1988: Back to the human world for a few years

Chapter 250: Changes Make a Difference

When Yang Mo returned to the drilling company, it was already weekend afternoon.

Therefore, when Tugou, who was busy in the yard, saw this guy staggering as he walked, he came up to him with a look of disgust, put his arm on his shoulder, and half-supported and half-carried him to the bamboo stool.

"Pah! It's as heavy as a pig. I'm so tired!"

Classmate Tugou had his mouth grinning, but his nose was sniffing Yang Mo greedily.

Such a strong smell of alcohol, how much alcohol did Yangshidan drink during the past few days?

A girl who had great potential to be a drunkard looked at Yang Mo with eyes full of envy and jealousy.

This bastard!

My mother is not even allowed to take a few sips of wine in the house, but I am drinking till I am drunk outside!
I'm so angry!
Seeing this girl sniffing around him like a puppy, Yang Mo reached out and pushed her head away with a look of disgust, and wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth...

He couldn't understand why this guy was so interested in alcohol.

God have mercy on him, that stuff is so bad to drink. If it wasn't for repaying a favor, he would not have gone from village to village to drink this big liquor even if he was beaten to death... God is my witness, he really climbed onto one earthen kang after another with the mentality of giving it his all these days.

Seeing this guy patting the mud off his hands unhappily and taking two steps towards the yard, it was obvious that he was going to work again. Yang Mo glanced at the small pit that had been dug in the yard and the two small clumps of things that looked no different from dead branches on the side, and asked in confusion: "Peony?"

Tugou nodded: "Well, plant peonies in autumn and trees in spring... Now is the perfect time to plant peonies. Look at how strong the roots of these two clumps of peonies are. I don't think they need to be raised. Maybe we can enjoy the flowers in early summer next year."

Yang Mo tilted his head to look at the roots of the two peony bushes. They were indeed as thick as small yams. He grinned immediately, "That's great. As long as they're not bitter melons or loofahs, it'll be fine... What kind?"

To be honest, Yang Mo was very happy to see this girl planting some flowers and plants.

This is not to say that Yang Mo encouraged Lu Yingying to break away from the masses and start doing things that intellectuals or ladies of noble families like, but that this girl has a mysterious craze for bitter melon and loofah... In such a small yard of less than 40 square meters, seven or eight loofahs and four or five bitter melons were planted this year. Can you believe it?
Thinking of the yard that had been turned into a spider web by this guy, Yang Mo got a headache;
These two things have always been famous for their willingness to bear fruit. As for the loofah, it's fine. If you plant so many that you can't eat them all, you can at least wait for them to get old and dry and use them to make loofah pulp or serve as dishcloths. But the bitter melon...

After sweeping the yard, he saw a dozen or so old red bitter gourds still hanging on the vines, and Yang Mo got goosebumps.

This thing is so old, except for the seed skin inside which can be eaten as a snack, is the rest of it meant for human consumption?

Tugou classmate obviously didn't notice someone's expression of fear and relief. When he heard Yang Mo asking about the variety of the peony, he scratched his head and said, "I think it's called something... something... oh, it seems to be called something pink, I can't quite remember."

Yang Mo, who had been hurt countless times by Suqian University in his previous life, looked at this carefree girl in silence: "You dare to plant it at home without even remembering what variety it is. What if it's a phoenix eye peony... Wait a minute!"

Yang Mo suddenly remembered something and looked at him suspiciously: "What powder did you just say... Could these be two Zhao fans?"

After hearing Yang Mo's reminder, Tugou suddenly remembered and clapped his hands: "Yes, it seems to be called Zhaofen... Yangshidan is really good, even Mudan knows it!"

Yang Mo's eyelids twitched: "Um... where did you buy these two Zhao powders, and how much did they cost?"

Tugou looked at him strangely: "Do you think I would be stupid enough to spend money to buy something that can only be looked at but not eaten?"

Since he didn't buy it with his own money, there was no need to ask about the rest. Yang Mo sighed a little tiredly: "Okay, then who gave it to you?"

