Fang Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and said: "Mr. Huang, let me see it this way! You and I will take a step back and only deposit the payment for one week. What do you think? When I get everything done smoothly, it won't be too late to make the monthly payment. However, the first three days are still
Give me cash! After all, we have just cooperated, and one hundred kilograms of Lactobacillus pine mushrooms is a big sum for me."
Fang Xiaoyu thought about it. After three days, the villagers might be able to talk about paying them later.
Huang Shaoxiong thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll say hello to the company's finance officer. I'll give you cash for the first three days, and then we'll pay you on a weekly basis. When you get it right, we'll pay you on a monthly basis. But I said
Okay, you have to guarantee the quality for me."
"A must." Fang Xiaoyu replied happily.
After a while, Huang Shaoxiong called his company's financial manager and purchaser to introduce him to Fang Xiaoyu. The finance manager was a fashionable beauty in her mid-20s, named Chen Bixue, and the purchaser was a man named Huang Song, who was Huang Shaoxiong's nephew.
Just after dinner, Gu Ling called and said that she wanted Fang Xiaoyu to pick up his old bicycle.
Fang Xiaoyu smiled and told Gu Ling that he might not have time to pick up the car today because he was still in the county. Gu Ling was so angry that she wanted to throw his car on the street. After saying that, she hung up the phone.
Fang Xiaoyu knew that what Gu Ling said was angry, so he rode his motorcycle directly to his home. When he got home, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and the villagers were waiting for him to come back in front of the door carrying pine milk mushrooms.
Seeing Fang Xiaoyu coming back on his motorcycle, they all changed their words and called Fang Xiaoyu Boss Fang. Fang Fugui felt happy when he heard this.
Fang Xiaoyu smiled somewhat proudly, got out of the car and chatted for a while with the villagers who liked to watch the fun, and then he was busy weighing the pine milk mushrooms to buy them.
Seeing that they had collected enough 100 kilograms, the villagers at the back shook their heads and sighed, holding up the baskets and preparing to leave.
Fang Xiaoyu immediately stopped them, "Don't leave in a hurry! If there are any pine milk mushrooms at home, bring them all! I still need a hundred catties. By the way, if there are stone frogs and seven-star mullet, etc.,
You can also sell it to me. One hundred and two stone frogs and thirty-five seven-star mullet."
As soon as these words came out, the villagers started talking again. After a while, many villagers came, and Fang Xiaoyu easily collected two hundred kilograms of pine milk mushrooms.
However, these two items, namely stone frogs and seven-star fish, were scarce to begin with. Fang Xiaoyu gave short notice and the villagers did not catch them, so naturally there was no stock.
After finishing his work at almost eleven o'clock, Fang Xiaoyu drank two small sips of the medicinal wine given by Sister-in-law Xiuhua, and fell asleep on the bed. Needless to say, the wine given by Sister-in-law was really effective, and he fell asleep quickly.
However, it was miserable late at night, and I just had some unstoppable dreams about the spring garden. Fang Xiaoyu spent the whole night with Miao Xiuhua. They went shopping with Miao Xiuhua, and went out to restaurants with her.
Yes, the two ended up making out for a long time in the orchard. Fang Xiaoyu was so drunk that he hugged Xiuhua's slender body, as if he was lying on a soft cloud.
When he woke up the next morning, Fang Xiaoyu realized that it was just a dream. He quickly took a bath and hurried to sell pine milk mushrooms.
On the way, Fang Xiaoyu met Miao Xiuhua, carrying a basket of eggs and rushing to town. Fang Xiaoyu rang the horn specially, which startled Miao Xiuhua.
"Sister-in-law, come on up! I'll take you to the town."
Miao Xiuhua turned around and saw that it was Fang Xiaoyu, and couldn't help but scream loudly: "Oh! Xiaoyu, when did you buy a motorcycle?"
"I bought it yesterday. Sister-in-law, come up here! From now on, you can take my motorcycle and you don't have to get up so early." Fang Xiaoyu winked at Miao Xiuhua.
