The villagers looked at each other and their eyes fell on Jiang Xiaofan.
After a while, someone tentatively said, "Xiao Fan, why don't we all pool some money together and you go buy something to send to Zhao Ying?"
"Don't even think about it! Ahem..." Jiang Baosen coughed in excitement, and Liu Yulian quickly stepped forward to pat him on the back, with deep sorrow in her eyes.
Jiang Xiaofan glanced around and found that the villagers were hesitant to speak and looked at him with fear.
He understood that Zhao Ying was here for him, and he used the threat of not accepting the village's wild products to push himself against the villagers.
In the final analysis, Zhao Ying refused to buy tomatoes at a low price last year, which damaged Zhao Ying's face and did not allow him to earn the price difference. Including the tomatoes from Kong Ergou's land, it must have been Zhao Ying who instigated him.
"Apologise to such a bastard?" Jiang Xiaofan exuded a strong aura.
The inheritor of the witch god stands proudly in the world.
Who dares to ask the descendants of the witch god to bow their heads and apologize to others?
Who can bear the consequences of the descendant of the witch god bowing his head?
In ancient times, witch gods were god-like existences to the ancestors.
"Zhao Ying doesn't deserve it, and he can't bear it. I'm not good at apologizing, but I think I can do it, too." Jiang Xiaofan's lips curved.
"What do you mean?" The villagers were confused.
Jiang Xiaofan smiled, went back to the house, took out a wooden board, wrote a few big characters with chalk, then turned it over and showed it to the villagers.
I saw three words written in flying colors on the dark board: Collect mountain goods.
"Collect mountain goods?" Zhao Fugui showed surprise on his face.
"Xiaofan, do you want to imitate Zhao Ying in collecting mountain goods? Are you going to steal his business?" Aunt Xiong asked in a loud voice.
"That's right."
Jiang Xiaofan hung the wooden board at the door and solemnly announced to the villagers in the courtyard: "From now on, I will collect the wild products from Laowan Village. If any of you have wild fungus, wild mushrooms, etc., you can bring them to my house to sell them at a fair price.
Children and elders are not deceived."
When the villagers heard this, they rushed over and asked all at once: "Xiao Fan, can you harvest the fresh wild vegetables? The stewed meat is very fragrant. Zhao Ying used to harvest it."
"Collect it! I will collect what Zhao Ying collects, and I will collect what he refuses." Jiang Xiaofan promised with a smile, giving the villagers a reassurance.
"Do you want to harvest fresh wild mushrooms? We have the most of them on Longtou Mountain."
"Of course! Let's do this. As long as it's wild mountain products from Longtou Mountain, I'll accept them all. Just take as much as you want." Mr. Su from Shiweixian Restaurant promised that as long as it's wild wild mountain products from Longtou Mountain, Jiang Xiaofan will give her as much as she wants.
How many.
"What price can you give for wild mountain mushrooms? Zhao Ying gave us 5 yuan per catty." Yue Dahai squeezed over from the crowd and asked.
Jiang Xiaofan was shocked. Zhao Ying, his grandson, was too evil. The market price of wild mushrooms is about 20 yuan per catty. Zhao Ying brought a net profit of 15 yuan from the village to the county. What is the difference between this and robbing money? No wonder Zhao Ying is such a bastard.
The value of eggs is one of the highest in town.
The surrounding villagers pricked up their ears, waiting for Jiang Xiaofan to give a quotation. Jiang Xiaofan thought for a while and said: "The quality of the wild mushrooms on Longtou Mountain is good, I will give you 18 yuan per catty."
Jiang Xiaofan had carefully thought about this price. He could neither let the villagers suffer a loss nor allow himself to work in vain. It was just right to leave a profit of 7 yuan in the middle.
“18 yuan per catty?!”
The villagers were so surprised that they opened their mouths. The price was three times that of Zhao Ying. One kilogram could be sold for 10 yuan more than before, 10 kilograms could be sold for 100 yuan more, and 100 kilograms could be sold for 1,000 yuan more...
