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"What are you going to do this time?" Chen Jianhua asked Luo Meng in the afternoon, holding a rice bowl in the hallway while eating while fiddling with the computer to select photos.

Xiao Shulin went to the crab field again just after eating. He was outside these days, and he also missed the crabs on the mountain. Seeing that it will be harvest time in a month or two, there must be no mistakes at this juncture.

"Let the people in Xiejia Village weave straw sandals and sell them." Luo Meng chewed the rice, and opened another document, intending to think about the words and sentences that need to be used in the baby details. Luo Xingyou will definitely not be able to do this. This guy is taking the simple route in the countryside. Selling beans and corn is okay, but selling slippers is not.

At this time, Bu Yigua and the others, who had just run to the ditch outside to take some photos, also came back. After the old guy handed in the photos with the old man of the Ma family, he received a big watermelon from Chen Jianhua, and returned it while cutting the watermelon. Discuss: "Eat mine first today, and eat yours tomorrow."

"Oh, it's a pity that our little Rong is not here. Otherwise, ask him to take two photos, and he will be selected. Our little Rong looks good in whatever clothes and shoes he wears." The old man of the Ma family said regretfully.

"We can't finish eating such a big watermelon in one day, so you can bring back a piece for Lao Lin later, why don't you think he hasn't come these two days?" The old Lin mentioned by Bu Yigua refers to Lin Bo up.

The two cut up a big watermelon, sat in the yard and ate it, and invited the old man who was working nearby to eat it together. Although Niuwangzhuang usually does not skimp on food, except for the rationed ones, At other times, if anyone wants to eat watermelon or something, they have to pay for it themselves.

"Learn to raise pigeons from the old swallow." The old swallow in the mouth of the old man of the Ma family refers to Yan Yunkai's grandfather.

"That thing is easy to raise?" Bu Yigua was also a little moved, hearing that pigeon eggs are the most nourishing thing.

"We can't keep pigeons in this yard." Romon said over there.

"Why can't I raise them?" There are so many birds on the mountain, how many pigeons are there?

"There is still grain drying in the yard," said Romon.

"Hey, don't raise it if you don't want to raise it." If you can't raise it yourself, you can spend money to buy it and eat it. Anyway, divination is not bad for the money, so he asked the old man of the Ma family: "In that yard of yours, Is there anyone who sells pigeon eggs?"

"Hey, can it be sold?" The old man of the Ma family took a sip of watermelon juice and said, "That champion pigeon, the young pigeon that hatched from laying eggs, if the qualifications are better, it can easily be tens of thousands. Who is willing to sell this kind of egg?"

"Master Bu, do you want to buy pigeon eggs?" Luo Meng looked around and listened to all directions, and now he seized another business opportunity.

"What are you doing? You don't have any." Bu Yigua said.

"Why not? Don't they have to pay me the rent every month? I'll keep a few young ones to keep and raise pigeon eggs for you. How about that?" Luo Meng laughed.

"We also want it there." At this moment, Martin Liang is not around, and the old man of the Ma family hastily sought supplies for their Jiweilou. According to Martin Liang, the old man also has a share in the Jiweilou.

"Success, I heard that pigeons lay two eggs at a time. We are old friends. I will sell you a pair of pigeon eggs for 50 yuan. How about it?" If you do this calculation, a pair of pigeons can lay eggs every month Three or four times, at least two times, he can sell a pair of pigeons back in two or three months, which is worth it.

"That's a good idea, but can the pigeons raised in the iron shop lay eggs for you in Niuwangzhuang? The price of pigeon eggs raised in cages and free range is not the same." Regarding raising pigeons, Bu Yi Gua also knows a little bit, knowing that this thing loves home the most, and it’s okay to hatch it by yourself, but it’s very troublesome to change hands from others halfway.

"There will always be a way." Romon wasn't worried at all, didn't he still have a spiritual spring in his hand.

"Tell us, what exactly are you going to do with the straw sandals this time?" Bu Yigua was still more interested in Luo Meng and the others selling straw sandals.

"Let the people in Xiejia Village weave straw sandals, and we will sell them for them. I have also contacted the suppliers who sell homemade cloth. They have the bamboo materials for the soles locally. A pair of slippers, including materials and manual shipping, costs 12 yuan to me. For RMB, we can sell purses for 28 yuan from here, and we can earn [-] or [-] yuan for each pair of shoes." Romon's small abacus was crackling.

