"What's wrong?" Zhao Xiaohe asked.

Although the spicy and unreasonable Li Huahua annoyed him to the point of headaches, he did not hate the honest Zhao Lagen.

"Village chief, I, I want to talk to you about turnips. Zhao Lagen walked in front of Zhao Xiaohe, suddenly squatted down again, and continued to smoke before he spoke low.

"What about the radish?" Zhao Xiaohe was very surprised, "Could it be that Long Hao is ...... again?"

"No, no, it has nothing to do with Long Hao, Long Hao also gave my radish price a few days ago. Zhao Lagen hurriedly raised his head and waved his hand, but then lowered his head again before continuing to speak, "I'm talking about the radishes in my field." My family still has hundreds of thousands of pit radishes in the ground, hundreds of thousands of catties, all of them are fast, they are all rotting in the ground. ”

As the saying goes, "a radish is a pit", Zhaojiazhou's vegetable farmers who grow radishes estimate that their radish production is based on "pits", and more than 100,000 radishes in pits also means that there are more than 100,000 radishes. They are the radish planted around the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, the radish seeds have a 60-day growth cycle, and there are also 90-day growth cycles, generally the radish grows to about two catties can be marketed, vegetable farmers can start selling radishes from October, and the back is sold while the length is long, and it can be sold until December. When it first goes on the market, vegetable farmers will first pull out the radishes in the field with a straight and beautiful appearance and enough to sell them at a high price. Wait for the good radishes to be sold, and then pack and sell the radishes for the foothold. Regardless of the price behind the general vegetable farmers, they will try to sell all the radishes before the year, and leave some to eat by themselves, and spend the New Year wholeheartedly. There are also some hard-working vegetable farmers who will save their radishes for the middle of the year, because the price is usually higher at this time.

[Note: Footfall is a common saying in Zhaojiazhou, which refers to the defective products left over from selling things.] ]

Zhao Lagen is a big radish grower in Zhaojiazhou, because the price of radishes in the first month of last year was high, and his family really couldn't sell so many radishes at once, so there are still many radishes in the field. But there are no turnips of the hundreds of thousands of pits he said, but there are hundreds of thousands.

The radish after the first month grows bigger and bigger, and it will become more and more difficult to sell later, because the people in the city have small pots and small stoves, and the big radish can't be eaten at one time, and they don't want to eat it twice, which is very wasteful, and they don't like to buy it. After February, the skin of some radishes will grow longer and thicker, and the chaff will become more and more unpalatable, and there will be fewer and fewer people who love to buy them.

Because Zhao Jiazhou has sufficient water, the radish grows to this time, the largest can be more than ten catties, and the smallest is three or four catties, so Zhao Lagen said that there are hundreds of thousands of catties of radishes in the field that have not been sold, and there is no exaggeration.

Although Zhao Xiaohe's family does not grow radishes now, he still knows the growth habits of radishes very well, and he also understands the situation of Zhao Lagen's family. It's not that he hasn't thought of a way before, but because the number of radishes is too large, he really can't think of any good way to solve it. Of course, the most important thing is that I didn't expect that it was already the Lantern Festival, and the epidemic had not yet reached its peak, so I didn't know when it would be the day when the lockdown would be lifted.

Not to mention that the wholesale market for products has not yet been fully opened, and even if it does, it is estimated that it will not be easy to sell, and the price will definitely not be raised. Zhao Xiaohe knocked on the door of his head, squatted down, and tried to ask, "Uncle, what price are you going to sell these radishes?"

Zhao Lagen sighed deeply and looked at him with a sad face: "Now I don't know the situation outside, what are you talking about selling radishes? Village Chief, you have a wide range of roads, can you help me inquire?"

"What do you ask?!" Zhao Xiaohe couldn't believe his ears and immediately asked.

"Ask if anyone wants to give away turnips. ”

When Zhao Lagen spoke, he pressed the cigarette butt in his hand to the butt of the cigarette on the concrete floor and extinguished it, raised his foot slightly and stepped on it, and then hooked his toes back and kicked the cigarette butt into the grass on the side.

"You mean you're going to give away some of the radishes in your field?" Zhao Xiaohe cautiously repeated the question for fear of mishearing.

Although Zhao Lagen is honest, Li Huahua is not a master to mess with, Zhao Xiaohe has suffered many losses from her, and everything is still careful.

Zhao Lagen took out a cigarette case with only two cigarettes left from his pocket, handed one to Zhao Xiaohe, saw Zhao Xiaohe waved his hand, he put it on his mouth, and thought that the mask on his chin was in the way, so he simply took off the mask and stuffed it into his pocket, and then lit a cigarette while making a sound: "I don't give away some radishes, I want to give away all the radishes that have not been pulled out in my field! Give them away for free! It is better to give them to places with serious pneumonia, I heard that people in those places have no vegetables to eat." ”

"Uncle, you're not joking, are you?" Hundreds of thousands of catties of radishes," Zhao Xiaohe was surprised at first, and then asked with a smile, "Aunt Hua can't peel your ...... if she knows."

Thinking that Zhao Lagen was an elder in the end, Zhao Xiaohe swallowed the word "skin" alive, and changed his mouth to "I can't mess with you yet".

Zhao Lagen laughed dryly: "It's the flowers that let me come to you." ”

"Aunt Flower asked you to come to me?!Did she say to give away the radish for free?!" Zhao Xiaohe's eyes widened like copper bells.

"Yes, yes. Flowers are rotten when they are said to be rotten, and if they can be given away to eat, it is not so a pity after all. Zhao Lagen took another hard puff on his cigarette as he spoke.

