struggle in a small town

Chapter 302 Don't Listen to His Nonsense

Cousin Song Zhe is 6 years older than Lin Zhiyuan. He is 41 this year, but he looks much older than Lin Zhiyuan.

It's normal to think about it, usually in the wind and sun in the field, and men don't care about maintenance.

Song Zhe entered the door and was surprised to see Zhang Xuejiao, he stuttered: "You, you are the one"

"Hello, big brother." Zhang Xuejiao greeted with discretion, neither alienating nor overly acquainted: "I am Lin Zhiyuan's daughter-in-law, Zhang Xuejiao."

"exactly."

Song Zhe clapped his hands as if suddenly enlightened, and looked at Lin Zhiyuan: "Your sister-in-law bought a lot of clothes and shoes, and they all bought them from your daughter-in-law's shop."

Qi Yun gave Zhang Xuejiao a funny look.

They are clearly a family, but they don't know each other.

Zhang Xuejiao returned a helpless expression, she had never even met her cousin, let alone her sister-in-law.

Lin Zhiyuan didn't ask what Zhang Xuejiao meant, and said, "If my sister-in-law likes it, I can send some to my sister-in-law when the new model is released."

"No need." Song Zhe was quite proud: "My daughter-in-law can coax her by herself, I can afford it."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the uncle said that he went out to play cards and left with his hands behind his back.

The elders are not there, they are all young people, and they speak much more easily.

It was learned from Song Zhe that besides working in the orchard, he also went to several surrounding villages to repair mahjong machines and earn a little money.

Over the years, he earned some money by growing apples, and sent his son to a private junior high school in Xi'an. His wife went there together to take care of his son, and came back after the holiday.

While chatting, Zhang Xuejiao asked: "Brother, my sister-in-law bought something in my live broadcast room, so have you watched my live broadcast?"

"I've seen it once or twice, or I wouldn't have recognized you."

This is a mess.

Zhang Xuejiao continued to ask: "If I sell apples in the live broadcast room, what do you think?"

"Good thing!"

Song Zhe immediately took out his phone, opened the APP inside, tapped a few more times, and pointed the screen at the three of them: "I opened an online store to sell apples, but no one bought them."

Lin Zhiyuan was surprised: "Brother, do you still know about online stores?"

"You think your brother is a bumpkin?"

"I didn't mean that."

Some things became more troublesome the more they explained, Lin Zhiyuan had no choice but to shut up.

Zhang Xuejiao hurriedly helped him out: "Brother, shall I sell apples for you in the future?"

Song Zhe was overjoyed at first, and then his face collapsed: "I heard people say that the commission for bringing the goods is quite high."

"We are all a family, no mention of money."

"That's impossible!" Song Zhe didn't look at Zhang Xuejiao, but at Lin Zhiyuan: "Brothers are still clear, I can't take advantage of you."

Qi Yun watched silently, thinking that Lin Zhiyuan's relatives were really nice, even though Xiaoxue said he didn't want any money, he still insisted on clearing the account.

Zhang Xuejiao kindly proposed: "Brother, I met an apple grower like you the other day, and he said that this year's harvest price is not good, only a few cents."

"Don't listen to his nonsense."

Song Zhe popularized science for the three of them.

The price of apples is not only related to the type, but also affected by factors such as fruit diameter, fruit shape, and fruit surface finish.

The longer the fruit diameter, the higher the grade, the heavier the weight, and the more expensive the unit price.

If the fruit diameter is more than 8 cm, it is a first-class fruit; if it is more than 7 cm, it is a second-class fruit; if it is more than 6 cm, it is a third-class fruit.

According to the different appearance, it is also divided into commercial fruit, defective fruit, defective apple and fallen fruit.

The commercial fruit has no scars at all, and the diameter of the fruit is more than 8 cm.

At the same time, it must have a maturity that is suitable for market or storage requirements.

Commercial fruits generally appear in supermarkets or fruit shops.

