Just do it, Feng Junhui went to the village chief to talk about this matter after eating. He wanted to contract a mountain to grow medicinal herbs first. He also thought about whether to contract the wasteland in the village, but after thinking about it carefully, if he planted it well, the others would look at it and want to plant it himself, and then he would take back the land, and then he would be in trouble.

Not to mention those contracts, these are signed, and in the end, Feng Junhui will definitely be forced not to return the land, but they don't want to live well in the village. In order to have a good way to make a fortune, even the kind people on weekdays can't tell what they will become, and it's not good to make everyone unhappy. It can only be said that many people are now forced by money to ignore morality.

In addition, he also wanted to create an environment that was closest to the growth of those medicinal herbs. Then contracting the mountains is the most suitable.

"Contracting the mountains? The trees in this forest can't be cut down indiscriminately, and there are many of those wild things that can't be hunted now. What are you doing with this forest?" The village chief's surname is Feng, he is in his fifties, and after the momentum of college students and village officials began a few years ago, everyone thought that the village chief would be replaced. As a result, their village was so remote that no college student was willing to come here to be a village official, so the village chief continued to do it. Speaking of which, the village chief is still the uncle of Feng Junhui's next room.

"I don't cut down trees, and I don't do poaching. However, I occasionally encountered it, and it is estimated that it is indispensable to hunt a pheasant and a hare. I contracted this forest mainly to grow medicine, and what I wanted was the environment in the mountains. If this batch of medicinal herbs is planted well, I still want to contract more mountains and forests. Uncle Village Chief, don't worry, I will not do anything that damages the environment. Feng Junhui explained. Then he talked nonsense about what special fertilizers and seeds he got when he was in college. Anyway, I made up my mind to contract the mountains for development.

Although the people who came to pull vegetables came early this morning, many people in the village knew about it, after all, so many cars suddenly appeared at the entrance of the village, and a group of people also went around to Feng Junhui's house outside the village and moved so many things. The things in this village can't be hidden, and one person knows about it, and almost everyone in the whole village knows about it after half a day's work.

Therefore, the village chief naturally knew about this, so he asked tentatively: "It's like you came back to make the vegetables that you really planted?"

"Yes. Yesterday someone contacted me and asked for those vegetable seedlings, so I sold them, and this morning they came to pull the goods. Feng Junhui also knew that he couldn't hide it for long in his bare field, so he simply said it half-truthfully.

"Isn't that not yet grown?" No one else in the village saw the vegetables grow up in the end.

"They pull to do the real yàn, to record the number of growth, whether it grows or not, it's okay. The whole plant has been weighed, and I have made a lot of money. Feng Junhui said, with a smile on his face, as if he had gained a lot of money.

The village chief also chuckled in his heart, the price of the whole plant is exaggerated, even if it is calculated according to the price of the vegetables themselves, it is not a lot, right? Those bean seedlings, how many beans are used? Thinking so, and looking at Feng Junhui's smile again, the village chief thought about it in his heart and said, "Junhui, our village is poor, and the young ones have run away." There are only us old bones left in the village, and you can see that several of those houses are about to collapse. If only we could have a way to get money, this village wouldn't be like this.

Every year, I listen to whose children can't buy tickets to go home for the New Year, and we old bones don't feel good in our hearts. You are a college student in our village, and you have studied in the capital, so you must have seen a lot. A few years ago, I was counting on giving up this position to college students, wasn't it some kind of college student village official? But no one came to us, they were all poor. ”

As he spoke, the village chief sighed again and again, and almost shed two lines of tears. Feng Junhui also understood the meaning of these words, which was nothing more than asking Feng Junhui to show everyone a way to get rich. Let Feng Junhui help the rest of the village. Or, in other words, the technology or seeds and fertilizers in his hands are now in his hands to make a fortune for everyone.

Feng Junhui was silent for a moment, he now had resources in his hands, and he was willing to let him help the people in the village. But he has only just started this matter, and many aspects of the specific situation are still unclear. If he took everyone to plant medicine together and ended up working in vain, then he would be Zhu Bajie looking in the mirror - not a person inside and out.

After thinking about it, Feng Junhui said, "Uncle Village Chief, I'll tell you the truth." I have only just started this kind of medicine, and I have crossed the river by feeling the stones. I don't dare to say whether it's a loss or a gain. If I grow eyebrows here, whoever wants to grow medicine can come to me. I will try to help as much as I can, and I will never shirk. ”

"Okay, okay, with your words, uncle, my heart will be steady. You have had ideas since you were a child, and you are sincere, and my uncle believes in you. The village chief replied happily.

After discussing some things with the village chief, Feng Junhui took his leave. Only then did he have a big investment, and Feng Junhui did not plan to grieve his mouth and go to the house of a sheep farmer in the village. Many households in their village raise sheep, but most of them are raised in captivity, and only a few are fed for their own families. There is only one family surnamed Wei, everyone likes to call him Old Weitou, this person has raised sheep for most of his life, all of them are free-range, and he raises a lot.

