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This morning, Luo Meng had nothing to do, so he called his former partner Wei Zhuoyang.

"Yo, now that I think about it, I need a call, and I think you don't plan to take these shares anymore." Wei Zhuoyang on the other end of the phone is still the same as before, with a casual and rich face, and Luo Meng I have worked with him before, and I know that this guy belongs to the type of duck swimming. He is relaxed on the surface, but he is working hard in secret. What can he really do?

"How is it? Have the people in our factory finished running?" Luo Meng laughed twice. He has been home for more than half a year, and this is the first time he has called this partner. Sorry.

Wei Zhuoyang had called him before. It was several months ago. At that time, Luo Meng had just bought a herd of cattle, and there was not enough manpower.Wei Zhuoyang called him at ten o'clock that night. For businessmen in their city, ten o'clock in the evening was the beginning of nightlife.

Luo Meng was different. He had already fallen asleep at that time. When the phone rang, he picked it up and looked at it. When he found that it was Wei Zhuoyang calling, he squinted his eyes and pressed the answer button. After a few minutes, he called again. I fell asleep again, and the phone call hadn't finished yet.

This Wei Zhuoyang's mind is smaller than the eye of a needle, and he didn't call Luo Meng in the next few months. On the one hand, because Luo Meng was too busy, on the other hand, because Xiao Shulin was too attractive, he never thought of it. To call him.

"So what if you're done running, are you still coming back to work?" Wei Zhuoyang said.

"That won't work. Brother, I have already taken root in my hometown, and I will never leave again." Not to mention Xiao Shulin.

"Then you still care about whether the workers have finished running?"

"Well, if everyone runs out, let's pack up and sell those machines, and one person can get a share of ten thousand, isn't it?"

"Yo, do you want to break up?"

"Fuck off, I haven't enjoyed the days of doing nothing and getting dividends for nothing."

"Don't worry, the salary we give is high, they are not willing to run away, and you will still get the dividend at the end of the year."

"Then if you say that, I'm relieved."

"By the way, how much blood are you planning to suck from me?"

"What's the rush, at least let me get this year's dividend first." The shares in this factory will be sold sooner or later, and this matter has been thought out by Luo Meng early on.

"How are your cows doing? If not, come back and work with me. The market situation is very good now."

"The situation on my side is also very good. Now that "Hundred Poisons" is coming out, it will be even better in the future. What we are doing is pure ecology." Luo Xingyou said that the orders from their online store in the past two days Great increase, in addition to the melon seeds and beans of Luo Meng's family, a lot of pickles and sauerkraut in the village are also sold.

"Only with your buffaloes?" Wei Zhuoyang also knew about the situation at Romon's side, but he didn't know about farming, so he couldn't chew on this piece of fat.

"Don't look at people through the cracks of the door. I am not only a big farmer, but also a big planter. I will send you some local products from our family in a few days, so that you can follow suit and taste the pure natural and pollution-free products. What is the taste of agricultural products?" It is not easy to run a factory by one person, so at least some food will be sent over as a reward.

"You can have this. My old lady asked me to go home for dinner these days. When it was time to eat, she kept talking to me about this poisonous one and that one that was inedible. It made my ears callous."

"Yo, are you home for dinner? Then I'll get you some more food. Let me tell you, the salted radish my dad made is absolutely perfect, and the side dishes my sister pickled. I'll order it for you then. The people in our town are going crazy and let me tell you, there are quite a few people from other places driving BMWs to buy them, hey, if there are too many, they won’t sell them.”

"Just blow it up." Wei Zhuoyang didn't take it seriously, flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water, domestically produced and imported, what good food has he never eaten, and how can he be shocked by the few small dishes in their house?

"Just wait, my buddies will remind you, take it easy and don't swallow your tongue." Romon said boldly.

"Then hurry up, don't be stingy and reluctant to pay for the courier fee, just send it as soon as possible." In the past, Romon was like a money jar, he could only get in and out, and he had to save any money he had. A few hundred thousand, not to mention buying a car and driving, eating fast food and taking the bus all day, Wei Zhuoyang talked about him a lot about this.

"Don't worry, I will send it to you today, and I will receive it the day after tomorrow." According to Romon's nature, even if he has some assets now, he still needs to save money. If you want more, let him take the logistics.

After hanging up the phone, Wei Zhuoyang didn't take Luo Meng's bragging seriously, he was just a little curious, what exactly did this kid grow when he went home to farm.

If this land is well planted, the future prospects will be good. Now that the whole country is making a fuss because of a "Hundred Poison Spectrum", it is a good time for some farms and villages to establish a brand. It's a long way to go.

Nowadays, farming is indeed a business where you can vaguely see some money. Early this morning, when Luo Xingyou turned on the computer, he saw the little blue avatar jumping there. Now most people are used to self-service online shopping. , Don’t talk about the price, just buy the things, Luo Xingyou will take care of the delivery, especially for some repeat customers, they are very refreshing.

