Chapter 917: My Eyes Are Fine

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This time the matter is much less labor-saving than the last time, Zhang Niu sat there to sign, and at the same time called a few people to help the watermelon seeds weigh down, and then put them in a bag and send them down, the scene can be described as extremely lively. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Zhang Shan acted as a good examiner, trying to recognize the villagers here, as the village chief he is also selfish, at the moment, he doesn't really want the colorful watermelons to be planted in other places, after all, this is a considerable money-making project, don't you see that the neighborhood of the village is beginning to change now? The potholed roads of the past have changed, street lights have been installed, and at the same time, there are so many changes here, which everyone can see, and now this colorful watermelon project is also like this.

"Don't worry, there are still a lot of watermelon seeds, come one by one." Zhang Niu raised his head and shouted to the back with a smile, telling them not to rush to the front.

The villagers who are not in a hurry, especially those in the back, see the front happily leaving, and want to get the seeds as soon as possible, and immediately go back to start planting colorful watermelons.

There are not many people in Zhangjia Village, but there are also about 300 households, and this matter of distributing seeds is not so easy to solve, and it takes a lot of time to carry out.

This time, Zhang Niu felt much more tired than last time, no wonder the fat man and Ye Zi left early, but seeing the crowd waiting behind, Zhang Niu was very excited, buddy, this has made a great contribution to the village, although life has been good in recent years, but if you want to earn more money, it is quite difficult for people who farm in the village.

In the hot summer, cutting rice in the field, anyone who has tried it once knows that there is hard work, especially for people with a lot of farmland, summer is a hard battle, whether it is harvesting or drying rice, these things are hard work.

Zhang Niu has tried to cut rice in summer before, although the rice yield has increased now, but the price is still very cheap, and it takes a lot of money to plant rice, hoeing, fertilizing, spraying and so on everything is a must to do, but the price is not high, which is equivalent to working in vain, some people have rice from the previous years at home to put there.

Now there is colorful watermelon planting, this is a good project for everyone, planting rice for a few years is estimated to have a year's income of colorful watermelon, which way to choose in this comparison, that is clear.

Who wants to cut rice in the hot summer, this is not for a better life, but put in it, but the return is not very large, who can know the hardships involved.

Now that he has this good project, Zhang Niu certainly hopes that the villagers in the village will benefit from it and not have to work in the fields all day.

On the path outside the square, Wang Dashan and another villager were coming in this direction.

"Did you really hear about the seeds today?" Wang Dashan heard about this early in the morning, but he wasn't very sure, but he couldn't meet the requirements of others, so he didn't come from the small road to come over and have a look.

Shouting Wang Dashan to come over is his friend Wang Qian, who is engaged in planting in the village, and is also a second-hand dealer, specializing in buying fruits at low prices, doing well in this business, last year's colorful watermelon market is very clear, he has always wanted to be able to plant this colorful watermelon, thinking about the benefits of it is almost drooling.

It was not easy to know that this was the result of the next village, Wang Qian knew that this matter was still very suspicious at first, but since Wang Dashan came back and said this matter, Wang Qian was concerned about this matter, and finally knew some things about Zhangjiacun through some acquaintances, and also received good news that Zhangjiacun was ready to send seeds.

Wang Qian has not figured out why the colorful watermelon appeared in Zhangjia Village, this kind of achievement should only appear in the research institute, why it appeared here, there are too many problems.

Today, I pulled Wang Dashan over, and I asked for some from here through the identity of Wang Dashan's village head, and then I could earn a sum of money on it, which was a living cornucopia.

"Dashan, I dare to say that this thing is true, we can see it in the past." Wang Qian believed in his own feelings, and this time he must be right.

The last time Wang Dashan looked for Zhang Shan, he wanted to understand the matter, and at the same time wanted to bring a good project to the village, but Zhang Shan's wording was unusually firm, and he never revealed where it came from.

In fact, I still complain about Zhang Shan in my heart, we are all old neighbors, I don't see you when I look up, why hide this colorful watermelon so tightly, this is a rich thing for everyone, and we should use it together.

Leaving Zhang Shan's house, Wang Dashan has been sullen, and this time he pulled Wang Qian over, but also wanted to ask again, and at the same time, he also hoped that the person in charge could appear there.

Coming from the path, the king, whose eyes were bright, saw many people walking back, and at the same time saw the bag in his hand, and immediately realized that this time he had come to the right place, and people were really sending seeds.

"Dashan, I'm not wrong, what they are holding in their hands must be the seeds of colorful watermelons."