The more they thought about it, the more annoyed they became, and they all called Zhao Ying a black-hearted bastard. The anxious villagers immediately ran home and brought over the wild mushrooms they kept at home.
I saw Yue Dahai carrying a woven bag and running over out of breath: "Xiaofan... this is me, I picked it today, look at how much it costs."
As he spoke, he opened the mouth of the woven bag. A unique mushroom fragrance came to his nostrils. Jiang Xiaofan picked up one and looked at it. It was an authentic wild mushroom from Longtou Mountain.
"It's in good condition. It's authentic wild mountain mushroom. It costs you 15 yuan per catty." Jiang Xiaofan said as he put the woven bag on the electronic scale.
"There are 2.9 kilograms in total. If you calculate it as 6 kilograms, the total price is 90 yuan. Do you want to sell it?"
"Sell, sell!" Yue Dahai grinned and nodded quickly.
Jiang Xiaofan smiled and said: "Okay, I'll write it down for you first, and I'll pay you the bill tomorrow after everything is sold."
"Not cash?"
Yue Dahai's face suddenly dropped, and he said earnestly and educationally: "Xiaofan, wild mushrooms are not peanuts and corn. You can eat three or five kilograms of wild mushrooms for you. This stuff costs a hundred and ten yuan, so you must pay in cash."
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became awkward.
Especially the people who just went home to bring wild mushrooms, now they can neither stay nor leave.
"Although the price given by Zhao Ying is low, they deliver the goods in one hand and pay in one hand."
"His family still owes money. If we give him wild mushrooms on credit, who knows if he will default on the loan."
"That's right, why don't we sell it to Zhao Ying? At least we can see the money and feel at ease."
"..."
Some people in the crowd admired Zhao Ying's smelly feet and whispered to the people around him. Many villagers nodded in agreement, obviously everyone was very resistant to the credit issue.
Although they spoke in low voices, Jiang Xiaofan could still hear them clearly. He never imagined that the poor and scared villagers would be so resistant to credit.
At this time, Uncle Xiong said in a rough voice: "Afraid of a bear, isn't it just a few kilograms of mountain mushrooms? Xiaofan, you can take mine, and you can pay me any time."
"That's right, I'll give you my 3 pounds on credit. I'm sure you won't miss me the money, right Xiaofan?" Sister-in-law Guiying said next to her.
"And mine. My family is not in a hurry for money."
"..."
Listening to the chattering voices, Jiang Xiaofan felt warm in his heart. After all, someone in the village was willing to believe in him.
However, these are just a drop in the bucket, far from what Su Yunhe wants. And if he wants to earn enough 20,000 yuan in half a month to pay off the two dogs, he must purchase wild mountain products on a large scale.
But now he has no cash and the villagers don't trust him... Jiang Xiaofan is in a dilemma.
The tomatoes in the fields are not yet ripe, and there are no other ways to make quick money. You can’t really go to northern Myanmar to sell kidneys?
"Brother Miracle Doctor, I finally found you."
At this moment, a loud voice came from outside the gate. Jiang Xiaofan followed the sound and saw a familiar figure pushing away the crowd and trotting up to him.
"Is it you? Why are you here?" Jiang Xiaofan frowned. The person coming was none other than Zhao Tiejun from the Farmers Market Management Office.
What is he doing in Laowan Village?
Could it be that because he and Su Yunhe were trading outside the market, he came after him to ask for a commission?
Zhao Tiejun's demeanor immediately shrank by three points, and he said respectfully: "I am blind and misunderstood your miracle doctor brother. What you said is really accurate. Because of my... illness, my wife called me to divorce me.
Please help me."
This scene shocked the villagers. Zhao Tiejun from the farmer's market management office, the guy who was as arrogant and domineering as Huang Shiren in modern times, actually came to Jiang Xiaofan in person to apologize?
And judging from what he said, he still wanted something from Jiang Xiaofan?