Dong Hao's matter was quickly left behind by Jiang Hui, and he called the villagers to start delivering goods to netizens.

This batch of goods was bought by him from outside, the price is low, the profit is high, and after deducting various costs, it is estimated that he can earn more than one million.

The villagers were already familiar with the packing process, and they packed all the goods in a laughing and laughing way.

In the evening, someone from the courier company came.

As they loaded the goods into the car, they chattered and complained about the difficulty of getting into the village.

The last time the peaches were transported, their car got stuck in the mud and it took a lot of effort to get them out.

After Jiang Hui heard this, he pulled the village chief aside and asked, "Didn't the state allocate money to build roads for us?" ”

The village chief sighed and said, "That money is not enough, and we have to make up the rest of the money ourselves." But no one in the village has any money, so they can't make it up, so they have been dragging it out and not repairing it. ”

"How much do you want to scrape?"

"I've done the math, and it's probably a million more."

Jiang Hui thought for a while and said, "I'll help you with this money." ”

"What?" The village chief was taken aback, thinking that he had misheard.

"You can talk to the others and let them do more when they build the road."

"Okay, good ......" The village chief was so excited that he called a meeting of the villagers that night.

When the villagers heard the news, they were grateful to Jiang Hui in their hearts.

But they are stupid and don't know how to say it, and can only express their gratitude through some small things.

For example, invite Jiang Hui to dinner, educate his children to respect Jiang Hui, and help Jiang Hui work for free......

The village chief was very fast, and the next day he found a construction team and led the villagers to work in full swing.

They planned to dig up a small hill at the entrance of the village and build a straight road out of the village......

At the same time, in a high-end Western restaurant, a foodie is dining.

His influence is so great that the number of customers in all the restaurants that he approves of will increase rapidly, and the number of customers will decrease dramatically.

Today's restaurant obviously did not meet his requirements, and his brows furrowed a little with every bite. In the end, he dropped the knife and fork directly, and said impatiently: "Checkout!" ”

Yan Xiaolan, the owner of the restaurant, hurriedly walked up and asked, "Hello, if these dishes don't meet your appetite, I can help you change them for free." ”

She had to satisfy the foodie, or their restaurant would be doomed.

"No need!"

"Then you can eat some fruit!" Yan Xiaolan said, and then without waiting for the gourmet to refuse, she asked the waiter to bring a plate of honeydew melons.

The gourmand didn't want to waste time, but when he smelled the fragrance, he couldn't help but try it.

"Where did you buy this?" The gourmand looked shocked, he thought he had already eaten the world's delicacies, but this melon still amazed his taste buds.

"No, it's a trade secret. If you like, I can send you a box. ”

"No, but I'll come back, and hopefully your restaurant's main product won't be fruit."

The gourmand did not accept bribes, but for the sake of the melon, he gave Yan Xiaolan one more chance.

Yan Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly called Hai'an after the gourmets left.

"Hurry up and give me Jiang Hui's phone number?"

"I have already asked Jiang Hui, and he sent me fifty boxes of honeydew melons, and he will give you five boxes when the time comes." Haian said.

"It's not because of this, it's that I want to work with him." Yan Xiaolan said, and then said what happened just now.

Hai An was a little reluctant, because she knew that Yan Xiaolan was also a person who spoke based on her appearance, and if Yan Xiaolan fell in love with Jiang Hui, it would be troublesome.

But she also knew that this matter was very important, even if she felt uncomfortable, she still gave Jiang Hui's phone to Yan Xiaolan.

After Yan Xiaolan got Jiang Hui's phone number, she called it as soon as possible.

"Hello, my name is Yan Xiaolan, and I am a friend of Hai'an. I have opened fifteen western restaurants, and I would like to ask if you can serve honeydew melons to our restaurant. ”

Jiang Hui has received a lot of such calls recently, but those people either ask for a small amount of goods, or they are crazy about lowering prices, so they don't negotiate in the end.

"I serve fruit all year round, if you want them all, then I can work with you, if you just want melons, then forget it."

"Are other fruits of the same quality as honeydew melons?"

"Of course."

Yan Xiaolan thought for a while and said, "Okay, just do as you say!" You give me your bank card number, and I will transfer 2,000 catties of money to you. ”

"Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Hui transferred the card number, and after a while, he received a sum of money and a delivery address.

At the same time, Yan Xiaolan also said that if things go well, she will ask for so many goods every day.

Jiang Hui replied: "Okay." ”

A few days after this incident, the boss of the fresh and sweet fruit also came over, and he also wanted to cooperate with Jiang Hui, and asked for more than Yan Xiaolan.

Jiang Hui knew that the boss of Fresh Sweet Fruit was a cheerful person, and the two chatted for a while before finalizing the cooperation plan.

Since then, Jiang Hui has also blossomed online and offline.

After finishing these few things, Jiang Hui asked the village chief to buy a piece of land to build a house.

The house he now lives in is too small, too dilapidated, and leaks when it rains heavily.

Now that he has money in his hands, he naturally wants to improve his living environment.

When Qian Xiaogui heard the news, he took the initiative to take care of the matter, helped Jiang Hui buy materials for free, and hired workers.

Other villagers also took turns to work as small workers, and they were particularly active in helping Jiang Hui work.

Jiang Hui saw it in his eyes and remembered it in his heart.

These villagers are sometimes ignorant, but sometimes they are also very simple.

He returned all the villagers who attacked him, and the villagers who helped him, he could only repay by selling goods.

It just so happened that the watermelons in the village were about to ripen, and if they could sell these watermelons, they would definitely be able to make a lot of money.

Thinking of this, he took Siwan to the watermelon field in the back mountain.

As soon as he got there, he saw Da Tie squatting in the ground and sighing.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Hui walked over and asked.

"Our big watermelon was stolen, and the person who stole the watermelon killed the watermelon vine."

Jiang Hui looked down and saw that the roots of the large watermelon vines had detached from the soil, and the leaves were also dry and yellow.

"Fuck, who the hell did that?"

Da Tie shook his head and said, "I don't know! ”

"Whose watermelon has been stolen besides yours?"

"The village chief, Sister-in-law Li and Uncle Yang's family. Uncle Yang was angry with high blood pressure, and Sister-in-law Li was also angry and cried. ”

"I've been keeping vigil with you here for the past two days, maybe they'll come again."

"Okay, then I'll go back and talk to my mom."

"Hmmm......"

Jiang Hui also sent Siwan back, and then guarded near the watermelon field with a flashlight and a big iron man.