At Wang Hai's house, Liu Biao, who had just arrived here not long ago, was sitting triumphantly at the round table of Wang Hai's house. Except for a bookkeeping book in front of him, all that was left on the table was a pile of eye-catching large bills!

Ten, fifty, and one hundred bills were piled up on the table so blatantly, and many villagers who watched it had red eyes and couldn't move away without blinking. The two hands were clenched for a while, and released for a while, and their hearts were full of wireless desire, and it is estimated that many people had the idea of grabbing a handful and running.

These banknotes are the fourth set of renminbi issued in China in 87 years, and before that, the largest denomination of coins was only 10 yuan. If it's piled up here, I'm afraid I'll have to fill the whole table and won't be able to fit it.

Although everyone looked at it greedily, no one dared to use their brains, because around the round table stood four armed police soldiers wearing steel helmets and holding bayonets.

"Almost, let's start putting money out!"

Liu Biao saw that there were too many people coming, and although Wang Hai invited the armed police to come over, he was still apprehensive. With so many people, if something really happened, it would be too late for him to cry. At this time, I already regretted in my heart, why didn't I listen to Wang Hai's advice and make such a showboyance?

"Well, let's start, I'm afraid something will happen after a long time." Wang Hai was also a little uneasy when he saw this situation, there were too many people, so he should quickly release all the money on the table to feel relieved.

"Let's start to release money, come one by one, I call the name, and you will come and send you money with a list. Let's start, the first one, Gao Yingfeng! ”

As soon as Liu Biao's words fell, Gao Yingfeng stood up, handed over the neat and neat list that had been saved, and then stared straight at the large pile of banknotes with light in his eyes.

Liu Biao took a calculator and crackled it for a while, drew a few more strokes in the notebook, and then handed over the notebook for Gao Yingfeng to sign.

"Six thousand seven hundred and fifty-six yuan, the change will be allocated to the farm as a technical guidance fee and seed money according to the rules, and you will be given six thousand seven hundred and fifty yuan."

After speaking, he took a wad of hundred-dollar bills from the pile of money, counted sixty-seven and handed them over, and then took a wad of fifty, and took out one and handed it to him.

When Gao Yingfeng, that is, Wang Yong's third uncle, turned out to be standing aside in the envious eyes of everyone, stretched out his hand and began to count the money with saliva, Liu Biao had already begun to call the next one.

"Next, Liu Renxin!"

"Next! Liu Renxin! Liu Renxin? Have you arrived? ”

shouted twice in a row before a group of villagers with red eyes who were watching Gao Yingfeng count the money with his fingers spittle. Then he looked at Liu Renxin, who was full of excitement, came up, handed over the weighing list, and exchanged it for a thick pile of banknotes after signing.

After receiving the money, the man didn't leave, but went to Gao Yingfeng, and the two of them began to count each other as if no one was around. Count it again, and take out one or two from time to time to shine a light on it to see if it's **.

More than a dozen households in the cooperative, each of them received the money, and all of them, like Gao Yingfeng and Liu Renxin before, began to count the money in the house while checking whether there was ** mixed in it.

The other villagers were on fire in their hearts, watching the dozen or so familiar villagers count their money there with a large amount of money in their hands.

There are even villagers who have begun to regret that their intestines are green, why didn't they build a greenhouse in the first place? Otherwise, isn't there one of the people who count money today?

Ignoring these villagers who either hammered their chests, or regretted not falling, or were full of envy, the villagers of these cooperatives who received the money were counting the money while thinking that they would go to the commissary to buy a bottle of wine later, and they must eat and drink a lot tonight!

"Ahh

At this moment, a scream suddenly came, startling everyone to look around for the source of the sound.

Soon everyone saw a strange scene, Gao Yingfeng, who received the money first, was holding the money in one hand, and kept shaking it in the air with the other, and he was still screaming in his mouth.

What is the situation?

"What's wrong with you?"

Wang Hai hurriedly got up and came over to help him, and asked with concern. The relationship between the two families was not said, so Wang Hai was not worried, if something really happened to Gao Yingfeng, then he had to be sent to the hospital immediately? It just so happened that Liu Biao and they came by car, if the illness was serious, let him drive directly to Licheng, the hospital technology here in Longcheng is too poor, don't worry!

"Cramps, cramps!"

