Chapter 681: Pretending to be confused

"Crops and flowers depend on fertilizer."

Every year, a large vegetable grower, Rouzila, will come forward to buy the manure of chickens, ducks, geese, horses, cattle and sheep from many families in Piyazi Village for fermentation.

Vegetable cooperatives use the base fertilizer as a ridge application before the vegetables are planted.

Miao Miao knew that the vegetables in this cellar must be organic vegetables, which was nothing to say.

It's just that because the planting was late in the late autumn, it didn't roll the heart tightly.

Miao Miao stuffed her phone into her trouser pocket, didn't squeak, and silently turned around and climbed towards the ladder in the cellar.

Before he came to work in Ningnan County, nearly half of the vegetables stored in the 20 fresh-keeping warehouses of Ningxi Liangyan Company had been sold.

There are still three or four months of long winter to go.

Miao Miao firmly believes that this little vegetable in the cellar of Rouzila can be easily sold.

Now the key is the issue of price, and it is important that both buyers and sellers agree that the price is appropriate.

Rouzila roared and followed behind Miao Miao's ass and climbed out of the cellar.

He anxiously asked, "Secretary Fu, what's the matter, can you help sell it?" ”

Miao Miao looked at the anxious Rouzila, and unhurriedly probed to the bottom, "How much do you plan to sell per kilogram?" ”

Rouzila paused slightly, and stretched out a finger towards Miao Miao, "Generally, cabbage is now 8 cents, and I have organic vegetables, at least one yuan." ”

"If the customer buys it all, how much?" Miao Miao asked.

Rouzila deliberately made an expression of reluctance to cut love, and gave in: "Let me give up to 5 cents." ”

Miao Miao knew in her heart, "Okay, I'll ask later, I have a message to call you back, our cooperative must ensure the quality of vegetables, and we will have to deal with it in the future, but we can't smash the future business with a hammer." ”

Rouzila was relieved, took Miao Miao's arm and said enthusiastically: "Eat at my house at night." ”

Miao Miao waved her hand and declined, "Thank you, the canteen has left me food, let's go back to the village to eat." ”

Han Wen received Miao Miao's request for help, and looked at the Chinese cabbage in the video, although the leaves were not very good, and they were all scattered, but the leaves were tender and green, and they were picked into the cellar at a glance.

He also listened to Miao Miao's introduction that these cabbages are all organic vegetables with farmhouse fertilizer.

According to the small amount of inventory in Liangyan Company and the future market demand, he discussed with Bai Lun, and the two of them finalized the purchase of all the vegetables in the Rouzila cellar.

In terms of price, it can only be purchased at the price of 9 cents a kilogram.

Rouzila, who has produced and sold Chinese cabbage for many years, and his cooperative members have a psychological expectation of selling Chinese cabbage that is not good at rolling their hearts, and their psychological expectations are 5 cents higher than that of ordinary Chinese cabbage.

Although the bottom line of his offer to Miao Miao is nine cents and five, there is still room for bargaining.

Miao Miao promptly notified Rouzila that Liangyan Company would purchase it at a price of 9 cents a kilogram.

Rouzila snickered happily in her heart, and said reluctantly in an embarrassed tone: "For Secretary Fu's sake, nine cents will be nine cents." ”

Miao Miao, who has long understood the vegetable sales market in Piyazi Village, knows that Rouzila is cheap and sells well.

He pretended to be confused and commanded the other party's army, "Oh roar, what's like this?!" Then you will lose a lot of money by selling nine cents. Then forget it, don't look at my face, then I'll give the customer a reply now, you wait to sell nine cents and five cents, and you won't let them run in vain tomorrow. ”

After hearing this, he hurriedly begged: "Don't, don't, Secretary Fu, this price sells well, we retailed it for nine cents some time ago, and now the wholesale price is nine cents, which is very good, and the flax is good." ”

Miao Miao heard that the other party had exposed her bottom, so she stopped chasing and fighting, and accepted it when she saw it.

He giggled on the phone at the flesh of the flower child, "Oh roar, what's going on?!" Brother Rouzi, we are all sons and dolls in the countryside, dealing with me, it's really a little sprinkled, and you still treat me as an outsider. ”

Rouzila apologized repeatedly on the phone, "I'm sorry, Secretary Fu, I won't lie to you in the future, I promise that I won't have to boil water in a wooden bucket again." ”

Miao Miao knew that in Piyazi Village, Uyghur farmers and herdsmen used "wooden barrels to boil water" to describe a person as unreal and vain.

He accepted it when he saw it, and he didn't delve into it, "Okay, you cooperative members are ready, there will be more people loading the truck tomorrow, and you can load it quickly." ”

The meat on this side squeezed her eyebrows happily and agreed.

In the afternoon of the next day, Liangyan Company sent a car to load the vegetables in the cellar, and paid for it by weight, which was neat.

Han Wen took the opportunity to visit the place where Xia Miaomiao worked and lived.

He stood in Miao Miao's humble dormitory and couldn't help but sigh.

What kind of dormitory is this?!

A room of about 10 square meters with a wooden single bed in the northeast corner.

There are two desks by the windows on the south wall, stacked with neat rows of file boxes.

On the table in the southwest corner is Miaomiao's laptop.

Next to it are the reference books of grassroots cadres, "Rural Grassroots Cadres in the New Era", "Basic Spoken Uygur Language", "Kazakh Common Expressions", ......

An electric kettle, a water cup, and a roll of toilet paper on the table are Miao Miao's daily necessities.

There is no toilet in the dormitory, and you have to use the dry toilet outside to solve the problem.

Han Wen thought to himself, this civil servant's dormitory is too simple.

He let out a long sigh, said nothing, put his hands behind his back, shook his head and walked away disappointed.

He never expected that the village environment of Piyazi Village was quite good, but the food and lodging conditions of the cadres stationed in the village were so poor.

Hey, if you let him work in this environment.

He can stay for five or six days if he dies, and he may become a "deserter".

On the weekend when Han Wen left Piyazi Village, he and all the members of the "Interracial Brothers" came to Piyazi Village with their families to comfort Miao Miao.

They didn't inform Miao Miao in advance, and they were going to give Miao Miao an unexpected surprise.

Miao Miao was sitting in her office holding a copy of "Introduction to Uyghur Spoken Language" and reading it, but she couldn't read it.

In the past two days, some villagers have not been satisfied with the price of land that has been transferred at a low price in the past few years, and some are ready to think of the signs of petitioning in the county.

In the confusion of his thoughts, he threw aside the textbook for learning bilingualism, pulled out a cigarette and lit it.

With his back to the doorway, his long legs resting on the windowsill, he leaned back in his chair, letting the smoke curl up in his hands, his eyes staring out the window.

They pondered how to properly solve the problem of peasants' land circulation.

Recently, many towns and villages in Ningnan County have experienced economic disputes caused by land transfers.

A few years ago, the prices of agricultural products were unstable, the water from the canal on the south bank of the Ningxi River had not been used for irrigation, and the common people had no money to earn from planting crops, so they all transferred the land outside their own food rations at low prices.

Some people have a one-time circulation of 30 yuan per mu for 20 years, and some people have a one-time circulation of 50 yuan per mu for 10 years.

These ordinary people who have transferred land have long spent the land fees for one-time circulation.

Now, the land transfer fee has risen to 800 yuan, or even 1,000 yuan, and these people have repented again.

In various townships and towns, there have been economic disputes or petitions caused by peasants' repentance.