Cultivation Medicine Farmer

The seeds of the experiment have been planted, and Feng Junhui not only checks the germination situation every day, but also reads the books about cultivation that he got.Not to mention, the germination rate of those vegetable seeds is extremely high, and the germination time is short, and the growth speed is also fast, which makes Feng Junhui very satisfied.However, those low-level spiritual grasses only sprouted a little bit, and they looked like they had just broken their shells. Feng Junhui had to wait at least a year for the spiritual grass to grow.Feng Junhui would be quite satisfied if these spiritual grasses could be planted alive.

But in the eyes of others, Feng Junhui is considered a big idler.If it is an old man, he will be idle if he is so idle, but a good young man is still a man, so he will naturally provoke a lot of gossip if he is so idle.Even Feng Junhui's uncle came over to ask if there was still some open space in his house, whether it was also reclaimed, and he had to find something to do.But Feng Junhui didn't dare to plant it now, for fear of attracting birds and eating all the seeds he planted, so he said he was not busy.

Feng Junhui was not busy, his uncle was in a hurry, and kept persuading him to find something to do.At first Feng Junhui didn't understand what his uncle meant, but later his uncle spoke more directly, asking him to find something to do so that the villagers would not gossip.

After Feng Junhui understood, he remembered an idea he had only recently thought of and said, "Uncle, I happen to have something to ask you."

"what's up?"

"Do people in our village and nearby still go to the mountains to collect dry goods?" This season is when there are the most mountain goods, and he wants to help collect some mountain goods to sell.Don't say what kind of saint he is, the villagers are gossiping about him behind his back, and he still wants to benefit the villagers.Don't look at the monk's face to look at the Buddha's face, at least the folks from generation to generation.And do something so that everyone can't open their mouths to talk about him, and also prevent his family members from listening to gossip.

"Yes, but now the price is lowered by those who collect mountain goods, and it is troublesome for us to transport them out. Every family went to the mountains to pick up some mountain goods and kept them for the family to eat during the Chinese New Year. Generally, no one sells them." Uncle Feng replied.

"That's because the peddler who collects mountain goods cheats people. I plan to start a Taobao, collect some mountain goods and sell them, and I also want to collect some medicinal materials. I happen to have some spare money." Feng Junhui has also learned about these things in the past few days The thing is, their village has also connected to the Internet, but it is telecommunications, which is relatively expensive, more than 1000 a year, and there are no other gifts.Although the Internet speed is slow, it will be enough when not playing games.

"Can this be sold well?" He remembered that the children of some people in the village had said this, but they stopped working in a few days and did not sell a single item.Fortunately, it was a home product, so I didn't lose money.

"Yes! Tomorrow I will make a price list. If anyone wants to sell something, they can take a look at the price. If there is no price marked, you can also tell me, and I will give the price for the things that can be sold." He is not willing to do things, fake ones are fake after all.The things he sells are real, and he would rather spend more money to buy advertising space and other recommended advertisements on the homepage of the website.Although his investment in this calculation is also high, but if it is really done well, the profit in the store will not be bad.

"Okay, I'll go to the village and talk about it." Uncle Feng actually believed in Feng Junhui in his heart, who made Feng Junhui get good grades since he was a child, and he went to university in the capital.Invisibly, the elders in the family trust him.

Just do what he said, he first applied for the store and waited for the review.When Feng Junhui went to the town to pick up the printer he bought online, he talked with the post office about the price of express delivery in the future.The fee is divided into stages according to the quantity sent. The more packages you send, the less postage you will pay for each package.If the business in the store is good, the postage fee will be lower.

The purchase price Feng Junhui gave was quite affordable, especially for wild mountain products, such as wild mushrooms and wild walnuts, which were very expensive.The bacon and eggs made by the villagers are all sold at the price of green food.There is another way of selling, that is, other people set their own prices, and Feng Junhui takes a cut of it. Of course, the money taken is relatively small.

In addition to getting out the mountain products he thought of collecting and the things produced by the farmers themselves, Feng Junhui also got a lot of things that sell better outside and people in the village don't care about on weekdays.There are some wild vegetables and medicinal herbs, including the medicinal materials he needs. He also found pictures and typed them out.

As soon as Uncle Feng told the matter in the village, anxious people came to ask that day.Feng Junhui pushed it until the next day, but in the early morning of the next day, Feng Junhui was surrounded by everyone under the covers.Everyone in the village got up early, especially some old people. They were thinking about this matter in their hearts at the moment, so they went to Feng Junhui's house early to ask.

Feng Junhui stayed on the bed just now, and when he heard the discussion outside getting louder, he quickly packed up and got up.Pass the prepared price list and color pictures to everyone, and talk about the receipt of the goods by the way.Naturally, these price lists will not be specific prices, they are all a price range, and the specific pricing should be based on the things you bring.

When Feng Junhui accepted it, the people in the village were very motivated, and they brought all the stocks at home, fearing that Feng Junhui would not accept it suddenly.Don't look at the family giving one or two hundred or several hundred yuan, within two days, Feng Junhui's family had a backlog of nearly [-] goods.

