"However, we have to sign a contract and negotiate a purchase." Xu Xiang learned.

Now there are three ways to trade items in an open and honest manner: unified purchase and sales, dispatch purchase, and negotiated purchase. The unified purchase and sale of grain and so on, let's not talk about it. The purchase is a pig, and each household in a village is assigned a task, one a year, and if you raise two, you can hand over one and kill one yourself.

Negotiation means that the commercial department and the supply and marketing cooperative, as the buyer, negotiate the price with a collective or unit. Now, Xu Xiangxue can negotiate with Feng Hua's village on behalf of the supply and marketing cooperative. In this way, he is responsible for selling the goods that belong to him. Of course, it can also be handed over to the top, and he has the final say.

But the above will definitely not give him a price of 1 yuan, he plans to sell it in this supply and marketing cooperative, just this quality, don't worry about selling, this is also a food. He knows the price of dry goods on the black market. If it was a few months earlier, this price Feng Hua would have spoken, and he would have agreed without thinking about it.

"Okay, then I'll let our captain come and talk to you when I have time." Feng Hua said.

"Come on!" Xu Xiangxue said: "By the way, bring something, bring more, I want to inspect the goods." "It's easy to pick a small bag, it's not easy to pick a bag, a few bags, it's not easy to pick carefully, if they can really pick every sack, then there is nothing to say, he still collects.

"Wait for the weekend, he has something to do these days and can't leave." Feng Hua said.

"What could be bigger than this? 1 yuan a catty, your village is in the mountains, there must be a lot of mountain goods, right? ”

"The autumn harvest is the most important thing." Feng Hua said.

Xu Xiangxue stopped squeaking.

In fact, Feng Hua hasn't told "the captain of their village" yet~ These mountain goods, you can't let Liang Qingshan come forward, so Jiatun is a big plain, there is not even a dirt bag, there is no wool in the mountains, walnut trees and hazelnut trees, and one day Xu Xiangxue will take a trip on a whim, and it will be over.

Besides, that is her base camp, she has been exposed in front of Xu Xiangxue, the base camp cannot be exposed in front of him, she is in front of Xu Xiangxue, but she is a big lady.

Feng Hua plans to go to Situn on the weekend to see Cuihua and talk about this matter by the way. Their village is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and some of them are mountain goods.

After the matter was discussed, Feng Hua flew home again. Feng Dagui was waiting for her at the intersection again.

"Xiaohua, your mother and I will leave tomorrow, and there are only a few of your sisters left at home, you can help take care of it." Feng Dagui said directly.

"Leaving tomorrow?" What a positivity!

That must be positive, the closer to the autumn harvest, the busier the village becomes, but he is tired to death, how can a rich man with tens of thousands of family property suffer from this crime?

The two sons took it personally, and there were a few girls left in the family, all of whom were older and could take care of themselves, and they could also take care of chickens, ducks, geese, rabbits, and moreover. In fact, there are more and more rabbits, Feng Dagui has to work again, and Liu Xiaoli doesn't like to work, these rabbits have always been taken care of by several sisters.

Feng Dagui and Liu Xiaoli left, in fact, it had no impact on the girls in the family, and they were even more comfortable. I don't have to do laundry for 2 adults and 2 children, so it's a lot easier.

"Okay, I'll take a telegram if I have something." Feng Hua said: "If you run out of money or get lost, go to the police station and report to the police, and the police will help you." ”

"If you don't have money, the police will care?" Feng Dagui asked.

"Whatever you eat, then send the fare... Right? Feng Hua is not very sure, the future generations will definitely take care of it, but now, whether the police can come up with this money, she really doesn't know.

"At least let them take a telegram for you, make a phone call and talk to the village." Feng Hua said.

"Okay, I got it." Feng Dagui left a little unhappy, this kid hit him from the moment he knew the letter, and always said that he was either lost or miserable, and he didn't expect him to be good at all. Really, he was so scared that he was not half motivated, and it was so scary outside?

Feng Hua looked at his back, thought about it, and went to the post office at noon the next day to take a long telegram to Cai Jianjun.

"Liu Xiaoli was abducted 30 years ago, her family lives in Beijing, near a palace in Xicheng, two big elm trees in front of the alley, there are token gold collars, today and Feng Dagui set off to Beijing to find relatives, no need to receive, just look at the point, don't lose it."

Feng Hua deliberately explained that there was no need to receive them, otherwise she was afraid that Cai Jianjun would look at her face and entertain these two people. She was afraid that it would be easy for him to invite God and difficult to send God, so these two people should not come back after spending the New Year at someone's house.

She really only needs Cai Jianjun to help lead the way, it is best to find Liu Xiaoli's parents' house, and if she can't find it, it will be fate.

"Huh? Why didn't Liu Xiaoli go looking for it in her previous life? Feng Hua wondered. After thinking about it carefully, she thought of the golden locks around the necks of several great-grandsons of the Feng family, in her previous life, she wondered where the old lady Feng got the gold, at that time she was not developed, where did she get the money.

Now that I think about it, I must have melted the gold collar and hit it. Then it is not surprising, DNA was only known to the Chinese in the late 90s, before that, if you want to recognize relatives, you can only rely on tokens, there is no token, you say you are my daughter, is there evidence?

Liu Xiaoli may also know this and die. And after the 90s, she is already very developed, and Liu Xiaoli doesn't need to find those ethereal parents, maybe they will be gone, she just needs to catch the daughter in front of her.

Feng Hua smiled, she really hoped that she could find a grandfather and grandfather now, and see what big drama would be staged in life, there was no long day, it was so boring.

Thinking about it, Feng Hua went out for a spin, and when he came back, he already had a large package on his body, and sent it to Fang Yuan.

After finishing her errands, Feng Hua went back to school, but as soon as she sat on the chair, she "saw" a person outside the gate of her riverside garden, Shen Heting.

She found that she had been using her spiritual power to grow slowly, so when she wasn't farming, she put her spiritual power into the riverside garden to "prevent theft".

Shen Heting knocked on the door, and Qiao Yang happened to be sweeping the yard. He also went to school, but the school was not far from the riverside garden, so he took advantage of his lunch break to clean up the fallen leaves.

It's already autumn, and the yard is full of fallen leaves, and if he doesn't clean it for a day, it's a decadent atmosphere, so he comes three times a day.

Qiao Yang didn't know Shen Heting, but Shen Heting said that he was Cai Yuanjun's husband, and he didn't dare to slack off. The eldest lady explained that Cai Yuanjun was not allowed to be neglected, so Shen Heting had to carry it.

"The eldest lady is out, I don't know when I'll come back, you can come back another day." Qiao Yang said expressionlessly. He really didn't know when Feng Hua would come.

Shen Heting's heart sank, he guessed wrong? Fang Hua is still in Beijing and hasn't returned here?

"She also sent me a telegram ten days ago, saying that she was back." Shen Heting planned to deceive this little doorman. He did receive the telegram, but he was not sure if the telegram was sent by Fang Hua himself.