Song Tan Jishi

 “How much should you give if you give too much?” Lao Zhao was a little unconvinced.

Song Tan thought for a while: "Let's put it this way, the price I'm giving you is a monopoly price and it's an exclusive business. What I'm offering you is just a sidekick in our friendship."

 Lao Zhao suddenly became sour: "How come there are so many rich people and it's not me?"

 But then he reacted: "The monopoly is your family's stuff, right? Does what the villagers grow count?"

Song Tan pointed at the large shed that could be seen from the yard: "It's only a small space, so what can I provide for people in winter? I must rely on people from the village to provide supplies!"

Lao Zhao was speechless. At this moment, he only said bitterly: "476 kilograms of kudzu root powder have been pre-sold. This time I want 800 kilograms."

"Okay!" Song Tan said cheerfully, "Then you go to the mountain quickly and give the money first, otherwise Qiaoqiao will be sold out in the live broadcast room later."

 Lao Zhao actually didn't take the kudzu powder seriously, but when Song Tan said this, he suddenly thought that his competitors were not only the rich boss, but also countless netizens on the Internet!

At this moment, I didn't care about anything anymore. I wrapped my clothes tightly and rushed up the mountain along the road. I was stunned when I saw Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary who had just entered the yard:

“What is he doing? He is dressed like a penguin and is ready to run up?”

 There is a big **** on the mountain behind! Wearing such thick clothes and jogging all the way up, don't you have to take a breath when you get there?

Song Tan was also speechless: "It's okay, he just finished eating and can't run far."

And Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, stretched out his hand: "Lend me the key to the tricycle. I'll go up and get ready first. Tian Tian will come over later to help sell in the live broadcast room, and we will gain experience together."

Her title can make people trust her. Tian Tian has done on-the-spot promotions and is flexible with her words. The two of them should work well together.

As for Qiaoqiao, who is the biggest contributor in attracting traffic, his mission has actually been completed long ago.

They have to separate the live broadcast rooms, otherwise people will mistake it for Qiaoqiao's things, or they may deliberately manipulate this to cause trouble.

Song Tan was stunned: "Isn't she setting up a greenhouse at home today?" How come this girl has a part-time job before she even joins the job?

Party Secretary Xiao Zhu rode a tricycle: "Only two pieces of land, why should she be used to build a shed? I spent 300 yuan to hire the worker who helped you build the shed before, and she was told to clean it up in one day."

After she finished speaking, she turned the key and turned the handle, and the little maroon tricycle buzzed up the mountain.

Grandma Tang sighed at the side: "I wish the party secretary is really good at execution. If you have such a village official in your village, he will be able to lead him sooner or later."

 …

The tricycle drove very smoothly on the asphalt road, but just as it climbed the first gentle slope, it heard an earth-shattering choking sound.

Xiao Zhu, Party Secretary, stopped the car and took a look: "Boss Zhao, what's wrong with you? Did you choke on the water?"

Old Zhao waved his hands in embarrassment, touched his chest and coughed for a while, and then gasped and said: "Don't mention it! My body is not as good as before when I get older, so I just trotted here and drank a cool breeze, and my stomach felt... Unbearable."

Party Secretary Xiao Zhu burst out laughing: "You just ate, and now you're running away with a drink of cool air. Is it weird if you don't have diarrhea when you turn around? Don't drink kudzu powder when they sell it in the live broadcast room, otherwise it will be a bad thing if people misunderstand it." "

After she finished speaking, she patted the tricycle again: "Come on, get in the car!"

Old Zhao looked at the tricycle, and finally his demeanor succumbed to reality. He pulled on the edge of the tricycle like a fat penguin, stepped on the tires, and got into the car with difficulty.

 The car started buzzing again, and Lao Zhao grasped the railing helplessly, as dazed as a penguin being transported.

 …

On the mountain, Zhang Wang’s large yard has no kudzu root, and a large area has been cleared.

Qiao Qiao now has experience in delivering goods through live broadcasts. She stood here and commanded: "Uncle, there needs to be a table here. Brother Zhang will pack the express here later and issue orders."

 “Okay, okay!” Zhang Wang’s family hurriedly moved an old table. "Uncle, we need to prepare a few clean bowls and boil hot water here, so we can eat them later and show them to the children."

"Okay, okay, there are bowls and the water is boiled... I'll wash the bowls again."

 Zhang Wangjia is a very obedient collaborator and will not deal with Qiao Qiao at all, but...

 “You want to show others what you want to eat?” What’s so interesting about this? Isn’t it enough to just look at the fans?

"Yeah!" Qiao Qiao nodded seriously: "The children are still young and don't know much but are still very greedy. We have to teach them how to eat and taste it for them."

Zhang Wangjia’s expression was complicated: I always feel like what are you talking about? What can you say? I can't tell it.

 At this moment, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu and Lao Zhao arrived.

“Qiaoqiao, here, this phone will be used for your live broadcast later. From now on, it will be specially used for live broadcast in the village. I bought another one myself.”

 Zhang Wang’s family subconsciously replied: “Can this be reimbursed?”

Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, was stunned: Oh, she is not short of money, she has never thought about this! but-

“You’re right, I have to write an application report when I get back. It just so happens that the application I wrote last time for bringing goods in the name of a branch secretary has just been approved, so we’re striking while the iron is hot.”

As he spoke, Lao Zhao had already leaned over to look at the kudzu root, and then touched his belly: "It hasn't started yet, can I try it first?"

Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, was funny: "Can you still eat it?"

 Lao Zhao’s expression did not change: “Just have a taste and let it slide, it won’t be a problem!”

 This is the big boss who is here to buy things. Zhang Wang’s family quickly brought the bowl over: “Taste whatever you want, taste whatever you want!”

As he spoke, he first scooped a spoonful of arrowroot powder into the bowl, then poured a little cold boiled water into it and slowly stirred it. After the arrowroot powder was stirred into a thick batter, he poured in boiling water and stirred.

Qiaoqiao watched from the side and suddenly said proudly: "This is so complicated! I must teach the children well."

The Zhang Wang family has already handed over the translucent and sticky arrowroot powder: "Do you want sugar? This tastes tasteless, so you have to add sugar."

Lao Zhao also knew that, and now he skillfully sprinkled the sugar on it, mixed it, and then scooped up a spoonful of it -

"Huh?"

He took the spoon and stared into the bowl again, hesitatingly saying: "It tastes... pretty good?"

It’s strange, arrowroot powder has no taste at all, and only sugar is added. How come it tastes so refreshing? What else can you taste that tastes so delicious that you still want to eat it?

 He looked at Zhang Wang's family: "Have you always had this kind of quality in the past years?"

“That’s not true,” Zhang Wang’s family smiled sheepishly: “This year, Tan Tan said that he had fertilized my land, and it might taste better... I also tasted it, and it’s really different from previous years!”

 But this thing itself has no taste, and if there is any difference, he himself can't explain it.

At this moment, there was a roar of motorcycles outside the yard, and Tian Tian, ​​who was wearing thick warm leather cotton pants, had difficulty lifting his legs from the car.

 Update 1. It's so cold, I wrote this while huddled in bed.

When I was in junior high school, the school playground was by the river. I started running at 5:50 in the morning in the winter. I ran for a month, and my cough was not cured after taking medicine for a whole year.

Hmm, the licorice slices are quite delicious.

  Arrowroot powder is really tasteless, and I don’t like to add sugar, so I always mix it with cereal and dried fruits.