"What I said is that in May, I still have to plant the field with Xiaorong's mother. ”

"Daewoo, when will you buy me a batch of quail seedlings for this year?" Seeing that Qian Hong was talking to Gu Rong and her father about this, Liu Lao, who had been slamming the dry tobacco pouch, suddenly interjected, so Gu Rong and her father also quieted down, waiting for Qian Hong's answer.

"It's convenient for you, Uncle Liu, you've arranged it here, then I'll send it to you immediately, and the quail seedlings will be hatched by someone. Qian Hong replied without thinking about it, this is something that has been said a long time ago, for Liu Lao's pimple that suffered from the disaster at home, Qian Hong not only provides quail seedlings, but also is responsible for recycling, which can be regarded as pulling people.

"Then I'll ask for 500 first. Liu Lao's pimple eyes widened, as if he had made a lot of determination.

"500? Isn't it a bit too much at first? ”

"Not much, my old man has been raising chickens for many years, I have the accuracy in my hands and the number in my heart, you kid will prepare it for me, and when I raise it and sell it for money, I will pay you back a lot of quail seedlings." ”

"This is not in a hurry, if you have rich Uncle Liu, you will repair the house first, I took a look at it when I entered the tun just now, and it is still the same!"

"It's all burned, I'm not in a hurry now, if I can pay a sum for raising quails this time, I'll build a new one." ”

"Hehehehehe......"

Since Liu Lao Pimple confessed to Qian Hong and began to help Qian Hong collect those old objects, his personality has also become cheerful, and his words caused Qian Hong and Gu Rong and her father to laugh together, and the conversation atmosphere in the room was also very harmonious.

"Uncle Gu, why didn't I see Auntie?"

"I went to work in the city, from now until the days of planting fields, I can still work for a month and a half, the villagers are born to work hard, Xiaorong and her mother spread such a waste snack as me, and she can only work hard to earn more money. Gu Rong's father replied with self-deprecation.

"Uncle Gu, you will definitely be fine, when Gu Rong is older, your family's life will definitely be prosperous. As Qian Hong was talking, Gu Rong came in with a big bowl of noodles and placed it firmly in front of Qian Hong.

When Qian Hong took the chopsticks and began to eat them in his stomach, Gu Rong, who was standing next to him, also said in a low voice: "Brother Qian Hong, I also want to raise some quails in the spring." ”

"Okay, then you can get ready, and I'll bring the quail seedlings when I get back." ”

"But the quail ...... money"

"There's no hurry about this, just give me the buds here. ”

"Then Brother Qian Hong, you eat slowly, I'll ask the people in the tunzi to load the car first. ”

"Okay, I want more this time, at least a month, 4-50 days, no more trouble. ”

Listening to Qian Hong's words, Gu Rong nodded and immediately went out to find someone, during this time Qian Hong has become a big buyer of rice in the mountain, as soon as he appeared in the tunzi, those big grain growers couldn't stop laughing, although it was said that it was a shady deal, but he came to cash in cash!

After eating a bowl of noodles, Qian Hong felt that he had finally eased up, and when he chatted with Uncle Gu for a while, he followed Liu Lao Pimple to wander around in the tunzi according to the habit of each time, watching people weigh the buds from a distance, and then move them to the carriage.

"Daewoo, there's something I want to think about, and I feel like I should tell you. Who knew that at this time, Liu Lao Pimple suddenly said with a serious face.

"What good things have you found again?" Qian Hong asked with a smile.

"It's not about this, it's the people in the tunzi who seem to be secretly connecting recently, discussing the price of grain. ”

"If it goes up, it's going up!"

"But they want to go up by half. ”

"Half?"

"The bud rice has risen from the current two cents and a half cents to four cents a catty. ”

"Hehehe...... After the backer pays the public grain, are there still many dealers who come to collect the grain?"

"There are a few. ”

"Let's just put it bluntly, it's someone who wants to deal with me and want to get more money from me, right?"

"Alas, you can understand, Xiaorong has quarreled with them a lot because of this during this time, but she is a little girl, no adults and no grandfathers follow, and no one in the tunzi takes her seriously. ”

"It seems that the price I gave was too high. ”

"Huh, it's tall?"

"Isn't it too high, if I lower the price to death, I guess others won't be a bully for me. ”

"It's the same everywhere you go. ”

"Uncle Liu, then please tell Xiao Rong and Uncle Gu, if the price really increases, help me collect it from other tunzi, there is no backing mountain, there is always Jiangtun and Haitun, I take out the real money, are you still afraid that you can't buy bud rice? This is not a war era, and it is not a great famine!"

In the morning, I went to visit the stubborn old man in the nursing home, Qian Hong's mood was quite good, but he didn't expect such a thing to happen in the afternoon, and Qian Hong was domineering to go back.

It was the first time for Liu Lao Pimple to see Qian Hong so strong, but after a few seconds, the old man still put his hand behind his back and said in a tone that saw through the heat and coldness of the world: "It's okay like this, people can't hang themselves on a tree, a few more tunzi to collect grain, and if there are high-profile ones, then there are honest ones who sell grain." ”

"Uncle Liu, I'll go back first if there's nothing else to do. ”

"Aren't you going with the carriage?"

"Forget it, now I'll take less favors in the tunzi!"

......

The busy weekend has passed, and Qian Hong still attends classes as usual on Monday, and takes time to go to the music classroom to practice piano after lunch at lunch, and he has finished his boring fingering practice under the guidance of Mr. Sun.

Qian Hong has always been very envious of those who can play musical instruments, the dream that he did not have the opportunity to realize in his previous life, and he will make up for it now, but Qian Hong never expected that Mr. Sun would praise himself for being quite talented.

After school in the afternoon, Qian Hong rushed to the small courtyard with his schoolbag on his back, and Zhu Ying told him good news, the quail soup ordered tomorrow is more than 100 cups, so calculated, hundreds of dollars per day, which is too helpful to relieve Qian Hong's financial pressure.

I didn't start a business in my last life, and I didn't have the opportunity to buy a house, and Qian Hong, who has been working for others, never knew that it would cost so much to open a business, decorate a house, and build a string store!