"That's right, it's just that those radishes were all planted by you with hard work, and you still expect the radishes to be turned into money for Yongbo to save his wife's capital. ”

"It can't be made into money, and there is no way to do it. It's all fate, just like whether Yongbo can marry a wife, it's fate. Who can resist life?" Zhao Lagen slowly stood up, threw the finished cigarette on the ground, stepped on it with his foot, and then looked at the radish field not far away, and sighed deeply, "Village chief, while the radish is still edible, you can help us contact us as soon as possible, and tell me in advance when the contact is completed, so that I can take the family to the field to prepare." I'll go back first. ”

"Eh, Uncle Lagan......"

Zhao Lagen immediately paused to look at him, and there was a faint hint of expectation in his somewhat cloudy eyes.

At this moment, as smart as Zhao Xiaohe, he had completely guessed the real purpose of Li Huahua asking Zhao Lagen to sell radishes for free, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything, just nodded solemnly: "Then, then I'll contact first, and I'll tell you in advance if there is news." ”

Zhao Lagen said "oh", lowered his eyes, turned around slowly, and walked forward silently.

Zhao Xiaohe looked at Zhao Lagen's slowly moving back with complicated eyes, and thought for a while.

He wondered before, how could a person like Zhao Lagen, who regards money as more important than life, suddenly become so generous and give away hundreds of thousands of catties of radishes for nothing, until Zhao Lagen said that it was instructed by Li Huahua, he understood that the so-called free delivery of radishes to the epidemic area is simply a trick to get away with it, and it is simply a change of methods to force him to help sell radishes.

No wonder Zhao Lagen was smoking from beginning to end when he said these words, and he never looked at his eyes, because he was afraid that he would see through the little Jiujiu in his heart, after all, Zhao Lagen was an honest man, and he didn't have the ability to possess Li Huahua at every turn.

Selling turnips......

Zhao Xiaohe smiled bitterly.

He hadn't thought of helping the vegetable farmers sell turnips? If he could sell them, he would have helped them sell them!

He squatted sullenly on the side of the road, took out a cigarette that he hadn't smoked for a long time from his pocket, took off his mask, put a cigarette to his mouth, and was about to touch the lighter, when a fire suddenly appeared in front of him, startling him, his body instinctively leaned back, and he sat on the ground, and the cigarette in his mouth fell to the concrete floor.

"What is this for? A lighter scares you out. Zhao Wenming laughed and helped him pick up the cigarette.

Zhao Xiaohe immediately stood up and slapped his buttocks, and asked embarrassedly, "When did you come over?"

"Where am I silent? I've called you several times, blaming yourself for being too engrossed. Zhao Wenming squeezed his eyes to the supermarket, lowered his voice and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

"What do you mean to show me the color again? My Lan Lan has always been very gentle with me, right?" Zhao Xiaohe snatched the cigarette from his hand, put it to his mouth, and then pointed at him and pointed to the cigarette.

Zhao Wenming immediately lit a cigarette for him, and while laughing, he poked him: "I squatted at the door of the house alone and smoked, and said that La Zilan didn't give you a color?"

"I'm not because Lan Lan smokes. ”

Zhao Xiaohe, who had no idea, told Zhao Wenming the truth about Zhao Lagen asking him to sell radishes for free, but before he could talk about his guess, Zhao Wenming said loudly: "It won't be the last time we used the money raised to help him buy radishes, so that he tasted the sweetness, this time we deliberately used the guise of selling radishes for free to coax us to help him sell radishes, right? Even a woman like Li Huahua, who has tuberculosis and can't even do without her face for a few dollars, can she give away three or four hundred thousand yuan for nothing? I believe that even if you beat the whole village to death, no one will believe Li Huahua's words!"

"How could I not see the little tricks of his husband and wife?" Zhao Xiaohe sighed, "But Uncle Lagen is right: many vegetables in the epidemic area are in short supply, but we let so many radishes rot in the ground in vain, which is really a pity! This is all planted by vegetable farmers with hard work from pit to pit! Not only Lagen's family, but there are also many vegetable farmers with radishes in the village, and there are at least one or two million catties of radishes in the village, right?"

"It's a pity that it's true, the problem is that no one out there wants it, and we can't afford one or two million yuan to buy these turnips! I bet that if you really take someone to pluck a turnip, tell her that you won't pay a penny, and if she can let you pull a turnip, I'll cut off your head and use it as a stool for you to sit on." ”

Zhao Xiaohe shook his head with a wry smile: "Since they said such a thing, if I really take someone to pull the turnip, I guess they won't stop it, but they will definitely sit on the ground and say that it is not easy for them to rob the sky, and it will make us feel that we have become a bandit who grabs the turnip, and we can't pull it out at all." But if I don't pull out his carrots, Li Huahua will have to bury me in the future, and I will live up to her kindness and patriotism, and in the end everyone will think that I am the one who ignores me. Alas, it's hard to do inside and out. Real headache. ”

"Her radish must be plucked. I just have to think of a proper way to pull it out. Zhao Wenming, who felt that he was in trouble, also squatted on the side of the road, took off his mask, took out a cigarette and smoked it, just took a few puffs, he was tired of squatting, so he simply sat on the cement floor.

Zhao Xiaohe also sat down, smoking a cigarette while looking at the radish field in the east of the village.

After smoking the cigarette in his hand, he pressed it on the concrete floor to extinguish it, pointed the cigarette butt at the trash can in front of him, threw it accurately, and then got up: "Maybe we can come up with a compromise solution." ”