Xu Zhinian had greeted Xu Changqing before, telling him that he was going to bring a big man who could revitalize the village economy, and asked him to treat him well, and she would reimburse him for all the costs.

Xu Changqing was convinced of Xu Zhinian, and as soon as he heard that he could make money with everyone, he hurriedly asked his wife to be busy cooking food, and he even went to the entrance of the village to personally greet the VIPs.

Looking at Xu Changqing's flattering and positive appearance, Zhang Guilian secretly gritted her teeth, and was so angry that she was going to die - this time Xu Baoya is going to take the whole village to make money, and she must not have her share, why don't you take her turn in good things? She's her own aunt!

Out of sight and out of mind, these big wives at the entrance of the village all surrounded Xu Zhinian and them, only she turned around and slipped back to her house.

Xu Changqing and Xu Zhinian proposed to take Feng Tao to visit the village first, and the horse widow volunteered to show them the way.

She is the team leader of the shed management team, and directly led people to the four seasons flower shed.

"Master Feng, you see, this is our flower shed, there are eight in total, the temperature is controlled at a constant temperature of 20 degrees, flowers can be planted in all seasons, our varieties are roses, carnations, chrysanthemums, starry ......"

With the introduction of the horse widow, Feng Tao's eyes widened - he thought that there were only one or two flower sheds that Xu Zhinian said, but he didn't expect that there were so many, and the varieties were so rich.

He has traveled north and south for so many years, and he has seen greenhouses, but he has never seen a greenhouse specializing in planting flowers.

"So many flowers, can you sell them?"

Feng Tao felt that the question he asked was quite incomprehensible, but he was too curious.

"Of course it can be sold, it's not enough to sell!" Widow Ma said a little arrogantly: "Bao Ya opened a flower shop in the town, every day there are to buy roses to send objects, as well as to buy carnations to send to teachers, a few days ago we sent out a large number of chrysanthemums here, Bao Ya said that it is an old man for funerals, think about it, use chrysanthemums to decorate the funeral scene, how magnificent and luxurious......"

Widow Ma didn't know that those chrysanthemums were for Old Man Feng.

Feng Tao nodded, didn't explain, and silently took out a small notebook from his pocket, recording something.

"Further down there is our peanut field." Li Changqing enthusiastically pulled Feng Tao through the flower shed and came to the peanut planting area.

"It's time to harvest, Master Feng, your big cart came at the right time, our peanuts are planted and harvested, all peanuts are supplied in a targeted manner, don't worry about selling, and when the time comes, it will be directly pulled to the town's Xiangyang grain and oil store, and people will give the oil pressing machine at the end of the year, squeeze peanut oil, have you heard of it?"

"Peanut oil?" Feng Tao's expression paused - he had heard of it, but he never thought that people in the Northeast could accept peanut oil, and they have been eating soybean oil and meat oil for several lifetimes.

However, Xu Zhinian was able to win the list of "fixed planting and fixed harvest", which shows that this girl is indeed not simple, regardless of the sales after that, at least the risk is not on the villagers, they just need to plant.

"Comrade Xiao Xu, you said before that you would also supply meat products to Jianshe Hotel, I see that your village is so big, how can there be a slaughterhouse?"

"There is no slaughterhouse in our village." Xu Changqing told the truth, and the other villagers who followed also agreed.

Feng Tao frowned and looked at Xu Zhinian, wanting to hear her explanation.

"There is nothing to build, Uncle Feng, you will go to the village chief's house for dinner in a while, and I will contact the matter of building a slaughterhouse, and the results will be available today."

Feng Tao felt that Xu Zhinian's words were a bit bragging, could the slaughterhouse be built with one sentence?

At noon, Feng Tao followed Xu Changqing home for dinner, while Xu Zhinian went to find her target partner.

Everyone in the village knew that if you wanted to buy the best pork, you had to go to Song Yidao.

He is a butcher, but also a breeding expert and half a veterinarian, usually the main business is to kill pigs, the side business is to sell pork, and further to say, he controls the meat supply chain of ten miles and eight towns, that is, to find him, you will find the core of a bulk slaughterhouse.

Xu Zhinian came to the old Song's house, and saw a dark shadow washing clothes in the yard through the gate, so he shouted "Uncle Song" to the back.

The figure in the courtyard froze, did not turn around, and did not answer.

Xu Zhinian raised his eyebrows, and suddenly realized that the person who was busy with his work was not Song Yidao, but Song Chuxing.

Wasn't he supposed to go to school at the budding medical college? How did it appear at home?

"Song Chuxing, why are you back? Is Uncle Song at home? ”

But Song Chuxing didn't look back at her, but went directly into the house and slammed the door shut, what does this mean?

Xu Zhinian was a little puzzled, recalling the last time they met, it was when she went to the budding medical college to find Lin Zhinian, and when she was chased and killed by the uncle at the door, Song Chuxing came to save the beauty and pulled her to the park.

On that day, Song Chuxing made a formal confession, and Xu Zhinian gave him a formal refusal - could it be that Song Chuxing held a grudge?

At this time, the door of the house opened, and Song Yidao walked out, silently opening the door, but did not let Xu Zhinian enter the house, just stared at her and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Uncle Song, I want to partner with you to open a slaughterhouse." Xu Zhinian got straight to the point, and Song Yidao's expression didn't show any surprise - his personality is like this, even if a thunderbolt hits his eyebrows, he won't have any change in expression.

"I'm not going to do business." Song Yidao turned around and was about to go back to the house, but Xu Zhinian grabbed his arm.

"Uncle Song, then I'm going to be unlucky, I signed a first-class supplier contract with Jianshe Hotel, and they promised that all the meat will be supplied by me in the future, if you don't help me, I have to break the contract, I broke the contract, and the whole family can't afford to pay for smashing the pot and selling iron......"

As soon as he heard Xu Zhinian say this, Song Yidao stopped.

Xu Zhinian has already figured out his temper - although he looks fierce and vicious, but in fact he is very soft-hearted, if you want to say that you partner with him to make money, he will not agree, but if you say that you ask him for help, he will definitely be duty-bound.

"How are you going to open it, and where are you going to open it?"

"I want to open it in the town, and the pigs, cattle and sheep in ten miles and eight villages can be collected, and after slaughtering, they can be supplied to the local and county seats, as well as to the provincial capital, and you are the field manager."

"Oh."

Song Yidao cherished words like gold, and Xu Zhinian knew that he had listened to it - if there was no objection, it would be equivalent to agreeing.

"I will solve the funds and sales used for the acquisition, you only need to be responsible for supervising the slaughtering and division of the workers, and complete the work with quality and quantity, and the transportation problem has also been negotiated, I have found a big truck, which can directly run the village, town, county and provincial capital, by the way, your salary is ......"

Xu Zhinian has already thought about it, please Song Yidao to go out of the mountain, you must not be stingy, Song Yidao does not like to be lively, and he is not good at socializing, it is not easy for him to change from "self-employed" to "field manager", and the salary he gives him must be several times higher than the general level.

However, before Xu Zhinian could say anything, Song Yidao waved his hand at her, and said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter how low the salary is, you have to help me solve a big problem, otherwise, I can't leave this house." ”

Song Yidao said, raised his hand and pointed to the door, the meaning was obvious - that big problem was Song Chuxing.