Seeing that a few people began to discuss, Qingli smiled and said nothing, squatted down and began to pick peanuts with Mingyuan and them.

Throwing the peanuts in his hand into the basket, he leaned over and asked in a low voice, "You're not afraid that they won't buy it?" ”

Mingyuan nodded approvingly, that is, since people have the intention to buy, this girl has to go up and lobby for a few words.

But it's good for her to put people aside and get busy herself, how can she do such a business.

Hooked his fingers, and after the two of them came over, Qingli whispered, "What am I afraid of, they don't want to be wanted, don't forget, Uncle Zhang's friend is doing this business."

What's more, the peanuts in our village are of good quality, so I'm not afraid that they won't buy them. ”

Last year's peanuts were planted less, and the amount of peanuts in the whole village was less than 30,000 catties, which were all wrapped up by Uncle Zhang's friends, saying that they sold very well, but they were too little.

The price given to the villagers is also higher than the price of the dealers who usually come to buy it, and the villagers can't close their mouths when they hold the banknotes in their hands.

The few peanuts in the family were sold for more than 2,000 and more than 10,000, which was higher than the price of any year.

No, the villagers who tasted the sweetness didn't need Qingli to encourage them to plant at all, and they automatically ran to her house to plant seeds at the beginning of spring.

This year, peanuts and sesame seeds are mainly planted in the dry land, and soybeans account for a small proportion.

Or because Qingli said that when soybeans are still green, they can make edamame fried meat, and edamame in salt water, which is more expensive than selling soybeans alone, and the villagers have planted a little bit of land.

Before it is yellow, the pods have already been eaten by the guests.

It is estimated that next year, there will be peanuts, edamame, and sesame in the field.

"Su girl. Can you sell me all the peanuts in your village? The man who had asked his friend for his opinion came over, patted Qingli on the shoulder and asked with a smile.

"Mr. Xu, I can ask. What do you want so many peanuts for? "Looking at this man's appearance, he doesn't look like he is in the agricultural and sideline products business.

This year, the peanuts in the village add up not to mention much, 50,000 catties will definitely not be able to run away, such a large amount, he bought it back, don't sell it and smash it.

Seeing curiosity and worry flashing in Qingli's eyes, Mr. Xu sat on the ridge with a grin. took out a cigarette and lit it, and said,

"Me. I set up a workshop, specializing in processing oil, and the waste materials squeezed out were used to raise chickens and ducks, and the business was not bad. It's just that good raw materials are not easy to come across. ”

Raise chickens and ducks from scrap. Mr. Xu can quite think that this is better than the meat quality raised with feed.

"Okay, but these peanuts are still fresh, if Mr. Xu wants to buy them, he will have to wait a few days."

Fresh peanuts carry water vapor and weigh several times as much as dry, and merchants are reluctant to buy fresh, and farmers are reluctant to sell fresh.

The price difference is too great. Everyone felt that they were at a loss, so the farmers sold peanuts. Generally, it is sold dry, the price has gone up, and it is also conducive to preservation, and it will not be wet.

"Haha, it doesn't matter, anyway, we still have to play for a few days, it just happens that the sun is good these days, and when we leave, it is estimated that we are almost done.

Rest assured, the price will not be less than yours. Seeing that Qingli agreed, Mr. Xu's mood suddenly improved.

During this time, he has been worried about not being able to buy good raw materials, and he has run a lot of places before and after, all of which are two kinds of peanuts, large seeds and medium seeds, and his friends persuaded him to buy those two kinds of peanuts.

But he was unwilling, and always felt that these two kinds of oil squeezed out of the small seeds were delicious and fragrant.

In this way, then there is no problem, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the village will invite the opera troupe to come over and sing, and these people can just take the peanuts back after the Mid-Autumn Festival, killing two birds with one stone.

Thinking of this, Qingli said with a smile, "It will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days, and there will be a troupe in our village at night, as well as activities and lotteries."

If Mr. Xu and the others are not in a hurry to go back, they can finish the Mid-Autumn Festival and leave, and many people will come in to play that day. ”

Speaking of prizes, they are not worth any money, they are all specialties of the village, what kind of ham work, etc., just have fun.

The most valuable estimate is the two pots of chrysanthemums contributed by Qingli, one is a green peony, and another is a pot of ancient dragon whiskers, and the rest are some small succulent potted plants, which are estimated to be preferred by women.

"Yo, there is also a troupe, this excitement must be made, maybe I am lucky and can draw a prize."

Smiling and squinting, Mr. Xu stood up and patted the grass clippings stuck to his pants, nodded at Mingyuan, and said, "Let's go for a walk in the woods, so we won't disturb your work." ”

After saying that, he took a few friends and walked to the grove next to him.

Glancing at the grove next to him, Qingli didn't stop him, as long as he didn't want to go into the mountain, he would go to the woods if he wanted to.

There are no large animals in the woods except rabbits and pheasants, so there is no need to worry about safety.

When visitors enter the village, they are given a pamphlet that clearly indicates where they cannot go and where they can go.

If you really want to go to some places, you need to be accompanied by villagers, and the purpose of this booklet is to prevent tourists from running into the mountains to hunt quietly and encounter danger.

"Lili, what does this person say?"

"yes, will he buy it?"

