Jiang Yang got up and took out two bottles of sparkling drinks from the motorcycle, took out one and handed it to Jiang Ergou.

"This life is like this bottle of drink, half a bottle can quench your thirst, and a full bottle can quench your thirst."

Jiang Ergou listened in the clouds.

Jiang Yang continued: "The more you learn, the more full this bottle will be. There's no denying that every drink has its value. But the ones that can really sell for a good price are the ones that are full. ”

Jiang Ergou shook his head after hearing this: "I don't understand too much." ”

Jiang Yang smiled slightly: "Look at those really top rich people, which one is not a graduate of a prestigious university?" Even if there are a few miracles occasionally, they have been studying hard all their lives. There are many ways to acquire knowledge, but in the current environment, going to school for compulsory education is the most cost-effective option. ”

"I see, you mean to say that if you don't learn, even if you succeed in the future, you will only have a small achievement. If you want to be the best, you still have to have a belly full of knowledge! ”

A hint of heat flashed in Jiang Ergou's eyes.

Jiang Yang thought for a while and said, "There's nothing wrong with understanding it this way. Today's society is as unfathomable as the sea. To survive in such an environment, we need to keep improving. The higher you go, the more important you will be to knowledge. The purpose of letting you study is to lay a solid foundation for learning more knowledge in the future. In other words, if you don't even know words, how can you be self-taught? ”

"I know big brother, I will listen to you."

After hearing this, Jiang Ergou nodded and said: "Actually, my academic performance was quite good before, but my family was too poor, my father died early, my mother was sick again, and my four younger brothers and sisters had no one to take care of." I'm going to don't come out and do some work, and this family can't be sustained. Alas, sometimes I wonder if I were a rich second generation. ”

Jiang Yang nodded and said, "I can understand your situation. Ergou, some people are born with a golden key, but the key does not belong to them, and they may lose it one day. But the person who changes his life against the sky is the real strong, and the wolf can't pick up the meat in his mouth. ”

The breeze blew, and yellow sand rose on the path not far away.

Jiang Yang picked up a stone and threw it towards the wheat field in the distance.

Jiang Ergou looked at his side face and was distracted.

"Big brother, I will listen to you in the future. Don't worry, even if I go back to school now, I will definitely do better than others! ”

Jiang Yang laughed and said, "I believe you." But you didn't read for me, or for your family. In this world, everything can become someone else's, and even a wife may run away with someone. Only knowledge is engraved in your mind, and no one can take it away. ”

Jiang Ergou smiled after hearing this: "Big brother, do you have a wife now?" ”

Jiang Yang was stunned: "Are you listening to the point?" ”

Jiang Ergou said: "There is a key point to listen to, but I am more concerned about the issue of sister-in-law now." ”

Jiang Yang thought for a while and said, "Maybe soon." ”

Jiang Ergou instantly came to his senses: "What does my sister-in-law look like?" Pretty, isn't it? ”

Jiang Yang said: "It should be beautiful, right?" ”

For some reason, when Jiang Ergou asked about it, Jiang Yang subconsciously thought of Chen Lan.

Jiang Ergou wanted to continue to ask, but was interrupted by Jiang Yang.

"Okay, okay, it's almost time to rest, hurry up, it's dark for a while."

With that, he got on the motorcycle, twisted the accelerator and drove towards the village.

The two of them went to the countryside this time with a mission.

Why was Lu Zhenghua able to cut off his fruit channel so easily, Jiang Yang must find out about this matter.

The strategic adjustment only delayed Lu Zhenghua and bought him a week.

Jiang Yang knew better than anyone else in his heart.

If the fruit source cannot be found within this week, then what serious consequences will the Tang Ren Cold Drink Factory face.

The dealer defaulted and the stock was out of stock.

Over time, Tang people's sparkling drinks will completely disappear from the market, covered with spittle and abuse, until they are completely forgotten.

Lu Zhenghua wanted to kill the Tang Cold Drink Factory in this way.

And how could Jiang Yang let him get his wish?

The operation of the Tangren cold drink factory was handed over to Zhou Hao, diplomacy was handed over to Xu Zhigao, production was handed over to Chen Yanli, product maintenance and quality inspection were handed over to Wang Gang, plus an experienced financial officer of Li Yan sat in the middle.

At this juncture, Jiang Yang sneaked out of Shishan County with Jiang Ergou, and he didn't even dare to drive the car.

He had to avoid Lu Zhenghua's eyes, and while he was not paying attention, he had to find a way to restore the fruit supply chain in the countryside.

Tang people need a lot of apples and pears to brew cold drinks, and several towns in Shishan County are big fruit producers. Fruit is no more than other things, the slightest bump can not continue to store, the distance has become a hard wound in transportation.

Before leaving the cold drink factory, Jiang Yang carefully checked the corresponding information on the Internet.

Bypassing Shishan County, the nearest fruit-producing area is also hundreds of kilometers away.

Not to mention that the place is unfamiliar, and it is completely too late to rebuild the fruit supply chain, just such a large-scale purchase, with Lu Zhenghua's power in Shishan County, there may be something to do.

When the time comes, if you delay yourself for ten days and half a month, you won't be able to produce it, and the cold drink factory will be completely abandoned.

After thinking about it, Jiang Yang decided to come down and solve this problem himself.

It was nearly evening.

The dusk sunlight shone on the country road, and Jiang Yang and Jiang Ergou drove their motorcycles speeding by, attracting pedestrians to stop.

Jiang Ergou's home is in Fulou Village, which is a village with a relatively long history.

Due to the poverty and backwardness here, the foundation was laid with red bricks, which was covered with mud, and the beams were built with tree stumps on the top, and the Bowa sheets were evenly smeared with the red mud in the river, which was considered a house.

This kind of house is what ordinary people call an earthen house.

It is precisely this kind of house that accompanies the people here through spring, summer, autumn and winter one after another.

The wisdom of the common people is worthy of praise, and the special structure makes this kind of house not only shelter from the wind and rain, but also achieve the effect of warm in winter and cool in summer.

The weather in October is weird.

It is unusually hot during the day and cold at night.

Most of the villagers could not afford glass, so they tied the windows with plastic sheeting, punched holes and nails in the mud walls, and two hemp ropes interlaced to become windows.

Jiang Yang slowed down the speed of the motorcycle and found that many households were starting to cook on the fire at this time.

Firewood is lit in the stove, and smoke wafts into the air.

The smell of burning branches was mixed with the smell of chicken, duck, cow and sheep dung, and there was not the slightest smell.

This special taste gives a sense of tranquility and peace that cannot be described in words.

"Big brother, the one with the pigsty at the door of the house is my house."

Following Jiang Ergou's fingers, he found a fenced yard not far away.

The branches of the fence were just over half a meter high, and a few wooden sticks were threaded through the door made of hemp rope.

A pigsty was surrounded by wooden stakes at the entrance, and there were three pigs with black flowers on a white background.

A little girl with a ponytail carried a wooden bucket into the trough, pouring something resembling porridge and a slight mist.