Generally, if you need to consult, most of them are to change the shipping fee, and occasionally you can encounter a counter-offer, but this time it is a bit different: "Boss, do people in your village only sell these things? Are there other things? Is no one selling it?"

"I'm afraid there isn't much rice. Over the years, each household has grown less, which is basically enough for their own food."

Luo Xingyou was wiping his face while typing on the keyboard. He and Zhao Xiaping both slept late last night, mainly because there were more people shopping online at night. Although they could no longer deliver goods to them at that time, the couple would still pack the orders for that night. In the past few days, they have been pulling beans from Niuwangzhuang one by one in the past few days. Luo Meng will keep a total number, and he doesn't care who buys how much.

"Ask for me, the price is negotiable." The other party quickly replied.

"That's not cost-effective. Let me tell you the truth. Before the people in our village planted rice, they also had to use pesticides and chemical fertilizers. Otherwise, the millet would not grow well. The situation is better this year, but the rice in our village now, at the latest. It was harvested last autumn, and this year’s millet is still in the field, and the new rice hasn’t come down. If you are willing to pay, go to the supermarket and buy rice.” Luo Xingyou said one thing, two things, and he didn’t hide it. Those who are tucked in will tell others the truth.

"Boss, you don't know how bad those rice dealers are now. According to our rural situation, the millet is usually beaten back and stored in the barn without shelling. It is not easy to spoil after a year or two. What about the finished rice now? They are all sold without their shells. How long can the shelled rice be stored? There is no one that is not bad. What to do if it is broken or lost? It is impossible. Have you seen it? Many businessmen are so bad now that they dare to add anything to their food. I will ask you to buy rice. In fact, I just want to buy one. Don’t worry, we grow it in the countryside for our own food My millet, it won’t be too far-fetched, will it?”

"What you said makes sense. I'll help you go to the village and ask for it later." Luo Xingyou heard that the other party was quite reasonable, so he agreed to ask for him. Anyway, he will have to go to other people's houses in the village to distribute the goods later. Pack it, it's not troublesome to ask.

"Then trouble you."

"How much do you want?"

"I want fifty catties first, can I go through logistics?"

"Sure, how much do you think the price is suitable for?" If the price is not good, the people in the village probably don't want to sell it very much.

"I think more than three yuan is quite appropriate. You can decide the specifics. It's best not to exceed four yuan."

"That's fine, I'll get back to you around noon."

Afterwards, Luo Xingyou received several customers one after another, sorted out all the packing lists that would be packed by other people in the village later, and then Zhao Xiaping got up to make breakfast. They mentioned selling rice.

Village head Luo Quanshun and his mother-in-law Cao Fenglian were also a little tempted when they heard that someone was willing to pay three to four yuan for the rice in their village. Although the price of grain has risen in recent years, the surplus grain in their village is sold to the town. , a catty of rice is only a little more than two yuan.

It takes more than half a year for a paddy field to plow and prepare the soil in spring, raise seedlings and transplant rice seedlings, weed and fertilize in summer, and then collect fertilizer in autumn.

During these times, farmers must always pay attention to the conditions in the rice fields. When it rains heavily, they must release water in time to prevent the ridges from being washed away. The people in the village have to negotiate with each other, and the people in the lower ridge want water, they have to pass through the rice fields in the upper ridge. In the past when they were poor, people in the village often quarreled over these things.

With such hard work, the rice is grown. Sometimes, one mu of land can’t harvest a thousand catties of millet. After drying and shelling off, it’s not bad to have about seven or eight hundred catties. The harvest varies from year to year. There is a big discrepancy. In a year with bad weather, it is possible that there will be no harvest.

These seven or eight hundred catties of rice cost two yuan per catty. After deducting the seed money, fertilizer money and pesticide money, excluding labor costs, one mu of land can earn about 1000 yuan?

It's no wonder that people nowadays are unwilling to farm land, especially in mountainous areas, where mechanized production cannot be introduced. Farming depends entirely on the labor of humans and animals, which is hard work and does not make money. If you earn a lot in three months, why don't you go to work?

Now I heard that some people are willing to spend more than three yuan to buy millet in their village. It can earn about [-] yuan a year with five acres of rice.

"Xingyou, just our rice can sell for more than three yuan?" This is a good thing, but Cao Fenglian still doesn't believe it. What if someone buys it back and sees it is different from what he thought, then what? manage?

"Don't worry, I've made it clear to him that when people buy our rice, they buy it for peace of mind." Luo Xingyou was weighing Cao Fenglian's dried cowpeas with a steelyard at the moment. Some customers asked for miscellaneous things. You want a little bit from this one, and a little bit from that one, and it takes a lot of work to pack them up.

"What are you afraid of? You don't want to sell me." Wu Dongmei interrupted immediately. He saw Luo Xingyou riding a tricycle to the village head's house at the door of his house just now, and she followed her if she was fine.

"How much millet does your family have, and you still have to sell it?"

"Fifty catties of rice can still be obtained evenly. Isn't the rice in this field almost ripe, and you are afraid of starvation?"

