Zhang Hao immediately transferred 7,400 yuan to Zhao Xiaoqian, and it was better for the collective money not to be related to himself.

Several men who followed Yang Chuan carried the wine into the car.

Yang Chuan wanted to leave, and Zhang Hao was embarrassed to stay.

In fact, it will be more convenient for Yang Chuan to stay in the village for one night, and he will come down tomorrow.

Zhang Hao knew that Yang Chuan was not a general, at least he had to go into Pengjiang County to open a better room.

Maybe a few more people will accompany you.

……

Around the next day, Yang Chuan came down with people.

Secretary Kong is going to drag cement today, and Zhang Hao will accompany him.

Starting from the first team, Uncle Wang led the way, and the villagers carried hoes to keep up.

All the saplings that I carried back yesterday were thrown in the soil, and I will plant them directly today.

The villagers began to get busy, and the people brought by Yang Chuan were experts in this area.

The size and depth of the pit, the tightness of the soil, and where are the saplings buried?

…… And so on, and a series of questions, one by one.

The villagers work in the fields every day, and what the experts say is not profound, they are easy to understand and can grasp the general idea.

It's a fairly smooth way to grow.

In ten minutes, several acres were planted.

Zhang Hao personally went up and planted two, wanting to pray for blessings in the face of the old man of the land, so that the saplings could survive a little more.

After the first team finished planting, it went to the second team, and then the third team, and it was still not planted for a whole day, and only five teams were planted.

It was getting dark.

"Mr. Yang, or I will spend one night in the village, and I will go back tomorrow after planting. Zhang Hao proposed.

Yang Chuan hesitated for a moment, thought about it, and seemed to have no show tonight, so he agreed.

Several experts who followed him arranged for a farmer's house near the village committee.

For dinner, Zhang Hao greeted Longmei's sister-in-law in advance.

At about six o'clock, I just went directly to Kong Zhishu's house to eat.

Kong Zhishu came out with a large table and set up a few long benches.

"Mr. Yang, come on, come on, there is nothing good to entertain you in the village, and you will be settled. Kong Zhishu greeted warmly.

The bench was newly painted with a layer of red paint not long ago, and it looked clean, and Yang Chuan's butt could sit down.

"Secretary Kong, don't be so polite, I'm sorry to trouble you. ”

Yang Chuan said with a smile, in fact, he was already prepared in his heart.

Waiting for the food to be served, he just felt that the taste of the rice cooked by the rural people did not match his mouth.

He is a golden mouth.

To put it simply, it is disgusting, disgusting that it is not clean, disgusting with the strange smell, disgusting with the hands that sweep manure in the pigsty all day long.

Long Mei looked at the pot, and Kong Zhishu brought up a plate of dishes.

Zhang Hao also went to help.

Hard dishes include back pot meat, pork ribs, and a plate of directly cooked meat, cut into slices, fat and thin, locally called white meat, taken from its color.

In addition, I mixed a plate of shredded radish, fried a plate of green vegetables, and cooked a bowl of sauerkraut and tofu rice soup.

"Come, Mr. Yang, you're welcome. Kong Zhishu handed over the chopsticks and said.

Zhang Hao also served food to several other brothers.

The elder brothers gulped down and looked hungry.

Long Mei saw that they had a good appetite, and her heart was also happy.

Yang Chuan pretended to eat the green vegetables, and the taste of the green vegetables was almost the same wherever they were made.

He was glad he hadn't tasted anything strange.

"Eh, Mr. Yang, you eat meat, it's all pigs killed by my eldest sister's family, and the meat is very fresh. Long Mei thought it was Yang Chuan who was reasonable.

Zhang Hao saw that he was a little tired, and he couldn't say anything about it, and the atmosphere couldn't be too embarrassing.

"Mr. Yang, you try this meat, you really eat it. One of the big brothers took a piece of white meat, dipped a little chili noodles and put it in Yang Chuan's bowl.

