Return to the countryside to engage in industry

Chapter 343
Yang Zhenyu said: "Boss Zhu and I won a retail booth in the capital and two wholesale stores.

In the future, the fruit produced in Yangjiawan Village will first ensure the supply of the capital to maximize profits.

Even if it cannot be sold out, there are guarantees in Yushi and Qingjiang County. "

Zhang Mingkang said after listening: "According to this, the watermelon planting of the whole village can be put on the agenda this year?"

Yang Zhenyu nodded: "Call uncle Yang Wenju over to discuss it tomorrow."

"Yang Xianfeng is very popular in the village now, and everyone knows that he is doing things for you." Zhang Mingkang also joked with the villagers.

"The old uncle's personality has indeed changed a lot in the past year, and he is also down-to-earth. I can rest assured that the main reason is that he still has the skill of growing melons."

"Money can turn ghosts around. This saying is absolutely true. He has benefited a lot from your hands."

"You have to give what is due, otherwise, how can people give up doing it for you? Do you think it makes sense, Uncle Zhang?"

"That sentence is absolutely true."

Zhang Mingkang laughed loudly.

He felt that Yang Zhenyu was implying him intentionally, but he accepted the meaning of this sentence.

After all, not everyone can earn the 120 million just received in such a short period of time.

Yang Zhenyu got up and said, "Uncle Zhang, you stay in the company and watch for a while. I'm afraid that other departments will come to you for something. I'll go back and see grandma. I haven't seen her for a while."

"Okay, why don't you go, I'm here, I'll call you if I'm not sure."

Yang Zhenyu came out from the village committee and drove his GL8 home.

The black tiger lying next to Wang Xiuying suddenly raised his neck, moved his ears twice, and his limbs began to restless.

Hearing the sound of the car, he immediately stood up and ran out.

"Want, want, want~"

He kept barking in the direction of the road.

Yang Zhenyu parked the car at the door, got out of the car, the black tiger whimpered and turned around Yang Zhenyu's body a few times, then jumped on his upper body and stuck out his tongue to lick Yang Zhenyu's face.

Yang Zhenyu hugged Heihu and stroked it a few times, "Okay, Heihu, good boy, let's go see grandma."

Yang Zhenyu led Heihu to Wang Xiuying's side, "Grandma, are you still used to living in a side room?"

The family house is being refurbished, which can be regarded as a major renovation.

The main room and the bedrooms on both sides already have a bit of a blueprint.

In consideration of construction safety, Wang Xiuying could only move to a side room to sleep.

Wang Xiuying said: "My old lady is getting old, where is she not used to living?"

"I still have to wrong my grandma for a few more months."

"I'm not wronged." Wang Xiuying asked eagerly, "Have you sold all the plums?"

"It's all sold." Yang Zhenyu said condescendingly, "Grandma, guess how much money I made this time?"

"How many?"

Wang Xiuying didn't dare to guess, because Yang Zhenyu said before that plums can be sold for 79 yuan a catty in the capital, and she would do simple calculations. She also witnessed the large trucks that came to the village during this period of time. Her jaw dropped.

Yang Zhenyu said bluntly: "Grandma, I made more than 400 million yuan.

I also opened a company in the capital. From now on, our fruits will be sold to the capital, where the sales will be high. "

Wang Xiuying was still distracted and came back after a while.

Fourteen million is a wealth that the old Yang family could not accumulate for several generations, and her grandson only has less than a month.

Wang Xiuying said: "Grandson, you have to take some time to offer incense to your old man and grandfather. You are busy out of town on Ching Ming Festival, and I went alone. They must be protecting you."

"Well, I see, grandma."

Wang Xiuying went on to instruct: "Grandson, don't let the money leak out, it will be envied by others, especially in a valley like ours.

Also, making money is a good thing, safety and health are the most important thing, you must pay attention to your body.

and also……"

"Understood, I understand, grandma, in fact, I don't need to do anything by myself, there are people doing things below, I am not as busy and tired as you think." Yang Zhenyu smiled.

The elderly will always find some angles to care about you and let you experience family affection.

Yang Zhenyu is very satisfied.

……

Three groups of Old Yang's home.

Old man Yang sat on a chair and smoked grass cigarettes, thinking about things, the more he thought about it, the more he didn't go his way, and he said directly, "I heard that the plums were sold to the capital this time, and it was the boss Zhu and Director Yang in the city who secretly sold the plums. did it.

Quickly take it away from us at twelve, and sell it for dozens of yuan. Do the math, how much money does it cost for 100 million catties?
Director Yang probably made crazy money this time. I also heard that Zhang Zhishu also participated in a share, so he probably made a lot of money. "

Old man Yang's daughter-in-law said: "Okay, just read these words at home, don't spread them."

Old man Yang's daughter-in-law said: "Old man, I'm not qualified to say anything about you, but think about it for yourself, how many plums did we collect and how much did we sell last year?
Thirteen thousand catties, the whole family worked hard for a year, earning more than 5 yuan, not counting manpower, how much money is left after excluding fertilizer money?

How much did we earn this year?

Director Yang asked experts to guide us to improve the quality of production, and went all over the country to find sales. He is not a living Bodhisattva, and he left all the money for us to earn?
This year, the output in the field exceeded 10,000 jin, all of which were sold, and we received over [-] yuan. We should thank Director Yang. "

Old man Yang's son also said: "Old man, don't say such things in the future.

Put it on you and me, let alone go to the capital to find a market, I guess I can't even tell the way to the capital.

What's more, Director Yang himself took several million into this business, which our family can't afford anyway.

Looking at it now, it is true that Director Yang has made a lot of money, but if he loses money, have you ever thought about how many millions will be thrown into the village and how many people can afford it.

The village committee has already sent a letter, and will soon organize watermelon planting. Last year, Director Yang earned hundreds of thousands of dollars in [-] acres of watermelon fields behind the mountain. This year, he is willing to bring the whole village to plant together. We just follow him and drink soup, don’t talk about it Those petty words. "

Old man Yang's wife said: "My son and daughter-in-law are right. Plums earn a fortune, watermelons earn a fortune, and the company will pay dividends at the end of the year. We will earn hundreds of thousands of dollars this year.

It all depends on Director Yang.

Thinking back to the days when we dug dirt and earned pennies, we have to be content. "

Old man Yang didn't expect that all the people in the room would stand by Yang Zhenyu's side. He sighed and said, "Yes, what you said is correct."

The daughter-in-law joked: "Old man, you have to feel that you can do it. If you go up, everyone in the house will support you, and you will be elected as the village director in the next election."

Old man Yang quickly waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forget it, I'm not capable of taking on such a big burden."

"That's right, let's follow Director Yang honestly, our income is higher than that of many people in the city.

At the beginning, Director Yang said that during his three-year term of office, every household in the village should build new houses. At that time, I thought he was bragging. Looking at it now, it will be realized this year.

Old man, why don't we build a new house when the dividends are paid out at the end of the year? "The son said.

"Let's talk at the end of the year. How much money can be divided may not be known." Old Yang felt relieved, and continued to smoke.

(End of this chapter)