Tugou curled his lips: "Sister Zhao gave it to me... Don't worry, I know you are now the section chief of Momo Baitou, and there are some things you need to pay attention to all the time, but this peony is not a valuable thing. Sister Zhao and I are so familiar with each other, and she insisted on giving it to me, so I would be embarrassed to refuse it... At worst, I can return her gift on Monday, so that we are even, right?"

There is nothing wrong with this statement. Anyone with a normal brain knows that it is not convenient to directly accept gifts from others when you are in a position like the first or second in command of a department... let alone an upstart department like Mo Mo Bai Tou that controls hundreds of millions of funds.

But the problem is, public is public and private is private, some things cannot be defined so decisively, and he is just a section chief and cannot be alone; so those expensive gifts with a purpose cannot be accepted casually, but those small gifts with normal human exchanges are fine... and although Tugou and Yang Mo live under the same roof, they are neither relatives nor couples, and they are not even lovers, so the relationship between them is even smaller.

Therefore, a female bus driver giving two peonies to a small manager who didn't even have a formal position and got along well with her did not seem like an ordinary human relationship worth paying attention to, no matter how you looked at it.

Although peony has a great reputation, in fact, for the people of Qi, Lu and Henan, it is just a thing that is not much different from ordinary flowers. In this age when people can hardly get enough food, ordinary varieties of peony will cost at most a dozen or twenty yuan. Although the price cannot be said to be cheap, it is far from the level that requires taboo.

Looking at this girl who had no idea what had happened to her with some toothache, Yang Mo, whose legs and feet still had no strength, sighed and waved at the girl.

Seeing this, the ignorant student Tugou had no choice but to return obediently.

Yang Mo waved his hand again, and when the girl came closer, he knocked her with a knife: "At worst, you can return the gift? ... Do you know what a Zhao fan is?"

Seeing this guy's fierce face, Lu Yingying covered her head with her teeth bared, but she didn't dare to fight back. Instead, she looked at Yang Mo cautiously: "Um...does it mean that there is something wrong with the two peonies that Sister Zhao gave me? They are very expensive?"

Yang Mo snorted, "It's expensive, but it's not particularly expensive at the moment. It's only about a hundred yuan per plant at most. Even if it's an old plant with good quality, it shouldn't cost more than four figures."

Four digits?
Classmate Tugou looked at the two clumps of "dead wood" in the yard, whose roots were as thick as his thumbs, with some disbelief, and his mouth trembled... They are just two peonies, why are they so expensive?
Yang Mo saw her face turn pale, and snorted again: "Don't worry, the two Zhaofen I gave you are far from the level of real old plants... Real old plants have a lot of branches and a huge root system, not much different from a big tree... In terms of appearance, your two can only be considered top-grade, and are worth only three or four hundred yuan."

When he heard the number two or three hundred, Tugou was still shocked, but he no longer felt the panic he had before.

After patting her sizable chest through her cotton-padded jacket, Lu Yingying glared at Yang Mo fiercely: "You scared me to death, I thought I had caused you trouble... Three or four hundred is three or four hundred, at worst I can pay Sister Zhao back the same amount on Monday!"

This is said with great confidence.

Although both of them sent their monthly wages back home on time, out of an unspoken concern, they kept their bonuses for themselves...It happened that Qingfeng Food's performance this year was incredibly good, so as one of the most important backbones, our Tugou's bonus this year was indeed not a small sum.

Although the real big payout won't be paid until the end of the year, even so, three or four hundred yuan, which is equivalent to half a year's salary, is not a big deal for Tu Gou to pay out... Of course, he has always been thrifty, and after paying out this money, he will definitely be so heartbroken that he will hide in his quilt and cry for a few days.

When he thought about having to pay out three or four hundred yuan, Tugou, who felt so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe, looked at Yang Mo with an increasingly unfriendly expression. He gritted his teeth and moved his little fist, obviously intending to avenge the blow he had just suffered.

