Xiao Feng also said, "Yes, Sister Chen Hong is right. Let's treat this year as a trial run."
Yesterday, I also went to the orchard to dig up the seedlings that Sister Chen Hong had pressed down. They have already grown a lot of roots and can be transplanted this fall.
If the transplanting is successful, our production will gradually increase in two or three years.
Even if prices don't increase, our income won't decrease!
Xiao Hao's mother and Wang Xin's mother took the opportunity to make a request: "Chen Hong, if you plant any more seedlings in the future, don't forget to save some for our family. We've already discussed it with you, and we'd like to plant Laiyang pears as well."
After lunch, without taking a break, everyone got into two tricycles and a pickup truck, loaded up the fruit baskets prepared by the village chief, and headed to the orchard to pick fruit.
Chen Hong called Director Guan and Director Jin respectively, asking them to notify the city's transportation company to send trucks to pick up the pears tomorrow morning, and to make preparations for Beijing to receive the pears.
Chen Hong, a fruit merchant from the city, didn't give him the money. She planned to leave it to the village chief to negotiate with him. In the future, all the fruit in the village could be sold to him through the village chief, which would be a stable channel.
The village chief then went to the village and hired twenty men and women in their fifties at a rate of 150 yuan per day to help pick pears.
A large group of people entered the orchard. The village chief assigned them tasks, two people per group, each picking fruit from a single tree.
After picking one tree, move on to the next. The fruit trees are dwarfed and pruned, so you can pick 80% of the pears standing on the ground. Only a few pears at the top of the tree require a ladder.
This year's fruit is large, and with more people working, the harvesting speed is very fast.
Looking at the piles of pears under the tree, the village chief couldn't stop smiling. He found Chen Hong, who was weighing and packing the pears with Aunt Erhu.
"Chen Hong, I've checked, this year's yield is at least 40,000 jin."
No wonder there's an old saying: "They won't buy if you're standing, and they won't sell if you're lying down!" Haha, the fruit hanging on the tree doesn't look like there are that many, but picking them and piling them up under the tree will really make a fortune!
We can harvest over a thousand kilograms from each tree; it seems we don't have enough baskets.
I'll call and have someone send over more willow baskets right away, otherwise we won't have anything to carry the fruit tomorrow.
Chen Hong was also quite happy, "You can make the decisions on these small matters, I'll just be your foot soldier and do the work."
The village chief was very pleased with her trust and reliance, "Alright, you won't be staying at home for more than two days anyway, so don't worry about these trivial matters."
I've set up a separate account for your household income and expenses. You can check the transaction records yourself during the winter break at the end of the year!
“Great! Uncle, we’ll keep a thousand or eight hundred catties of pears for ourselves this season.”
"You guys can split the sales, and sell some to the hotel guests if they want some. That's one sales channel."
The village chief nodded and said, "I was also thinking of telling you about this, but I forgot to mention it to you at noon."
Yesterday, I picked some pears, and a few guests shared one with them. After eating them, they all said they were good and that they would buy some to take with them when they left.
I didn't dare promise them, but after picking them today, I think they can pick much more than I expected.
That would give us several thousand kilograms left to sell to them. You're right, retail is a bit troublesome, but what if it opens up more sales channels?
In a few years, when our pears are ripe and the distribution channels are established, we won't have to worry about selling them!
Chen Hong gave the village chief a thumbs up: "I think I shouldn't call you village chief anymore, I should call you chairman, you're too 'sensible'!"
The villagers working nearby burst into laughter.
"Village chief, you really should be promoted to chairman of the board!"
"Yes, yes! You're such a sensible person in our village!"
"Village chief, you can't just be the chairman of Chen Hong's family; you have to be the chairman of mine too!"
The village chief chuckled, his face full of wrinkles: "Sure, Chen Hong's family gives me their 100,000 yuan account to spend, so you give me an account to deposit 100,000 yuan too!"
"What are you thinking? If I had 100,000 yuan, I would have been sitting at the village entrance every day with a bottle of liquor and a bag of peanuts, standing guard for everyone."
"What the hell are you doing standing guard for everyone! You just want to go to the village entrance, drink some wine, and brag, don't you?"
With your unproductive ideas, you'd have a hard time even having 100,000 yuan in your account!
Everyone joked around while their hands kept moving. By 7 p.m., when it was getting dark, they had picked more than 30 trees.
There were more than 600 baskets of pears in total, weighing about 30,000 jin (15,000 catties).
Half of it has been transported home, but the other half is still not finished. Looking at the narrow, winding path, Chen Hong thought to herself, "It's time to build a road!"
If the road is wide enough, large vehicles can drive directly into the orchard, eliminating the need for tricycles and pickup trucks to make repeated trips back and forth.
It's time-consuming and laborious, and the efficiency is low!
It was getting dark, and the road was difficult to travel. We loaded up the last truckload and went home together for dinner.
Since there wasn't enough room in the restaurant, Aunt Guo and Aunt Erhu prepared boxed lunches for everyone.
They're all from the same village, so they're understanding of the situation and prioritize taking care of the guests.
They didn't stay; they took their boxed lunches and prepared to go home to eat, which Chen Hong felt bad about.
Xiao Feng and I took a bunch of plastic bags and filled each of the villagers who came to work with five jin of pears so they could take them home and enjoy them.
The pears were all unloaded in Chen Hong's yard. The customers dining in the restaurant hadn't left yet, so while waiting for a seat, Chen Hong quickly picked up the eggs and cleaned up.
I put the sheets and blankets back on, boiled water from my spatial storage, and brewed a pot of tea.
The women went to the front yard to help with the work, the men drank tea and smoked, and Chen Hong waited with the children for dinner.
There was an empty table in the front yard at 8:30, and Xiao Hao's mother called to tell them to come and eat.
After finishing the meal, seeing off the guests, and cleaning up, it was almost 10:30.
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