"You can do it. You have made a lot of money selling dried sweet potatoes these two days. This time Xingyou came to our house first. I will sell this rice. Don't grab it." Cao Fenglian happened to have a lot of millet at home.

Wu Dongmei, a woman, planted a piece of sweet potato early this spring. She originally planned to collect a batch in summer and sell it in the town. Because the season is early, a catty can be sold for one yuan, two, or one yuan. You can earn some money in one summer.

Unexpectedly, Luo Xingyou and his family set up an online shop this year. This Wu Dongmei was already close to Zhao Xiaping, and Zhao Xiaping didn't find her annoying when she asked this and that. Later, for some reason, it reminded her to make dried sweet potatoes this time. Here comes the matter.

Wu Dongmei took a small hoe and went up the mountain. When she reached the sweet potato field, she dug it in from the side, picked the big ones and put them into baskets, and kept the small ones to grow. In the ground, it is necessary to dig the big ones without hurting the small ones, which is also a skill.

This basket of sweet potatoes was carried home, and Wu Dongmei burned a big pot that night, put the cleaned sweet potatoes in the pot, boiled it for a while, then simmered it on a low fire for half a night, let it cool the next day, and cut it into pieces. Sun-dried sweet potatoes in slices.

She put these dried sweet potatoes on the online store, selling them for ten yuan a catty, and there were quite a few people who sold them. The sweet potatoes in Wu Dongmei's field didn't grow as fast as she dug them, which made her weeding and digging them up recently. The topdressing is treated very meticulously. People in Dawan Village have grown sweet potatoes for hundreds of years, and there has never been any sweet potato field that has received such treatment.

When the people in the village saw that she had made money selling dried sweet potatoes, they were envious, but there was nothing they could do. The sweet potatoes in their field were not yet ripe, so they could only stare blankly at the moment.

"Xingyou, what do we have in our family today?" Wu Dongmei didn't argue with her either. She has been earning money these days, so it's not difficult to be generous once in a while.

"You only have five catties of sauerkraut at home in the morning."

"That's fine, you don't need to make a special trip, I'll bring it to you later."

"Okay." Luo Xingyou smiled. This person is running a pretty good online store now, and he is considered a celebrity in their village, but he still looks like he used to be honest and easy to bully when he smiles.

It just so happened that the village chief’s family also went to the town to collect rice recently, and by the way, they added fifty catties, and the price was set at three and five yuan. People in the village were not greedy. It must be sold for four yuan. Now the price of rice in the town is about two and five yuan, and it can be sold for three and five yuan on the online store, which is enough.

The business in the village here is going smoothly, but there is a small cold wind blowing between Luo Meng and Xiao Shulin.

"My dad plans to grow grapes at the blacksmith shop." Xiao Shulin was not in a hurry to go back after dinner that evening.

"How much does he plan to plant?" Luo Meng looked at Xiao Shulin, feeling a little nervous. Luo Meng was still not sure about Boss Xiao's temper. If the old man planned to do something big, then Xiao Shulin would not go back to help ?

"Just plant more than ten acres."

"how about you?"

"We've been opening up wasteland for a while, so we must help him."

In fact, Xiao Shulin is also a little bit embarrassed these days. He came to Niuwangzhuang before under the banner of recuperating his injuries, but now his injuries are almost healed. Every time he was asked by some unknown people, he felt very uncomfortable.

"Then fertilizer will be used at that time, so you can come and pull it directly." Of course, Romon hoped that Xiao Shulin could always stay within his reach, but he couldn't ignore Xiao Shulin's feelings.To put it bluntly, the relationship between the two of them has not been made public yet, and the name is not justified, so it is not easy for him to ask Xiao Shulin to stay in Niuwangzhuang all the time.

"Well, I come here every morning to practice martial arts." Xiao Shulin said, pulling a weed on the ground.

"When I save some more money, I will give us our hut."

Luo Meng has chosen the location of the hut, it is in the depths of the valley, along the stream beach into Niuwangzhuang, there is a sunken valley inside, the stream forms a waterfall there, and there is a not-so-small piece beside it. Luo Meng plans to renovate this area and build a small two-story building.

This place is far away from the cowshed and terraced fields outside, and the terrain on both sides of the valley is relatively steep, which is not suitable for farming. He and Xiao Shulin will live here in the future, and it will not be easy to be disturbed.

Xiao Shulin told Luo Meng about this the day before, and he didn't come to Niuwangzhuang the next day. Luo Meng sat on the ridge of the hill for a long time, unable to do anything.

After a hard day, at three o'clock in the morning the next day, Huang Daxian and Erqian Wu came to visit on time. Even though he knew that the rats in the big snake's belly probably had no left ear, Romon didn't raise any objections. There is no intention of cutting off its spiritual spring water.

what else can we do?Could he still take the initiative to ask for inspection?

Of course, the main reason is that Romon doesn't want to get entangled with these two right now. He hasn't seen Xiao Shulin for a whole day, and now he's going to wait for him by the side of the road outside their yard. .If Xiao Shulin missed him too, he would definitely come early today.