"You boy, do you even earn money from impoverished mountainous areas?" Bu Yigua shook his head again and again.

"Why don't you make money? This is a good thing for mutual benefit." Luo Meng didn't feel guilty at all. Only a win-win situation can last.

"Isn't the traffic there inconvenient for them?" the old man of the Ma family asked.

"Hey, no matter how inconvenient, there must be a post office in the town? It costs less than two yuan per kilogram to send ordinary parcels to us, and they have to send out hundreds of pairs of straw sandals at a time." Let's spread it out, how much is the shipping fee for a pair of shoes?" Romon had already thought about all these questions.

"Old Zhou, do you think this one will work?" At this time, several middle school students came in from the yard excitedly. Today, Zheng Bolun specially gave them an afternoon off for taking pictures, and also meant to ask them to take a break .

Luo Meng plugged his mobile phone into the computer, carefully looked at the photos he took several times, and selected two of them: "These two photos are good, use them, go to Manager Chen to get a watermelon go."

"Why is there only one watermelon?" The students quit, didn't they agree to get a watermelon for each photo?

"In these two photos, there are our family and Yaya Dabao. Why, do you want to rely on their model fees?" Luo Meng pointed to these two photos and said.It turned out that in order to increase their chances of being selected for this batch of photos, these guys went to the reservoir to find the big dogs and puppies of Romon's family to come out to help out. Not to mention, these ones are really photogenic.

"We'll give them something to eat later!" the students yelled, there are so many of them, how far can a watermelon go?

"That won't work, it's about food refusal training, don't give them food from strangers." After finishing speaking, Luo Meng gave them a trick: "Master Bu is back, you can use his camera, his camera is good, he took pictures The photos look good, no, it’s still early, let’s go out and take more photos.”

"Where else can I go to shoot?" Niuwangzhuang has people taking pictures everywhere, and people have been to Fengdu, and they have also been to the reservoir just now.

"Isn't there a bamboo forest in our village? Don't look at it badly. The framing is good. It matches these shoes. You know there is also a blacksmith shop? There are a lot of pigeons, and there are ancient wells and stone houses. Yes, I’ll make it look good.” For the sale of straw sandals this time, Luo Meng also put in a lot of thought.

"That's fine." Anyway, boys and girls of this age are quite happy to take pictures. Hearing what Luo Meng said, they borrowed the camera from Bu Yigua and planned to go out again. When they were about to leave the yard, suddenly there was a boy Shouted: "Wait!"

"What's wrong?" Romon asked him.

"What if we photograph pigeons at that moment?" the student said in a tone that was about to fall.

"What should I do?" The people in the yard didn't respond for a while.

"Should we pay the model fees for the pigeons?" The little bunny sang and sang very well.

"It's over! There are so many pigeons!" Immediately, other students sang along with him.

"How much is the modeling fee?"

"Oh, it seems better not to go."

"Okay, I'll give you another half." Romon was very flexible, no matter what, the welfare of his own dog still had to be fought for.

"Cut it now!" The opinions of the little bastards were highly unified this time.

In this way, many students flocked to the blacksmith shop this afternoon, posing one by one, and took many pictures of different styles.The most eye-catching one is the one opened by Yan Yun, who is wearing the slippers given by Luo Mengbai and casually stands in front of her pigeon coop, it is a beautiful scenery.

That night, Luo Meng took all these materials to Luo Xingyou's house, and asked them to edit them first, and wait for the first batch of goods from Xiejia Village to arrive in a few days, and then put them on the shelves for sale.

Luo Xingyou also responded to a question to Luo Meng. Before, they were selling agricultural products such as grain. It doesn’t matter if the packaging is sloppy. This time they are selling slippers. If they don’t have a decent packaging, it’s no big deal not good looking.

It was Romon and the others who were negligent, but if you want to customize shoe boxes and other packaging, on the one hand, the cost is relatively high, and on the other hand, it doesn't feel necessary. After all, after customers buy shoes, most of the boxes will be thrown away directly.

However, this is not a big problem. When Xiao Shulin went back that night, he used packing tape to weave a shoe box. It was also reversible like many paper shoe boxes on the market. With buttonholes, this box is not just a packaging box, it can be used as a storage box after the customer receives it.

