The village chief hesitated for a moment, lit the pipe and took two puffs from the pot and said: "It's not that I haven't thought about it. But there is no hope in Dalian. There are many laid-off companies, young and old, and the locals can't arrange them. I have never been to the south, so I don't think I can come here."
It’s not much better. Let’s talk, I’ll take you for a walk, and if you like something, just tell me, as long as it doesn’t break the law, we’ll sell anything.”
Wang Ai nodded and followed with his family. It is indeed difficult to find a job these days. Shoe factories on the southeast coast require a lot of people, but what they prefer are 17 or 8-year-old rural children who are easy to manipulate, obedient, and can be frightened.
They dare not say anything, especially Taiwan-funded enterprises, which are just like Zhou Bapi back then. People in Guan Nei have many rules, and they often have to be bullied before they can resist. People in the Northeast are ruthless and chivalrous in nature. This will not happen in the Northeast.
The hordes of strong laborers had to fight.
The group of people soon arrived at the door of the aunt's house. Three generations of the aunt's family have lived in a stone courtyard. The old couple lived in the gatehouse. The main house was also made of stone, loess and thatched grass. Of the three sons, the eldest was married, and the other two sons
I'm seventeen or eighteen years old. I look very naive. I don't know what to say when I see people. I just smile in embarrassment and say hello.
The old lady's surname was Li, and the old man's surname was Zhou. They pulled Wang Ai and kept asking questions. Aunt Li kept going to cook and said she wanted to kill a chicken, so Wang Ai stopped her and said she would leave in a while.
, there were still things at home, so he finally persuaded the old lady not to cook, but still secretly ordered the eldest daughter-in-law to boil five or six eggs and stuff them for Wang Ai.
The road was far away and the weather was cold, so Wang Ai felt a little hungry. While listening to the adults talking, he cracked open the eggs and ate them.
As soon as he took a bite, he grabbed Li Lin next to him. The room was a little dark. Wang Ai took the egg with a missing bite and asked Li Lin in a low voice: "Brother Li Lin, do you think the yolk of this egg is red?"
Li Lin looked around and looked carefully at the sunshine outside the door: "Well, it is indeed red, but it is much redder than the eggs we usually eat."
Wang Ai took a hard bite and then squinted his eyes. The unique fragrance of eggs spread in his mouth. It tasted really good!
Opening his eyes, Wang Ai stuffed an egg for Li Lin. Li Lin quickly refused, joking that he was an adult, not as hungry as a child.
Wang Ai shook his head: "I'm not asking you to eat to make you hungry. I'm asking you to taste it and tell me if it's different from what we usually eat."
Li Lin looked around, but he didn't have the nerve to eat, so he had to get up and eat one outside the house. Wang Ai also got up and ran into the courtyard. The two of them concluded that it was much more delicious than what they usually ate, and one was worth two.
It tastes good. The egg yolk is particularly red, the egg white is very elastic, and of course the egg skin is also very thick.
Li Lin was sent by Wang Ai to the car to get back gifts such as candies, tobacco, and alcohol. He was still confused all the way: What is the purpose of studying eggs? What is the little genius thinking in his head?
When he came back and entered the house, he discovered that Wang Bin, Ai Xiaoqing and two other guards were tasting an egg each. Li Lin was amused: "You grew up in a rural area, why haven't you eaten eggs?"
The other four adults were also a little confused when Wang Ai persuaded them to eat eggs. Wang Bin and Ai Xiaoqing believed that their sons were afraid that others would be embarrassed to accept gifts, so they ate their food first. No one noticed the mystery.
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"Auntie, when I came here, I saw that the corn seedlings were growing up, but in a few days the insects will come. What pesticides did you use to kill the insects?" Wang Ai chatted with Aunt Li.
Aunt Li waved her hands and shook her head: "If we can't use pesticides, when the insects come, we just drive the chickens and ducks into the corn fields, and people just keep an eye on them."
“What brand of fertilizer do you use when promoting seedlings?”
The village chief interjected at this time: "Look at the small amount of land in our village that can be cultivated. It's all bits and pieces, and they're all as big as your butt. How can we afford chemical fertilizers? Let the corn stalks you save in autumn grow all winter long.
Just use it when you feel strong."
Ai Xiaoqing felt something in her heart and glanced at her son. With a tacit understanding, the mother and son stood up and walked outside the hospital.
"Son, what do you like?" Ai Xiaoqing asked in a low voice. A group of children in the distance had candy bars distributed by Li Lin in their mouths, chasing and laughing around the van.
Wang Ai said: "Although the mountains are poor, there are also good products from the poor. These eggs are good things."
Ai Xiaoqing frowned: "Although eggs are delicious, there is no shortage in the city. Most people can't afford to eat them every day, but a plate of fried eggs every three days is still fine. Farmers sell them for one and a half kilograms, and hawkers sell them for two
It’s not possible to retail for 1 pound per pound.”
Wang Ai smiled and walked into the house. Ai Xiaoqing said "Hey". Wang Ai ignored it and could only curse in his heart: This child is still in control.
After an hour or two of looking around, I didn’t say what I wanted to buy in the end. The village chief, who was always accompanying me, couldn’t hide his disappointment. Although he proposed to build a new house for the village primary school and brought a lot of condolence gifts, he was trying to save the urgent but not the poor.
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However, we are just a private company, so it would be great if we could do this. If Mrs. Li hadn't been a child, the grass would have grown high on her grave right now.
Thinking of this, the village chief smiled calmly to himself.
Wang Ai, who saw everything in his eyes, still felt a little unbearable. The village chief was a good person. Although he may have been limited by his vision and knowledge, he did not allow the villagers to live a good life, but at least he did not eat too much, occupy too much, wear shabby clothes and talk too much.
There is no difference between them and villagers. You may say that this is just pretending to cry for poverty, but if you look at that face, it is all bones, so you cannot pretend to be poor.
Therefore, before leaving, I still asked the village chief: "Aunt Li's eggs are very delicious. I will buy more next time I come back."
The village chief opened his eyes: "How much do you want to buy?"
Wang Ai smiled and shook his head: "It's hard to say."
The village chief thought for a while, nodded and smiled calmly: "Okay, no matter how much you eat, we will take care of it!"
The group of people said goodbye to the villagers with the half-box eggs forced by Aunt Li. On the way back, the atmosphere in the car was a bit strange. After holding it in for a long time, Wang Bin asked: "What do you mean by that? What is there to consider about these eggs? What is the price?"
That's it. If we specially come to do this business and it's not enough to pay for the gas back and forth, it's better to just throw money into the village."
Wang Ai bared his teeth: "Poor mountain villages are as good as poor mountain villages. I plan to register a new food company after I get home to sell eggs from their village. I have already thought of a name, and it will be called Liaoyang Stupid Food Company."
Wang Bin raised his eyebrows three times: "If you really do this business, we can afford to lose money, but it is quite worthy of its name. It is indeed a food company run by an idiot!"
A whole car full of people laughing, there are very few opportunities to make fun of a little genius.
Only Ai Xiaoqing was thoughtful, and related to Wang Ai's few chats in the room. The fog in Ai Xiaoqing's heart gradually dissipated, and her eyes gradually brightened. She turned to look at her son, and Wang Ai winked at her with a smile.