Feng Junhui is planning to buy a sheep directly and go back, kill it himself and eat it slowly. Old Wei Tou lived in the northernmost part of the village, next to the big lawn, a large wasteland, just right for grazing sheep. Feng Junhui went directly to Lao Wei Tou's house, Lao Wei Tou's family was surnamed Lan, a member of the Salar tribe, but she had already integrated into the village, and she was cleaning up her house.

Although his family has a lot of sheep, the yard is very tidy, and they are all cleaned up by the diligent Aunt Lan. The door was open, and Feng Junhui greeted loudly at the door: "Auntie, are you busy?"

"Yo, it's Junhui, hurry up and come into the house and sit. Aunt Lan greeted with a smile, put down the things in her hand, and went to bring the stool over.

"Auntie, don't be busy, I just want to buy a sheep and kill it. Feng Junhui explained his intention, there are some ewes with cubs left in his house now, which naturally cannot be sold.

"How old do you want to be, I'll ask Uncle Wei to send it to you when you go back. Why don't you pick it yourself later?Do you want him to kill it for you?"

"Then trouble Uncle Wei to pick a forty or fifty pound head and kill it and send it to me. ”

"Okay! I'll clean it up for you. "Now that the price of mutton is high, this forty or fifty pound of sheep is six or seven hundred yuan after it is killed. Seeing that Feng Junhui was about to leave, Aunt Lan suddenly asked Feng Junhui: "Junhui, can your computer store sell wool mats? I still have a few at home, both large and small." ”

"You can sell it, or I'll take a look first. Feng Junhui said that he knew that Aunt Lan was from the Salar tribe and her handiwork was very good. Aunt Lan's family has a daughter, who is about the same age as Feng Junhui, and she has been wearing those Salar ethnic costumes made by Aunt Lan when she was a child, which is very beautiful. Many girls in the village are envious, and a group of half-grown children even come to take a look when they have nothing to do, and then offer their hospitality.

"Okay, you sit first. Aunt Lan happily went to the house, when she was fine, she made some handicrafts, raised sheep at home, and she used wool to make things. Her daughter is also studying in college outside, and she also thought about selling the handicrafts she made, but there was no market, the raw materials were real, and the price was high, so she didn't sell a copy.

After a while, Aunt Lan took out several wool mats, which were different from the ones she saw on weekdays made directly from sheepskin tanning. These wool mats are all made of pure wool thread and then spun. And before spinning, the wool thread has to be dyed according to the pattern to be spun. Most of the dyes used are plant and mineral, which are pure and natural.

The wool mats are wrapped in cloth and wrapped in a layer of plastic film. The wool mat is large and small, and the large one can be used as a carpet in the living room of the home, on which some special symbols and graphics of the Salar people are woven, and the colors are very bright. The small one can be used as a coaster, which surprised Feng Junhui, such a small thing, no one usually makes it.

There are also two that look like chair cushions, and they are actually very cute anime cartoons. Picking up the cartoon pattern, Feng Junhui asked, "Aunt Lan, can you still weave these patterns?"

"My girl was tossing around, so I had to follow her picture, and it didn't sell. The pattern is simple, so I gave it a try. Aunt Lan replied modestly.

"Aunt Lan, I can't set a price for you, or you give me a reserve price first, and I'll try to sell it as high as possible, and then take a cut after selling." I think if you want to sell well, it's better to take orders. The buyer sets the pattern by himself, or gives the picture, and if you can do it, take the order. If you can't do it, discuss the pattern with the buyer and change it. Aunt Lan, is this okay?" Feng Junhui proposed his plan. His online store is now very honest, and Aunt Lan's wool mat is real, and if it is done well, it will be a good deal.

"Cheng!" Aunt Lan nodded again and again.

Feng Junhui took his mobile phone again and began to take pictures of Aunt Lan's tools, as well as those untreated wool, dyes and so on. After doing this, I carried the wool pad back.

Li Kaize was holding the calculator at this time, where he kept pressing, and after he was done, he kept making phone calls, and he was so busy that he didn't want to. As for going to work seriously or something, Feng Junhui never expected Li Kaize to go to work steadily since he hired him.

"What's wrong with him?" Feng Junhui put the wool on the shelf, and according to the description of the goods that had been negotiated, he took the time to ask Xu Mengqiao next to him.

"I don't know, I look at Brother Li's appearance is very strict, I have been there for a while, and I have made a lot of calls. Xu Mengqiao whispered, Li Kaize deliberately sat away, and they naturally didn't eavesdrop.

They were quietly looking at Li Kaize, Li Kaize suddenly stood up, looked at Feng Junhui, and hooked his fingers: "Boss, come here." ”