Yang Chuan refused, but put them all in his bowl, and it was impossible to throw them away out of politeness.

Long Mei looked at him with a smile on her face.

Yang Chuan picked up the piece of meat and fed it to his mouth.

He held his breath, not wanting to experience the smell that made him sick.

Yang Chuan chewed slightly.

Well......

Eyes open.

The taste is not bad.

Yang Chuan let down his guard and chewed two bites normally.

The meat is delicate and the peppers are spicy.

Comfortable!

Yang Chuan took the initiative to reach out and clip two pieces, which was really good.

As soon as the appetite is released, the hands can't stop, the meat is not greasy at all, the pork ribs are tender and tender, and the cold radish shreds are sweet and crispy.

Yang Chuan ate several bowls of rice.

Yang Chuan was happy to eat, and he didn't care about eating.

"Brother and daughter-in-law, you don't have to say anything about your skills, it's much better than the one in my family, and you can't fry shredded potatoes, hey. Yang Chuan shook his head.

Hahaha~

The atmosphere immediately became cheerful.

Kong Zhishu poured a little wine for everyone, which was the wine produced by the factory.

Food and wine are accompanied by unobstructed views of nature, and the world is blissful.

The white meat didn't take two hits and it was empty.。。

Seeing that everyone was still unsatisfied, Long Mei went into the house and cut a little more.

"Brother and daughter-in-law, this pork is really delicious, is it your eldest sister's own pig?" Yang Chuan asked.

"Yes, it's going to be a month soon, and the eldest sister killed a head of more than 300 catties, preparing to smoke bacon for the New Year, and I also carried two legs over. Long Mei replied.

"Do you still have pigs at your eldest sister's house? more than 200 catties, I'll buy one and go back to my hometown for the New Year." Yang Chuan said.

In these years, people in the city like to go to the countryside to buy pigs for the New Year, and most of the vegetable markets are feed pigs, and pork must be better than pigs that eat pigweed.

They like to buy pigs that are not big or small, they are too big to have a place to put them when they go back, and they are too small to share a little bit with relatives and friends.

About 200 catties is just right.

"So, I'll give you a call and ask. ”

Long Mei immediately talked to her eldest sister on the phone.

"Mr. Yang, I'm very sorry, the pig killer on the field came to take away one this morning, and gave ten yuan a catty, and the eldest sister sold it. Long Mei said.

"How much? Ten yuan? This year's pig market is very good, and it is no problem to sell eleven yuan or even twelve fast. Yang Chuan said.

"Really?" Long Mei could only feel sorry for her eldest sister.

Because last year's market was not good, pigs were generally sold for eight yuan, and the pig farmers just had enough money.

If you are lucky, you can sell it for nine fast, Long Mei thought that she would sell it for ten yuan, and the eldest sister was already very profitable.

"What am I lying to you for? That's what I'm doing, can the market be unclear?" Yang Chuan said.

Zhang Hao heard business opportunities from Yang Chuan's words.

Zhang Hao asked, "Mr. Yang, how much do you usually charge?"

"This year, we generally collect eleven yuan, and if there are many pigs, we can talk about twelve soon. Yang Chuan replied.

"What do you think of the pork you ate today?" asked Zhang Hao.

"Very good, this kind of pig must be easy to sell in the market, I dare to collect as much as I want. Yang Chuan said confidently.

Zhang Hao continued: "Don't hide it, Mr. Yang, our village is full of such pigs, all of whom grew up eating the bud grain residue and pigweed of the winery, and they were not fed at all.

Yesterday, when I went to the villagers' homes to inform the oil tea, I took a look, and some villagers had a few pigs that were not sold, most of them were more than 300 catties. ”

When Yang Chuan heard this, he immediately put down his chopsticks, which was also an opportunity for him to make money.

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PS: Dear, it's a hundred chapters, the next goal is five hundred chapters, the results are not good, but you won't be a eunuch, thank you for your support.