1994: Vegetable farmers strike back

Chapter 92: Old Wu, you still say you’re not a vegetable tyrant?!
There are no stars tonight, it's completely dark.

But under the illumination of several people's headlights, the red and green vegetables intertwined clearly fell into Chen Jiazhi's eyes.

The green one is the cabbage heart.

The red one is amaranth.

The two dishes were placed together on the ground, and the six vegetable workers came back one after another. Chen Jiazhi looked at them first. The headlamp was a little bright, but the faces under the light showed excitement and nervousness, and they were all waiting for him to speak.

Chen Jiazhi looked at the dishes again and there should be more than on the Dragon Boat Festival.

On the Dragon Boat Festival, 1421 kilograms of vegetables were harvested, but Chen Jiazhi participated that day and Li Xiu also helped.

This time, he and Li Xiu only picked loofah and bitter melon. After working in the fields for a while, they went home early to rest.

Even with two fewer people, they still managed to produce so many dishes.

Just collect as much as you can ~ Is the value so high?

You guys really work hard!
After a thousand words came together, Chen Jiazhi said, "Thank you for your hard work. Let's serve the food."

It's also a bit difficult to serve the dishes.

The space in a tricycle compartment is not particularly large, only a few square meters at most.

You can only put bamboo baskets with more and heavier vegetables on the bottom layer, then cover them with a layer of water-soaked cloth, and then stack lighter vegetable baskets on the cloth.

Stack them up layer by layer.

There are more than three layers of it.

In order to balance the vehicle, a fourth layer was stacked near the driver's seat, and then tied again with belts and ropes.

It looks very tall and spectacular.

Fortunately, the tricycle at that time was heavy and sturdy.

Even so, Qi Yongfeng's bicycle still carried a cart full of vegetables.

The other vegetable farmers who also got up to pack vegetables were dumbfounded. Yi Dinggan and the other two did not leave first and waited for him.

Li Mingkun jokingly said, "Scholar, let's see who gets to the market first this time."

Chen Jiazhi: “…”

Yi Dinggan interrupted, "Stop it, this is no joke. Jiazhi, you drive slowly in the front, Yongfeng and I will watch over you from the back."

Chen Jiazhi nodded.

In fact, I was a little nervous during the Dragon Boat Festival, even more so this time than last time.

Have to be careful.

After all, there is a Luoxi Bridge there.

Besides, it just rained heavily, so the road conditions along the way are hard to say.

Li Xiu and Chen Jiafang also got up and looked at the cart full of vegetables, equally filled with worry.

Chen Jiazhi and Ao Dehai checked again and confirmed that it was firmly fixed before waving their hands, lighting the fire and setting off.

The Shifeng tricycle made a rumbling sound and felt a bit overwhelmed.

"Jiazhi, be careful on the road."

"Yi Dinggan, please keep a close eye on it."

"Don't worry, we have several people watching over us, nothing will happen."

Looking at the convoy disappearing into the night, several vegetable workers felt a little nervous.

It seems like I collected too much.

...

Within a day, news of the Beijiang River dike collapse quickly spread.

Local radios and televisions were filled with news about soldiers and government agencies working to alleviate the disaster.

People from all walks of life are watching.

For those in the vegetable industry, vegetable producing areas along the Beijiang River were flooded, and about 30% of summer vegetable fields in the Pearl River Delta had no harvest.

Roads are damaged, waterways are blocked, and transportation is interrupted.
They are all conveying the same message: the market is about to be cut off from supply.

The entire market has been filled with a sense of anxiety since the beginning of the day.

Many merchants feel desperate. Orders prepaid to production areas may not be fulfilled due to harvest failure, and they may go bankrupt at any time.

The young owner of stall No. 6 was very happy, as the stall was piled high with storable winter melons and pumpkins.

Buyers are also anxious~
Some people go to major markets to look for vegetables before 12 o'clock.

This is what Mao Liangcai is like.

The reason why he could always buy bargains was because of his diligent legs. He arrived at the market earlier than others and left later. He had to walk a long way in the morning.

But he never gets tired of it.

Because he works so hard, the entire market situation is under his control.

Just to buy cheaper and better food and make more profit.

The hot market at the end of yesterday's trading session had already aroused his vigilance, and he had been following the news during the day.

As soon as I learned the specific situation, I felt troubled.

He delivers to three factories, two government agencies, and several small restaurants.

There are many kinds of vegetables needed every day, including nightshades, bulbs, and leafy vegetables. We need a lot of each.

The more vegetables there are, the easier it is for him to buy them.

The less food there is, the more tears I feel when I talk about it.

For some reason, he thought of Chen the vegetable farmer, hoping that he could keep his promise last night that Chinese cabbage would cost three yuan per pound.

After taking a look around the market early in the morning, Mao Liangcai also bought a lot of vegetables.

Well, potatoes, pumpkins, winter melon, winter melon~
No matter how much you hate this thing, you have to buy it;

No matter how much you hate the people at work, you still have to eat.

Then, he came to the corner of fate again.

If you were to ask who in the entire market could still have sufficient leafy vegetables at this time, based on Mao Liangcai's experience of taking at least tens of thousands of steps in the morning, it would only be that man.

He inexplicably thought of his encounter with Chen the vegetable farmer when he bought Kunming Chinese cabbage a few days ago.

That look full of expectation.

That faint smile.

Suddenly, he shuddered. It turned out that Chen Cainong had been waiting for this day for a long time.

"Lao Mao, why are you shaking? Aren't you cold?!"

There were already quite a few people standing in the corner, including Xu He. He noticed something strange about Curly Hair and wondered.

