Chapter Seventy-Five: Counting

This typhoon brought a lot of losses to Gu Jingyun, and after the inventory of Old Man Gu and Old Man Li, there were probably more than 1,000 lychee trees in the orchard that were blown over and could no longer survive.

According to the price of 50 yuan per tree, Gu Jingyun lost 60,000 or 70,000 yuan this time.

For the poor Changshui villagers, 50,000 or 60,000 yuan may be the family's annual income.

The few trees that still had fruit left not many lychees left, and Gu Jingyun picked them alone.

In the end, there is a thousand catties, which is because the two old men covered the lychee tree with a black net, otherwise, it is estimated that there will not even be a hundred catties left.

About 5,000 catties of lychees were blown off by the wind and lay in the mud one by one.

Old man Gu and Old man Li were distressed, and when they saw some good lychees on the ground, they picked them up one by one, these are all white flowers.

In the evening of that day, Gu Jingyun and the two old men moved the remaining lychees back to her house.

In the evening, Gu Jingyun left Old Man Gu and Old Man Li to eat, and Gu Jianping was also on the side.

After the meal, Gu Jingyun handed a red envelope to the two of them.

In the red envelope, there are 3,000 yuan.

After taking the red envelope, Old Man Gu opened it, and saw a pile of Grandpa Mao inside, and at a cursory glance, there were two or three thousand yuan, and he suddenly fidgeted a little, "Little boss, what does this mean!" ”

Taking a sip of water, Gu Jingyun's eyes narrowed, and he replied, "Grandpa Gu, Grandpa Li, didn't I say it before!" After selling the lychees, I will give you a bonus, this year's lychees are selling well, one thousand eight is your salary, and the rest is the bonus. “

"Little boss, I was joking with you at the beginning! You...... Why do you take it seriously? Li Qingchuan didn't expect that he had just said it in passing, but he didn't expect this little doll to be serious, and he suddenly became cramped.

She hurriedly comforted the two old men who were a little uncomfortable, and smiled playfully, "Grandpa Li, I'm not the kind of person who likes to joke. I said that I would give you a bonus, and I would not break my word. ”

"But ......, little boss, this garden has just suffered a disaster, you better take this money back and respond to emergencies." As he spoke, Old Man Gu wanted to hand back the red envelope in his hand.

Looking at this calloused yellow-black hand, Gu Jingyun felt a warm current in his heart.

She hurriedly refused, "Two grandfathers, what are you doing, although the orchard has lost some money this time, your wages are still paid." Hurry up and put it away! You have worked hard, conscientiously and responsibly to have a bumper harvest this year, and you deserve it. “

"You've worked hard during this time, let you come today, I also plan to talk to you about the future, in the future, you may have to be busy."

Old man Gu and Old Man Li didn't shirk when they heard this, they glanced at each other, put away the red envelope, and waited for Gu Jingyun's next words.

"You know, two grandfathers. Previously, I not only contracted this orchard, but also contracted a total of 1,200 acres of land in our Changshui Village. We used to sell lychees all the time, so I didn't have time to clean up other land. “

"Although there was a typhoon and a small loss to the orchard this time, I was able to survive it. Don't worry, I've encountered greater difficulties, and I won't be defeated by this small storm. ”