Chapter 0096 The First Rich Leads the Later to the Rich

Wu Xiufen couldn't stop it, Wang Xiangzhong and Wang Zheng, father and son, discussed it, and mortgaged the apple orchard and cold storage to the rural credit cooperative, and then received a one-year loan of 20 million. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

For a loan of 20 million yuan, the annual loan interest is 2.4 million yuan.

Therefore, Wang Zheng must quickly find an investment project with a one-year cycle.

Looking at the long string of zeros on the bank passbook, Wu Xiufen, who was holding Wang Ning, who was sleeping, asked with some disbelief: "Is there really 20 million on this bank passbook?" ā€

"How can this fool you?"

Wu Xiufen pursed her lips suspiciously, and then asked her husband: "Then if we don't have 20 million next year, what should we do?" ā€

"If we can't pay it back, our apple orchards and cold storage will all be from adult credit cooperatives."

Wang Zheng, who was sitting on the side and thinking about the problem with his cheeks, took over his father Wang Xiangzhong and said: "In addition, my father has to go to prison." ā€

When Wang Xiangzhong heard this, he turned his head to look at Wang Zheng suddenly, and shouted in surprise: "What? Still in jail? ā€

Wu Xiufen on the side pushed Wang Xiangzhong very dissatisfied: "I didn't see Wang Ning asleep, what should you do if you scare the child?" ā€

Wang Xiangzhong looked down and saw that his daughter, who was sleeping in his wife's arms just now, twisted her body a few times, and her face was a little embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Then, he turned his head, looked at his son with some resentment, and whispered: "I knew that I would go to jail if I couldn't repay the loan, so I wouldn't take out the loan." ā€

Wang Zheng looked down on his father's current appearance, shook his head and sighed.

"Hey, Dad, how can you not afford to take out a loan? We're sure we'll be able to pay it back. Wang Zheng said confidently.

When Wang Xiangzhong saw his son's expression, he immediately became happy.

"Son, do you have any good ideas?"

Wang Zheng smiled and nodded.

"Then tell me what a good idea it is." Wang Xiangzhong is a little impatient.

"Dad, can we find some people from the village tomorrow to build the path from our village to Qingquanling Village into cement?"

"What? That's the good idea you have in mind? ā€

"No, Dad, what are you anxious about, let's do the same."

Wang Xiangzhong raised his head and thought for a while, and then said: "The small road from our village to Qingquanling is about four miles long, and it is all built into a cement road, and it will cost at least fifty or sixty thousand. However, you walk from that road every day, and it is not only convenient for us to build cement, but also for everyone, this idea is good, and Dad supports it. ā€

"What kind of idea is this, and what does this have to do with repaying the loan?" Wu Xiufen reminded on the side.

When Wang Xiangzhong heard this, he hurriedly asked again: "Yes, we still don't have the money to repay the loan after we build the road." We have to make money, at least 20 million to earn 2.4 million, and then we can guarantee that we have our family. ā€

"Dad, don't worry, didn't I just say it, let's do the same. Then, let's buy a small sedan car, let's buy an Audi. ā€

"That's a lot of money, isn't it?" Wang Xiangzhong asked with some distress.

"One million is estimated to be able to win, Dad, you have 20 million people in your hands now, how can you say that you don't have a good sedan car?"

Wang Xiangzhong glanced down at the eldest brother he put on the table, nodded and said, "Our Dazhai Township has the eldest brother in his hand and didn't buy a sedan car, maybe it's your father and me." ā€

"yes, so we have to buy a car!" Wang Zheng clapped his hands and said.

Wang Zheng paused, and then continued: "Let's build another 19 thousand-ton cold storage." Dad, you go and tell the village chief, in this wasteland in the east, our family will all come down and build it into cold storage. ā€

When Wang Xiangzhong heard this, he wiped his sweat in a bit of a panic.

"Nineteen thousand-ton cold storage, one of 500,000, this will cost 9.5 million! What are you doing with so much cold storage? If you want to just point to me and your brother-in-law to go to the countryside to harvest vegetables and fruits, we have to receive the Year of the Monkey to fill these 20 cold storages? Not to mention twenty cold storages, my uncle and I have been busy for more than a month, and one cold storage has not been filled up yet. This cost more than 10 million, why don't I see any way to make money? ā€

To be honest, Wang Xiangzhong collects one ton of fruits and vegetables a day, and Wu Xiutao collects one ton of fruits and vegetables a day, and it takes at least fifty days to fill a cold storage. It will take 1,000 days to fill these 20 cold storages.

"Then we built the cold storage, let's mobilize the people of our Dazhai Township to plant ginger, after the autumn harvest, let's buy the ginger and put it in the cold storage. Then contact Aunt Han, and then ask her to introduce a foreign trader who is engaged in the import and export of agricultural products, and then we will export our ginger to foreign countries through foreign traders, and we will definitely make a lot of money! In this way, not only can we make money, but also the farmers in Dazhai Township who grow ginger with us can also make money. Let's also get rich first and get rich later! Wang Zheng finished with confidence.

However, Wang Xiangzhong and his family were stunned for a moment.

The investment project that Wang Zheng thought of was the export of ginger.

The people of Luzhong City have a tradition of planting ginger for a long time, but most of the ginger grown by the people is eaten by themselves. And the price of ginger in the local market is not high, about two cents a catty. However, if ginger is exported to Southeast Asia, South Korea, RB and the United States, the price can increase tenfold, and it can be sold for two yuan a catty.

After 2000, there will be many factories whose main business is exporting ginger in traditional ginger planting bases such as Luzhong City and Shouyang City in Qilu Province. An ordinary medium-sized ginger factory can even export tens of thousands of tons a year. By 2015, the export price of a pound of ginger can reach about 20 yuan, and tens of thousands of tons are more than 400 million yuan in trade, and it is normal for a ginger factory to make a profit of tens of millions a year.

However, in later generations, because the common people used a lot of pesticides to grow ginger, many gingers were beaten back because of pesticide residues when they were exported. Now Wang Zheng doesn't have to worry about this problem at all, and now the agricultural products grown by the common people have very little pesticide residues.

There is also a problem, that is, after the acquisition of ginger, who is the foreign trade seller looking for. Han Haixia is the largest fruit and vegetable wholesale owner in the Quancheng area, presumably she should be able to know a few people who are engaged in the import and export of agricultural products.

Without waiting for Wang Xiangzhong and his wife to express their attitude, Wang Zheng grabbed the phone and called Han Haixia.

"Hey, Aunt Han? I'm Wang Zheng from Taohualing Village...... What, did you still hear Liu Shijia talk about me? Yes, yes, we've been writing to ...... Oh, that's right, our family wants to mobilize the farmers in the township to grow ginger, and then do ginger exports, and I want to inquire if you know any foreign traders who do agricultural exports...... Okay, okay, great. ā€

Hanging up the phone, Wang Zheng looked at his parents who had not yet reacted, waved his hand and said: "What, Dad, Aunt Han is coming to our house tomorrow, she just knows a boss who specializes in ginger exports, and she will take that boss to our house tomorrow for inspection." ā€

Wang Xiangzhong twisted himself hard, and then frowned and said to himself: "Am I dreaming? ā€