Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 150 - . Sneakily fishing_1

Chapter 150: 150. Sneakily fishing_1 Chapter 150: 150. Sneakily fishing_1 The yield from the vegetables in his own fields, Song Tan knew, would definitely not be low, and he nodded now:

“When the vegetables in the fields are ready for harvest in large quantities, we’ll definitely need to find someone to buy them.”

Otherwise, coming to the market every day, there’s neither the time nor the energy for that.

Guarding the spot from dawn till dusk, and selling over a thousand pounds of vegetables a day would certainly not be an issue. But the problem is that there is a mountain of chores at home; coming here every other day is already pushing it to the limit.

As for the price…

“The same price, twenty yuan per pound, buy one hundred pounds and get one pound free.”

The vegetable vendor: …

Wholesale, but not entirely wholesale.

He held back but then still asked, “What’s the difference between your wholesale and our retail prices?”

“They are essentially the same.”

Song Tan said righteously: “How the harvest is done will still be the same, how the goods are delivered will still be the same, my costs haven’t dropped…”

As for the worry that no merchants would buy—what a joke, with the taste of these vegetables, you could go to any star-rated hotel and they would be willing to pay two hundred yuan a pound.

If anyone still refuses after tasting them, Song Tan would actually respect that person as quite the man.

The vegetable vendor swallowed a mouthful of old blood, not thinking about helping anymore, just carrying his bag of bamboo shoots and plopping back down on the little stool at his stall.

But sitting there for a long time, he eventually went over again, huffing:

“Then I’ll wholesale at twenty yuan per pound, and I’ll be the one to set the prices at the market, how about that?”

“Don’t even bother wholesaling.”

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Song Tan earnestly said:

“My family’s fields might not be vast, but you know the quality. When I come to the market to sell vegetables, I can’t say that I’m not doing it for money, but rather for everyone to taste something good…

“Honestly, is twenty yuan a bargain compared to the quality of these vegetables?”

“If I were to wholesale to you, first, I wouldn’t make much profit, and second, everyone is already familiar with my prices. If you raise the price, it could cause trouble, right?”

Why bother?

But here I am guarding my spot like the God of Wealth, and in the end, I have to go back and watch over my own ordinary, unremarkable little stall… Who’s going to compensate for that kind of drop-off?

The vegetable vendor looked at her with a plaintive gaze: “Girl, have you thought about the stall rental at the market I mentioned last time?”

Song Tan pondered: “It doesn’t seem necessary…”

No sooner had she said just that, and before she could elaborate, the neighboring vegetable vendor quickly spoke up:

“If you’re not wholesaling, then you’re not wholesaling. But if you rent a stall, you’ll have a fixed spot to build a reputation in the future.”

“Your products are good, and everyone in the market has heard bits and pieces about it. These days, people have been setting up shop in your spot early in the morning, not caring about the quality of what they sell.”

“Clearly they are taking advantage of your reputation, and if customers get deceived, they might blame you, which isn’t worth it.”

He pleaded earnestly: “The market stalls here are really inexpensive, just in high demand. If you have connections, securing a stable spot is just a matter of spending a little money, and it’s truly worth it.”

“If need be, I’ll drive over to pick up however much you want to sell each day. I’ll help you sell!”

“Just reserve a small space next to your stall for me, and I’ll sell the vegetables I get wholesale. Okay?”

“Don’t worry, I won’t rely on your reputation at all. I’ll display my prices for all to see, and you can come and check anytime.”

Song Tan was puzzled: “I feel like setting up shop here is pretty good for you too, no overhead, and you can leave as soon as you’re done selling each day. You don’t necessarily need a stall, do you?”

As they were talking, all of a sudden there was a chill on the tip of her nose, and looking up, she saw that the spring rain had begun.

Little raindrops, like smoke and mist, gently fell, and the vegetable vendor wiped his damp hair tips, showing her his moist palm:

“See, besides being poor, this is another reason.”

“I’m getting older and don’t want to endure the sun, the rain, and the cold winds here anymore.”

That actually makes sense.

In this period, Song Tan had gained a fair understanding of the vegetable vendor’s character. Not to say he was particularly noble, but he did seem to speak honestly.

Moreover, as the work in her own vegetable garden kept increasing, she wouldn’t be able to come to the city to set up her stall every day.

But Song Tan wasn’t too keen on packing all her vegetables off to wholesalers either.

However, she found herself somewhat tempted by what the vegetable vendor had said.

“It’s just…” Song Tan gave a wry smile, “you’ve been setting up your stall for so long without securing a spot, how could I sort it out all at once?”

“But I do agree with your idea. If there really is a place, we can work it out together.

While they chatted, she also managed to sell off most of the bamboo shoots in her truck bed.

Just then, a familiar face looked around furtively and approached like a thief:

“Xiaosong, my ten pounds of bamboo shoots.”

He quickly scanned a QR code to pay on one side, while eagerly waiting to grab his big bag on the other.

Song Tan couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Zhu Suo, do you really need to be like this?”

The one who came was the police station chief who had caught her last time.

That farcical arrest was an unexpected fortune for Song Tan, but for the entire police station, it was an incident best forgotten.

It was just that one mistake!

Their wallets were emptied out, smoother than an old washboard.

Buying tea leaves was agonizing enough; at least you could console yourself that spending a large sum once would last a long time.

But who would have thought, everyone saw the flourishing state of the market, starting from the last batch of Milk Vetch. Henceforth, they came in shifts like bandits, sneaking around when buying vegetables.

Zhu Suo held the bag in his hand and gave a bitter smile, “Gotta be careful! Last time, Xiaowa bought five pounds of Milk Vetch from you and didn’t manage to hide it. Everyone pestered him until he agreed to share it right there and then.”

“You know how expensive these vegetables are, I grieve over even a single piece of bamboo shoot skin that falls off; can’t let those guys get wind of it.”

Song Tan held back a laugh and lowered her voice, adopting a conspiratorial tone as well:

“Zhu Suo, you better hurry along. I see your Xiaozhou brother from your station is already at the fruit stand.”

“Aren’t you all skiving off work?”

Who has time for an argument about skiving!

Zhu Suo shuddered and, holding ten pounds of plastic bag, started a vigilant anti-tracking drill in the vegetable market, a place as familiar to him as his own front door.

Xiaozhou sneaked over soon after.

“Xiaosong, weigh me three pounds.” he said, handing out a red banknote, “Everyone at work is an animal!”

“And Zhou Suo is too cunning, not satisfied with secretly buying for himself, he also made it into chili oil-bamboo shoot dices at home and used a sealed bag to bring himself a small pack to work—I only got one stem before it was all gone!”

Isn’t this bullying them for not knowing how to cook, and being bachelors to boot?

Xiaozhou grumbled resentfully, “Wait till I’m off work and go home, I’ll have my mom make it for me too!”

Of course, he had to keep an eye on it, or else the chili oil-bamboo shoot dices might be made, but not end up in his mouth.

Song Tan couldn’t help but look sympathetic:

Her vegetables were a bit expensive and especially delicious, after all!

She touched the coins the vegetable vendor had just handed her and deftly pulled out forty bucks to pass over.