Return to the countryside to engage in industry

Chapter 151 I Endorse Watermelon
After the villagers drank the water, they rested for a while before picking melons in the melon fields.

Xiao Yu often writes about this kind of harvest and festive scenes, she is very experienced and knows how to shoot to catch people's attention.

After taking a few photos, an idea suddenly came to my mind, I ran over to find Yang Zhenyu and said, "Boss Yang, I have an idea, I can find a spokesperson for your watermelon."

When Yang Zhenyu heard this, he shook his head, directly denied her opinion, and found a spokesperson for the watermelon. He estimated that the watermelon sold out would not be enough for the endorsement fee, and he felt that this kind of seasonal agricultural product was completely unnecessary.

Xiao Yu explained: "I don't mean to ask you to spend money to find Internet celebrities or celebrities to endorse."

"Who are you looking for?" Yang Zhenyu asked doubtfully.

If there is no popularity, there will be no publicity effect. What's the use of inviting you?

Xiao Yu smiled and waved: "They!"

Yang Zhenyu turned his head and glanced at the villagers who were working hard in the melon field, understood Xiao Yu's meaning, nodded and said, "What do you want to do?"

"I've already thought about the title of this soft article, it's called "I Speak for Watermelon". The villagers are the spokespersons, and their sincere and simple smiles can touch people's hearts the most." Xiao Yu said, "You let all the villagers hold the watermelon to stand In the melon field, smiling at the camera, I took a few joyful photos of the harvest.”

Yang Zhenyu nodded. This idea is very good, but it seems a bit selfish to do so, because the melon land is his own, and it is not good to take advantage of the simplicity of the villagers for his own business.

"I'm going to talk to them."

After all, it was used for commercial promotion, Yang Zhenyu felt that he should seek the opinions of the parties involved.

Walking up to several old men, he said, "Uncle Wu, there is such a thing. The reporter who came today wants to take some photos for you, and then post them on the Internet to promote my watermelon. Do you think it is feasible?"

Uncle Wu didn't even think about it, and said bluntly: "Okay, okay, of course, I'm going to be on TV?"

Yang Zhenyu nodded: "That's right!"

Several uncles followed suit: "Xiao Yang, let them take pictures casually, it's okay, we are also very happy to help you."

The other villagers who came to help also nodded in agreement.

Yang Zhenyu knew in his heart that the villagers who came to help today came to help him sincerely. Naturally, he would not refuse to take pictures, but he felt a little indebted.

Facing the villagers, he said: "Thank you for your help. If I sell all the melons this year, I will take you to plant them next year. Then I will really speak for my watermelons."

"Okay, Director Yang's words are tough."

"Just to Director Yang's words, I won't go out next year, and I will follow you."

"Sell the watermelons from our Yangjiawan Village to the coast."

"Sell the country!"

The enthusiasm of the villagers is as hot as the sun in July and August.

Xiao Yu walked to the melon field with the camera and told him: "You don't need to gather together, just stand where you are picking melons, pick a melon each and hold it in your arms.

This looks very natural.

OK!

Look at me!

smile!
Smile and be happier. "

Uncle Wu said: "Comrade reporter, my teeth are black (qu) black, and my mouth is too big to look good."

Uncle Liu said: "I've lost all my front teeth, so I'm ashamed to laugh."

Xiao Yu said: "You two uncles, you smile boldly, don't be afraid, your teeth will not affect your smile at all.

The aunts here did the same, and let go of their smiles. "

"OK!"

"Pretty!"

"One more piece!"

Xiao Yu made an OK gesture, "Thank you for your hard work."

After taking pictures, the villagers started to get busy again.

Xiao Yu opened the photo album for Yang Zhenyu to see, and was very satisfied with her photography skills, "Boss Yang, is it okay? This is the joy of a good harvest."

"Not bad!" Yang Zhenyu nodded.

"I'm going back first, and I will write the manuscript before I get off work this afternoon. I believe this article will definitely be liked and forwarded by netizens, and the publicity effect will not be worse than the last picking festival." Xiaoyu said confidently.

"Thank you for your hard work. If you don't want to leave after lunch, I've made arrangements." Yang Zhenyu invited.

"No, no, no, Boss Yang, wait for your watermelon to sell well before hiring me. I promise not to bankrupt you."

The girl made a joke and drove back with her little friend.

The working efficiency of the villagers was much higher than Yang Zhenyu expected. He originally thought that the [-] catties of watermelons would not be picked until at least noon. Before eleven o'clock, the [-] catties of watermelons had already been loaded onto the truck.

Yang Zhenyu organized and said: "Everyone go back and wash your face. Come to the farmhouse for dinner on time at twelve o'clock. If I find a policeman, I will drive to your door to pick you up."

"Director Yang will definitely attend the reception."

"Don't worry, Director Yang, I have long wanted to go to your farmhouse for a meal."

"Free big meals, fools don't go."

"That's right, they are all in groups, there is no need to be so polite, just be casual, so that I will have the nerve to continue calling you for help in the future."

Yang Zhenyu also washed himself after driving home.

The truck driver parked the car in a cooler place in the parking lot at the fork in the road, and covered it with a shade cloth to avoid the sun.

Yang Zhenyu went to the farmhouse with the driver.

The villagers also arrived one after another, just sitting at two tables.

Yang Aihua yelled, and Mao Hongqin, Luo Chunfeng, and Li Xiaorong walked into the kitchen and served dishes.

Yang Zhenyu first greeted the villagers who helped.

"Auntie, there are drinks in the refrigerator, take whatever you want."

"Uncle Liu, would you like some grass smoke?"

"There are white and white beers, open up and drink, don't save me money."

It only costs a few hundred yuan to pay for two tables. The villagers can eat and drink well, and feel that it is worthwhile to work for half a day.

"Mm~, this elbow tastes good."

"This beef is also generous!"

"We old craftsmen eat meat and drink here, hahaha."

Yang Zhenyu said: "Uncle Yang, what you said is that the gate of the farmhouse is open at any time, and you can come anytime you want to eat and drink."

"Xiao Yang, can I get credit for eating and drinking?"

"Yes, your son spends 200 a day on the construction site, not short of this money, or you can help me pick watermelons for a few days to pay the bill." Yang Zhenyu said.

"Hahaha, Director Yang is a cheerful person, come on, let's toast to Director Yang together."

Yang Zhenyu picked up the tea and said, "I'm going to drive into the city in the afternoon, so I won't drink with everyone. I'll bring tea and wine. I wish you all good health and a long life."

"I'm going to last until I'm a hundred years old, and watch Xiao Yang develop our Yangjiawan Village with my own eyes."

"One hundred years old, I'm afraid I won't be able to with my body, but I will protect you from below, Xiao Yang."

Yang Zhenyu said: "My lord, what you said made my legs wobble, you should live to be a hundred years old.

When the juniors are all back, I organize to build an ancestral hall to enshrine all our ancestors. "

The thinking of the older generation is very traditional. When Yang Zhenyu said that he would organize the construction of the ancestral hall, he was even more excited.

"I will personally compile the genealogy when the time comes. I dare say no one knows better than me the four generations of people in Yangjiawan Village." Uncle Yang said, patting his chest.

"After the Chinese New Year, when everyone is back, we'll make a decision on this matter." Yang Zhenyu said.

The old men drank wine and said with a smile: "Ladies and gentlemen, you will be ancestors in the future."

"Come on, your ancestors, drink!"

(End of this chapter)