But she had just finished her activities. Seeing her expression, Yang Mo stabbed her head with his backhand, then pinched her fleshy face viciously: "Return the gift! What a stupid gift! As long as you accept these two peonies and plant them, it's like jumping into a pit... I really don't know what's wrong with your brain. You've been a manager for half a year, and you can't see such a simple trick!?"

Being hit harder than before by Yang Mo, Tugou blinked his eyes, but he didn't dare to slap away the two fingers that were twisting his face. He could only follow the force of the hand and tilt his face clockwise, his tone full of confusion and puzzlement: "Why, why did you fall into the pit?"

Yang Mo seemed to enjoy the chubby feeling on his hand. He stretched out his free left hand and pinched the guy's face, pulling it left and right: "Do you know the origin of this Zhao fan?"

Tugou's leaky mouth was filled with grievances: "No, I don't want to give up."

Yang Mo pulled his hands down as if he was kneading plasticine. When the eyes of this thing were stretched into triangles, he snorted heavily: "The reason why this thing is called Zhaofen is because this variety comes from the Zhao family garden in the Qing Dynasty, and it is named because the flowers are pink... At present, due to its small number of reproduction, diverse flower shapes, strong plant growth, large number of flowers and pleasant fragrance, it is regarded as a rare treasure among peonies!"

Tugou was even more confused after hearing this: "What about letting right and left? Isn't it just Uncle San's or Uncle Si's things?"

Yang Mo dodged the saliva from the girl's mouth with disdain, moved his finger to his cheek, and raised it again: "What do you mean it's just three or four hundred yuan? Did you hear the key point here... It comes from the Zhao Family Garden in the Qing Dynasty, and the current number of reproduction is small, and the flower shapes are diverse... This is the trick!"

The dog student, whose cheeks were pinched, felt uncomfortable all over. She stretched out her little hand to wipe the saliva from the corners of her mouth. She keenly realized that she might have really caused trouble for this guy, so she pointed to her face very obediently, indicating that Yang Mo should just pinch her face: "But I still can't see where the trick is."

Yang Mo obeyed the public opinion and moved his two fingers to the chubby cheeks again: "Heh~ Can't you see this?"

"It comes from the Zhao Family Garden in the Qing Dynasty, which means that this variety has sufficient historical endorsement and has sufficient hype potential."

"The current small number of breeding plants gives this variety room for speculation in a short period of time. In addition, the peony color system is mainly elegant purple and bright red, and the warm pink color that is contrary to its tone has more room for speculation!"

"As for the variety of flower shapes... it means that even if they are all Zhao fans, the flower shapes of each plant are different. Even the flower shapes of the same plant may not be the same every year... there is even more trickery here!"

At this point, Yang Mo viciously pulled his hands, pulling the girl's face into a pancake shape: "I have only just taken the position of the head of Momo Baitou, and many things are not yet finalized, so these two peonies are just a foreshadowing;"

"Believe it or not, once my position is secure, Momo Baitou will gradually exert its influence. At the latest, in the early spring of next year, Zhaofen, a rare variety now, will suddenly become popular in Linyi and even Dezhou. People will come out of nowhere to buy good-quality Zhaofen with money?" "When the popularity reaches a certain stage, it will be almost early summer, and these two peonies should bloom..."

Before he finished speaking, Tugou suddenly realized: "By then, someone will hear the news and come to you with money to buy these two Zhao fans?"

Yang Mo glared at her and said, "How can you be so crude and straightforward? If everyone who gives gifts is as simple-minded as you, then there is no point in getting by!"

Seeing that his face was already swollen from being pinched, Yang Mo reluctantly loosened his fingers, and then gave him another slap: "If necessary, Dezhou or Linyi will definitely hold a small but not small peony competition organized by the people... and the Zhaofen variety will definitely become the champion and be on the news."

"Again, if necessary, there will be a peony auction full of tricks... and a certain Zhaofen will definitely be crazily sought after by a few suckers, and then sold at a price that is enough to scare people to death;"

"Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is... the flower shape of the Zhaofen that was sold at a high price must be the same as the two peonies in our yard, and the appearance must be similar, or even slightly inferior... Don't think it's impossible. There are not many Zhaofen on the market at present, so this is too easy to do!"

