Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

"Hahaha, your words always surprise me."

It was almost noon, and Lin Qinghe ordered his men to work harder, seize the time to pick, and wait until they were done before eating and resting.

Song Tingran was puzzled and said that they could eat lunch together at home, but Lin Qinghe refused directly.

"Sister Song, I'm not being polite to you, but my plan has actually changed. To be honest, I thought at first that I would buy it directly after picking it, and then rush to transport it to the city. Now it will take more time. , I just have to work harder.”

"Sister Lin, this is my fault. I wanted to give everyone a surprise, but I didn't expect to delay you."

Lin Qinghe immediately put his hand on Song Tingran's lips, indicating that he had no intention of blaming her. This would allow her to have a gimmick and make more money.

It is precisely for this reason that Song Tingran cannot go to dinner alone. She asks her husband to eat first and she will eat later.

In the middle of the afternoon, Lin Qinghe's people finally finished picking. At this moment, there was no one else in the fruit and vegetable garden, and the individual customers had already made their purchases and left.

Faced with such a huge quantity, Xiao Yuchen fought hard. He picked up the scale and started weighing it, feeling quite resigned to death.

After Xiao Yuchen weighed one, he picked up the second watermelon and was stopped by Song Tingran.

"Wait a minute, I'm afraid it will take three to five days to complete the weighing. Not only does Sister Lin waste time, but we also have to work hard. I have an idea. I don't know if Sister Lin agrees."

"Sister Song, just come and listen."

"I see that the different categories picked are all about the same size. It's better to just weigh one, count and do the math. It can save a lot of work."

This can really save a lot of time, and Lin Qinghe is naturally willing.

"Master, when we pick, we always count the ones we pick and keep records."

The person who spoke was the manager of Zuixianglou. Apart from Lin Qinghe, she was the most eloquent person.

"Sister Lin, I have a record, but you should count it again. After all, it involves business, and it doesn't hurt feelings to talk about money."

Song Tingran didn't want to count. How long would it take to count so many things? Other merchants would definitely have to be strict, but it didn't matter to Lin Qinghe. Jin Chan gave it away without blinking an eye. That was pure gold!

"Just based on this steward's record."

The matter was settled, and both parties were very happy. The watermelon Xiao Yuchen weighed just now was exactly 20 kilograms, and the record was 30.

Song Tingran blurted out: "That watermelon is 600 catties, 400 taels of silver per catty, a total of 240 taels of silver."

Everyone present was confused. There were still people in Zuixiang Tower who were fiddling with the abacus, but they couldn't figure out how much it was. Song Tingran only knew the weight and weight, and almost blurted out the answer, but she didn't react at the moment. come over.

And Zuixianglou's abacus sounds were accurate, and they all had a look of disbelief on their faces.

Shi Yan looked at his wife thoughtfully, then quickly changed the topic and said, "Xiao Yuchen, it's time to call the apple."

Xiao Yuchen reacted and started weighing apples. Shi Yan walked to Song Tingran and whispered in his ear: "My wife, you can count faster than me and the accounting clerk of Zuixianglou."

Song Tingran felt uneasy, but still had a smile on his face. He was so happy that he forgot that there was no multiplication table here.

She ignored the next one and said that she just blurted it out because she was familiar with the number and had met the same number before. Everyone believed it, such as Lin Qinghe. She thought Song Tingran was a business gem.

Now I used this method to calculate 50 catties of apples and 50 catties of pears respectively, totaling eight taels of silver.

Eighty catties of lychees, 160 taels of silver.

The golden honeydew melon is the most expensive. I ordered 100 melons for a total of 800 taels.

"Sister Lin, the total is..." Song Tingran looked at Shi Yan, and Shi Yan replied respectfully: "The total is 1208 taels."

"No, Sister Lin has a special discount, 20% off."

She really couldn't figure out the details of this. Suddenly, the farming space gave a prompt, showing that except for 966.4, she pretended not to see it and only looked at Shi Yan.

Shi Yan also encountered difficulties. It was a bit difficult to calculate and it took time. After all, he was a scholar and not a professional accountant.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the accountant of Zuixianglou. He fiddled with his abacus and said: "966 taels and 400 yuan."

Lin Qinghe paid the money happily and gave Song Tingran's accountant's abacus, saying: "It's just relying on the brains of you and your husband. What should I do if something like this happens again in the future? Let's use this old one first." Yes, I’ll bring you a new abacus another day.”

Song Tingran accepted it directly and muttered: "Sister Lin is the best to me."

Lin Qinghe could never resist her ecstasy soup. He smiled and asked his men to start loading the car. Then he pulled Song Tingran aside and asked, "Will the prices of your apples and pears be set too high?" It’s low, those outside are flat, small, have no moisture and no sweetness, which is about the same price as you, but not much less.”

Song Tingran took a look at the fruit and vegetable garden and said sincerely: "The poor people in Daniu Village can support their whole family with only two taels of silver. The rich families in the city would find it shameful to give two taels of silver to beggars. I opened the fruit and vegetable garden to earn money." I want money to live a good life, but I also want to keep one or two kinds of fruits that are common and familiar to everyone, and that even poor people can afford, so that they can have hope in life."

Lin Qinghe was dumbfounded, this was actually like this, and he admired Song Tingran even more in his heart.

"Master's house, everything is almost ready."

"Okay, you guys get in the car first."

Lin Qinghe said to Song Tingran: "It is my honor, Lin Qinghe, to meet you. We are leaving now and are going directly to the city. You should eat and rest quickly. I will promote it for you."

"Sister Lin, it's an honor for me to meet you. I never thought you would work with a man."

Lin Qinghe turned around and left with a smile. Song Tingran shouted from behind: "Bon voyage."

Sang Cheng, Wen Ci and Wen Li had already laid out the food, which was made for lunch, but no one ate it. They reheated it and put it on the table again.

Qiao Jinshu ran out of the courtyard and said, "My wife, don't be sad, come in and eat."

Song Tingran responded: "I'm not sad. I'm starving. Eat quickly." As she said this, she turned around and saw Qiao Jinshu touching her belly. She suddenly guessed that the husbands had not eaten at noon and were all waiting for her. Come on, quickly invite everyone to sit down.

"If this happens again in the future, just eat on time and don't wait for me."

This is not the first time Song Tingran has said this, but the husbands have promised well every time, but they still have to wait for her to come with them.