Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 427 - Chapter 427 427. Plans for Making Straw Mats_1

Chapter 427: 427. Plans for Making Straw Mats_1 Chapter 427: 427. Plans for Making Straw Mats_1 Grandma also burst into laughter:

“Oh my, our Qiaoqiao really has a way with words! But your Brother Yanping is handsome on the outside but no good on the inside. Once you deceive a girl with your looks and she discovers your laziness, then what will you do?”

Grasping the watermelon, Zhang Yanping only wanted to sigh at that moment.

How should he put it? He couldn’t get through today unscathed.

Fortunately, in the end, the watermelon saved him–

No sooner had Grandma tasted the watermelon than she couldn’t help but eat several more bites, “Tantan, the watermelons you grow are really delicious. I couldn’t help but eat too much of the ones you gave me last time.”

“Your grandpa is the same. I tell him not to eat too much, but he keeps holding onto them. Later we bought a few more, but none of them tasted like this.”

Song Tan laughed heartily, “This is a new variety, cultivated with a special nutrient solution. Grandma, if you stay at my place, you can eat it whenever you want.”

“I know,” Grandma, who now also watches some short videos, said, “Nowadays it’s all high-tech, all these new varieties. The other day I was scrolling through TikTok and I saw something called egg fruit growing on trees–I checked, and they cost eighty or ninety yuan per jin!”

Song Tan: …Grandma, what you’re talking about are scams, not the same thing at all as ours.

But how could she explain?

She found herself at a loss for words as well.

…

As Grandma was getting on in years, and the melon was cold, Song Tan didn’t dare let them eat too much. After each person had two slices, she wrapped the leftovers in cling film and stuffed them back in the fridge.

It was only then that Grandma realized:

“What about everyone else?”

Qiaoqiao thought for a moment, “Mom went to the fields to pick vegetables, said she wanted to make something nice for lunch. Seventh Uncle went to the back mountain, said he was looking for a tender pumpkin to stir-fry at noon…”

“Dad and Grandpa are cutting, drying and splitting grass, they haven’t come back yet. Grandma went to pick tea leaves this morning and is now helping out… And then there’s Brother Wu Lei, he’s up on the mountain helping to pick watermelons, and now we need so many every day!”

Qiaoqiao gasped after finishing her explanation, then exclaimed in surprise, “Wow! There are so many people in our family!”

On such a hot day…

Grandma couldn’t help but look up at the sun outside, and Song Tan hurriedly reassured her, “It’s okay, Brother Wu Lei is wearing a hat, and there are plenty of shady spots in my Peach Forest. There’s not too much direct sunlight.”

In fact, it was so hot that nobody was working at the moment.

It was just that Wu Lei thought ahead. Afraid of more chores being assigned to him upon his return, he decided to stay put on the mountain.

However, since he was the eldest grandson who had grown up right in front of her, Grandma still felt a bit of heartache, especially knowing how Wu Lei could be a bit unreliable. Since it was not good to ask too much after sending him intentionally, she had to change the subject:

“Tantan, how do you sell these watermelons? Do you have to sell this many every day?”

“Do you haul them to the city yourself to sell?”

“Not exactly,” Song Tan explained with a smile.

Initially, she indeed used to take the watermelons to the city according to mobile orders herself, but it was too tiring to carry and lift due to the heat. Now, she had given this task directly to the vegetable vendor Old Zhao.

But this time, she wouldn’t be paying with money. Instead, for every load of watermelons transported, she gave him three big ones, allowing him to sell them or eat them himself, as he wished.

Three big watermelons could sell for more than a thousand yuan, making the commission incredibly generous!

But for Song Tan–the house was already teeming with watermelons!

Even so, initially swayed by the comforts of modern life, Old Zhao was reluctant to take up the job!

It was only after hearing that he’d be given watermelons that he reluctantly agreed–after all, if he didn’t do the job, buying watermelons daily would cost him several hundred yuan!

Now that he had accepted the job of selling them on behalf of others, all he had to do was drive an extra trip; once the goods arrived, he didn’t even need to unload, as he could sell them right there on the spot.

With three big watermelons, he could sell two and cut up the remaining one into chunks, ensuring neither his parents nor his in-laws were left out, and everyone was happy.

Old Zhao’s abacus beads clattered noisily, but there wasn’t the slightest intention of expanding his business or becoming more powerful.

Actually, if the watermelons were wholesaled, people would scramble over each other to buy them for twenty yuan a kilo, and Song Tan wouldn’t even need to throw in a few extra watermelons, not to mention the possibility of raising the price.

After all, the quality of these watermelons had great potential in the high-end market.

However, first, the family business didn’t have all the trademarks in place, nor was the brand prepared to make a name for itself right now.

Wholesaling to others might bring in more money, but there was no guarantee that greed wouldn’t get the better of them; whether they sold at sky-high prices or passed off inferior goods as superior, it would be very easy to ruin the reputation.

Choosing Old Zhao was precisely because he had become lazy and comfortable with life nowadays, and therefore wouldn’t resort to any tricks like passing off inferior products as good ones.

Nowadays, Old Zhao came to pull vegetables one morning and watermelons the next afternoon, keeping busy with a full schedule every day!

Grandma listened in a daze, only understanding that her eldest grandson was now responsible for loading watermelons onto trucks…

Tantan said there were only a few hundred melons a day, and she figured, that couldn’t be too hard to manage, so just do it.

But there was another matter that piqued her curiosity as well.

“Qiaoqiao, what did you just say about cutting grass?”

Grandma asked curiously, “In this scorching heat, are you going to the garden to pull weeds?”

“No,” Qiaoqiao shook her head. “There’s a plot of land with dense sedges in the new field my sister rented. Grandpa said we could make money by cutting it and weaving it into mats.”

Oh dear.

Grandma and Grandpa were also extremely envious:

“Your grandpa is really spirited, that could probably sell for a good amount of money, right?”

Song Tan smiled, “We’ll definitely make some profit.”

“But Grandma, you and Grandpa don’t have to be in a hurry; grandpa said he’ll bring over two bundles of grass later. You can even weave a mat for yourselves at home.”

“And if you have the time, you can help him out. He’s paying people to weave the mats, and you get paid for each one you make!”

“What do we need payment for?”

Grandpa shook his head, “It’s just helping out along the way, not much effort required.”

“That won’t do,”

Song Tan quickly shook her head; weaving mats was a job that required delicacy, and you could only make one a day if you wanted to do it well–it wasn’t so easy.

But for Grandpa, it was a perfect job. Not wanting money was out of the question.

Moreover…

“Estimating over ten thousand kilos of grass, even dried, there’s quite a lot. You two don’t want money, Grandpa would feel embarrassed to pay others a salary.”

She whispered, “You start first, and if it sells well, next year I’m planning to expand the scale. Then Grandpa can make money just by staying at home, how nice that would be!”

Wow! It’s really sellable?

Grandma and Grandpa both became joyful.

It’s just… the old couple, having lived in the countryside their whole lives, had savings that were scraped together bit by bit, and their total retirement fund was just that modest amount.

Nowadays, going to the hospital even once can cost a lot. There were whispers in the village of families that squabbled over hospital bills for elder care…

Money, it’s like a person’s gall.

If they could earn and save money, would they still fear becoming a burden to their children when they were too old to work?

Not at all!

Besides, people who work every day at home, if suddenly faced with nothing to do, would find it uncomfortable. Having some work to do actually brings more comfort.

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