Returning to the village from the field, Song Bei was about to go home, when he passed by the village committee, Song Jun, who was standing at the door, called out to him.

"Xiaobei, have you handed over the materials for running a company?"

"I'm going to hand it in." Song Bei replied, and then explained, "At that time, Secretary Zhang asked me to go to Director Ma, and when I went, he was not in the industrial and commercial office and went to Qicheng for a meeting. The materials are left by others, and when Director Ma returns, he will transfer them to Director Ma. ”

Hearing that Song Bei went to hand over the materials, Song Jun relieved himself, "That's fine." ”

"Xiaobei, let's discuss, if the villagers want to plant Yan Beans, how should they operate?"

Song Jun's question, in fact, Song Bei has been thinking about it for the past two days, and now when he asks him, he will talk to him about the plan he thinks of in his heart.

"Third master, I think about it this way, first I will provide the villagers with the seedlings of the Yandou tree for free, and everyone is only responsible for planting. I will also teach you the specific planting method at that time. As for the recycling price of Yan Beans, it is temporarily set at one yuan per catty, what do you think? ”

In fact, Song Jun asked, he was more concerned about the purchase price when Song Bei recycled Yan Beans, and now he heard Song Bei take the initiative to put it forward, and the price was also very high, he was immediately excited, "Xiaobei, you have paid so much for everyone, how should the villagers thank you!" ”

About a hundred Yan Beans weigh one catty, and a Yan Bean tree can produce a thousand Yan Beans, which is ten catties, and if it is sold to Song Bei, it will be ten yuan. One acre of land can normally grow 1,000 bean trees, and the income is 10,000 yuan.

This is still only one acre of land, and the land in the village is divided equally according to the head, about each family can have three or five acres, so that each family will earn 350,000 yuan.

Now the reality is that in their village, there are many families whose total income is less than 10,000 yuan a year, if Song Bei provides them with a way to make money, can they not thank Song Bei?

"Third Master, you don't have to be like this," Song Bei shook his head with a smile, "The people in the village have always taken good care of my family, and I have the ability now, so I should help everyone." Besides, if the villagers are willing to plant Yan Beans at that time, then we are also an equal cooperative relationship, and no one pays too much. ”

"Good, good! Xiaobei, you are a good boy, the third master did not misunderstand you. Song Jun was relieved, patted Song Bei's shoulder again and sighed.

At this time, Song Bei suddenly remembered something, so he said, "Third Master, there is still something that needs your help." ”

"You say." Song Jun agreed very simply. At this time, Song Bei is the hope of Songjia Village in his eyes, not to mention that he will respond to Song Bei's requests, it is also a convenient door everywhere.

"That is, ask the villagers in the village, who is willing to follow me to plant Yan beans."

Song Bei has already rented the barren mountains in the village, if all these barren mountains are planted with Yandou trees, it will take a lot of time for him to rely on him alone, and his main energy cannot be put on this, or he still has to focus on planting medicinal herbs in the fairy world.

If you can't complete the task of planting medicinal herbs, you will be punished by the immortals, and you can feel terrible just thinking about that scene.

Just felt Song Bei's kindness to the villagers, as the head of a village, how could Song Jun let him down, "Don't worry, Xiaobei, I'll go and inform everyone, so that everyone can help you." ”

Song Jun knew that Song Bei was going to plant the wasteland he rented, and he also knew that the Yandou trees planted by Song Bei on that wasteland could be cultivated seedlings, even if he didn't think about anything else, just so that the villagers could have Yandou seedlings to plant as soon as possible, he would also find someone to help Song Bei.

"Third master, you don't have to be too anxious, it's late today, let's wait until tomorrow." Song Bei stretched out his hand to stop Song Jun. This is too enthusiastic, and it makes Song Bei a little embarrassed.

"That's right," when he turned around to leave, Song Bei stopped again and said to Song Jun, "Third master, you tell everyone, as long as you go and help me plant, I will pay two hundred yuan per person every day." ”

"Two hundred, so many? Yes! Song Jun was stunned for a moment, and then agreed very happily.

He didn't excuse Song Bei at this point. After all, it's not for him to help Song Bei alone, it's the whole village's business, he can help without money, but in front of the whole village, he can't help everyone earn money.

"You go home." Song Jun said hello to Song Bei, and he also turned around and entered the office. He's going to broadcast the good news through the loudspeaker.

When Song Bei returned home, he didn't do anything else, he first calculated how much money he still had on him.

asked his parents to travel, and he put 100,000 yuan on his father's card; When the family built a new house, he paid half of the money from the town construction company, which was 110,000 yuan; Coupled with the purchase of clothes for his parents, and some odd expenses, it was tens of thousands of yuan, and he still had 50,000 yuan left on his body.

50,000 yuan to hire someone to help him work, which is a bit small, and he needs to prepare some more money.

Song Bei remembered how he got his 300,000 yuan, and now he wanted to find a few more money, so he naturally thought of the way to continue selling flowers and plants.

I remember that when I went to Qicheng yesterday, in the shop in the flower and bird market, I heard Fang Dong, the salesman in the store, say that the pot of orchids he sold to Wu Gongzi was once willing to be bought from Wu Gongzi for two million.

Maybe I can contact Wu Gongzi or the person who wants to buy orchids.

Thinking of this, Song Bei called Fang Dong.

"Brother, you actually called me, which makes me so excited." On the other side of the phone, Fang Dong shouted loudly as soon as he was connected. Obviously, he stored Song Bei's phone number, and when he looked at the caller ID, he knew that Song Bei had called.

Song Bei originally wanted to introduce himself, but he was almost stunned by Fang Dong's words, and he still remembered himself. But thinking about the two of them knowing each other, this is only yesterday, and it shouldn't be too forgetful.

"Fang Dong, there's something I want to trouble you." Song Bei said politely.

"Ouch, brother, what are you polite, you can tell me directly." Fang Dong said very happily. He was still thinking about the fact that Song Bei's pot of orchids was sold for 300,000 yuan, and he wanted to learn some skills from him, but now he has something to find himself, isn't this an opportunity to get closer to him?

"Can you contact Wu Gongzi or anyone else? I would also like to sell potted plants again. ”

Wu Gongzi is a celebrity in the flower and bird market, and even his words have become a rule in the flower and bird market, so you can imagine his status in the flower and bird market, and even in Qicheng. Fang Dong works in the flower and bird market, maybe he can know how to contact Wu Gongzi.

"Wu Gongzi?" Fang Dong over there was stunned for a moment after hearing Song Bei's words, and then after listening to his whole sentence, he suddenly became excited, "Brother, what treasure do you have to sell, can I follow you to take a look?" ”

Fang Dong continued to explain to Song Bei, "A little person like me, there is definitely no contact information for Wu Gongzi. However, brother, you don't have to worry, although I don't have Wu Gongzi's contact information, I know where to find Wu Gongzi. ”

"Okay, I'll go to the flower and bird market tomorrow morning, and then I'll trouble you to take me to Wu Gongzi."

PS: Today, I was almost angry with Shanghai's permanent customer service and had a cerebral hemorrhage. I was angry enough to contact them in the morning, and I was almost angry when I called their customer service in the afternoon. From 4:45 p.m. to 4:56 p.m., after making a phone call, I felt a pain in my head. Even now, at 8:13, I still feel like my head is buzzing like it's about to explode. Rest for one night first, and make up for it tomorrow. Apologize.