1994: Vegetable farmers strike back

Chapter 81 Chen Jiazhi's Notebook

Qi Yongfeng pulled a cart and loaded two hundred kilograms of Chinese cabbage in bamboo baskets onto the cart for the monk.

I originally planned to use better plastic baskets, but I was too busy to have them custom-made. However, I could buy a lot of second-hand bamboo baskets in the wholesale market.

Convenient and not afraid of losing.

After loading the vegetables, Qi Yongfeng was about to leave with the cart when the monk suddenly asked, "Are you helping vegetable farmer Chen now?"

Qi Yongfeng was stunned. The monk rarely paid attention to him, but this time he not only asked him questions but also handed him a cigarette.

Qi Yongfeng took the cigarette and said with a smile: "Yes, my husband and I are both helping Brother Zhi. Besides us, there are two other couples."

After a pause, Qi Yongfeng continued, "Brother Zhi is very kind, and his vegetable growing skills are first-class. There are still many vegetables in the field. Boss, you can come and see them anytime."

"I will go." Xu He nodded. The conversation with Qi Yongfeng made him more confident.

He didn't know what was going on. He had clearly looked down on Chen Cainong some time ago, but now he was putting his chips on him.

Maybe it’s because of the confidence of small vegetable farmers.

Mao Liangcai stood at the edge of the crowd, watching many of his colleagues flock to Chen the vegetable farmer.

He recalled that about two months ago, Chen the vegetable farmer was still selling small and tender Chinese cabbages. Many people bought them, but basically no one cared about his name.

All I know is that he is a handsome vegetable farmer.

He can sometimes take advantage of others.

Two months later, Chen Cainong had become tanned. He stood in front of the stall, waiting to be called by Chen Cainong, like a small follower.

"Your turn, Curly."

"Hey, good."

Chen Jiazhi still felt a little uncomfortable looking at the curly cabbage head without any resistance.

But he wouldn't deliberately cause trouble.

Collect money, pack food and send guests away~
Business tonight is still bustling, but from another perspective it can also be said to be calm because it is very orderly.

Just charge money for repeat dishes.

Yi Dinggan and the other two stayed a little longer today, and then they repeatedly watched Chen Jiazhi taking notes and collecting money with a notebook.

Until the end.

Yi Dinggan breathed a sigh of relief and stood up: "Let's go buy some meat and go back to celebrate the festival."

Chen Jiazhi handed out cigarettes to a few people and said with a smile, "I'll treat you to some soda later."

It is impossible not to buy some good things to take back during the holidays, but the market is full of mixed people, and he has been too conspicuous in the past two days. Most people in the market know about his existence.

With so many vegetables and high prices, you have to have a lot of cash on you, which is still very attractive to some people.

So today Yi Dinggan and the other two were waiting for him.

Vegetable farmers also have their own festivals. No matter how busy they are, they have to reward themselves with a good meal.

Chen Jiazhi went to buy a local chicken, a grass carp, two pounds of pork ribs and a winter melon before returning home satisfied.

After returning home, I gave the bag to Li Xiu, who was woken up by the tricycle, and then went to wrap the soaked seeds in cloth to germinate.
From the evening until four in the morning of the next day, I was busy and coordinating plans. It was not until I took a shower and lay in bed that I completely relaxed.

"Jiazhi, I've counted it, a total of 3942 yuan!"

Li Xiu looked towards the head of the bed happily, and found that Chen Jiazhi had already fallen asleep.

The lights were on in the room and it was very quiet. Chen Jiazhi was lying flat on his back, snoring softly, but he was indeed asleep.

Li Xiu moved closer and looked at his face. He was much darker and his skin was rough, but she felt that he looked better.

Li Xiu couldn't sleep with the shoulder bag still in her hand. When she put the money into the bag, she saw a small black notebook with a ballpoint pen on it.

She took it out and flipped through the notes on it.

This is a notebook for marketing.

It was filled with customer information, but there were no names, just codes.

Most of them are license plate numbers.

Even customers who know their names will write the license plate number after their names.

Jiazhi told her that this was to facilitate the delivery of food, which was not only convenient for him, but also for Qi Yongfeng and others to assist him.