Fortunately, the store here also passed the review, so Feng Junhui went directly to buy various advertising spaces, and used the store's special software to put the things on the shelves, which was convenient.It cost a lot of money to buy advertising space, but it was not in vain.Even though Feng Junhui's store is still newly opened, orders keep coming.This made Feng Junhui, who had planned to stop receiving the goods for a while, let go of his courage and continue to receive the goods.

However, there are too many orders, but the packaging and express delivery are very troublesome, and the customer service side can't control it.However, there is also an advantage of having too many orders, that is, the post office in the town sent a special person to come to collect the parcels after four o'clock in the afternoon every day.Uncle Feng has also been helping Feng Junhui pack these days, all of which have relieved Feng Junhui of a lot of trouble.

"These things are sold?" Uncle Feng asked with great emotion as he looked at the two large baskets of parcels that the post office staff had just taken away with a motorcycle.

"It should be regarded as sold, and we still have to wait for the buyer to receive the goods. But our things are good and authentic, so there must be no problem." Feng Junhui still has this confidence, and he pays special attention when collecting things.But what he didn't expect was that the business would be so good.Almost all the items collected these days are sold out.It's not that no one plays the family card and wants to shoddy, but Feng Junhui couldn't make the first move and refused them all.

"That's good, that's good." A few days ago, Uncle Feng was worried for a long time after seeing Feng Junhui keep taking money out.

Feng Junhui felt that if this went on like this, he would not be able to get away at all. He was busy until midnight and had to keep replying to customers' Wangwang messages, so he planned to recruit two people.He hadn't planned to make money from the online store, and now it's absolutely no problem to hire two people for the store's income.Thinking of this, Feng Junhui asked his father to post a recruitment notice next to the shop in the town.Those who can come to the village to do things must be from the town, and those whose homes are close to each other will do.

Today's goods have been sent out, and Feng Junhui can only deliver them tomorrow if there is an order.Before it was dark, Feng Junhui went to his simple greenhouse to check the conditions of the seedlings.He has removed all kinds of beans and planted them in the ground, which was turned up with the help of his uncle.They are still arranged in five rows. Although it looks strange to plant them in the ground, they grow really well. Now they have bloomed. The flowers of various beans stand like colorful butterflies among the green leaves, which are very beautiful.

Many people in the village have come to see it, and it is only because Feng Junhui used some growth-promoting medicine, or the seeds are different, that the bean sprouts, radish and green vegetables grow so fast.Some people moved their minds and wanted Feng Junhui to give the seeds, but Feng Junhui prevaricated them.This kind of seed is really no problem, okay, it's an unspeakable sadness...

[Chichi~] A cheerful bird cry sounded above Feng Junhui's head.

"Okay, okay, I brought you millet, and eat it, don't peck my seedlings, you know?" Feng Junhui was already very calm, and took out a plastic bag from his pocket, which contained a handful of millet, and he put the millet Scatter on the ground.

As soon as it was sprinkled on the ground, a few tits flew down from the tree, and regardless of Feng Junhui still standing there, they began to pick up the millet on the ground and eat it.This group of chickadees was the one that first stared at the seeds sown in Feng Junhui's formation.Feng Junhui saw these greedy guys very persistently staring at the field with hurricane feathers from a distance on the tree, looking very pitiful.

Once he brought rice grains to feed these birds, unexpectedly the birds ate them immediately.After feeding them a few times, Feng Junhui has established a good relationship with the birds.Now that all kinds of beans need to be pollinated, Feng Junhui also dug out the feathers of the hurricane, and this group of tits actually started to help Feng Junhui drive away other birds and insects.

Maybe this group of tits regards this place as their own territory and cannot tolerate other birds coming over.Instead, the number of these chickadees has increased.But occasionally there are gluttons who will peck at Feng Junhui's radishes, vegetables and bean sprouts.On the other side of the spirit grass, Feng Junhui has already surrounded it with bamboo strips, and ordinary birds can't get in.

"Que Da, you take care of you little brothers, look at my vegetable leaves, there are almost only stalks left." Feng Junhui stretched out a few millets in the palm of his hand, and after a while, one by one The bigger tits flew to his palm to peck and eat.

As if he understood Feng Junhui's words, this tit, which Feng Junhui called "big sparrow", actually responded with a "cheep" and kept nodding his head.In fact, Feng Junhui is also quite curious, these chickadees seem to be very clever, when other people come, they will not beg for food, nor will they fly over.Que Da is even more clever, he seems to understand everything he tells him, and will do it.

"After the founding of the People's Republic of China, you can't become a genius. Why are you so smart?" Queda stood on Feng Junhui's shoulder after eating the millet, and did not fly away.Feng Junhui took Que Da to check the germination of the spirit grass, while nagging Que Da, Que Da would occasionally reply to him twice with a "cheep chirp".

In this way, one person, one bird, chatting happily.