A week later, the corn harvest began.

They were right, this year's corn harvest was really bad, and when the corn was flocculating before, a heavy rain and hail swept through the village.

Although the large patches of corn did not die, the yield was greatly reduced, and the corn cob was so small that the market price of corn was about six cents a pound in Maixiang Village.

One pound and three cents are not enough for fertilizer and watering money, so the farmers who rely on drought and flood to harvest the crops in the field are reluctant to sell corn, they are sad, sad, standing on the ground and sighing.

They hope that there will be people who harvest corn to give a slightly better price, not to mention that they can make money, as long as they can protect their capital!

The traffic in Maixiang Village was not good, and there were a few corn harvesters before, but then there were no more.

The disaster in this area of Maixiang Village does not mean that the entire corn production has decreased, and the corn harvest in other towns and villages in Linfeng City is quite good, and many grain merchants are willing to go there to harvest.

This undoubtedly made the villagers even more desperate, not to see the corn harvest past the harvest and delay the winter wheat planting date, which would not be worth the loss.

Some people plan to store it in the granary, but the weather has been cloudy during this time, and the sun is not dry, and the granary must be moldy!

The village chief Niu Dasheng personally went out, he went to the town and went to find the mayor, but the mayor also said that there was no good way.

The only thing that can be expressed is to persuade people to collect it, but the price may be lower than Sanmao, and the village chief came back dejectedly, looking at the corn cob in the field and frowning.

Qin Fan passed by the village every day, and he felt uncomfortable when he saw the sighing expressions of the villagers, and he was about to miss the wheat sowing period, and there was still no grain merchant coming.

Some people don't believe in evil and go to the county town to find a corn harvester, but they hit a nose of ash, and either they don't go directly, or they say that they only have two cents.

Others went straight to the food station, but were kicked out before they could enter the gate.

Qin Fan saw it in his eyes, and he was really anxious, he didn't care about his family's corn at all, but there were many people in the entire Maixiang Village, and the price of corn was so low, which made many villagers feel sad.

In the afternoon of the same day, Qin Fan went to the mountains to pick herbs, refined two bottles of health care liquid overnight, and drove a truck to the county grain station the next morning.

He originally wanted to call Stationmaster Hu directly, he knew that as long as he opened his mouth, Stationmaster Hu would definitely send someone to come, but the price was not easy to say on the phone.

After weighing it repeatedly, Qin Fan still made a trip, which also seemed sincere.

"Brother, what kind of wind blew you here!" Stationmaster Hu hurriedly asked Qin Fan to sit down and personally serve tea and pour water.

Qin Fan sat down, and said with a smile: "I just came in and sat down." ”

"You pass by and sit down, it's enough to make my brother and me happy," Stationmaster Hu said politely, then sat down next to Qin Fan, and said with a smile: "Brother, is there any good treasure?"

"It's nothing!" Qin Fan shook his head, stared at Stationmaster Hu and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

When he mentioned that, Stationmaster Hu's eyes lit up, "Brother, do you want my brother to take you to a place to try? Let you see my might, brother, it will definitely make the woman on the bed scream." ”

Qin Fan glared, "Don't go!"

"Seriously, brother, do you still have any health care liquid, I want to consolidate and consolidate it again!" said Stationmaster Hu.

"Yes, others want two bottles, and I just brought them today!" Qin Fan took it out.

Stationmaster Hu looked at the medicine bottle as if he had seen food, and then grinned and discussed: "You see that this bottle can be used for a week, can you give my brother a bottle and send it to him when the time comes?"

Qin Fan shook his head, "This can't work, how can you change it casually when you tell someone about it!"

"Alas, the word is that the dead are alive. Stationmaster Hu hurriedly turned around and took out 30,000 yuan from the cabinet, "Brother." This bottle is for my brother, 30,000 yuan. ”

Qin Fan looked at the money and smiled, shook his head and said, "That's it, this bottle of liquid medicine is free for you, but you have to do me a favor." ”

"If you are busy, you can just say it, be polite to your brother, as long as it is your business, I will help directly without saying a word!" Stationmaster Hu immediately hugged the medicine bottle happily.

Seeing that the other party said this, Qin Fan didn't need to say anything in a roundabout way, and said with a smile: "Brother Hu, please send someone to collect the corn in our village." ”

"Oh, what's going on!" Stationmaster Hu paused, looked at Qin Fan and said: "Don't hide it, brother, this year's corn harvest in this area of Maixiang Village is obvious to everyone, a small corn kernel is empty, and the transportation is inconvenient, so many people are reluctant to go, and besides, we only care about collecting grain and distributing grain." ”

Then the conversation changed, "But since you have spoken, my brother will help you no matter what he says." ”

Qin Fan didn't react much when he heard the other party say help, but asked, "What about the price?"

"Price...... What's the matter with a pound and four cents?" said Stationmaster Hu after thinking for a while.

Qin Fan shook his head, "One catty, five cents, two cents!"

Qin Fan thought that this year's corn was indeed not good, and the market price of four cents could not be reached, but he could talk more to the villagers.

"Brother, you want your brother's life, Wumaoer will definitely not work!"

Qin Fan glanced sideways, "Five cents and two are quite low, this bottle of medicine is given to you, if you have anything to help in the future, I can also help, so it's decided!"

"Brother, the price of five cents and two is really high, even if it is four cents, I grit my teeth and make a decision, after all, how many pairs of eyes are staring at the grain station. ”

"I don't care about this, others don't know you, I don't know you yet. Qin Fan waved his hand, "Brother Hu, it's a big deal if I plant corn in the future and look for you." ”

"Really?" Stationmaster Hu was surprised with a sad face, after all, the few corns that Qin Fan sold him last time were sold at a very high price, and although the quantity was not much, he made a lot of money.

"This is still fake, when am I going to play with you!"

Stationmaster Hu looked at Qin Fan's serious appearance, patted the coffee table and said, "Okay, since you have this to say, my brother will accept it!"

Suddenly, Stationmaster Hu looked at the bottle of liquid medicine and reacted, and said speechlessly: "It's really a little fox, I said why did you kid suddenly come over today, it turned out to be a trap for my brother." ”

Qin Fan grinned at the other party, "It's too late for you to see through it, so hurry up and do it!" Saying that, Qin Fan waved his hand and smiled: "Then I'll go!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's almost noon and you'll leave after eating, and by the way, my brother will take you to take a bath." ”

Qin Fan knew that it was nothing good when he heard it, shook his head and said, "It's better for you to enjoy it slowly!" Just as he was about to leave, Qin Fan turned his head again and said, "By the way, don't tell everyone that I called you here when the corn is harvested!"

"This is a good thing for meritorious service, and it's not a thief, what are you afraid of!" Stationmaster Hu said depressedly.

Qin Fan shook his head.

He has always been low-key, as long as the villagers sell corn, he doesn't want to show how powerful he is, and he doesn't want people with ulterior motives to make a big fuss about it.

Qin Fan left the grain station and originally planned to go to Lin Sirou's house, but he still gave up when he thought that it was almost afternoon.

Immediately drove back to Maixiang Village, he went directly to the village chief of Niu, and waited for the stationmaster Hu to send someone to harvest the corn.

(Tianjin)