Li Fatzi threw down tens of thousands of yuan again and left sadly; the crops were sold, but those who lost money still lost money.

Liu's father and Liu's mother, who are not good people, are very relieved about their son, and see that Li Fatzi is not a bad person, so he didn't ask much, his son has grown up, and he will tell what he should tell.

- Dad, how do you say this land should be planted to make money - Liu Wenjing and his son sat under the big willow tree, chatting in the east and west.

"Hey! A few years ago, someone in the East Village planted a lot of stevia, and earned hundreds of thousands of dollars that year; at that time, it was envied by the eight villages of ten miles, and the second year this field was almost all planted stevia, and I still remember that I wanted to replant it at that time, but your mother did not agree, plus you went to school, and you had to pay tuition, the initial investment was too large, and I did not follow the planting, but when the harvest was in August and September, it was a bad dish, and no one wanted it, and even the old customers who signed the contract ran away, and the purchase price of scattered hawkers was even more pressed, and many of them were rotten in the ground, and the sweetness is still remembered——!" Dad Liu said a lot.

"Seeing that you want to farm, your mother and I won't stop you, you have your own ideas when you grow up, you can do what you want" Dad Liu patted his ass and squatted on the wall to watch a few old men next door play chess, ignoring Liu Wenjing.

"It turns out that that kind of sweet grass is called stevia! It actually has this kind of origin," Liu Wenjing muttered to himself, only then did he know that the very sweet grass in the field actually had such a legendary origin.

——

Three days have passed in a blink of an eye, and Liu Wenjing got up early in the morning today, because Mencius and Wenxi arrived today, and they will not be late for the time they have made.

Liu Wenjing had to make some preparations, and the second elder went out early in the morning, and he said that he could live ninety-nine in 100 steps after dinner.

Liu Wenjing knew that the second elder was making room for himself and was unwilling to disturb him.

Sudden - Puff -

At the entrance of the village, the engine sounded, raising a cloud of dust, and then a red-and-black JEEP Wrangler rushed out of the dust, followed by a white McLaren supercar, but the white sports car has turned gray, and what is even more bizarre is that the sports car has no roof, that is, it is a legendary convertible.

Whew——!

Dusty, this is a major feature of the countryside, into the village does not come to two or two soil, what is it called going to the countryside!

Crunch ——!

The Wrangler was the first to kill at the door of Liu Wenjing's house and stopped——!

The door opened, and a "Schwarzenegger" walked out.

"Wow——! old Liu Ke wants to kill me" Schwarzenegger stretched out his arms and clamped Liu Wenjing.

"Ahem——! let go, let go, you barbarian, if you don't let go, you'll strangle me" Although Liu Wenjing was happy, she couldn't stand such enthusiasm.

Boom ——!

McLaren hit his head on the Wrangler and stopped——!

"Haha——! our three brothers are together again" A white tofu got out of the car, dressed in a gray suit, and slag fell between running.

"Rascal, you want to kill me——!" Meng Fanfei pounced over and hugged the two of them hard.

——

How long has it been, how long have we not gathered——! Wenxi's voice choked.

"Since Lao Liu was depressed, we haven't had a good drink for more than a year" Meng Fan pulled the shoulders of the two, very excited.

"Brother, you are finally better, it seems that you are still a beautiful woman!" Meng Fan teased.

- The power of love is really great! Even depression can be cured, and several people joke with each other.

Your home is really good, this is the road, it really makes me unhappy, Meng Fan shook his body, and the gray suit on his body immediately turned into the white of the bag.

- Haha -

When several people saw him like this, they immediately laughed.

——Let's go! Entering the house and drinking——! Liu Wenjing was arrogant.

He got up early in the morning to clean up the table and give the two brothers a pick-up.

——

"I have an idea——! Liu Wenjing opened her mouth and spoke at the wine table.

- What do you think, just say it, who are the few of us——! this is Meng Fan.

"I absolutely support you——!" Wen Xi poured a bottle of beer violently.

"Cool ——!"

- Okay——!

"I want to start a network company—I've written the plan——! you will send it to your mailbox, help me consult——!" Liu Wenjing raised her glass and poured it down.

"In the past two years, I have seen that farmers are not having a good time, and the harvest is also losing money, and I want to change this situation——!," he said.

——First set up a network company, we set up a special web page or software, and then try it in the countryside, and then through various chat software media channels, we will make every effort to establish the province's agricultural big data, and then conduct special analysis——

Liu Wenjing talked eloquently: When the time comes, our three musketeers can work together again——!