"How much does it cost to buy it?" Do you buy it all or a little? ”

“”

As soon as Mr. Xu and the others left, the villagers who had been paying attention to the situation here suddenly surrounded them, and asked word by word.

Waving his hand, Qingli said with a smile, "Buy, it's all inclusive, the price is higher than the purchase, everyone hurry up and take it back to dry, Mr. Xu will pass the Mid-Autumn Festival." ”

"Haha, that's okay, let's hurry up."

"It must be, otherwise it will come in and collect it as in previous years, and the price will be kept low."

"That's it, those black-hearted people don't look outside at the end of the year, when they have no rest, they expect the harvest to sell for some money and push down the price."

"People also have to make money, otherwise what will they eat."

Seeing that the villagers began to complain, Ping An rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, if you have that kung fu to complain here, it is better to hurry up and collect it, otherwise Mr. Xu will leave, and you will wait to be depressed." ”

They deserve to be poor, they don't know the situation at all, what does it have to do with whether the hawkers have to lower the price this year, anyway, now people in the village come to buy everything, and they don't sell it to the hawkers.

Listening to the words of peace, the villagers scattered, yes, there is a time to think about the west, it is better to take advantage of the good weather in the past few days, seize the time to take it back and dry it.

If it rains, that's bad.

When you go back, you have to pay attention to the weather forecast, don't get wet, the year is busy, and the tide is going to fall in, then they will really cry to death.

"The resentment is so deep." Looking at the scattered villagers, Mingyuan suddenly burst into words.

Qingli smiled, looked at him and said, "It's normal, you haven't seen the hawkers come to the village to collect things, and how low the price is."

Many times farmers are so busy all year round that they can't even earn their money back.

The villagers don't know the situation, it's okay, they know the price in the market, they don't have any grudges, and the money earned by the second-tier dealers is the difference in the hands of the farmers. ”

Tut-tut, Mingyuan stopped talking, he didn't understand the situation in the countryside, so it was better to speak less, otherwise Qingli would despise him again.

In the next few days, everyone went out early and returned late, bags of peanuts were transported back by board trucks, and the doors of every house were full of peanuts, and even the roads were paved.

The tourists who saw it grabbed a handful and peeled peanuts while watching the scenery, and no one said anything.

After all the peanuts were dried and bagged, Qingli rested for a day, and saw that tomorrow was the Mid-Autumn Festival, so after thinking about it, she decided to make the moon cakes.

ran to the cabinet and took out a bag of flour, called Mingyuan and Yiyan, and the three of them walked slowly towards the ancestral hall.

Today, Aunt Xia opened the pot, and the space needed was relatively large, and the only thing that the village could meet the requirements was the ancestral hall kitchen and the canteen of the activity center.

The canteen in the activity center is definitely not usable, so Aunt Xia borrowed the kitchen of the ancestral hall to boil the pot to make moon cakes and burn it.

When the three arrived, dozens of benches were set up in the drying area of the ancestral hall, filled with villagers and tourists, and at their feet were a bag containing flour brought from home.

Seeing Qingli and the three of them swaying slowly, Wenwen walked up with a smile, "I heard that you want two hundred each?" ”

"yes, how much are you and Dongzi going to do?" Nodding, Qingli reached out to hug Wenwen, leaned on her back and asked lazily.

For Qingli, who has no bones and likes to lie on her, Wenwen didn't bother to talk about her, grabbed her hand pulling her hair and said, "I discussed it with Dongzi, a hundred of each." ”

"Courageous, are you sure it's a discussion, not your own decision?"

Don't think she doesn't know, after Wenwen and Dongzi got the certificate, they managed Dongzi firmly, put ten yuan on him every day, and when he came back, he had to report the account, how the money was spent.

Discuss, discuss a ghost, they are two young, Wenwen is already a word, Dongzi has a big heart, and he is still happy every day.

"Cut, listen to your wife, and you will get rich." Waving his hand, Wenwen said unashamedly.

bumped into Dongzi, who was smiling, and asked with a smile, "Can you show some manliness?" Being managed so firmly by Wenwen, you are not ashamed? ”

Glancing at Yan in surprise, Dongzi said happily, "Wenwen is not well managed at all, and besides, someone cares how happy it is, you two guys who don't have a daughter-in-law can't understand my feelings." ”

Falling, can you still play happily?

It's amazing to have a daughter-in-law, and a daughter-in-law can despise the two of them as bachelors, who are hard to dismantle and tired and don't love.

In order not to affect the mood, they still stayed away from this fool.

With a wooden face, Yiyan and Mingyuan left Dongzi's side with their shoulders and walked towards the place where the village chief and them were.

"It's boiling, who will come first?" At this time, Brother Xiaolong poked his head out of the kitchen and shouted at the crowd.

"Dongjiu, you came the earliest, hurry up." As soon as I heard that the pot was boiling, the villagers had the ambition to launch the earliest Dongjiu.

Lifting the bag, Dongjiu said with a smile, "Then I'm welcome, Xiaolong, this is twenty catties of flour." ”

"Okay." Taking the flour in Dongjiu's hand, Xiaolong took out a large basin and poured it all out before mentioning the board, poured the hydrated noodles, and covered it with gauze soaked in boiling water. (To be continued......)