Chapter 56: Earning Small Money
This time, Zhao Feng specially drove the company's large purchasing truck. Thinking that Ye Zhen's family only had a few acres of sloping land, it shouldn't be much, so he sent two trucks in total.
Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, and the supermarkets are already purchasing bags of fruits and vegetables. These high-quality vegetables are usually specially packaged and placed on the vegetable shelves and sold by the box.
The truck slowly turned the eighteen bends on the mountain road and drove to Ye Zhen's doorstep.
The sound of the engine stalling was so loud that even the most lively conversation in the yard could be heard.
Father Ye walked out of the courtyard first. Zhao Feng jumped out of the car and greeted Father Ye directly when he saw him:
"Boss Ye, we're here to get the food. Should we start now or...?"
Dad Ye smiled so much that the corners of his mouth almost flew to the back of his head. "You can move it now, but there's no weighing yet." The wait has finally come. Everyone has drunk two pots of hot tea in the morning. If they don't come soon, he will go to the roadside to wait.
Zhao Feng waved his hand and said cheerfully, "It's okay. We'll take it."
Someone was asked to take the electronic scale off the truck, and Ye Zhen's family began to carry the vegetables out.
When the villagers saw this, they all came to help. They came to join in the fun and have the intention of helping out, but of course what mattered was how much money they could get for the goods.
The village chief in particular wanted to see the income from the Ye family’s farming and whether they could help the villagers get rich.
Mother Ye smiled and pulled open the tarpaulin. The four corners of the tarpaulin were pressed down with bricks and stones to prevent it from being blown away by the wind at night. Just as she was about to call little brother Ye, she turned around and looked at him. Her eyebrows were immediately raised:
"Ye Yang, come and help!"
Little Brother Ye is indeed a senior mobile phone enthusiast. Ever since Ye Zhen took away his mobile phone last time he went to school, he has been itching to get it back. He has no mind to attend classes at all. He just counts the days at school and wonders when he will be able to go home.
Ye Zhen had forgotten about this last night, and his phone was taken away by his younger brother Ye. Now he is squatting in the corner playing games intently.
Ye Zhen followed Ye Ma's line of sight, and his hands were almost dancing out shadows, and he was so focused that he ignored Ye Ma's shouting.
Ye Zhen: She has now discovered the advantages of little brother Ye. His hands are so flexible. When the wolfberries at the foot of the mountain are ripe in the future, it would be a huge waste of his hands if he doesn't pick them!
But it's easy to slack off when picking wolfberries, so... grown men still have to do solid physical work.
It seems that Dad Ye won’t need to call more people when he needs to plow the land and sow seeds again. Little Brother Ye is just the right person!
Anyway, Ye Zhen has no burden of exploiting child labor. She thinks her parents will be happy for their son to become a good man who is hardworking and lives a simple life.
Seeing how Ye's mother angrily grabbed up Ye Xiaodi, who was like a quail, while not forgetting to hold his cell phone, Ye Zhen silently added in his heart: I'll give him a hundred or eighty sets of test papers later, and as long as he doesn't die from doing them, I'll do them to death.
Disobedient? Ye Zhen said that a nightmare gift pack of cultivation was waiting for him, which would make him unable to escape the pain of taking exams every day even in his dreams.
Dislike of studying? Not true.
Ye Zhen smiled as he watched the person jumping up and down. Ye Yang shuddered coldly and dodged Ye Ma's move to snatch his phone.
"Mom, I'll move it right away!"
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As basket after basket of vegetables were weighed, the truck was also filled to the brim. When the last basket of lettuce was loaded, the person in charge of recording the data reported all the data directly:
"320 kilograms of oil-wheat, 278 kilograms of cucumbers, tomatoes..."
"Five times the market price, the total is..." When Zhao Feng said this, he seemed a little hesitant. He looked up at Ye's father in embarrassment. The surrounding villagers all had burning eyes, waiting for him to quote the final price.
"It's okay, just tell me!"
Ye Zhen was right next to them. She understood what Zhao Feng meant. Money was usually discussed in private. How could it be discussed in public?
Isn't this hateful?
But Ye Zhen wanted to let everyone know that farming can make money, especially by following her.
These are just ordinary vegetables. In the future, in addition to planting strawberries, plums, grapes... and other kinds of fruits, which are already high in price, she is confident that she can grow them well regardless of the geographical environment.
It’s just a matter of formation, there are many ways to practice Taoism.
Once her abilities improve through cultivation through a variety of fruits and vegetables, she will be able to begin cultivating all kinds of rare and useful plants. The polluted air will be the first thing she wants to purify.
Seeing that Ye Zhen's family didn't care, Zhao Feng directly quoted: "One hundred and seventy-eight thousand six hundred and twenty-five yuan."
"Hiss!" The villagers nearby took a breath.
Even the village chief widened his eyes in shock, staring at the notebook in Zhao Feng's hand in disbelief.
He now had an urge to snatch it away and take a closer look at it bit by bit. Was he really right?
Close to 180,000, what does this mean?
There are only dozens of households in their village, and more than half of the young people go out to work. No matter how capable the remaining people are, they can't save 20,000 or 30,000 yuan a year by living frugally, and that's still an exaggeration.
And now, I can earn so much just by growing vegetables for more than two months. The leeks and sweet potato vines grow one after another. How much effort does it take?
Even though the village chief had been brainstorming for a long time, Ye Zhen's family still received the bank transfer. In an instant, the villagers became more determined to follow Ye Minghai's family in growing strawberries.
These ordinary vegetables are so expensive, there is no reason why something as delicate as strawberries can be cheaper!
Zhao Feng had no idea what the villagers were thinking. He still had one thing to do:
"Boss Ye, do you still have the bayberries you ordered last time?"
"Yes, why not?"
Ye's father thought that something had happened to Zhao Feng. The Ye family had been picking the fruits from the tree every day in the past few days, and there were still a lot on the tree. Ye Zhen had bought three mature seedlings, and with her diligence in infusing them with spiritual energy, the fruit tree was doing quite well.
To paraphrase Brother Ye: That was a result of the use of all one’s might.
In short, all the fruits have ripened in the past few days, each one is big and red, satisfying the appetite of Ye Zhen's family.
However, even though bayberry is extremely sweet, it will still make your teeth ache.
After eating a lot for a few days, Dad Ye came to his senses and persuaded Grandpa Ye to secretly buy a small jar of white wine. The two of them secretly made a larger version of bayberry wine.
Ye's mother was too tired to complain. Now that she knew she had someone to back her up, what could she do?
Grandma Ye nags Grandpa Ye every day, but he has his own ideas:
"What do you know? Life is here, so enjoy it. I'm already half buried in the earth, I don't have to worry about food or drink, so what's wrong with drinking a little?"
What else? If you have the guts to, don't ask her to massage you when you're in pain! Don't ask her to serve you!
Bah! You old man.
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Father Ye brought Zhao Feng to the bayberry tree and said, "How many do you want? Pick them yourself. There are only so many on the tree."
Zhao Feng nodded happily:
"Boss Zhao, your bayberries are amazing. I'll buy more this time. Manager Wang also asked me to help bring 50 kilograms!"
"Fifty kilograms?" Dad Ye was surprised. Can he finish this?
"Yes, Manager Wang has many relatives. Last time, we didn't have enough to share. This time, we can give gifts during the Dragon Boat Festival."
Zhao Feng also wanted to buy more. Anyone who has tasted the bayberry knows the taste. If his salary was not so limited, he would also like to buy dozens of kilograms at a time.
Alas, if you want to eat good food, you have to make money!
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