Fruits below 7.5 cm can only be inferior fruits.

This shape may not be very good-looking, but there must be no scars, and other requirements are similar to those of commercial products.

Defective fruits sometimes appear in supermarkets or fruit shops, and are also sold along the street, at a lower price than commodity fruits.

If you meet a customer who doesn't understand, you will be deceived and slaughtered, and it is possible to sell it at the price of the product.

Those with obvious scars are defective apples.

The fallen fruit can be heard as soon as it is heard, and it is usually sold to a juice factory for two to three cents a catty.

"I understand." Zhang Xuejiao said with emotion: "No wonder there are apples that cost ten yuan a bag, so that's how it is."

Lin Zhiyuan recalled the bags of apples he bought last time, and echoed, "The bags of apples we bought last time were not too big."

Song Zhe listened to Zhile: "You guys are idiots growing apples? Who would do this if you don't make money!"

"That's not true." Zhang Xuejiao praised him: "Brother, you have become an Apple expert!"

Everyone loves to hear good things, and men are no exception.

What's more, Zhang Xuejiao is still a beautiful woman.

Song Zhe was even happier: "It has been planted for several years, no matter how stupid I am, I will remember it."

Lin Zhiyuan went straight to the point: "Brother, where is your apple orchard? Take us to visit it."

Song Zhe's orchard is located south of the embankment.

Starting from my uncle's house, I walked through various village roads, ran wildly on the embankment for a while, and arrived in about ten minutes.

Song Zhe also reminded Lin Zhiyuan not to take the main road when he came home, but to walk along the river embankment instead of going too far.

Lin Zhiyuan agreed well, but he didn't think so in his heart.

He was afraid of getting lost when walking on the main road, not to mention the detours just now. If Song Zhe hadn't led the way, he would have to live in the wilderness at night.

The total area of ​​Song Zhe's orchard is not large, only 32 mu, and he purchased it from other villages.

Like most people, Song Zhe also planted Fuji.

The harvest is approaching, and there are heavy, red apples hanging on the branches, which look delicious.

Contrary to Zhang Xuejiao's imagination, the apple trees are not that tall. If you look around, they are generally around three meters, and there are no particularly tall ones.

Song Zhe picked three apples from the tree and wiped them with his sleeve: "Try all of them."

Lin Zhiyuan didn't think there was anything wrong, Zhang Xuejiao and Qi Yun both hesitated.

Women, love to be clean, this one doesn't even wash.
Song Zhe said with a smile: "Don't worry, it will be collected soon, there is no medicine."

Zhang Xuejiao still couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart.

Qi Yun was ruthless, took a bite, and the juice was overflowing, crisp and delicious.

She nodded repeatedly at Zhang Xuejiao: "It's delicious!"

All right, Qi Yun ate it all, and Zhang Xuejiao couldn't be more pretentious, so she took a bite too, hiss, it was crispy and sweet.

Song Zhe was happy, and while walking around with Lin Zhiyuan and the others, he introduced: "Sandy loam soil is the best for growing apples, the soil layer must be at least 80 centimeters above, the organic matter content of the soil should be above 5.5%, and the pH value should be between 6.5 and [-]. .However, the selected rootstocks are different, and the scope is also different.”

"Also, the groundwater level generally does not exceed [-] meter, otherwise it will affect the growth of fruit trees."

Zhang Xuejiao swallowed the apple in her mouth: "Brother, what tree did you use to graft Fuji?"

Song Zhe replied with a smile: "Begonia rootstock."

"Which real word?"

"A stone is a stone, and an occupation is occupied."

Zhang Xuejiao nodded: "Taught."

"Not only apples, but many fruits can use crabapple rootstocks. The root system of crabapple is well developed, it doesn't pick soil, and it grows fast."

Zhang Xuejiao finished eating the apples, and Lin Zhiyuan took the core from her, still boasting: "Brother, you are too powerful."

(End of this chapter)