"That's right, what did Brother Nine do?" Fan Yang asked rhetorically.

"I, I can earn any money, I heard that those barbarians earn a lot of money, it's really so easy to earn?"

"Oh, who do you listen to?"

The army heads to one side, looking this way.

Jiu glanced at his eyes and shook the ashes: "I also heard nonsense, what about Mr. Zhao, why didn't he come?"

Fan Yang smiled: "He's in my house, playing cards with a few old men." ”

"Call him. ”

"No, it's too far, I'm too lazy to run, let's do it another day. ”

I drank until the wine was hot, and a group of people gradually became familiar with each other.

found that Jiu Glance is not a very unreasonable person, and he is still very polite to others.

The next thing is to brag, no need for Fan Yang to talk at all, nine glances began to cross the eyes of Fan Yang and said, do you recognize this for a while?

One moment to talk about the xx team, a while to talk about the xx game, and finally to the first and second in command.

If these are true, then Nine Glances is indeed a bit of capital in the local area.

He also said that he was responsible for repairing a road from the station to a certain town.

Fan Yang listened to him all the time, and occasionally echoed two sentences.

This also confirmed some of Fan Yang's speculations, this person should have relied on his relationship to engage in some civil construction and earn some money.

I want to bleach, but I can't find a way.

As for why protection money is charged?

It should be that the money was squandered by himself, which can be seen from the car he bought.

After eating a meal for two or three hours, they were a little drunk, and then the table dispersed.

sent a few people to the door of the restaurant, and when parting, Nine Glances pulled Fan Yang aside and said: "I'll tell you the truth, I like to make friends the most, like Zhang Erwa over there, Boss Huang, and Boss Liu, who is engaged in the transportation team, are very familiar with me, I have a relationship, you have money, and you can earn money together in the future, right?"

Fan Yang smiled: "That's right, let's talk about these later." ”

A meal, mixed with a familiar face.

The atmosphere is still very harmonious.

After sending away the nine glances, Fan Yang settled the account, but the person was not in a hurry to leave, and said in the private room with a few people in the army: "Brother Jun, what do you think of this person?"

"Count him as sensible and keep a little distance. The army replied.

But Fan Yang shook his head slightly, he actually had another idea hidden in his heart: "I want to take the initiative to cooperate with this person, what do you think?"

"Cooperate with him?"

"Our local foundation is still too thin, and he, at first glance, is a person who has gone downhill, has a certain amount of influence, but he can't use it, and he is reduced to collecting protection money. ”

"yes, isn't that normal. The army replied.

Fan Yang knocked on the table: "I don't think he's a stupid person, he must still have a little bit of work ability, so let's just do some fruit business with him." ”

Although it was a bit risky, Fan Yang decided to give it a try.

He tried his best to invite Jiu Yanyan to eat this meal, and he attached so much importance to it, in fact, he also had another plan.

In fact, Nine Glances is just right for this person.

The industrial base planned by Fanyang is that agriculture and light industry should go hand in hand.

These are not things that can be done well just with money.

It's long past time to expand your power.

I didn't say much to the army, and I was not in a hurry to go back to the town, but opened two rooms in the county.

Junko lives in one room with the Red Soldiers, and she lives in one room with the army.

I asked the owner of the hotel for an alarm clock and set it to 4 a.m.

I rushed to my feet and fell asleep.

I slept until midnight and woke myself up with an alarm ringing.

Exactly four o'clock.

The army drank a few more drinks last night, and the alarm clock didn't wake up.

Fan Yang gently pressed the alarm clock, got up and got dressed, washed his cold face, and walked out alone.

At night in the small town, it is very peaceful, there is not a single car on the road, and the street sweepers have not yet gotten up.

But in another corner of the city, it was already busy.

This is the first group of people in the city to wake up.

Farmers' Market.

Fan Yang had driven around a few times before.

As a businessman, Fan Yang has this habit of going anywhere, first figuring out the context of the city.

was originally a small fruit business, but Fan Yang didn't look down on it.

For the sake of nine glances, he can be regarded as painstaking.

Instead of letting him have nothing to do and thinking about his leather shoe factory all day long, it is better to show him a way to make money.

There is a farmers' market in any city, and the farmers' market is also the most basic one of the trades, everyone can touch it, everyone can get started.

The profits are still considerable.

The street vendors in the city, if they want to wholesale fruits, they are all three or four o'clock in the morning, and they should ride their own small three wheels, carrying a flat shoulder, and start to buy.

This is also the hardest group of people in the city, more tired than sweeping the streets, and getting up earlier than selling steamed buns.

Vegetable sellers, butcher sellers, many people look down on such dealers, thinking that they have earned all their money.

That's what they deserve.

It's hard-earned money.

Fan Yang in his previous life also had a deep understanding.

Let's say sell a pork, the farmer's market has a fixed stall, generally get up at four or five o'clock, ride their own tricycle, run to the meat factory, or the door of the slaughterhouse, at this time the pig has been killed, the stall owner pays to buy half a pork, transport it back to his stall, around six o'clock, start to divide the meat, leg meat, tenderloin, ribs, plate oil, one by one, hang on the meat rack to sell.

The amount of meat stalls in small places is usually a few hundred catties a day, and it is good to sell one pig a day.

But that's not the hardest part.

The hardest are the pig dealers.

First of all, you have to go from house to house to collect pigs, there are no hand-held tractors, many rely on people to catch them behind, and sometimes you have to walk for hours to collect a few pigs.

I have to get up at two or three o'clock in the middle of the night.

Drive the pigs to the slaughterhouse, line up to kill the pigs, and then sell them to the second-course butcher who has a stall.

It's a tacit understanding.

The pork that people buy, from the pigsty in the countryside to the table, has already changed hands.

Why don't the stalls selling meat collect their own pigs?

Wouldn't the profits be higher?

It's too tired.

It's the same with vegetable sellers.

Farmers grow some vegetables themselves, it's all a joke.

How much can I have?

The main consumer force in the city still relies on traffickers to meet it.

In the city, every district must have such a system.

Foreign vegetables, the whole vehicle is transported to the vegetable wholesale market, this time is generally two or three o'clock in the morning.

At this time, there are many vegetable sellers guarding the wholesale market.

Buy the vegetables first.

Then the second-order vendors who have fixed stalls in the farmers' market will come to buy, and this time is generally three or four o'clock in the morning.

The same goes for fruits.

There are small works, big things are big, and many people don't underestimate the fruit wholesale business.

Fan Yang in the previous life, after being cheated, owed hundreds of thousands, and almost sold the house before paying back the money.

The six or seven million brought back from Russia were squandered in a few years.

When he was the poorest, he only had more than 10,000 yuan left.

But it only took him two years to multiply to more than one million.

Only then did he go to Guangzhou to set up an import and export trading company.

In the beginning, it was a fruit business.

He sells cherries.

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