"As for the specific price of the Zhao powder at the auction, it depends on how much I'm worth at that time and the difficulty of the task I need to handle. It could be as low as tens of thousands, or as high as hundreds of thousands or even millions... After all, the funds that can be freely used in Mo Mo Bai Tou's account are in the billions."

Tugou, who was spared by the noble mercy, finally understood what was said and asked in disbelief, "So, only then will someone come to you to buy these two Zhaofen plants, and then offer a price that matches the one that was auctioned?"

Yang Mo shook his head: "There is no need to specifically ask for it. All it takes is for someone to show up and show me the auction figures and the photo of the Zhao powder... By then, whether I am willing to give it up or not, it will already be in the trap."

The stunned Tugou student blurted out: "Isn't this the same path as Lanhua... But, but if I just want to ask you for something, why would I have to make such a big fuss?"

Yang Mo shook his head. "It's a big deal... not at all. You have to remember that this is Linyi County, just a small county... As long as you show your attitude and block two or three key points, it's actually not difficult at all. In addition, this kind of common method is not rare, and there are similar channels, so the operation is far less expensive than you think."

Lu Yingying glanced at the two peonies in the yard in fear, not even caring about her sore face: "But... I'm just a contract worker. Even if those people want to give you gifts, they don't have to start with me... I am me, you are you, even if I accept these two Zhao fans, how can they be so confident that they think I can ask you for help just by asking?"

This is very true. Even if the two of them are childhood friends and have a very close relationship, given Yang Mo's behavior, if he doesn't want to agree to what you ask for, it will be useless even if you ask classmate Tugou to speak for him.

Yang Mo looked at her speechlessly. After scratching his head, he seemed to miss the chubby touch of her. He stretched out his hand and pinched her face again. "Their plan is not to make you beg me, but to give this gift directly to me... In the eyes of many people who don't understand the situation, you are already my wife!"

Daughter-in-law, wife?
Lu Yingying's face suddenly turned red, and Yang Mo's action of pinching her face also became ambiguous in her eyes.

puff~
The dog student, whose legs were weak, suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground, then got up and ran into the house in a miserable posture.

"My clothes are dirty. Go, go, go, go, change!"

Looking at the girl running away in panic, Yang Mo, who was still a little drunk, suddenly laughed.

Rubbing his fingers and recalling the remaining elasticity on his fingertips, someone chuckled.

This girl...seems to have gained some weight!
Just as Yang Mo tightened his denim jacket and wanted to retreat to his room to catch up on some sleep...

buckle buckle~
There was a soft and regular knock on the iron gate in the yard.

Hearing this gentle voice,
Got it!
No need to think, Miss Mu is here.

I don’t know if this woman was born in the year of the dog, but she has a very sensitive nose. She came to my door less than twenty minutes after I got home.

………………

Fifteen minutes later.

Yang Mo, whose drunkenness had almost dissipated, frowned and asked, "The first batch of winter vegetables will be ready for harvest nearly a month in advance?"

Mu Liya, who was feeling a little uncomfortable with the radiator in the living room, took off her woolen windbreaker and put on a light yellow sweater, which made her graceful figure look even more unbearable. "I'm sure you know the consequences of putting these winter vegetables on the market early... Uncle Wang and Vice President Feng don't have any particularly good solutions now, so I can only come here to ask for your opinion."

Mu Liya didn't say anything nonsense like the original promise, nor did she speak softly for Vice President Feng and others. She just stated the situation in a straightforward manner... Yang Mo is a smart man, and those roundabout words and tactics can only reduce points in his eyes.

As if looking for a benchmark, Yang Mo stared at the brooch on Miss Mu's chest for a while, until Mu Liya's face began to turn red, and she seemed to be looking for him to settle the score. Then he reluctantly withdrew his gaze: "I'm afraid that President Wang and Vice President Feng don't have no solution, but they don't have a reasonable and compliant digestion channel, right?"

