In four days, the wheat in the field was harvested, and only the Qi brush + bundle was left and pulled back to the yard for 66 consecutive years, one by one, piled up into a hill.

The stacking of wheat stacks is also very particular, with the ears of wheat facing inwards and stacking high in circles. After being more than two zhang high, it is slowly closed, and the top is a point, similar to a pagoda.

In this way, the rain can flow down, and the old thief can't eat the wheat grains, and when the wheat grains are completely dry, they can be threshed.

When everyone takes the crops home, their hearts are all on the ground, and the rest of the work is not in a hurry, they can be completed easily and leisurely, and slowly taste the joy of the harvest. There is tension and relaxation, this is the characteristics of the farmhouse.

It is said that this crop grows in the ground, then it is not necessarily yours, the most miserable year, when it comes to the wheat harvest season, it rains continuously, and people can't get into the field and can't open the sickle at all. As a result, the wheat began to sprout on the stalks.

Therefore, farm work waits for no one, and harvesting crops is robbing crops.

As soon as he discussed with Captain Li, the loudspeaker began to broadcast again, calling on two people from each family to collect persimmons.

Everyone was also very enthusiastic, taking out the energy of picking wild vegetables in the spring and devoting themselves to this cause. The fat man deliberately emphasized two issues: one is safety, and the other is not to over-exploit resources.

Although the people who rely on the mountain have no culture, they have lived under the mountain for a long time and know the rules in the mountains. In recent years, there have been fewer and fewer wild ginseng, why, it is because the harvest was too ruthless in previous years, these are the examples in front of you.

Just when everyone was in full swing towards the genius Shandu persimmon, the beginning of this activity, the fat Comrade Huang Liang, disappeared from the backer again.

It is said that when people leave, they are angry, and Hou Jianxi has been lucky in the past few days. The peaches that the fat man bought him have all been sold out, five thousand catties of peaches, two cents per catty, more than one hundred yuan, for Hou Jianxi, at this time, in his life, so far, the biggest business.

And those eggs and goose eggs. Hou Jianxi was not in a hurry to sell it. Take out a few dozen today. Take out a few dozen tomorrow. Sell it leisurely.

This kid does have a lot of brains. Know it's a rarity. Use it every day to recruit people. Then it can be paired with a lot of other fruits.

Some people are successful. It's definitely not just about luck. Hou Jianxi is such a person. This morning. He had just pushed the stall out. The stall is still full of peaches. It's a lot smaller, though. It is a local product that comes in from another place. The ripening period varies slightly from place to place. Mile la la. It can be sold for more than a month.

"Boss. Where can you sell my fruit?" a thin monkey-like man came over carrying a basket of dirt. It was covered with a cloth. I don't know what's inside.

"There are people like me. "Hou Jianxi is also thin and withered. I didn't feel a little more good in my heart: "You bring it to me first." ”

The man came to him. Lift the cloth away. It's a blue fruit. Slightly smaller than grape grains. A thin layer of hoarfrost hangs on it. After the fruit is fermented, a faint aroma of wine wafts in.

Hou Jianxi sniffed a few times: "It smells good, I'll taste one first, I don't know what you are?"

"This is a specialty of our mountains, called Shandu persimmon, also called blueberry. ”

If the Tao is good, you can sell it to me, and then you don't have to worry about it. ”

"How much is a pound?"

Hou Jianxi also scratched his head, no one has ever sold this thing, and he doesn't know the price. So he said casually: "How about three cents a catty, your fruit seems to be a wild fruit picked in the mountains, and it is worthless - what, where are you?"

"I'm a backer. ”

Shantun - backing Shantun! Then you know Brother Huang!" Hou Jianxi didn't react at first, but then he suddenly thought of the chubby Big Brother Huang.

"Hehe, little marquis, we will collect the debts. The fat man's deep voice floated over.

"Brother Huang, it's really you, it turns out that you are working together to tease me. Hou Jian likes to scratch his ears and cheeks, the fat man is now his closest person except for his mother, although he has only met twice.

"You kid is black enough, such a good fruit, only three cents. The fat man picked up a mountain persimmon and threw it into his mouth.

"The main thing is that I haven't sold this thing and I don't know the market. Brother Huang, give you the peach money, go to my house to get it, and then I'll make two dishes, let's drink a pot. Hou Jianxi was ready to close the stall.

"Don't accept it, tell you to play monkey brother here for a while, let's go back as soon as we go, I am also in a hurry." The fat man left the monkey trickster behind, and Hou Jianxi went home first.

Hou Jianxi's old lady looked at the fat man, and said that she would not call anything away, and the fat man was so good that she took the money out, and led Hou Jianxi to the door of a nearby restaurant, where there was a dump.

"Peaches!" Hou Jianxi's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he could see at a glance that it was the same as the peaches last time: "Big brother, this is for me?"

The fat man nodded, this is the late-ripening peaches of the various families in the village, and there are also two thousand catties, so I will simply sell them to Hou Jianxi slowly. The main reason for putting it here is to avoid monkey tricksters, so as not to be suspicious.

Transporting the peaches home, Hou Jianxi had to carry a basket to sell them, but was stopped by the fat man with a smile: "This peach was picked early, it should be able to be stored for a few more days, don't worry." ”

So I went back to the market, and saw a large crowd of people in front of the stall, all of whom were eating persimmons with mountains, and the monkey man was still vigorously arguing: Taste, taste for free, take a look, take a look, taste it——"

Big brother, this guy is not sick in the brain, right?" asked Hou Jianxi.

