The kitchen of a farmhouse has never been very elegant. The stove is dark, the floor is dirty, and the dining table is greasy. There must be piles of firewood in the corners of the house, and the roof is covered with old cobwebs and dust.
The lighting in the kitchen is not good, but the money placed on the small dining table is very conspicuous. Zhou Qingfeng knew it well when he came in. Looking at the nervous and anxious expressions of Yu Lan and his daughter, it was funny and pitiful. Farmers these days are really miserable, and their status
Not as good as the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China.
"How much did you earn?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.
"One hundred and twenty-four and eighty-five cents." The old man reported the number. "We thought that we wouldn't be able to contribute much. Thirty percent was too much. Twenty percent would be enough. It cost fifteen percent to rent a boat, but if we rent it every day
Rent them all, at most two hundred a month is enough, seven yuan a day.
Selling vegetables to a vegetable vendor is too much of a loss, so we think it’s better to sell them ourselves. Even if it’s cheaper, it’s still better than selling it to a vegetable vendor, but there’s a big difference. And... what’s the next batch of vegetables?
Is it time?"
Although the old man was old, he had to be careful in front of Zhou Qingfeng. He pushed the money on the table and motioned to count it. Zhou Qingfeng lowered his head and glanced at the 'Lie Detection Corsage' on his collar, and divided the money into two parts.
.
"I know you are working hard, and transportation and sales are not easy. I have agreed on the '30-70 cents', and I won't change it. At most, the freight will come from you, so I won't care." Zhou Qingfeng took his share.
Push the rest back.
Even after deducting the charter freight, the old man got more than 20%. Both parties were very happy after the settlement was completed.
"The next batch of vegetables is ready now and will be shipped out after dark. If you want to sell it yourself, I won't interfere. But it's other people's territory in the county and city. If you encounter any trouble, I can't help." Zhou
Qingfeng doesn't want to deal with trivial matters, he is only responsible for supply.
When the old man heard that the next batch of dishes had been prepared, he was so happy that he didn't worry about any trouble. His wrinkled face stretched a little with a smile, and he waved his hands repeatedly: "No trouble, no trouble. I'll just go around the city today."
There is more than one vegetable market in a circle.
I plan to invite my son and daughter-in-law to go to the pier, each carrying a basket, and avoid industrial and commercial taxes and other things, and sell the vegetables in the streets. Our vegetables are very good and cheap, so we don’t have to worry about selling them.
Those who don’t go out can still make more money.”
Farmers these days are really working hard to make money and are not afraid of hard work. Zhou Qingfeng asked, "Can your boat carry so many people?"
"In the worst case, I'll eat and live in the city. I'm not afraid even if I live in a small hotel. I've made a plan and asked Ya'er to help you prepare food. I'll escort you on the boat, and the rest of the family will find a place to eat and live in the city.
We sell the goods as soon as they are delivered, from morning to night. Our manpower is not valuable, but it is easier than farming. Today is the first trip, and there are many things I am not familiar with. In fact, fifteen baskets of vegetables is not much at all, as long as I make a few more trips
, I will definitely earn more than I do now.”
Okay, I dare to think about it!
A sales network formed by family members emerged, directly from the fields to people's dining tables, with no middlemen making the difference.
Zhou Qingfeng was stunned by this, and truly felt the simple passion for labor. As long as there is a chance, Chinese farmers can really accomplish something. He didn't ask any more questions, "Okay, that's it."
Seeing her father pick up more than 30 yuan worth of scraps, Yulan shouted happily: "Dad, give me a few yuan. I'll buy a few kilograms of meat, get half a kilogram of soju, and stir-fry some vegetables. You
Have a few drinks with Mr. Zhou."
Naturally, the old man took out the money happily. Zhou Qingfeng held it down and took out a "Great Unity" card and said, "I can't drink, but I can certainly eat meat. I'll pay for it."
After a midday meal, both the host and the guests enjoyed themselves. After dark, the He family came again and took away more than a dozen baskets of vegetables. Although they knew that the source of the goods was strange, the old man's family just pretended that they didn't know anything about it.
They are like Alibaba who came across the treasure of the Forty Thieves. They only care about how much benefit they can get from the treasure. As for where the treasure comes from, they don't care at all.
At night, when the light of the flashlight faded away, all the vegetables were taken away again. Only Zhou Qingfeng and Yulan were left. This time Yulan didn't panic and was quietly escorted home by Zhou Qingfeng.
"Boy Zhou, why don't I remember that there is someone like you in the village?" Yulan walked slowly, taking each step step by step.
"It's been said that I have immortal skills and majored in the Thirteen Classics of Dongxuanzi. Now that I have achieved success in Taoism, I can enter the world. Naturally, you mortals can't see through it. I don't blame you." Zhou Qingfeng said funny,
Not serious at all.
Yu Lan laughed when he heard this, and stretched out her hand to pinch his arm. The pain made him scream again and again, so he boldly grabbed Yu Lan's hand and pulled her over - the two of them bumped into each other last night, and Yu Lan ran away angrily.
Yes. But now...
Yulan didn't move, her heartbeat was beating fiercely but she let the man hold her. Zhou Qingfeng was not stupid, he lowered his head and wanted to kiss her. But she stretched out her hand to resist, "Don't mess around, at most I'll let you hug her for a while."
Zhou Qingfeng is so distracted, how can he be honest?
"No!" The woman complained repeatedly after a while, "I'm afraid, don't bully me. If you do this, how will I see anyone in the future?"
Zhou Qingfeng is a straight man, how can he know what a woman is thinking? He is satisfied just holding her in his arms, fearing that if he bullies this little woman too much, she will become angry. "Okay, okay, I'll just hold her for a while.
You are soft and comfortable to hold."
Yulan was originally very scared, but after hearing Zhou Qingfeng's comforting words, she felt a little sour in her heart, "You idiot, I told you to only hug me but not kiss me, but you are really like this. A kiss is okay."