Although Wahou is a relatively remote place, isn’t the transportation in Yiwu also inconvenient?

There are no trains or factories there, resources are scarce, and the level of knowledge is not high. However, these unfavorable factors did not prevent it from becoming a world-famous commodity distribution center, and it even has a great reputation internationally.

In fact, it is not just Yiwu. Even the nationally famous top ten markets in Wenzhou are not in prosperous areas, but are located in some remote corners.

There is also Yishan, a famous textile distribution center in the country. The environment there can only be described as rugged, and you really have to climb mountains and wade through water.

Because these are remote areas, the government's intervention is relatively small, which is conducive to development under the current environment and is not easy to be banned.

By the time the government discovered these hidden markets, they had already grown to a certain scale and it was no longer easy to ban them.

Some domestic experts call this situation the border area effect.

It can be seen that distribution centers cannot be placed in prosperous areas.

If it works in other places, why not in Wahou?

Even if we can't do it on a nationwide scale, we can definitely do it on a scale in the three northern provinces!

Yes, let’s do it right away. Let Zhang Hai report to the commune and open a market.

Perhaps to prove the correctness of Wan Feng's idea of ​​opening a market, in addition to these people selling shoes, Wan Feng actually saw a stall selling melons.

Isn’t this Old Liangtou?

Old Liang spread a sack on the ground, with a small pile of melons neatly stacked on it. He sat upright on a small stool, looking like Jiang Taigong fishing, waiting for everyone to take the bait.

He still has melons to sell at this time?

Wan Feng came over and said, "Uncle Liang, it's been a while since we last met. You seem to be getting stronger."

Old Liang laughed and threw a melon to Wan Feng.

Wan Feng didn't hesitate to smash the melon with his hands and started eating it, with the juice covering his face.

"It seems like I haven't eaten your old melons for a long time. Your old melons are still delicious. How are the melons selling this year?"

"You won't sell me melons this year. The melons are all rotting in the fields."

Wan Feng was stunned: "That's not right. I won't have the time to sell your melons in the future, but didn't I arrange for someone to sell your melons?"

He knew that he could not sell melons this year, so he transferred the business to Liang Wan. After the contract responsibility system was implemented this year, the team's horse-drawn carriage was bought by Liang Wan. He was also familiar with selling melons. Last year, he was the one who transported all of Wan Feng's melons to the county town.

When the melons were harvested, it was the time for farm work and there was probably not much else to do except wading the fields. Could it be that Liang Wan didn't go to sell the melons?

"Hehe, I'm just saying, don't worry! Liang Wandu sold them all to me, and now there are only some late melons left. I figured you guys are richer now, so I came here to sell them."

I only made a little money last year, so does that mean I'm rich?

"You've come at the wrong time. Why don't you come in the morning? There are out-of-town buyers there. Those are the rich ones."

"Hey, I've already finished my sales this morning."

It turns out that they are the ones with foresight.

"Uncle Liang, if there was a market in Wahou, wouldn't it be much more convenient for you to sell things?"

Old Liang immediately laughed: "That would be great, but it's impossible. Our commune market has only been open for a few days, how can it be our turn to open a market?"

"That's not necessarily true. Who said we can't hold a market?"

"It would be much more convenient if there was a market in Wahou."

At this time, Zhang Hai staggered out of the machinery factory.

Wan Feng said goodbye to Lao Liangtou and walked to the team building almost at the same time as Zhang Hai. The two of them sat on the steps in front of the building.

Wan Feng expressed his thoughts.

"Opening a market?" Zhang Hai was shocked. What's wrong with this guy? He just said he wanted to keep a low profile a few days ago, and today he's planning to open a market.

No matter how you look at it, opening a market has nothing to do with being low-key.

"Tell me, how did you come up with the idea of ​​opening a market?"

"I think after the contract responsibility system is implemented, the members will grow all kinds of strange things on their own land. If they can't consume these things themselves, they will definitely sell them. We provide a site and charge a little management fee. Why not?"

"Speak human language to me, and stop talking nonsense."

You learned my words again. Have you submitted the patent?

Wan Feng simply explained his idea in a very clear and concise manner, which took a total of 35 minutes.

Zhang Hai remained silent like a mummy for several minutes.

This time he was really scared. Is this guy starting to look across the country?

This bull seems to be exaggerating.

"You said you were going to keep a low profile a few days ago, but how come you changed before dark?"

"I thought, the bold will die of overeating, the timid will die of starvation. The worst that can happen is that we get arrested and imprisoned for two years, which is the worst. If we start the exhibition now, we will have the upper hand. Using two years to change the exhibition will not be a loss in any way. Now whoever is ahead will get rich. On the other hand, if nothing goes wrong, wouldn't it be a profit?"

Zhang Hai didn't understand. This guy doesn't gamble, so why does he have the heart of a gambler?

"Can it be developed? Our place isn't exactly a convenient place for transportation. The nearest national highway is five miles away."

"This has nothing to do with convenient transportation. It's easier to develop in a remote place like ours. We can just collect management fees, which is a considerable income per year."

When Qian Zhanghai was mentioned, his eyes lit up. "If you say so, let's do it. There's nothing to be afraid of. Even if it gets any worse, we'll just go back to the way things were before. It can't get any worse. I'll go to the commune and file a report right away."

Zhang Hai left as soon as he said he would.

"You can ride my motorcycle. It's fast."

"Yes, let me ride that thing of yours more often in the future."

"It's fine to ride, just don't ride into the ditch."

"Bah! Not a single nice word."

After Zhang Hai left, Wan Feng sat alone on the steps and looked at the ditch in front of the team headquarters.

Xigouli is named after this ditch.

This is a ravine that is one hundred meters wide and about six hundred meters long. To the east of the ravine is Dongling. Luan Feng's family lives at the head of the ravine under Dongling.

There is a small stream on the west side. After crossing the stream is the residential area in Wahou Xigou. Behind the residential area is Xiling, and on the other side of Xiling is Shanhou Team.

The end of this ditch is the south slope, also called Nanling. The brick and tile factory is located at the foot of the south slope at the end of the ditch.

This ravine is surrounded by mountains on three sides. Soybeans and corn are now planted in the ravine. The leaves have turned yellow and will be felled in a few days.

This ditch will be the location of the market in the future. Once the market is formed, there will probably be many shops under Dongling.

Do you want to get some land in Dongling first?

If it is really developed, this land will be worth a lot of money in the future.

Looking at it this way, it seems that I lost money building this house.

So should we build another factory in Dongling?

Wan Feng was in a dilemma.