Wang Dashan has been thinking about the problem, and did not notice the people walking in front of him, after being reminded by Wang Qian, he noticed that the villagers who walked back had bags in their hands, and their eyes couldn't help but glow: "That's right, they all have bags in their hands, so let's hurry up and take a look." ”

It's the first time they came here, and they were surprised to see the changes here, this Zhangjia village is developing too fast, especially the cars parked in the distance, which can't be seen in the town, and I can't imagine that there will be so many here.

They know that this is a mountain villa, but they have never been here, in their eyes it is an ordinary mountain and water, they are tired of seeing these things, such a place is nothing more than deceiving the people in the city.

When they saw the large crowd of villagers outside, they stood outside and did not go inside.

"I don't think these watermelon seeds are any different, how can they grow colorful watermelons." Wang Qian kept staring at the bag in the villager's hand, and the bag was transparent, so he could clearly see the appearance of watermelon seeds.

Wang Dashan couldn't help frowning when he saw this situation, he always thought that the seeds of colorful watermelons should be very weird, but the situation he saw now was not as he thought, it was too ordinary, was this really the seeds of colorful watermelons, but he didn't believe it, and he couldn't do it, and after standing here for a while, he had heard a lot of people discuss.

Although they are all very homely words, the meaning revealed from them is already very clear, and the seeds of colorful watermelons are indeed being distributed here, and they came here to receive a copy to go back.

Seeing everyone queuing up to receive it, Wang Dashan's eyes lit up, and he lowered his voice in Wang Qian's ear and said, "They are sending seeds, why don't you go in and try it and see if you can get it?" ”

Wang Qian had thought of this idea a long time ago, and now that Wang Dashan said that he could go over and have a look, and he didn't come to Zhangjia Village much, it shouldn't matter if he mixed in, right?

Thinking in his heart, he didn't stop at his feet, and the king squeezed into the crowd.

Wang Dashan did not pass, but retreated a lot of way, stood aside, and was somewhat surprised to see this situation, according to his vision, the people of Zhangjia Village basically came to collect it, and if they went on like this, their Wangjia Village would soon be left behind.

Being the village chief is a good thing, but it can't drive the development of the village, which is also a depressing thing, but now the Zhangjia Village next door is developing without saying a word, which is enough to make Wang Dashan jealous, why is the colorful watermelon in Zhangjia Village, not in Wangjia Village, is there a difference? As for who is in charge, Wang Dashan is also curious, who will this be? It's still nonsense out of nowhere.

I can understand all this today, and I'll know about it later.

The king was not tall and thin, and it didn't take much effort for him to come to the front.

"Being tall may not be useful, it seems that I am still very capable." Wang Qian secretly rejoiced in his heart, according to this speed, he would soon be able to receive the seeds of the colorful watermelon.

It's just that this assumption was immediately broken by Zhang Shan.

"Hey, what about you, and stand up."

Wang Qian found that Zhang Shan was pointing at him, and it was his turn in his heart: "Are you calling me?" ”

"It's you, don't hurry up and stand up." Zhang Shan said politely.

Just now Zhang Shan sat here to identify the people in the village, and at the same time to clarify the number of acres of colorful watermelons planted by the villagers, Zhang Shan is still very clear about the farmland in the village, for fear that people will receive more, this kind of thing is not allowed to appear here.

When it comes to doing things, Zhang Shan is very patient, especially for such an important thing at the moment, he can't be negligent for a while, and something that shouldn't happen happens.

It just so happened that Wang Qian was lucky enough to win the lottery, just now Zhang Shan was flipping through the records above, and swept to the king who came in, at first he thought it was from this village, but then he pondered that there seemed to be no such person in the village.

So he shouted forward, and the king knew that he recognized it, and he leaned forward with a blank eye, wanting to receive watermelon seeds.

"Who of you knows this man?" Zhang Shan stood up and asked everyone with a serious expression.

Zhang Niu was still busy with things, and he also stopped, intending to see what was going on.

The eyes of the masses were bright, and someone immediately shouted: "Village chief, this seems to be the peach harvest in Wangjia Village." ”

"It's the guy who bought it at a low price, how did he get here?"

Everyone still doesn't understand what the previous sentence means, but the latter sentence immediately makes everyone understand what it means, it turns out that they want to take watermelon seeds.

The price of the fruit purchased by the king is indeed low, otherwise it would not be easy to recognize.

Zhang Shan was so happy in his heart, it seems that my eyes are still good, and I finally found one to get in.