Gao Yingfeng stammered this, and in an instant, there was no sound in the room. Except for Gao Yingfeng's low screams and the sound of shaking his arms and cutting through the air, everyone was staring at him with wide eyes.

"Hahaha......"

"Hey, hey, hey......"

"Oh my mother! It's ridiculous! ”

"You, you're so good!"

"Oops, no, no, no, my stomach hurts!"

A room full of people laughed back and forth, and some people even squatted on the ground with tears on their faces. It's really Gao Yingfeng's thing is so coke, people can't help it.

My hands are cramping when I count the money, and ordinary people can't do this! However, after more people laughed, they were deeply envious and jealous, which fully shows that people have a lot of money in their hands!

If you have less money, even if you count again, you won't be able to count hand cramps, right? Wouldn't it be nice if I had this day myself? Even if you are laughed at, you are willing to do it!

Gao Yingfeng, who had recovered from it, was embarrassed by everyone's laughter, and quickly put the money in his pocket, then lowered his head and ran into the crowd, and went home to hide the money.

The villagers of several other greenhouse cooperatives also said goodbye and left, and all sent invitations to invite Wang Hai, Liu Biao and farm technician Zhang Chunxiang to dinner in the past few days.

The villagers are very simple, thinking that they can make a fortune, but it is all because of these three, and now that the money is in hand, it is really too appropriate to invite others to a meal. And the wind food must be done well, but you can't make the same kind of goods as before, you must serve hard dishes!

After these people left, Wang Hai was not relaxed, because the other villagers saw that planting greenhouses could really make a fortune and make a lot of money, so they came forward to get close to him, and asked if they could also build greenhouses and join the cooperative.

Seeing that people earned thousands of yuan in a single crop of vegetables, all the villagers couldn't help it, and secretly made up their minds to build a greenhouse to grow vegetables even if they borrowed all their relatives and friends.

"Anyone can join this cooperative, as long as you have a greenhouse, you can join our greenhouse cooperative, and then the cooperative will be responsible for providing you with technical support, and responsible for selling the vegetables you grow!"

After receiving Wang Hai's righteous and awe-inspiring assurance, the people in the village couldn't stay, so they left home to discuss with a man or mother-in-law where to borrow money, so as to build a greenhouse as soon as possible, and then hurriedly planted seeds and vegetables.

The greenhouse is built one day earlier, the sooner it will be harvested, and the sooner it will be earned. Seeing that those villagers who usually live almost the same as their own or not as good as their own family have earned five or six thousand yuan all of a sudden because of planting greenhouses, and they have almost suddenly become 10,000 yuan households, who is not red-eyed?

The next day, Wangjiazhuang was surprisingly quiet. Because most of the villagers have gone to their relatives and friends to borrow money or buy materials to build greenhouses, there are only some elderly people and children under school age left in the village.

With the word of mouth of these people, Gao Yingfeng counted the money and counted the cramps in his hands and the news that many villagers in Wangjiazhuang had made a fortune with Wang Hai's greenhouse, and spread to all directions at an extremely fast speed.

Wang Hai and Wangjiazhuang's greenhouses became famous in one fell swoop! Countless people began to talk about Wang Hai, Wangjiazhuang, and the vegetable greenhouses in Wangjiazhuang after tea and dinner, and of course, Wang Yong, a little prodigy, was indispensable.

Many vendors also took the initiative to contact Wang Hai through various means, hoping to become a sales partner of the greenhouse planting cooperative like Liu Biao.

It's just that the current greenhouse vegetable production is limited, and after discussing with Liu Biao, Liu Biao took the initiative to let the market in the city out, and he was mainly responsible for wholesale vegetables in large quantities to the nearby Tangcheng, Jintian City, and Beijing.

In terms of consumption in these three economically developed large cities, there is not enough vegetables to sell. There is nothing left to give to the street vendors in the city, but Wang Yong has to take out a part of the share to supply the city's market at a low price, saying that this is a special benefit for the locals.

couldn't twist Wang Yong's insistence, and the two of them had to reluctantly nod their heads to agree, but this part could only be produced by the Wang family's farm. After all, Wang Yong asked for a lower wholesale price than the wholesale price to sell to local traders, so it was difficult for other growers to bear the loss.

Fortunately, the supply quantity is strictly limited by Wang Hai and Liu Biao, and it cannot exceed 1,000 catties a month! This amount is not worth much for the market consumption of the whole city.

But Wang Yong has his own thoughts about this!

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