Jin Chenghuan was so angry that he coughed heavily, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Park Jung-woo hurriedly held on.

"Okay, okay, I hope you don't come to Korea. ”

"Threaten me, believe it or not, I'm going to make you unable to get out today?"

Fan Yang is really on fire.

The army and the red soldiers have long been standing next to Fan Yang.

Park Jung-woo helped Kim Sung-hwan away.

Liu Dingxin sighed and glanced at Fan Yang: "Then Mr. Fan, let's go, remember to call me in Lianyungang." ”

“ok。 ”

The two Koreans were so angry that they vomited blood, and Fan Yang's chest also rose and fell slightly.

"Continue loading. ”

Because they converse in English, no one else can understand it.

It is not yet known what is happening.

The old Qin township chief also followed.

Seeing that Fan Yang vomited blood in the anger of the Koreans, he asked, "What's the matter? Why are you quarreling again? I heard that our cakes are worth 8,000 for others?"

Fan Yang glanced at the old Qin Township Chief and didn't hide it from him: "Yes." ”

"It's really 8,000, won't it? You sold it, and we're worth this thing?"

"8000 is real, but I didn't sell it. ”

"Ah, what's going on?" Old Qin Township Chief was stunned.

A group of fellows also leaned over.

Dozens of pairs of eyes at the scene were staring at Fan Yang, but no one spoke.

"Don't sell it, Uncle Qin......" Fan Yang pointed to a yellow cardboard box in front of him, which was bare, it was a primary-color cardboard box, and there were no printed words on it.

The cardboard boxes piled up next to it are all like this.

Only the first, second, and third levels written in red pen.

There are also preferred, selected, and special grades after Fan Yang's reform.

"That's what the Koreans asked for, right?"

"That's right. Old Qin Township Chief nodded.

"That's why I don't sell. ”

"Koreans, in the way of basic agricultural products, import our persimmons, no name, shipped to South Korea, it becomes their products, divide it, get a box, write a Lingyan frozen cake on it, mark their trademark, and it will become theirs. Do you know how much our Majiapo cakes can sell for in the world? I charge him $4,000, but is it expensive? It's only two dollars when folded down, right? Let me tell you that in American supermarkets, our box of persimmons, 500 grams, is sold for four or five dollars. ”

"Yes, it is their ability to sell it to the United States, but what about you? The purchase price of two yuan and a catty, they will pay at this price, I don't say anything, what is the concept of investing in a factory? When the time comes, you will all have to work for him, not to mention the United States, let's take this cake back and package it casually, take it back, set up a brand, and sell it to them as a finished product, the price is at least double or twice as high, and we set the price, do you know what will become if you continue to do it according to their rules?"

"How many cakes are there in our village every year? How many are there in our country? When cabbage is sold to them, we don't even have a brand, and in the future, the world will only know Korean persimmons, no Fuping, and no Lingshuanghou, and they still want me to give up the purchase and sale contract? Uncle Qin, let me tell you, although I don't have much money, but I at least have the backbone, don't believe them, our own mountain, our own products, our own hard work, we have the final say, we say how much money, how much we want, love to buy, don't buy and fuck off, if you believe me, don't deal with Koreans. ”

"At the latest, in three years, I will give you an explanation to double your income level. ”

"Next year at the latest, I will inject 200,000 yuan into your factory to introduce semi-automatic processing equipment to you, and I can help you sell your products to Europe, North America, Southeast Asia, and I don't care what Koreans do in their own country, and they want to buy me out for 50,000 yuan? ”

These words touched the old Qin Township Chief a lot.

China is the country with the highest yield of persimmons.

It can be said that more than 60% of persimmon production comes from China.

The vast majority of China's production is exported to South Korea.

All of them are exported as basic agricultural products.

There is not a single independent brand.

China has such a large output, a unique geographical environment, and such a cheap labor force.

But it has not created the economic benefits it should have.

The Koreans took it back and packed it up and exported it all over the world.

Of course, this is someone else's business.

But Fan Yang was reborn once, and when he met, he still had to do something if he could.

I had two glasses of soju in the evening, and had a good chat with the head of Lao Qin Township and several village cadres at the township office.

Fan Yang had no reservations and told him what he knew.

The head of Lao Qin Township and several village cadres were particularly moved.

Koreans are mean, they are well aware.

Early the next morning, under the leadership of the old Qin Township Chief, Fan Yang and others went to visit Lingshuanghou.

At this time in winter, all the leaves of the persimmon tree have fallen off.

When you look closer, it's not as tall as you expected, but the branches are very lush.

It is only more than 10 meters tall.

There is also an ancient tomb here, called Feng Cemetery, which is said to be the imperial tomb of Tang Shunzong.

But I don't know which warlord has been poached for a long time.

There are no ruins left.

It is said that this persimmon tree was planted in the Tang Dynasty, and it is also known as the fairy umbrella.

The story is quite informative.

Later, he was named Lingshuang Hou by Zhu Yuanzhang.

It was covered with red cloth.

Fan Yang told the old Qin township chief to protect it.

He put incense in front of the tree and prepared to leave.

Back at the township office, the car was already loaded.

The old Qin township chief sent Fan Yang to the pass, carrying a bag of Qiongguo candy in his hand, and asked: "General Manager Fan, you have great ability, look at the sugar in our village, is there any way out?"

Fan Yang took it and looked at it, like homemade rice candy.

Break a little and put it in your mouth.

The taste is not bad, crispy and sweet.

"What are you doing here?" asked Fan Yang.

"Just the local things in the countryside, millet, maltose, sesame, is it delicious?"

"Well, I'll take a look. Fan Yang accepted the sugar and said to the old Qin Township Chief: "Okay, don't send it, Uncle Qin, I still say the same thing, our own things, we can't be too cheap, foreigners want to come to buy, we welcome, but make a good start, don't be anxious, what the Koreans do in their own country, we can't care, but our own things, we still have to make our own decisions, they invest in the factory, just one word, don't agree." ”

The old Qin township chief hurriedly agreed.

The villagers gave another ride.

Fan Yang drove the car with a Yuejin light truck.

At about 3 o'clock in the afternoon, we arrived in Hanzhong.

This trip is still very rewarding.

Not only did he intercept a batch of persimmons, which could help Fan Yang establish some customer channels.

It was also recognized by the head of Lao Qin.

Promised to send two people to Sichuan next year when the persimmons are ripe, and teach the production process of Fuping persimmons.

The two sides do not conflict.

Sichuan also has a large scale of persimmon cultivation.

But the processing is quite rough.

Sichuan's persimmons are not eaten for free.

Slowly changed.

As soon as I arrived in Hanzhong, I called Director Liu.

With the Yuejin light truck, drive the car directly to the Hanzhong Economic Development Zone, non-staple food industrial park.

It didn't take long for Director Liu to come over in person.

When he saw Fan Yang, he was very affectionate: "Why did you come back so soon?"

"Haha, Brother Liu, this time I asked you for help. ”

"Well, what?"

"I entered a batch of persimmons, I want to package them on your side, please help me recommend a plastic packaging products factory, in addition, I don't have a brand of persimmons, and I want to temporarily attach to the name of your factory. ”

"Don't we have persimmons in Hanzhong? You went to Fuping?"