How much the vegetables sell, Fang Jing doesn't care, and he doesn't ask, he just informs the restaurants of the supply of vegetables in Fangjia Village, as for how much each restaurant sells for a plate, the final general account will always come out.

More than a month later, the vegetables in the greenhouse in Fangjia Village were basically taken away by Fang Jing in the middle of the night once every three days, and the accounts, although they had not yet settled, the villagers were not afraid that Fangjia Restaurant would not give money, and every three days, the village would report to the villagers, and Fang Jing said that the account details were made public.

Of course, this is only to disclose the price of vegetables, as for the accounts of Fangjia Restaurant, it will not be disclosed for the time being, after all, there are so many Fangjia Restaurant, Fang Jing is not ready to disclose it now, but in the future, maybe it will be made public.

After earning so much money, it is always inconvenient to show it, and if this is known to the villagers, who knows what will happen.

More than a month has ushered in the New Year, and this year, it has been quite lively, Fangjia Restaurant directly took a day off, so that the staff of Fangjia Restaurant could celebrate.

And some of the staff in Fangjia Village, as well as the personnel in the camp, and other personnel, will basically have holidays, and the holidays will be relatively longer than the staff of the restaurant.

When that day came, the entire Fangjia Village set up an unknown number of flowing water seats, and the one everyone ate was called a stomach-supporting one.

Although it was winter, the liveliness of this scene brought everyone closer, even some of the staff who stayed in Fangjia Village began to slowly integrate into Fangjia Village.

Not long after the year, another year of busyness began, although the weather was still cold, but it could not resist the enthusiasm, but also could not resist the yearning for a better life in the heart.

"Today, everyone gathered together, is ready to announce to you some time ago, the revenue of greenhouse vegetables, these days, all the accounts, basically also out, everyone quiet." One day, the village was holding a piece of paper and shouting to the villagers.

"Muramasa, you say, let's listen." Many villagers responded to the shouts of the village. This is the money for their greenhouse vegetables last year, of course they are worried in their hearts, after all, they have not seen a penny of copper coins until now, and they must be a little worried if they have not reached their own hands.

"Okay, then I'll read it, you listen to it, last year, the total weight of vegetables in the greenhouse in my village was about 400,000 catties or more, so if it is calculated according to 20 yuan a catty, then each family can be divided into 260 yuan."

"However, this year, the vegetables in our Fangjia Village are all handed over to the Fangjia Restaurant to collect, and the price is naturally higher than before, so in the end, it will be higher than two hundred and sixty yuan."

When the village said this, he stopped talking and looked at the villagers. And he already knew this number in his heart, and at that time, when he got this number, he was so frightened that he jumped up, and he really suspected that there was something wrong with the number they counted.

However, after he went to Qingque to ask for all the accounts about vegetables, he recounted them, and found that there was no mistake at all, even a penny of copper coins was counted.

"Muramasa, what are you talking about, how much is it? How much higher? ”

"Muramasa, you say, don't stop."

"Muramasa, you're too bad."

"Muramasa, you read."

“……”

When the villagers listened to the village saying that they were happy, the village suddenly stopped, making them feel as if they were crawling over the ants.

Two hundred and sixty times, that is several times higher than in the past, however, it is real money, but this year's greenhouses are built more, and there are many plantings, naturally, the price must be high, otherwise, they will not be so tired, but tired and happy.

"Then I said, you have to listen carefully." The village was really worried that if he told the number, the villagers would fall to the ground.

"Muramasa, you're talking about it."

"Muramasa, if you don't say anything, we're going home."

“……”

The village is hanging the appetite of the villagers, and they have never said it.

"Okay, you guys listen well, last year, the greenhouse vegetables in our village were sold for a total of 483,623 and 527 yuan." Eventually, Muramasa read the number out.

However, when the village recited the numbers, the villagers didn't know why, and they didn't know what the village was talking about.

That's right, the villagers really don't know what the village is talking about, what they don't understand, and they are confused by the bunch of numbers that the village is reading.

"Muramasa, what are you reading? Just tell me how much money my family shares, I don't understand what you're saying. ”

"That's right, Muramasa, what are you reading?"

Many villagers don't understand what the numbers of village mindfulness mean, but their children do.

However, it is not clear that the children know the estimates, after all, they have not read and do not know what these numbers are.

"Okay, I'll go on to say, the 480,000 yuan will be divided into half to the Fang Family Restaurant, after all, it is the Fang Family Restaurant that is helping us sell vegetables, so the price will be so high."

"According to the existing number, the number of each family is not much different, so this batch of money is directly divided equally, and each household is divided into 7,800 yuan."

When the village was telling the number, these villagers finally knew how much money he should share, seven thousand eight hundred, this is a number they never thought of, they originally thought that it would be two hundred yuan at most, but they really didn't expect that there were so many, all of them were stunned on the spot, staring at the village, and still wondering if what the village said was false.

"Muramasa, you don't want to tiger us, it's okay to have less." A villager felt that the number that the village was saying must be a lie to them, so he responded casually.

"Everyone must think that I am lying to you, I tell you, this is true, each family is divided into seven thousand eight hundred guan, one cent is not much, one cent is not less, a whole seven thousand eight hundred." The village is shouting loudly, which is a response, and it can be regarded as waking up these villagers.

Although there are more than 20 yuan, it is only too small and too small money, and he does not count it in the village, so it can be regarded as food money for those people in the restaurant.

"Muramasa, what you said is true? Is it really 7,800? Can my family share so much? ”

"Muramasa, if you lie to me, you will be struck by lightning."

"What about the Jingwazi people? Let Jing Wazi come and talk to us. ”

However, Murazheng's words were still not convincing, which made these villagers feel that it was a big problem in their hearts, and they had to ask Fang Jing to come out and tell them.

However, at this time, Fang Jing was not free, he was at home, drinking tea with Sun Simiao and them, chatting, and discussing, what about the Fang family's thatched cottage, where is there a family to take care of the opening of the gate in the village.

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