Mao Liangcai came back to his senses and said, "Did I tremble? No." The monk said seriously, "Yes."

The others also looked over.

"Are you scared? It's really hard to buy vegetables in the market right now. It's hard for us. We have to come here in advance and wait for a small vegetable farmer. It's ridiculous."

"If you feel embarrassed, then don't wait here. Go buy other vegetables first and come back later to buy Chen's vegetables."

"If I can buy some food, what's the point of losing face?"

"..."

"Lao Mao, you don't have to be afraid. Chen the vegetable farmer will definitely have vegetables. He was very stable some time ago."

Mao Liangcai: “…”

Am I scared?
He is not afraid of having no food.
He is afraid of Chen vegetable farmers.

This young vegetable farmer is a bit strange. He seems to be successful in the market because of his hard work, but he has been defeated by the old vegetable farmer several times.

I'm a little scared indeed.

After waiting for a while, some people left impatiently, but more people were still waiting.

The same vegetables are always available in the market.

Although the price will increase, it is still available. However, fresh leafy vegetables like those from Chen Vegetable Farmer are really scarce!
Time passed little by little.

One o'clock passed quickly.

Some people became anxious, and Old Wu, who had only been at stall No. 18 for a short while, complained.

"Chen Cai Nong got up late again today?"

"Not only did he not come, but the three vegetable farmers who worked with him also didn't come. I remember that the vegetables produced by those three farmers were pretty good recently."

"What the hell? Their vegetable fields are not flooded either."

Hearing this, Chen Ze in the crowd also began to worry: "I went there once. There's a river not far from the Dongxiang vegetable market. If the water level rises..."

Everyone felt a little disappointed.

But soon there were exclamations from the entrance of the alley, and then only purchasers were seen running towards that side.

Everyone looked carefully and saw a tricycle loaded with vegetable baskets driving in, and next to it were four bicycles also loaded with vegetables.

"Damn, Chen the vegetable farmer has done something big again."

"What are you standing there for? Come over and help!" Old Wu yelled, then ran over with the workers, with a steel pipe in his hand.

Everyone woke up from a dream.

As soon as they entered the alley, Chen Cainong's convoy was surrounded by a crowd. It was useless to wait in the corner.

Chen Jiazhi's scalp felt a little numb.

After a thrilling journey on the road, we were met with a swarm of people as soon as we entered the market gate.

The tricycle was already slow to begin with, and now it could only move as slowly as a snail.

He shouted a few times, but it didn't help much.

At this moment, a roar was heard from not far away: "Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

The voice was hysterical.

Full of murderous intent.

I saw a man holding a steel pipe running towards the front of the tricycle.

The steel pipes made a harsh sound as they rubbed against the ground, and there were many people following beside and behind him.

This momentum?
Are we going to fight again?
The crowd that was blocking the way slowly retreated.

Two market regulators also came, but they only paid 300 yuan a month, so there was no need to rush in at this time.

Chen Jiazhi stared blankly at the awe-inspiring Old Wu. He even said, "You're not a vegetable tyrant." Who would believe that if he told anyone else?!
In a split second, Old Wu stepped aside, stood beside the tricycle, and waved, shouting, "What are you standing there for? Let's go!"

"okay."

Chen Jiazhi woke up as if from a dream.

The passage had been cleared, and he saw familiar old customers standing on both sides of the alley.

A broken tricycle passed by with four bicycles on it.

Feeling the gazes from the purchasing staff, stall owners, and other vegetable farmers, Yi Dinggan looked at the Shifeng tricycle in the front. What a show!
Old Wu was dragging the steel pipe, and Xu He, Chen Ze, Curly Head, 377 and others followed behind, also with mixed feelings.

This is the first time a customer has paved the way for you, right?!
Is this still a small vegetable farmer?
But when they saw the big cart full of vegetables and the vegetable farmer Chen who was accompanied by his four younger brothers, everyone felt that the journey was worth it.

At least I don’t have to worry about food.

After Chen Jiazhi and a few others parked the car, they turned around and saw pairs of eyes staring at their corner.

Gudong~
Li Mingkun swallowed and said nothing, not knowing what to do.

Guo Mancang was silently preparing the dishes.

Yi Dinggan wanted to speak. In the past, he seemed to be the one who appeared at such occasions, but now he was not the most prominent person in Dongxiang Vegetable Market.

Everyone looked at Chen Jiazhi.

Chen Jiazhi estimated the number of people and felt that most of the purchases in the market came here.

In fact, he had never experienced such a situation, but fortunately he had a lot of life experience, so he definitely couldn't be cowardly at this time.

You have to hold on to your appearance.

But how to start?

After thinking about it, looking at Old Wu who had not put down the steel pipe yet, Chen Jiazhi clasped his fists like he saw on TV.

"Thank you all for coming. Let's stick to the old rules. Come one by one. Old Wu, you go first today. Vegetable prices have gone up, too. Brother Yi, you guys should sell as you please."

Chen Jiazhi did not say how much the increase would be.

But everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Great! 80 jins of premium choy sum, 60 jins of regular choy sum, and 60 jins of amaranth~"

Old Wu placed the order, then inserted the steel pipe in his hand into the hole in the cart with a clang.

While Qi Yongfeng was weighing the items, Chen Jiazhi also calculated the bill. "A total of 586 yuan."

I showed Old Wu the price on his notebook, paid him, and then loaded the vegetables onto the cart.

While loading the vegetables, Chen Jiazhi took a few more glances at Old Wu's cart.

Old Wu understood immediately.

The steel pipe was immediately removed.

"Take it and return it to me tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)