Song Tan’s Chronicle - Chapter 123.2

Song Sancheng thought about it and became more worried. “Then we’ll need at least two more people tomorrow to help your mom with the cooking.”

“Alright,” Song Tan calculated, “two people to help with cooking at one hundred each, and twenty people to plant the trees at one hundred and fifty each.”

Song Sancheng thought for a moment, “The price seems fair, but Tan Tan, since we have such a good opportunity, let’s prioritize hiring people from our village first. I’ll call on all the men and women who can work.”

“If there are still spots left, I’ll ask some people from nearby villages.”

“Okay.”

When it came to hiring, Song Tan knew her father was far more experienced. “You handle it.”

Just as she was about to turn around, she suddenly remembered something—

“Dad, I think the peach orchard should be fenced in with something. Otherwise, if anyone can just wander in, Big Bear alone won’t be able to guard it, no matter how many legs he has!”

Song Sancheng took a deep breath and sighed, “Girl! Give it a rest for a few days. Let’s get the peach trees planted first.”

Song Tan, already delighted, turned and replied, “I know. I’m just giving you a heads-up so you can think about what else we might plant.”

She wandered around the back mountain twice, realizing that apart from the Golden cherry, nothing else seemed suitable for their local environment.

So—

“Yanping, Yanping!”

Zhang Yanping was crouched by the pond, playing a game on his phone. When he heard her voice, he jumped up instantly.

“What? What’s up? I’m looking up information on Yingzui peaches for you!”

The distinct sound of “Timi!” from his game was loud enough for Song Tan to hear up the mountain.

Pretending not to notice, she asked, “Can we get more Golden cherry?”

She pointed to the back mountain. “I plan to use it to fence in the whole peach orchard.”

Zhang Yanping let out a bitter laugh. “Sis, you suddenly want such a large quantity. Where am I supposed to find it?”

“Nowadays, most people plant thornless varieties, and you specifically want the original thorny type.”

He immediately called Old Zhou from the nursery.

Old Zhou felt a pang of regret!

To cover nearly a thousand meters, planting one every two meters would require at least five hundred plants! The money wasn’t much, but he was losing out on a great opportunity!

Golden cherry was so easy to cultivate; all it needed was simple cutting propagation…

He regretted it deeply, but it was too late to start now. The client needed mature, large saplings for effective protection.

He watched helplessly as the business slipped away and had to search for supplies elsewhere to keep this customer happy. It was frustrating.

At least, as a middleman, there was still a small margin to earn.

Old Zhou was honest with him: “If you’re looking for large saplings this season, the price will be higher than what I have.”

Zhang Yanping looked at Song Tan, who nodded, “It’s not urgent. As long as it’s planted by the end of May, it’s fine.”

The weather would still be mild then, making it easier for the plants to take root and grow quickly.

After the call, Zhang Yanping sighed, “You’re just planting a fruit orchard, yet you keep finding ways to spend more money. Just planting Golden cherry isn’t enough—you’ll also need a wire fence, right?”

Of course!

Song Tan had already looked up the price of Yingzui peaches from previous years. They usually sold for around ten yuan per pound, not to mention hers would be even more valuable.

These weren’t just peach trees scattered across the mountain—they were money trees!