1994: Vegetable farmers strike back

Chapter 69 Sweetness

Even if you don't understand Cantonese very well, you can still feel the melodious singing.

But why is there singing in the house?

Li Xiu thought of something, took two steps into the house, and saw the radio on the table.

Chen Jiazhi, who was only wearing a pair of loose shorts, looked at her and said, "How about it? Do you like it?"

Li Xiu came to the table. The wooden radio felt very comfortable to the touch. Her eyebrows curved and she said, "I like it."

Chen Jiazhi smiled and said, "When you have nothing to do at home, just play it and listen to it. Come, I'll teach you how to use it~"

Li Xiu asked, "How much did it cost?"

Chen Jiazhi said, "400 yuan, and I also bought two tapes with Teresa Teng's songs. I'll play them for you."

Li Xiu was slightly surprised: "It's a bit expensive, there's no need to buy it."

"Why are you so expensive? I can buy three radios in one night of selling vegetables. I'm very restrained in buying only one."

Chen Jiazhi took out Teresa Teng's album tape, and after a while, Teresa Teng's dimpled voice could be heard.

Sweet, your smile is sweet

It seems that the flowers are blooming in the spring breeze
Open in the spring breeze
...

After hearing this song, Li Xiu smiled even more beautifully.

Compared to the Cantonese songs that are difficult to understand, Teresa Teng's sweet but not greasy and easy to understand lyrics are more suitable for her.

The singing voice is melodious and the tune is cheerful and light~
Many vegetable farmers came here following the sound.

After moving to a new room, Guo Mancang and his group moved in next door. They were the first to arrive at the door and asked, "Jiazhi, did you buy a radio?"

Chen Jiazhi smiled and said, "Yes, I just bought it this afternoon."

Guo Mancang didn't go into the room, but watched from the doorway. The room was spacious, and a radio on the wooden table was emitting melody music. "It sounds good."

Not long after, Li Mingkun, Bai Yan, Qi Yongfeng, Huang Juan, Yi Dinggan and others came over to take a look, and some even stood by and listened.

For professional vegetable farmers, they have little free time, and their entertainment activities in free time are also very limited. The most common one is playing cards.

Most vegetable farmers are reluctant to spend money to buy radios.

But that doesn't stop people from liking to listen to it.

However, Chen Jiazhi didn't have time to serve a group of people. After trying the machine, he took the radio and went to his second sister's room.

It's late now and there are not many news programs. It would be nice to listen to music while eating.

I've been busy in the fields lately, so I'm not so particular about food. In order to be quick and save trouble, I often just have a big pot of meat and vegetables.

Yi Dinggan and Chen Jiazhi each opened a bottle of beer and started drinking happily.

Listening to Teresa Teng's songs, Chen Jiafang's sadness over the herbicides used on her choy sum dissipated a lot, and she chatted and laughed with Li Xiu from time to time.

Halfway through the meal, Li Mingkun from the next room sat down on the steps at the door with his bowl in hand and shouted into the room, "Jiazhi, turn up the music! I'm hoping to get some of your help."

Qi Yongfeng then sat outside as well: "Yes, yes, Brother Zhi, please sing louder. This song is so relaxing to listen to."

In addition to the two of them, others also came out of the house one after another.

Chen Jiazhi smiled, turned up the volume, and said to Qi Yongfeng, "Just listen for a while. After taking a shower, I need to go to bed early. I still have to sell vegetables tomorrow morning."

Qi Yongfeng replied: "Brother Zhi, don't worry, I will definitely get up on time."

Chen Jiazhi said, "Well, when you get there tomorrow morning, just focus on clearing out Lot 7 first."

Qi Yongfeng turned his head to look at the vegetables in the dam: "Brother Zhi, are we going to harvest less vegetables tomorrow?"

There were already quite a few people standing outside the house. After hearing the conversation, they all looked at Chen Jiazhi's dishes.

Still the most numerous and the most beautiful.

There seem to be quite a lot of vegetables in the field.

Chen Jiazhi didn't keep the secret: "Tomorrow we'll harvest more vegetables, but I bought a second-hand tricycle and will drive it back tomorrow morning. It should be no problem to load several hundred kilograms of vegetables. So, Yongfeng, you don't have to stay up late for the time being."

For a moment, the only sound in the dam was the lascivious music from the radio.

Everyone had heard that Chen Jiazhi was going to buy a tricycle, but no one expected it to happen so soon, just two days later.

The house also had a radio.

All the vegetable farmers know that Chen Jiazhi makes money, but he also spends a lot!
Small sheds, films, shade nets, fermented pig manure, imported pesticides, and so much new land~
Each one costs a lot of money.

But now there is still enough money to buy a tricycle and a radio.

Why is the gap so big?
Suddenly, more than half of the people listening to the radio outside the door disappeared.

Liu Qirong and Zhou Shijun were also among the retreating crowd, and their hearts were equally filled with shock.

When Chen Jiazhi took over Liu Minghua's four acres of land, the two were certain that he might fall into a trap.

Now it seems that not only has it not fallen into the pit, but it has been getting better and better. Especially the choy sum from the four acres of land, batch after batch, each one is top-notch, and the current price is high, which makes people envious.
Chen Jiazhi noticed Zhou Shijun leaving.

