Niu male

This afternoon, when Luo Xingyou went to Niuwangzhuang to pack the order, he brought a courier to Lao Zhou by the way.It was a big cardboard box, tightly wrapped with transparent glue on the outside, and it was very heavy, at least twenty or thirty catties.

"Well, it's a thing, this is, isn't it a stone?" Fatty Hou walked around the box, but couldn't see what was in it.

"It looks like a potato to me." Liu Ruhua stood aside holding their baby.

"Is our Niuwang Village short of potatoes?" Bian Dajun disagreed with her guess. They recently dug up a few potato fields at Niuwangzhuang, and there are a lot of potatoes, big and small, piled up in the warehouse. Send them potatoes.

"Maybe our old Zhou is going to improve the potato seeds? Like this year's watermelon." Liu Ruhua still thinks it should be potatoes.

"The packaging is too simple, and the box is deformed. I think it's either potatoes or sweet potatoes. It's not expensive anyway." Na Maocheng is also resting in the yard at the moment.

"That head should be the size of a fist?" Although it was separated by the box, when Fatty Hou moved it just now, the things inside seemed to be rolling.

"It's potatoes, they can't run away."

"Maybe sweet potatoes, too."

"Maybe it's a Chinese herbal medicine, Luo Han Guo or something like that."

"Arhat fruit isn't that heavy, is it?"

"Open it and have a look."

"Don't you want the Mid-Autumn Festival benefits?"

Some time ago, someone sent a box of Shijiao to Lao Zhou. These people opened it, looked at it, and then ate it up, which made Lao Zhou quite opinionated.At this moment, the Mid-Autumn Festival was about to come, and it was the time when Niuwangzhuang was about to distribute benefits, so I didn't dare to provoke him again at this juncture.

"Why hasn't Lao Zhou come?" These people were quite curious about the box.

"How about we take a guess?" someone said.

"How do you guess?" Everyone asked.

"How about a catty of pork?" Niuwangzhuang is about to give out Mid-Autumn Festival benefits.

"Come, come, come, one person writes a note and puts it in this cup, and one person bets a catty of pork, whoever guesses correctly will get it."

"If two or three people guess correctly, then it will be divided equally."

"Hey, don't get so close, why, want to smell it? That's against the rules."

"Then let's draw a line here, no one should cross the line, only observe from outside the line."

"The 15-minute countdown starts now."

When Lao Zhou entered the courtyard, he saw such a scene.

A box was placed in the middle of the yard, and a crooked circle was drawn about one meter away from the box. Outside the circle, a group of long-term workers in their family were stretching their necks to observe.

"What are you doing?" Why are you so free, do you want to find something for them to do?

"Hey, old Zhou, don't tell me what's in that box, wait until we finish placing our bets." Seeing him coming, someone shouted from the yard immediately.

"I don't know what's in it." Lao Zhou walked over to look at the box, and then asked those people: "What are you betting on?"

"Each person bets on a catty of pork, and whoever wins will get it." An old man working over there said with a smile.

"That's not bad, I want to play too." A dozen people, that's a dozen catties of pork.

"..." Everyone fell silent.

"It's over, it's over, the game is cancelled." Liu Ruhua waved his arms to signal that everyone should leave.Lao Zhou's eyes, nose, and ears are all bad. Playing with him, isn't it a rush to save him pork?

Half a minute later, these people voted furtively behind a pillar in the porch again. The game was not cancelled, but Lao Zhou was not allowed to play.

"Hey, I don't know what's in it, I'd better carry it back and have a look." Lao Zhou picked up the box and was about to leave, but he was dragged back by those people before he could go a few steps.

After the joke, the answer was soon revealed. Lao Zhou took a utility knife that Luo Zhifang handed him, lightly scratched the cardboard box a few times, and opened the box...

What caught my eye was a box of ugly pears with green skin. The background color of the pear skin was blue, and the outside was covered with a layer of rust-like things. It smelled like pears and wood. The most amazing thing is that the cartons used for express delivery are so deformed that the pears inside are not bumped.

"This pear is amazing. It has such a thick skin." Chen Jianhua picked up a pear, looked at it, and said with emotion.None of them guessed on the fruit, so naturally there was no winner or loser in this bet.

Lao Zhou took out his mobile phone, opened the fruit forum he often visited, and looked. Sure enough, there was a message that a certain fruit friend said that he had sent him a box of iron pears from his own mountain, and asked him to check and collect.

"It turns out that this thing is called an iron pear, no wonder the skin is so thick." Fatty Hou had already started peeling the skin, after a few times, he cut out a piece and handed it to Liu Ruhua.

"Delicious." Liu Ruhua took a bite and praised.

"Give me a taste too."

"I've never eaten this kind of pear."

"I seem to have eaten it when I was a child."

"There are still such pears these days."

"Looks like a pear."

"Ordinary sand pears don't have such a thick skin."

"It's easy to deliver, and you can send it directly as potatoes, so you don't have to worry about falling."

"Old Zhou, we can eat this pear."

"Eat it, let everyone in the yard try it."