Because this kind of box is relatively small and the pattern is not complicated, if it is distributed to people in the town to make it, the manual cost is four yuan each.During the period when Xiejia Village sent them straw sandals, Xiao Shulin could send out the work of weaving shoe boxes.

If shoeboxes are added, there is no money to be made by posting 28 yuan wallets. After thinking about it, Luo Meng asked Luo Xingyou to set the price at 37 yuan. Large sealed bags are packed in one pack and shipped directly. If you just buy shoe boxes, it costs ten yuan each, and the shipping fee is extra.

In August, all the fruit trees by the creek on Niuwang Village were bearing fruit. These fruit trees were exchanged by Romon with pistachio saplings and Professor Jin from the Agricultural University. Among them were [-] orange trees. There are more than ten green apple trees, and more than twenty plum trees and persimmon trees.

Among them, the fruits on the plum tree are about to ripen, probably because of the fragrance of the plums on the tree, the birds on the mountain are almost greedy, so Romon erected several scarecrows by the stream, often Groups of birds can be seen wandering around this fruit forest.

"See if there are any familiar ones?" Romon and Xiao Shulin would look here every night when they went back to their hut together.

"Pecked by a bird." Xiao Shulin said as he picked a half-ripe plum from a fruit tree, took it to the stream next to it, washed it, and then bit off the part that was pecked off by the bird and spit it out. Then eat it straight away.

"Is it sour?" Luo Meng frowned and asked, this girl is afraid of sourness.

"It's not sour, but the taste is alright." Xiao Shulin said and handed the plums in his hand to Luo Meng.

"Really not sour?" Luo Meng thought Xiao Shulin was lying to him.

"Don't eat it." Xiao Shulin directly took the plums back, and searched around. Seeing that there were no ripe fruits, he turned and walked towards their hut.

"Give me a bite." Romon hurriedly chased after him.

"Very sour." Xiao Shulin said.

"Then I will eat too." Romon said.

"No."

"I was wrong, give me a bite."

"No."

"Just one bite..."

The two men lingered in the valley, and Luo Meng managed to get a piece of plum meat from Xiao Shulin to eat. The plums were big enough, one probably weighed almost half a catty, and the taste was very good. The flesh is fine and juicy, crisp and sweet, with a strong fruity aroma.

Originally, Luo Meng thought that these fruit trees were brought over by chance, and Professor Jin from the Provincial Agricultural University would not give him any good varieties, but he did not expect that they were also very good.It's just that his fruit trees are still relatively small now, and there are only a few plums on each fruit tree. It would be a pity if they were harmed by those birds again.

Early the next morning, before going to the town to sell vegetables, Luo Meng and Xiao Shulin went to the fruit forest by the stream to catch birds. Those who dared to covet their plums were all tied up with ropes and tied to scarecrows. On this day, the whole valley echoed the screams of the birds.

Originally, I planned to get two dogs to come over and watch, but thinking about the size of their reservoir, the southeast, northwest and Yaya Dabao are there all day. They are divided into two batches, which is probably even more boring.

In the end, Lao Zhou still felt sorry for his dogs and didn't ask them to watch the fruit forest. He thought in his heart that when they marry wives and have children, they can be separated at that time, like hammers, a family It's good to be in charge of one area.

He didn't pay much attention to the plums and persimmons in their family before, but Luo Meng asked Martin Liang that day and found out that the plum tree they planted is called Guiling plum, which was introduced from Japan in the last ten years.However, although the fruit of this kind of plum is good, it is very troublesome to handle, so there are not many fruit growers who grow this variety.

Back then, Professor Jin of the Provincial Agricultural University probably sent this kind of saplings to him because he saw that Romon could grow pistachios alive. As expected, Romon really planted these fruit trees very well.

Within a few days, the plums on Niuwangzhuang began to ripen one after another. There are more than 20 plum trees that can’t be eaten by themselves. It’s a bit wasteful to use such good fruits to make wine. So blessed are the people in Buffalo Town.

The Guiling plums of Luo Meng’s family are mature. Apart from the ones consumed in Niuwang Village, they can still pick more than a dozen or twenty to sell in the store every day. A plum weighs about half a catty and sells for 20 yuan. For some people, it is a luxury.

However, they are still willing to buy it once in a while to honor the elderly, or to reward their own children, or to reward themselves.Every time I eat it, I feel that this day is very enjoyable.