Chapter 7 Into the Village

Today, Chen Baoli is in a good mood. Yesterday's guava, my mother-in-law, they liked it very much, and praised him a few times, which made him a little fluttery.

The rest of the large amount, he is ready to sell for more than seven yuan, and it is very casual to make one or two hundred thousand. After pulling it back, after fine packaging, taking the high-end route is what he has been doing.

He himself did not follow by car, and was likewise ready to ride in a van. His wife also said that the road conditions in many villages in the town are not good, and his car with such a low chassis will be dragged out if he drives in.

Although I was mentally prepared, I was still shocked when I really followed the car into the village, was that the road?

"Brother, can't you repair the road in your village?" Chen Baoli couldn't help but complain.

Seeing that the truck driver's forehead began to sweat, Zhang Fan smiled: "The roads in the countryside are almost like this, Brother Chen, you have to bear more, you will be here soon." ”

Chen Baoli was speechless, don't bully me I haven't been to the countryside, to be honest, the road conditions are so bad, he still sees it for the first time, and he has to be careful when he pedals a bicycle.

At this time, a tractor on the opposite side roared, the speed was estimated to soar to forty hours, and suddenly jumped up on the undulating road, and the whole tractor flew almost half a meter high from the ground, which made Chen Baoli and them stunned.

Sure, Chen Baoli and the truck driver shouted in their hearts:!

It was the only wagon in the village, a tractor. The one who drove the tractor has long been an old driver. To exaggerate, you can run rampant in the village with your eyes closed.

Also, I have to give a thumbs up to the quality of the tractor.

The road is small and cannot be passed by two cars. In order to make way for the rampant tractor on the opposite side, the truck driver was about to retreat, and he really couldn't afford to provoke it.

Who knows, the villager who drove the tractor waved at them and motioned for them to continue driving. He himself steered the tractor and began to retreat, and the speed was still very fast.

"This technology, no one. The truck driver couldn't help but marvel.

Chen Baoli also felt awesome, and nodded when he heard the words.

The tractor withdrew to a clearing on the side of the road, completely giving way to the road for the trucks to pass.

When passing the tractor, all three people in the car raised their thumbs to the tractor driver. The villagers driving the tractors took the opportunity to pick up the hookah that was placed on the front of the car and took a puff first.

The speed of the truck was slow, and Chen Baoli did not know how many times he was frightened, but finally entered the village and parked the car in a vacant lot near the school.

This kind of truck entering the village is very rare and attracts many onlookers.

The bear children who were in class were peeking at the wooden window one by one, and were yelled at by the teacher, and one by one, like frightened rabbits, obediently returned to their seats.

"There is really a boss in the village, Zhang Liye is going to make a fortune today. ”

"Isn't it? Three yuan and five pounds, his family's almost twenty trees, four or five thousand pounds did not run, that is, almost 15,000, a year's income is proper. ”

"Alas, people's lives are good, why did his guava suddenly become so good, and I didn't see his family burying fertilizer. ”

"So, this is fate!"

"What's the fate? In the final analysis, it's still Xiaofan who is so powerful that he brought in such a boss. If it were us, no matter how good the fruit was, would we have the ability to sell it? Sell it on the streets of the town, and if you can sell it for fifty catties a day, it's your cow!"

"That's right. I heard that Xiaofan is going to stay in the village to generate income, and I want to follow along. If you are lucky, you can make a profit, and no matter how bad your luck is, you will lose a little labor at most. ”

"I think so, those longan trees in my house, if they are well maintained, can harvest thousands of catties a year. ”

The villager who spoke, his family did not have many longan trees, only five or six. However, everyone in the village knows that the longan trees are hundreds of years old, and it is normal for a tree to bear thousands of catties of fruit.

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It seems that the old village chief also acted secretly. He spread the word and let the villagers brew it themselves. Watching other people's families make money, he didn't believe that other villagers didn't have ideas, and the old village chief only needed to light a fire, fan the wind and pour some oil if necessary.

Uncle They made tea, killed chickens and cooked at home, and were ready to entertain the boss.

Zhang Fan said to the onlookers: "Uncles and aunts, come and help me pick the fruit if you have time." I won't let everyone work in vain, and they will be paid a hundred per person. ”

As soon as these words came out, almost all the onlookers had to sign up. Zhang Fan directly pulled more than ten or twenty villagers to help, and he had to carry those packing boxes to the small valley first.

Picking fruits, so many people can do it in three or two hours, and they can earn 100 yuan, who doesn't want to?

After the uncle and they knew, the uncle had no opinion, so the aunt felt that it was too much for others to take advantage. Wouldn't it be nice to have a meal for everyone? That's what the villagers usually do.

"My uncle, Zhang Liye. This is my aunt. Zhang Fan introduced.

"Hello, hello!" Uncle They seemed very restrained and had never entertained the boss, so they were a little at a loss and more blunt.

Chen Baoli didn't look down on the peasants, the villagers in this village, he thought they were quite simple, and they didn't have the feeling of being poor and out of the mountains.

Therefore, he was also very polite to Zhang Fan's uncle and others, greeting everyone with a smile and chatting.

The villagers also felt that the boss was very kind, there was no shelf, and everyone got along very well.

"Hmm! Tea was drunk too. Let's go and harvest the fruit first! It's best to ship it out as soon as possible, I've already asked the chain stores in the city to arrange the shelves, and I'm waiting for it to be put on the shelves!" Chen Baoli said.

The boss spoke, and everyone didn't hesitate.

When he arrived at the small valley, he saw that the branches of the tree were full of huge high-quality guavas, and Chen Baoli was a little dumbfounded: How did he take care of it? It was a bit unbelievable that a tree produced so many fruits and all of them grew so well.

He has also seen a lot of professionally grown fruits, and there are almost no who can do this.

It seems that the young man next to him is a master of fruit planting!

He picked one, wiped it with his hand, and put it in his mouth to eat.

That's right, it's the taste, a good taste that words can't describe, and I want to take a second bite after taking a bite. He had a hunch that this batch of guavas would definitely sell like crazy.

Chen Baoli wondered in his heart, should the price be set a little higher?

He is worthy of being a businessman, and he is always thinking about improving his profits.

"Brother, why do you grow so little? According to me, there is such a big field here, and all guavas are planted. Guava like this, as long as you grow it, I will cover it all, and the price is only high or low?" Chen Baoli proposed to Zhang Fan.

If that were the case, he would have a stable, high-quality orchard.

Hearing this, the surrounding villagers who were picking fruits, including Zhang Fan's uncle, stopped moving, with a look of surprise on their faces. Some different thoughts are born from their hearts.