Tang Zhijun is going to go out once, they don't know the price yet, so they have to inquire about it.

"Cheng, you go. ”

Tang Zhinian sealed the mouth of the greenhouse again, the more at this time, the more they can't be sloppy, who knows, whether it will snow in the next few days, they have worked hard all winter, seeing that these vegetables can be sold, but they can't give them a snow at this time, it will be in vain.

It doesn't matter if the price of vegetables is cheaper, this year this is planted, and it can also collect hundreds of yuan, not to mention what money to make, at least, they can pay off their foreign debts, and they can also leave a few plastic greenhouses, and next year they will plant again, and then they will start to make money.

Tang Zhijun was afraid of spending money, so he insisted on going to the wholesale market, and the vegetables in their village in the past few years were all pulled to this wholesale market to sell, and if you ride a bicycle, it will take more than 30 minutes to walk, and it may take an hour and a half.

After arriving at the vegetable market, he first took a big circle in the market, at this time the vegetables were originally few, and there were not many people here, of course, there was no coriander to sell, he turned around several times, and he didn't see any coriander sold, so he didn't know how much the coriander was selling.

He didn't believe it, so he found a place to sit down, he couldn't walk for so much an hour and a half, and then go home empty-handed.

His hands and feet were numb after a while, so he stood up and walked around for a while, and then he saw a man coming on a tricycle, and inside the tricycle, he was pulling a few bundles of coriander

He was just about to go up, but a few people moved faster than him, and they directly surrounded him, and hurriedly asked how to sell the man's coriander?

The coriander seller twisted his head and raised his chin, as if he was not selling vegetables, but gold.

"Eight cents a pound, no price. ”

Tang Zhijun was stunned on the spot, and he was dumbfounded at all.

What, what?

He swallowed his saliva, eight cents, eight cents, a pound?

It still looks like this, the leaves are not yellow and green, and he has not picked them up, he himself is a farmer, how can he not know, there is a problem with this coriander bundle, there may still be mud in it, this winter, add some mud to the vegetables, and then pour some water, even if it falls, it can't be broken.

And just such a dish can be sold for eight cents, and he almost didn't choke to death by his own spit.

He thought that it was too much to sell for a dime, but he didn't expect it to be eight cents, if according to the quality of the dish, this must be the better the dish, the more expensive it is, their dish is called a water spirit, if this kind of dish can be sold for eight cents, their dish will not be able to sell for a dollar.

"Big brother, big brother ......" He hurriedly stopped a vegetable seller, others love to laugh, and his mouth is also sweet, and he directly got closer to people with a mouthful of big brother's.

"Big brother, why is this coriander so expensive? In previous years, wasn't it only one or two cents? Why did it suddenly rise to eight cents?"

"Alas......" the greengrocer also sighed.

"There are few people who plant, these ten miles and eight villages, there are only a few families who are planting, this is a greenhouse, but in the past few years, which year is not snowing and the greenhouse has collapsed, so this year there are fewer people like this, so this year there is no food, don't say eight cents, even if it is a piece, someone is rushing to ask for it. ”

Tang Zhijun listened to it and kept it in his heart.

"Then big brother, do you still accept it?"