He hadn't forgotten the incident of the dam built in the main ditch outside his vegetable garden last time, and Zhou Shijun was the primary suspect.

He showed up again tonight and became the center of attention again.

It's inevitable that people will miss you~
Plot No. 6 is not far from Zhou Shijun's plot, and it's not harvest time yet, so we have to be careful.

After dinner, Chen Jiazhi took out his cigarettes and found Qi Yongfeng, who was still listening to music, at the next door. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he whispered, "When you're not selling vegetables, you and Huang Juan should keep an eye on Zhou Shijun. I'm afraid he'll cause trouble, especially with the vegetable plots that will be ready for harvest in a few days.

Ao Dehai and the other two won't be staying here tonight, so please keep an eye on them for the next few nights and make sure they don't sleep too deeply."

Qi Yongfeng turned his head and glanced in the direction of Zhou Shijun's room: "I'll keep an eye on it. If he dares to sabotage me, I'll beat him to death!"

Chen Jiazhi nodded and said, "It's mainly just in case, it might not cause any accidents."

As far as he could remember, this group of fellow villagers had never done anything like this in their previous life. The most serious thing they did was stealing vegetables.

But in fact, Chen Jiazhi has heard or seen similar things many times, especially the vegetable base supplying Hong Kong.

In order to monopolize the sales of Chinese cabbage and Chinese broccoli in Hong Kong, major vegetable stalls in Hong Kong have resorted to all means.

One of the methods is to attack the source base.

Vegetable bases in the Pearl River Delta that bypass the main vegetable supply chain to supply Hong Kong will be targeted in various ways.

Dumping paraquat into irrigation canals or vegetable fields, bribing dock managers to deliberately raise the temperature of cold storage, intimidating farmers, and colluding to cut off water and electricity...

There have been many incidents of vegetable bases being destroyed overnight.

Chen Jiazhi was worried that someone would get jealous and eat his Chinese cabbage.

After giving some instructions, Chen Jiazhi went to take a shower. When he came back, there were a few more people sitting on the steps listening to the radio.

Not afraid of mosquito bites.

Chen Jiazhi didn't give in to others. He turned off the radio and went back to the room with Li Xiu to turn off the lights and go to bed.

When turning off the lights, Li Xiu looked at the lychees on the table, wanting to say something but stopping herself. Didn’t she feed them in the evening as promised?

Chen Jiazhi didn't notice.

After a day of hard work, I felt like I didn't belong to anyone else, and I fell into a deep sleep as soon as I lay down.

Li Xiu's bed was right behind him. Hearing her snoring, which took only seconds to fall asleep, he couldn't help but put his mind at ease and felt a pang of heartache.

The room was dark.

The same is true in the vegetable fields.

Chen Jiazhi dreamed that he was patrolling the fields in the dark night. Under the moonlight, countless gangsters were frantically chopping down the cabbage seedlings with sickles.

Chen Jiazhi was so anxious that he rushed forward and kicked one person away, then knocked down another with a punch. He fought his way in and out of the crowd like Zhao Zilong.

But there were too many thugs. Even if he swung his fists faster and faster, even if he could beat ten of them, he couldn't stop the cabbage hearts from being chopped off.

Chen Jiazhi was furious, and roared with his mouth wide open.
The man woke up in shock.

The room was still pitch black, and Chen Jiazhi broke out in a cold sweat.

He glanced at Li Xiu behind his head, who was still sleeping soundly. However, he had no desire to sleep anymore and was recalling the dream he had just had.

The dream was very real.

This is indeed what will happen in a year or two. Xiangjiang Dacailan teamed up with local thugs to sneak into a Chinese cabbage base at night for several consecutive days, destroying 500 acres of Chinese cabbage with sickles, causing direct losses to the base of more than 100 million yuan.

The end result was a lack of evidence, the case could not be filed, and the base collapsed.

But in his dream, Chen Jiazhi put himself in the shoes of the boss of the base.

He muttered to himself, "Why did I have such a dream?"

He has also thought about supplying Chinese cabbage to Hong Kong. The profit is indeed very high, but it is still too far away for him now, and he is still far from even getting started.

The overall environment has not been suitable in recent years.

Chen Jiazhi still remembers that in the next few years, Chinese cabbage from Yunnan Province, Ning Province and other places tried many times to open up supply channels to Hong Kong.

However, they encountered setbacks repeatedly and the Chinese cabbage and broccoli rotted due to delays many times.

He once witnessed with his own eyes the dumping of rotten Chinese cabbage into the river in truckloads, and the memory was deeply engraved on his mind.

After suffering several huge losses, the vegetable bases in the two provinces had to temporarily give up supplying Hong Kong.

It was not until after 2000 that it slowly made a comeback.

Call ~
Chen Jiazhi withdrew his thoughts. He still had plenty of time to develop.

I don’t know why I had this dream, it scared me.

After wiping the sweat off his face, Chen Jiazhi got up quietly and walked outside. He lit a cigarette and stared at the moon in a daze, waiting for others to get up.

(End of this chapter)