In the afternoon, Wang Dong returned home and wanted to call Zhang Hua.

I only heard the voice on the other end of the phone.

"Toot toot... Wang Dong, you are calling at this time.

Is there something good on your side? ”

When Wang Dong heard him start, he said like this, and responded with a smile:

"Mr. Zhang, I do have something good here.

Isn't this the first thing I thought of you and called you?

On my side, I have a few new bottles of good wine from the sixties and seventies.

There are also soft-shelled turtles and some dry goods, when are you free, do you want to come and see? ”

When I heard it, I made a surprised sound.

"You've got wine from the sixties and seventies!

A few days ago, I heard from a friend that there is a farm in Hanzhuang.

Then there were a few bottles of wine from the sixties and seventies, which were sold out in less than two days.

Then I think about the location, they say, it's like your farmstead.

But without your news, I still don't believe it, it turns out that it's really your kid's wine.

No, I'll have to go over now, and you'll have to keep the wine for me. ”

Wang Dong saw that his voice was so eager, and replied with a smile:

"Mr. Zhang, don't worry, I brought a lot this time.

I didn't tell anyone else that it would be nice if you had time.

No, I also informed you in advance. ”

Over there, Zhang Hua laughed.

"Or you're righteous enough, okay, I'm not going to go today.

I'll go back tomorrow. ”

After saying this, he said a few more pleasantries, and hung up the phone.

Wang Dong here, there is nothing else to do in the afternoon.

Seeing that it was still early, I went to the supermarket in Da Zhuang for a stroll.

After understanding the situation, Da Zhuang told him.

The things produced on his farm are selling well, and it is estimated that they will be sold out in less than two days.

Get his side ready for another batch.

When Wang Dong returned home, he explained to his parents.

However, Wang Dong also clearly felt that the number of small customers on his farm has increased now.

It's all about buying some, eggs, dishes, retail products.

I think this must be the credit of Da Zhuang's side.

That's how Wang Dong's farm is profitable.

Unlike before, you can only make ends meet.

Wang Dong's parents also seem to see hope and no longer nag about opening their own farm.

The next morning, I received a call from Mr. Zhang, saying that he would only come in the afternoon.

Wang Dong had time in the morning, sat in the pavilion and looked at his farm, which was indeed a little too small.

There is no place for a pond or a vegetable garden other than a hill.

Wang Dong saw that not far from his home, there were several pieces of wasteland, some of which were planted with a little grain, and the growth was not very good, and the land was a little barren.

Wang Dong looked at the 20 acres, so he thought about renting it.

Plant some flowers or something to attract customers.

Wang Dong thought so, and when he had money in his pocket, he just did it.

So he got up, went to the village chief's house, and discussed the matter with the village chief.

When the village chief heard Wang Dong say this, he thought that he would also make some money for the villagers.

He nodded and agreed, and he would tell the villagers about it.

Wang Dong was very grateful, nodded to the village chief, and said:

"Give me an acre of land for a year, and I will give him 300 yuan.

You talk to them about it, and if you don't want it, forget it. ”

When the village chief heard that one mu of land was 300 yuan a year, he said with some concern:

"Your price is a bit high, 200 per acre of land is enough.

We rent this land, all of them are rented like this, you give 300 yuan at once, this is not a loss for you. ”

After hearing what the village chief said, Wang Dong felt a little grateful in his heart, and said:

"It's okay to pay 300 yuan per acre of land, but they have to sign a contract, and they have to sign it for 10 years.

So the price I gave was a bit high, and the rental time was a bit long.

But I give this money every year. ”

After listening to this, the village chief thought about it, after all, 200 yuan per mu of land is the current price, and maybe the land price will rise in 10 years.

The village chief thought about it again and looked at Wang Dong.

"Okay, I'll talk about it, don't worry."

Wang Dong nodded, and when Wang Dong was about to leave, the village chief was still behind and said:

"You kid, I'll run errands for you.

How can you still bring a good bottle of wine?

I've heard that this bottle of wine is not cheap on your farm. ”

After listening to what the village chief said, Wang Dong walked out of the courtyard of the village chief's house.

"Can I let you run away in vain, this is my filial piety to you.

If you drink it, it's not worth much. ”

The village chief was full of smiles, watched Wang Dong walk away, and muttered:

"The people in the village don't understand, saying that this kid is not smart.

Coming here to open a farm, I see that this kid is quite capable of tossing, and he will definitely be able to become a big tool in the future. ”

After muttering, he turned back to the house with a smile, holding the bottle of Dong wine sent by Wang Dong, and smiled from ear to ear.

Here Wang Dong returned home and waited quietly for Zhang Hua, thinking that Zhang Hua would come in the afternoon.

I don't know if he came here to eat or not, so he dialed Zhang Hua's phone again.

"Mr. Zhang, you are here in the afternoon, why don't you come here for dinner?

I'll prepare it for you in advance. ”

Zhang Hua's voice came from there.

"Eat, you kid is a good cook.

Today, I also brought the last Mr. Chen to your place for dinner.

You prepare a table for me, don't you say there is a new soft-shelled turtle?

Bring me two, and the wild mushrooms, and give me a little chicken to stew with mushrooms.

If you want to drink, you can bring me two bottles of Fenjiu.

I'll also taste what your Fenjiu from the sixties and seventies tastes like.

For the rest, you kid, just watch and do it. ”

After listening to Mr. Zhang's words, Wang Dong nodded and hung up Mr. Zhang's phone.

Wang Dong instructed his parents to start cleaning up dinner.

When he came, it was convenient to cook, and Wang Dong rested on the bed again.

Looking at the watch, the time was about the same, Mr. Zhang and they were coming, so they got up and cleaned up.

As soon as the area was cleaned up, the sound of a car horn came from outside the door.

Wang Dong stood up and walked quickly towards the door.

I saw Zhang Hua smiling, opening the door for the car behind.

I saw that I got off the car, and I came back to Mr. Chen.

Wang Dong stepped forward and led them into the house, and Wang Dong asked:

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Chen, are you going to eat first, or are you going to fish first."

Because here, they like to fish, and they usually go fishing for a while before they come to eat.

At this time, I saw Mr. Zhang, gave Wang Dong a look and said:

"What kind of fish are you catching today, didn't you kid say, there is good wine?

Don't take it out yet for Mr. Chen to see. ”

Mr. Chen sat there and looked at Wang Dong with a smile.

Wang Dong patted his head and said:

"Look, my memory, when I see a nobleman, I forget it.

I'll get it for you. ”

turned around and walked to the wine rack at the back, took out a bottle of Moutai, two bottles of Fenjiu and a bottle of Dong wine, and put them in front of them.

I saw that Mr. Chen saw the bottle of Moutai, his eyes lit up, and he took it in his hand and watched it carefully.

Mr. Zhang, who was on the side, didn't know how to drink, just smiled and watched Mr. Chen's movements.

Mr. Chen looked at it for a while and said:

"Sure enough, this is Moutai in the sixties and seventies.

Look at this bottle, how well preserved.

It's like just leaving the factory, you kid is really capable. ”

Wang Dong replied with a smile:

"That's a blessing that dragged Mr. Chen."

After speaking, Wang Dong served some more, nuts and snacks. Then said:

"You two eat first, and I'll cook for you."

Mr. Zhang bowed his hand and signaled that Wang Dong could go to cook.