Chapter Seventy-Two: Don't Sell and Pull Down
"Son, come here!" Wang Xifeng, who was at a loss, saw his son enter the door in the hall and hurriedly greeted him.
Jiang Xiaohu walked through the crowd, came to his mother's side, and asked in a low voice, "Mom, what's going on here? Are you holding a reunion?"
"Go, go, don't be poor. Wang Xifeng said, "That's ......"
She said something about it, and when Jiang Xiaohu heard it, he was overjoyed, and he was almost about to hug his mother and kiss him.
"My mother-in-law, you can really do it! This time, thanks to you for saving the scene!" Jiang Xiaohu said in surprise.
Wang Xifeng glared at him: "It's not you stinky boy, you brag and don't make drafts, and you don't do things reliably!"
"Well, let's not talk about that, I'll tell you about the acquisition first. Jiang Xiaohu turned around, cleared his throat, waved his hand and said, "Sisters-in-law, sisters-in-law, please be quiet." β
After saying it three times in a row, his voice was almost hoarse, and everyone ignored him, chatting about the short life of the east and the west. Now Jiang Xiaohu has realized what it means to call three women in one play. He's not the material for directing this drama at all.
In desperation, Jiang Xiaohu thought of a bad move, took out a hundred yuan to throw it on the ground, and deliberately said loudly: "Yo, why is there still a hundred yuan on this ground?
This trick really worked, and the women's discussions stopped abruptly, and everyone looked at the ground together, and suddenly saw the red tickets, and suddenly their eyes were redder than the tickets.
Wang Xifeng was angry, twisted his son's waist hard, and scolded secretly: "Stinky boy, I really can't live." I don't know how much money you earn these days, and spending money like running water? 100 yuan is enough for your family to spend a month!"
"Yo, my wallet is broken, this must be my money. β
"Mine mine, I put it in my pocket when I left the door. β
Everyone began to declare themselves the owners of the banknote, and they took great pains to present evidence.
Jiang Xiaohu endured the discomfort in his waist and said with a smile: "I'm sorry everyone, this money is mine." β
He reached out and scooped up the bills. This move immediately caused the unhappiness of the women in the house, and they pointed the finger at Jiang Xiaohu one by one and began to criticize him for being naΓ―ve.
Wang Xifeng was flustered when he heard this, what kind of person is immoral, why is your family so poor, how can there be a hundred yuan bill, and so on.
Isn't this an insult to their family, to her son?
Wang Xifeng really wanted to go back at this time, took out the money in the basket, and smashed it on the heads of this group of people. So that they can see that their own family is rich now!
Before she could open her mouth, Jiang Xiaohu smiled and said, "Who is this money, you know it in your hearts!"
Everyone was silent, and they all felt that their faces were a little hot.
Jiang Xiaohu said again: "My mother invited you here just to discuss with you about getting rich together." β
As soon as they heard the second half of the sentence, several young ladies immediately sneered.
Most of these young girls stopped studying early and went out to work to earn money. They felt that they had seen the world, and when they returned home, they looked down on the men. If you want money or no money, if you want no people, you can still marry a daughter-in-law, and hide in the bed to have fun!
Jiang Xiaohu was unfortunately implicated, and when he heard the ridicule of the little daughters-in-law, he was not angry, and said with a smile: "The matter I said today has something to do with everyone. Every household has a vegetable plot and an endless supply of vegetables, and if you bring them to the market and sell them for a few dollars, you can sell them to me, and I will sell them in a centralized manner. β
"Oh, there's such a good thing? We sell it ourselves, and we can sell it for as much as we want. A pound of tomatoes can be sold for two yuan, how much do you give us?" asked a sharp-tongued little daughter-in-law at the top of her voice.
"That's it, how much can you give?" Miao Juhua coaxed.
Everyone began to bang again, and Miao Juhua couldn't be happier when she saw Wang Xifeng's worried and embarrassed look.
Who made their family Jiang Xiaolong's rivals? Hmph, it's her Xiaolong's rival, that's her rival.
Jiang Xiaohu glanced at them, and said with a smile: "The market price, and according to the fluctuation of the market, the villagers will definitely not let you suffer! For example, the current tomatoes, I will give you a piece of eighty-one catties, cucumbers, two yuan a catty, small green vegetables or something, two yuan and five catties." β
As soon as he quoted the price, everyone was immediately excited. Second, they have seen a lot, and they are all desperately trying to lower prices.
In the past, it was popular to grow cherry tomatoes for a while, and everyone planted them all at once. Because there are people who go out to work, they come back and say that people in the city love to eat this now, and they are all six or seven yuan a pound in the supermarket.
Well, that year, almost every household in the village planted cherry tomatoes. The result was a bumper harvest, but when the second-tier dealers came into the village to buy it, when they asked the price, it was only five yuan a piece! It was better to make money from a serious tomato. Throwing away the capital, how much does an acre of land earn?
Since then, everyone has a grudge against the second-tier dealers. Today, Jiang Xiaohu's mother and son are doing this, and it is normal for them to resist it.
But the price given by Jiang Xiaohu is really eye-catching, you can have this price at your doorstep, it's a good deal!
The little daughter-in-law, who was still talking just now, took the lead and said, "What you say counts?"
"Count!" Jiang Xiaohu said, "My mother always taught me that men are big husbands, and they should have weight in their words, and spitting and smashing a nail!"
"On-site checkout?" the little daughter-in-law asked again.
"On-site checkout!" Jiang Xiaohu was very sure, "After weighing, the vegetables will be settled immediately." β
"Okay, I'll go back and pick up, when will I collect it?" The little daughter-in-law got up and went home to prepare tomorrow's vegetables.
"Tomorrow morning, at six o'clock. Jiang Xiaohu thought for a while and said.
The people from the Lihua Hotel arrived in the village at four o'clock in the afternoon, and he had to collect the food in advance. What's more, in addition to harvesting vegetables, he also has other processes to do - using black soil to transform.
"Okay, I'll go get ready. The little daughter-in-law led a group of people, and everyone was enthusiastic, and they were very happy when they thought that they were going to make money.
Miao Juhua was not happy, and hummed while snorting melon seeds: "In these years, they are all masters who recognize money but not people, if he Jiang Xiaohu has any good way, can he still think of us?"
This time, no one caters to her. Why? The two cars that came from the village today were clearly seen by everyone.
Those people in the city are all rich people at first glance. Jiang Xiaohu has really found a way to make money!
Jiang Xiaohu saw that eighty percent of the people had gone back to prepare for the dishes, and only a few old women hesitated. But he doesn't mind, these old women's families really don't have much to collect. As for Miao chrysanthemum, hehe, don't sell and pull down.