This statement hits the nail on the head. To put it bluntly, commercial behavior is just buying and selling.

In this era of extremely low vegetable prices, even rare items like winter vegetables, when shipped in large quantities, the total value is actually not that high. If Wang Yinuo and others are willing to make some increases or decreases in logistics expenses, and have suitable reasons, the drilling company and those cooperative units alone can digest more than half of this batch of vegetables.

But the problem is that although it is somewhat difficult to cut back on accounting expenses, it is still possible after all; but given the current actual situation of the drilling company, Wang Yinuo and Vice President Feng are undoubtedly dreaming if they want to make up a suitable reason to persuade those in the Southwest faction to pass this resolution at the company's high-level meeting... State-owned enterprises can have confusing accounts, but you cannot add such a large amount of confusing accounts when no one agrees.

This is the real reason why Wang Yinuo and Feng Yuan feel so troubled.

Mu Liya glared at him with a look of anger, but she didn't care about what he had just done. "It's good to know... Looking back at this company, apart from the service team that is no longer useful, you are the only one who can build a reasonable and compliant digestion channel... But even so, the 8,000 tons of vegetables still cannot be completely digested, so I came to ask you, the section chief, if there is any better way."

Yang Mo shrugged: "As far as the current situation is concerned, the response strategy that President Wang and Vice President Feng came up with is already perfect enough... I'm not a god, how can I think of a better way?"

Seeing this fellow playing tricks, Miss Mu's thick eyebrows stood up, and it was obvious that she wanted to settle the score with him.

Seeing this, Yang Mo immediately waved his hand: "However, Miss, you are right just now. There are some things that President Wang and Vice President Feng are not convenient to do directly, but Mo Mo Bai Tou can do it;"

"So, I can actually use some of the methods that President Wang and Vice President Feng came up with...but I need to make some changes to them."

Can I borrow some of it?

But need to adapt?
Miss Mu looked at him with some confusion, as if she didn't understand what he meant.

Yang Mo chuckled, "Whether it's asking our sister companies in the southwest to place orders or going the route of direct supply to Shanghai, in my opinion, it's really not feasible at the moment... After all, Vice President Feng is right. If something happens to these vegetables on the way, the consequences will be more serious than not being able to sell them."

"But as for the colleges and universities, I think it's actually feasible... In fact, I think we can broaden our horizons and not just limit ourselves to colleges and universities, ordinary schools can also be used!"

"A normal school?"

Mu Liya's pretty eyebrows knitted slightly. It was completely understandable that Yang Mo opposed shipping vegetables from the north to the south at this time. She also understood that he was unwilling to give up the college markets of tens of thousands of people in Jinan and Dezhou.
But, regular schools?

What does this mean?
Whether ordinary primary and secondary schools and vocational high schools have the ability to consume these high-priced vegetables is another matter. The key point is... can they agree to this without any divine protection?

Seeing this, Yang Mo just smiled and said, "Well, I think you are worrying too much... At least, the 100 Hope Primary Schools have the qualifications and reasons to consume these expensive vegetables."

Thinking of the special nature of Hope Primary School and the policy that the guy in front of her had fought for, Muliya's eyes suddenly lit up: Yes, how could I forget this?

but……

Mu Liya looked at him suspiciously: "It's okay for the Hope Primary School, after all, the situation is special. Plus, those 100 primary schools have at least 40,000 to 50,000 people in total, which can indeed absorb some of the winter vegetables... But how are you going to deal with those colleges? Their administrative level is there, and they are not as easy to talk to as you think!"

Yang Mo chuckled: "I have my own clever plan! And don't worry, it is an upright method. The leaders and students of those colleges and universities will definitely be happy to reach this cooperation with us... Of course, we also need Mr. Wang and others to help us!"

Upright?

Mu Liya stared at the man in front of her and found that she couldn't understand what he was going to do...

(End of this chapter)