Chapter 295 Self-production and self-sales
Chapter 295 Self-production and self-sales
After hanging up the phone with Zhang Xueying, Han Changping suddenly became excited. Lang Xiujuan, who was sitting on a chair doing accounts, kept looking at Han Changping's strange expression until he put down the phone and asked,
"Changping, is this equipment really that important?"
"Of course, with the equipment, we can produce and sell our own products."
"Self-produced and self-sold? Doesn't that mean the rice we're harvesting now is also self-produced and self-sold?"
"Of course not."
Han Changping calmed down his excitement and walked over, pulled a chair and sat down opposite Lang Xiujuan.
"Rice can only be considered a raw material. It has to be processed into rice and packaged into bags before it can be considered a finished product that can be sold."
“Does the equipment cost a lot of money?”
"Well, it shouldn't be too little."
As he spoke, Han Changping pressed hard on the table and stood up.
"But it doesn't matter. Money is not the problem. This is what matters."
Han Changping looked at Lang Xiujuan with a confused look on his face, pointed at his head, and walked out with a smile.
The people in the yard were harvesting crops and lined up in a long, orderly queue. Seeing how much support the villagers showed him, Han Changping smiled and greeted everyone.
"Brother, you must be cold. Go inside and rest for a while. I'll take care of you."
"Xiao Si, it's not cold. I'll be warm all over after getting busy."
Han Changping nodded. At this time, Lang Xiujuan once again wrapped her scarf around her neck, put on a thick cotton jacket, and walked out with a notebook and pen in her hands.
"Second sister, you go in and rest for a while, I'll come."
It has been very busy these days, and Mei Yingxue has to teach during the day, so Han Yuemei volunteered to come and help during the day.
The task of checking the accounts was left to Mei Yingxue and Lang Xiujuan when she came back in the evening.
"Xiujuan, have you rested yet?"
"It's getting warmer now. Second sister, go into the house and check on the child. I think he's almost awake."
"Oh, okay, I'll go inside and take a look. I'll turn you later."
Han Yuemei's cheeks were red from the cold. She rubbed her frozen hands as she walked into the house.
"Everyone, don't worry. Each household has given you a small slip. Once the grain is harvested and we have settled the accounts, we will use the loudspeaker to notify everyone to come to our house to collect the money."
"Xiao Si, you don't need to tell me. Everyone trusts you. It's not easy for you in such a cold day."
"Thank you for your support, thank you for your support."
The weather was really cold, and it was a bit too much for one person to keep accounts and pay bills, so Han Changping came up with this idea.
Looking at the men who were moving rice into the warehouse, Han Changping walked over and reminded them,
"Everyone, be careful. Remember, don't mix them up. This warehouse only stores the grain collected by me, Han Changping. The other two warehouses store the grain for my eldest sister and second sister respectively. Don't mix them up."
"Changping, we all remember it. Even if we can't remember it, your second brother won't open another door for us, ha..."
With work to do and money to earn, everyone started to feel happy again.
At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Han Yuemei shouted at Han Changping,
"Changping, Changping, come here for a moment. The call is from your third sister."
When he heard that it was his third sister calling, Han Changping raised his eyebrows, turned around and strode into the house.
"Hello, Third Sister."
"Changping, bad news! The Hou family has also started to collect grain."
"Don't be impatient, Third Sister, tell me slowly, what's going on?"
“Some of them suddenly came today and started collecting food from the village. The price was the same as ours. Your third brother-in-law and I remembered what you said.
They collect theirs, we collect ours, but the village chief helps them behind the scenes, going door to door and saying bad things about us, encouraging those people to sell all their grain to Hou Ping. No one comes to our place since the afternoon. What should we do?
"Third sister, where did you call from?"
"Oh, it was the brigade headquarters calling. I took advantage of the fact that no one was around and gave the old man who was watching the house a pack of cigarettes. That's why he let me in to make the call. Xiao Si, what should we do now?"
Hou Ping's move was really mean. I originally thought they would use the same old trick again, but I didn't expect them to use such a mean trick against me. Haha...
"Third sister, don't be anxious. Don't get into conflict with Hou Ping's people. If you can't take it, just take a break first."
"Xiao Si, you can't take a break. If you do, you won't make any money!"
It can be heard that Han Yueyun over there is extremely anxious.
"Third sister, has Brother Pojiao sent any food over in the past two days?"
"Oh, you mean him? Yes, I sent it. I can get a car to deliver it every day. Don't worry, I'll do as you said and put the money in the bag."
Han Changping laughed when he heard this.
"Then how about this, Third Sister, you guys give up this part of the village for the time being and let Hou Ping and the others take over. Then you can ask my Third Brother-in-law to go take a look at the surrounding villages?
We'll settle for whatever you can, and remember to tell everyone we'll pay in cash, weighed and paid at the time."
Having said this, Han Changping thought for a moment and said,
"Well, you can ask my third brother-in-law to hire a hand-held scale, equip it with a scale and go down to collect the money. You can also go with him to keep accounts and pay. If it is convenient, you can find a family in the village to stay and collect the money.
The grain is temporarily left in the yards of residents' homes. It's collected on the first day and then hauled back to your home the next day using a hand-pulled truck. Once a large truck is full, it's brought back."
"Okay, I'll listen to you, Xiao Si. I'll go back and discuss it with your third brother-in-law. But, Xiao Si, are we really going to just put up with them bullying us like this?"
"Third sister, don't worry, I'll think about it again. You and my third brother-in-law must be careful."
"Okay, got it."
After hanging up the phone, Han Yuemei, who had been listening to Han Changping, walked over holding the awakened Wang Dongdong.
"Changping, is that bastard Hou Ping going against you again?"
"After all, Hou Baiwan's influence is still very large in the entire Xiangyang Town. I should have expected that he would do this earlier."
"Changping, what should we do? If Hou Baiwan greets every village chief like this, how will we harvest our grain?"
Han Yuemei's words were not alarmist, but it was obvious that Hou Baiwan was not in good shape in Laotun and Erhe Village.
Thinking of this, Han Changping's mind suddenly turned. How could he have forgotten "Jingwa Village"? He didn't know how the children there were doing now.
Thinking of this, Han Changping hurriedly picked up the phone again and dialed "Jingwa Village".
"Hello,"
"Old village chief, it's me, Han Changping."
When the village chief heard that it was Han Changping, he immediately shouted happily,
"Boss Han, I haven't heard your voice for a long time. Are you okay now?"
"Okay, okay, are the kids over there okay?"
"Okay, okay, I'm fine. The kids were saying when you'd come over, they'd sing a song for you. Ha, hahahaha..."
"I've been harvesting food lately, so I'm really busy. I'll bring some chalk to the children in a few days. It's getting cold, so I guess it's not cold in the classroom, right?"
"The children are warm. Boss Han, why don't you come to our village to collect the grain? Do you think our mountain roads are difficult to travel on?"
It’s okay, I’ll organize a bullock cart to load all the food from home and deliver it to you.”
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