Miao Xiuhua got on his motorcycle without ceremony and gently hugged Fang Xiaoyu with her hands.
"Sister-in-law, hold on tighter. This iron guy can run fast!" Fang Xiaoyu shouted intentionally, and Miao Xiuhua really hugged her tighter.
It didn't take long for the two of them to arrive in the town. The motorcycle was several times faster than the bicycle. It made Fang Xiaoyu feel empty. To be honest, he felt more comfortable riding a bicycle. In that case, he could carry Miao Xiuhua on the road.
Chatting for a while and smelling the faint fragrance of Sister Xiuhua's hair is simply a kind of enjoyment.
"Xiaoyu, there are no pine milk mushrooms for sale today?" Miao Xiuhua said to Fang Xiaoyu.
"Well! I went to the county town yesterday and didn't go up the mountain all day. No!" Fang Xiaoyu replied.
"Oh!" Miao Xiuhua replied, then took out a wad of banknotes from her bag and handed it to Fang Xiaoyu, "Here, Xiaoyu, here is the money I got from selling pine milk mushrooms yesterday, thirty-three pounds, a total of 1,650 yuan. I am
I wanted to give it to you yesterday, but I never met your person. So..."
"Sister-in-law, you take this money first."
"How about that! I can't ask for your money, wages are wages. But I can't ask for money." Miao Xiuhua's attitude was very firm.
"Okay!" Fang Xiaoyu took the money back, handed a one hundred note to Miao Xiuhua and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, you take this hundred first. I have a task for you these two days, and I will definitely pay it back tomorrow.
There will be pine milk mushrooms for sale.”
"Okay, I'll accept the money first." Miao Xiuhua smiled sweetly and accepted the one hundred yuan.
"Sister-in-law, why don't you go up the mountain to pick pine milk mushrooms?" Fang Xiaoyu asked with some confusion.
"Alas!" Miao Xiuhua sighed, "My sister-in-law is from a woman's family. I'm afraid I'll run into bad people when I go up the mountain, and I'm afraid if there's a python or something."
Fang Xiaoyu nodded in understanding. After a while, he went to the market to have breakfast and gave Miao Xiuhua some fried rice noodles. Then he rode a motorcycle to meet Mr. Ling's assistant Xiaotian.
After handing one hundred kilograms of pine milk mushrooms to Xiaotian, Fang Xiaoyu rode his motorcycle and hurried to the Starlight Hotel in the county seat. Because Mr. Huang had greeted the purchaser in advance, Fang Xiaoyu sold the 100 kilograms of pine milk mushrooms smoothly.
, and received the money.
He put the 5,500 yuan into his bag, gritted his teeth, and decided to buy an electronic scale. While his parents were not around, he made up his mind to buy it, otherwise his parents would not be willing to spend the money if they caught up with him.
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When I asked in the store, the electronic scale cost at least 150 yuan. Although it was a bit expensive, Fang Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and bought it. This thing is necessary for business, otherwise he would see his father so tired that he could not straighten his waist.
I feel sad too.
After buying the electronic scale, Fang Xiaoyu bought himself a belt. The money was given by Lu Ping. If he didn't buy it, Lu Ping would definitely blame him if she bumped into him.
After finishing these chores, Fang Xiaoyu hurried back on his motorcycle, as if he were in a war. Along the way, he was secretly glad that he gritted his teeth and bought the motorcycle yesterday, otherwise delivery today would have been a hassle.
Not long after the car arrived, we entered Fengcheuan in Wuzhen. This place is relatively remote and there are very few cars.
Suddenly, he saw a group of people parked on a long slope ahead.
Fang Xiaoyu's heart tightened, and he felt something was wrong, so he slowed down and looked forward. He saw a group of men surrounding a woman riding a motorcycle. One of them had gauze wrapped around his head.
Fang Xiaoyu took a closer look, and the more he looked, the more he looked like the hairy boy who robbed Mr. Ling that day. (To be continued)