"I told him to do this, to see if it tasted right. "The fat man has the bottom in his heart, and the main thing for this trip is to find out the bottom and see if there is a market for Shandu persimmon. If you can't sell it, you have to continue to make sake with what you pick at home, and you have to prepare everything with both hands.

Seeing Hou Jianxi coming back, some old customers asked: "What is this fruit, eating sweet and sour, I can't feel the seeds." ”

Some people also asked, "How much is a pound?"

Before Hou Jianxi could speak, the fat man took over the conversation: "The scientific name of this thing is blueberry, we call it Shandu persimmon, it is a fruit bred in the mountain, revealing the aura of the mountain, and it is only sold for a dime and a catty." ”

"Yes, weigh me two pounds. "Someone began to buy this, and a mouth, lips and tongue were purple.

The fat man smiled apologetically: "This is a sample, the goods have not yet arrived, it is estimated that it will take five or six days to come, and everyone is welcome to buy it at that time, only this one is for sale." ”

The crowd dispersed, and Hou Jianxi was also a little excited: "Big brother, how many blueberries do you have, give them to me?"

"I'm afraid the amount is tens of thousands of catties, don't worry, this thing doesn't rot, it's okay to put it for two months. I'm going to give you eight cents, and you'll sell a dime, and don't sell more. ”

"It's still a dime, I just wanted to say five points. I think you're the blackest, big brother. Hou Jianxi said with a smile.

"You think it's so easy to pick from the mountains, plus the freight or something, we can earn up to five cents a catty. "The fat man plans to operate in a regular way this time, always using that wooden box, and sooner or later he will show the filling.

After bidding farewell to the beaming Hou Jianxi, the fat man and the monkey man went straight to the winery. When they came, Lao Wu Tou asked them to bring back some edible alcohol, and then use it for bartending. This thing couldn't be bought at all, so Lao Wu Tou wrote a note and asked him to try it at the winery.

Along the way, I finally found the second winery on the side of the road near the suburbs. In the communication room at the door, the fat man handed over his work card, signed it, and then let it go, which was really more lenient than the government agency.

Entering the gate, the fat man and the monkey couldn't help but sniff together, and a thick aroma of fermented yeast came to the nose, which was the smell of the sake lees after it came out of the groove, and it smelled more fragrant than wine.

"I didn't have to ask, I just sniffed with my nose and came. The monkey grinned.

The fat man gave him a blank look, and then entered a row of red brick houses in front, with wooden signs hanging on the doors, on which was written in black paint that so-and-so department, fat people, they were going to the raw materials department.

knocked on the door and went inside, the fat man took out Lao Wutou's letter of introduction and handed it to the section chief of the raw materials department.

The section chief rubbed his rosacea: "This old Wu is actually making trouble for me." ”

When the fat man heard this, his heart sank: Could it be that people take tea and cool, and it is not good for old Wu Tou to retire - what, this section chief is worthy of being from a winery, and even the nose is rosacea.

I'll go to the warehouse, but it's flammable and explosive, so you can't bring it on the bus. "It seems that the old Wu Touhu is still majestic, and there is still a bit of weight in the winery, and the section chief complains and complains, and he has to do it.

The fat man looked at the rosacea on his face and thought it was quite cute, so he followed behind and visited the winery by the way.

The scale here is really not small, and the workshops are busy, but the fat man also has a problem: it only produces liquor.

When I asked the chief of the rosacea section, I heard him say, "Now that the purchasing power has increased, our winery is working overtime, and the supply is still in short supply." The production of fruit wine was too labor-intensive and the raw materials were insufficient, so it was discontinued. ”

"What about the equipment!" the fat man asked with a burning voice.

"It's all in the factory. ”

"It's a pity, it's been a long time, aren't they all scrapped!"

"There's no way, we want to deal with it, but who wants it, more than 100,000 yuan of equipment. The rosacea chief also felt a pity, but he didn't recruit either.

The fat man heard his own pounding heartbeat: "Section chief, we want to build a winery, but we just lack equipment - what, we are also short of money, can this equipment be sold to us first, we will pay in installments." ”

"I can't do this, I have to find our factory director. But where is your unit and how big is it?"

"We're not a state-run unit, we're individuals. ”

Rubbing his rosacea vigorously: "Individual units, that's more troublesome." ”

"It's not an individual, it's a production team, and everyone is united, even if it's a big collective. The fat man knew that self-employed people were the least valued and least secure at that time, so he remembered the term "big collective".

"The production team wants to open a distillery?" the section chief stared at him, obviously a little incredulous. At that time, the grain was just loosened a little, so the distillery could produce at full capacity, but generally speaking, a county town, at most, has a distillery in the county.

To brew liquor, grain is the main raw material, so during the period of food shortage, most of the distilleries closed their doors and stopped production.

"Hehe, we are guarding the mountains, and they are all wild fruits, so we just make fruit wine. "The fat man knows that the opportunity is rare and must be fought for with all his might.

The section chief shook his head vigorously: "I think this matter is enough, what about the equipment of more than 100,000 yuan, it is not a small amount, but you should discuss it with the factory director." ”

Of course, the fat man couldn't be ambiguous, and followed the section chief to the factory director's office, and began to wonder in his heart how to convince the factory director who had never met before. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to 6*, more chapters, support work, support genuine reading!)