Behind each customer's name are numbers and calculation formulas.

The layout is very neat and the handwriting is very beautiful, just like the person.

She thought of her own handwriting, which Jiazhi described as being like bean sprouts, long and thin, not pretty at all. Her eyes darkened.

She flipped through the pages again and came to the records of the past few days. She still remembered that she sold 2754 yuan on the morning of June 6.11, 3339 yuan yesterday, and only counted 3942 yuan today.

Sold 10,000 yuan in three days!

After paying back the 1,000 yuan to the agricultural supply store, the family still had 1,700 yuan left.

But during this period, seven or eight more trucks of pig manure arrived, and they only paid a deposit. After so many times of cooperation, even the pig farm had basic trust in Jiazhi.

After deducting the expenses of buying seed gift boxes and festival expenses in the past two days, there is actually no money left at home.

But now I have become a millionaire with a monthly income of 10,000 yuan!

Just three days!

Even after paying back the money to the pig farm, there are still a few thousand yuan left.

How could she possibly sleep!

It was too fast, so fast that it caught her off guard!

The fact that she spent money like water before had made her feel distressed and uneasy, but Jiazhi said that the greater the investment, the higher the return.

Now the rewards are indeed very high, higher than she had ever imagined.

And this is not the end yet, only one third of this batch of Chinese cabbage has been harvested.

She didn't dare to think further.
After a long pause, she carefully looked at today's records again.

Only through the long list of numbers and formulas recorded in the notebook every day could she feel the hustle and bustle of the market.

Big customers are okay.

This morning I packed it in baskets.

But more customers are made up of small orders, such as the 377 that Jiazhi often mentions.

This morning I wrote in my notebook:

377：菜心10+10+5+20+25+15=85*2.8=238；苋菜：10+15=25*2.4=60；丝瓜：5+10=15*2.3=34.5；苦瓜：5+10+15=30*2.3=69。

The total is 391.5 yuan.

Each '+' sign represents a plastic bag for packaging, which will then be delivered to small restaurants by 377.

There are a lot of '+' signs on 377, with a total of 13 bags of vegetables this morning, which means it is troublesome to pack them separately, and the vegetables cannot be mixed up with other customers' vegetables when they are delivered.

That's why Jiazhi would force him into the car when the vegetables were not selling well.
With such good service in the past, he was sure to get 377.

Some big customers, such as stall No. 18, would take the food back, hire workers to repack it, and then distribute it to restaurants;
And the hotel's own purchases...

Each situation is different.

Jiazhi told her all these little by little while she was eating, working, and sleeping. Even though she had never been to a wholesale market, she had a basic understanding of how the market operated.

The digital records for the past two or three days have taken up several pages.

Just looking at it makes me tired.

You can imagine how busy the site is, which is why they smell of sweat when they come back every day.

Li Xiu looked at the records one by one and saw the last page this morning. There was a summary figure: 4004 yuan.

More than she could count.

She remembered that she had bought some vegetables and had left a few dozen dollars in change in her bag yesterday, so the total amount came to 3942 yuan.

It turns out that Jiazhi's calmness was pretended. He didn't count, but he could calculate.

Before the number 4004, there are a bunch of weight summaries.

For example, there are 1154 kilograms of Chinese cabbage, with the note "cleared on 5.20".

There were exactly 180 kilograms of amaranth, which were sold for 432 yuan.

There are a total of 43 kilograms of loofah and 41 kilograms of bitter melon, with a note of '↓' at the back and a question mark next to it.

What do you mean?
Want to take action against her loofah?
But through this information, she knew that while selling vegetables, Jiazhi was still planning the vegetables in the field.
Li Xiu held the notebook in her left hand and stroked her belly with her right hand. She looked back at the man on the bed. Jia Zhi had completely changed.

It's gotten better.

It becomes more reassuring.

Become ambitious.

But she was not good enough. Whether it was planting technology management or market sales, she was completely like a layman in front of Jiazhi.

She didn't want to fall behind, so besides giving birth to a child, she could also learn slowly and could always help.

(End of this chapter)