For this box of pears, Lao Zhou took three of them himself, one in his left pocket, one in his right pocket, and the other was peeled and eaten. He sat in the cafeteria and read the posts on this fruit forum while he gnawed.

The fruit friend who sent him pears has to say that his vision is very long-term. As early as more than ten years ago, when the fruit farmers around him were swarming for sweetness and size, he had already noticed some pears. Western countries favor organic fruits, and think that in China, this will also become a trend, but it is only a matter of time.

As for growing fruit, it is a long-term investment in itself. It is difficult to catch up with the trend and win. If a fruit tree is planted, it will not bear much good fruit without a few years of care.

In the past few years, seeing other people's families earning money from new varieties of fruit trees, he was secretly anxious, but he was stable anyway, and insisted on growing pears while planting other fruit trees to ensure income.

The past few years have been good, and he finally managed to get ahead. The business of their online store on Taobao is getting better and better, and they have a group of loyal customers. Every year until autumn, the fruit of this year is basically It's already sold out, and the price is still very good.And their pears have a particularly big advantage, that is, their skin is thick. As long as they don't put them under the wheels and roll them, there is generally no need to worry about too much loss in the logistics process.

Lao Zhou dug out a few of his posts, and found that this person is now selling not only fruits, but also fruit seedlings, in large quantities.

Because the business of their Taobao store is good, the pears they grow are not worried about being sold, and there are quite a few people who follow the trend to buy seedlings, but when their pear trees start to bear fruit on a large scale, this guy just relies on selling seedlings. It is estimated that he has already made a lot of money.

Lao Zhou looked at this inspirational legend, and took a bite of the pear in his hand. The flesh is fine and crisp, sweet and juicy. It tastes really good, and I heard that their pear trees are particularly resistant to poverty .

Lao Zhou sent a message back to the other party, saying that the pears have been received, and when the Huojing persimmons on Niuwangzhuang are ripe, they will also send a box for them to taste.

Not long after, Xiao Shulin came back with Houwazi, and Lao Zhou took out the two pears in his pocket and gave them to them. The father and son went outside to wash and peel the pears, and they ate them sweetly while standing on the porch. .

"Old Zhou, these pears are really good to eat. Let's grow some at Niuwangzhuang." Bian Dajun also entered the cafeteria at this time. He also took one from the box of pears just now. There were many people in the yard. I don't have the nerve to take more.I was not willing to eat it, so I put it in my house. Chai Fengxiang is still working in the chicken coop at the moment, and I plan to save the pear for her to taste. Eating is not too economical. I have bought pears several times since the end of summer this year, but they are not so delicious.

"Let's talk about it." Lao Zhou smiled, as if he was not very positive.

"..." Seeing him like this, everyone didn't ask any further questions, thinking that he might have other plans.

In the evening, after returning to his hut, Xiao Shulin couldn't help but also asked him: "Aren't you going to grow these pears?"

"Grow it, why don't you grow it?" Lao Zhou said.

"..." Xiao Shulin was silent for a while, unable to figure out how the twisted intestines in this guy's stomach were twisted, so he asked directly: "Then why did you say that in the courtyard?"

"You don't know, this pear grower is very shrewd this time." Lao Zhou explained that if he knew that he really wanted to grow pears like his, that guy would have to sit on the ground and raise the price. It's not 01:30 that's bad.

"Why can he squat in front of the computer to find gossip from us?" Xiao Shulin laughed.

"Why not, I'll definitely have to do that if I want to change it." Anyway, this year his pears are also sold out. The price of the fruit seedlings is one high and the other low. The same cost, casually It would be enough to pay a hundred or ten fruit seedlings, or even more.

"This is too willing to work hard." Xiao Shulin shook his head and said.

"Take it easy, don't talk about it." Lao Zhou instructed.

At this moment, in the north of the old Zhou's house, in the next province, a father and son were sitting at the dinner table drinking.

This year's pears were sold at a good price again, the old man was very happy, and his son said that in the next few years, there will be no too strong competitors, after all, fruit trees take several years to grow. If you are in a hurry, you can't be in a hurry.

"Son, what do you mean by that old Zhou? What does he mean?" The old man picked up the mobile phone on the table and looked at it, then raised his head and asked his son.

"It probably means that our pears are of the same grade as their persimmons." His son said after taking a sip of his wine.

"Then we can't grow persimmons, why do we need persimmons?" The old man still looked down on the persimmon trees in Niuwangzhuang.

"If you want to grow it, you must grow loquats, and try some bayberry seedlings to see if it can grow well." His son also said the same.

"Then you said... this loquat seedling, probably need to exchange several pear seedlings?" The old man felt sorry for his pear seedlings, and now is the time to sell them, and one can sell for a lot of money.

"Let's see the situation first, that guy is smart." His son said.

But no matter what, the investment that needs to be made still needs to be made, or in a few years, all the pear saplings they sold will bear fruit on a large scale, so how can he make money by then?Lao Zhou kept silent, probably because of this, tsk, anyway, it can save a fruit seedling.