 Lao Zhao:! ! A stab in the heart!

Song Tan laughed out loud and said quickly: "Qiao Qiao, hurry up the mountain. Your uncle Zhang is probably nervous."

"Oh oh oh!" Qiao Qiao reacted. At this moment, she shouldered the mission of serving the village and Uncle Zhang. She grabbed the scarf and pulled it at both ends. She strangled herself high and went up the mountain bravely.

Song Tan hurriedly comforted Lao Zhao—how could it be said that they were friends in the vegetable market setting up stalls together?

At this moment, he said: "That's not the case. It's not that I don't want to pay attention to you, but I don't know what to say - I only planted a small amount of sweet potatoes, which is only enough for my own consumption."

Since Lao Zhao opened a small shop, his business attitude has become more and more chic, and now he is much more open-minded. He is no longer the ordinary hawker in the vegetable market who gets sour when others are doing well.

At this moment, he hummed twice: "Then you can give me ten kilograms alone, and I can go home and roast sweet potatoes, right?"

"Okay, okay! It's necessary! I'll prepare it for you even if you don't tell me."

Song Tan promised without blinking an eye, and then asked: "Do you really only need a thousand catties of cabbage and radishes this winter? What is enough for that?"

 “Don’t be impatient!”

 Lao Zhao is now a well-known store in the urban area that has won by word of mouth, so cute! At this moment he said:

“I’m just going to settle on one thousand kilograms of radish and cabbage for the time being. I’ll tell you how much I’ll settle on once I get a taste of it.”

“Besides, you used to work and have never done business with rural people... In order to earn two dollars, they would dare to put anything into it.”

“If I tell you how much to order in advance and the price is high, do you believe that when the goods are received, they can bring all the goods from the seventh aunt and the eighth aunt?”

Then Song Tan must believe it.

"Okay! Don't worry. There are not many people in the village now, and there are not many people growing radishes and cabbages. When the time comes to receive the goods, I will take you directly to the fields to dig on site."

Even if someone buries the bad ones in advance, the color of the soil and the appearance of the vegetables can still be seen.

 Lao Zhao then nodded: "Okay, okay...wait, us?! Who else?!"

Song Tan took it for granted: "My other partner!" Of course, there are actually two money bosses, Boss Wang, as well as hundreds of thousands of fans and hundreds of friends in the circle of friends...

 But, alas, packing is too hard in winter, and it’s not your own food, so just sell it wholesale!

Old Zhao burst into tears of bitterness: "There are only a few people growing vegetables in your village, how much do they add up to? You actually found two people to harvest it?!"

Song Tan sighed, like a scumbag: "I didn't want to either, but he gave me too much!"

 Update 2, be sure to save it today! Let's go out and wash your hair first.

  The update on 11.11 will be late.