Chapter Seventy-Eight: I'm Afraid of Things

"Brother, we have a lot of money selling this dish," Tang Zhinian knows the amount of money in the family, and the two brothers both know,

"Brother, as the saying goes, if you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves, everyone is a villager, let's let others come over to help, it is kind, but if it is spread out, our family will make a lot of money, and it will not be a problem. ”

When Tang Zhinian heard this, a lot of cold sweat broke out on his brain, but this is not the reason, the people in the village are gossiping, it doesn't matter when they are poor, anyway, everyone is poor, and no one can laugh at anyone, but if their family has so much money all of a sudden, what if someone else comes to borrow it in the future? If you don't borrow it, you can't pull this face, borrow it, you can't borrow this one, you can't borrow that one, maybe you can't leave one good.

Although the people in the village know that their family grows coriander, they also grow a lot, and they can sell it for money, but how much money they sell, but they don't count.

Brother, let's work hard for some time, it's about this month, and we will sell it until the end of the year, and we will sell it almost completely.

Anyway, the small house in the field has long been cleaned up, and a wire has been pulled from the house, so that the two brothers take turns to rest at night, and they only need to get out 300 catties of vegetables every day.

Tang Zhinian thought about it, then nodded, and didn't mention the matter of asking people to help.

Whose family made money, other people didn't blush, but they just didn't talk about it on the surface.

Anyway, they are working harder on their own, and the family will be in the ground first, and this dish is worth a lot, so it is necessary to prevent it.

But even if I'm busy for a month or so, there's nothing.

Tang Yuxin also moved over, otherwise, who cares about a child as big as her?

When the two brothers were in the evening, one person sorted out the dishes, and then the other person rested, although it was hard, but there was about 300 yuan to get every day, and it was worth the hard work.

Tang Yuxin helped his father and second uncle pick up vegetables during the day, and beat them up, although Chen Zhong was full of unwillingness, but his unwillingness only represented himself, but it could not represent Tang Yuxin.

Tang Yuxin don't look small, but the idea is very right, although Chen Zhong blows his beard and stares, but there is no way, he can only come over and squat in the greenhouse every day, and read to Tang Yuxin.

Yes, he reads, Tang Yu listens.

As for the two brothers of the Tang family, it sounded like they were chanting scriptures, their brains were buzzing all day long, and they didn't know if such a young Tang Yuxin could understand it?

Time passed day by day in the hard work of the two brothers, and every day it was three hundred yuan that was touched by thunder, no more and no less, and then a few vegetable sellers came to find it. said that he wanted coriander, but there were really few people who couldn't sort it out, and the vegetable sellers were ruthless, so they actually started by themselves, Tang Zhinian's brothers did their work carefully, and the vegetables were clean, but some vegetable sellers didn't care, and they didn't pick up the yellow leaves, so they were directly tied into a bundle and pulled, for fear of being preempted.

Just that sentence, if there are too many radishes, they don't wash the mud, and people don't add mud to them, they are all real people.

Tang Zhinian's brothers are not afraid, anyway, they are originally real people, there is no soil in the dishes, and there is no water in them, they can go by themselves, as long as they don't spoil their dishes.