Wang Erzhu was a prominent figure in Wang Village, and at this time in his previous life, he was the person Wang Peng envied the most.
Because he earned a high salary that everyone in the village envied—four hundred yuan a month.
But he will soon lose his job because a large-scale bird flu outbreak is about to occur in Ping'an County.
Overnight, almost all the chickens at the chicken farm died.
His boss went bankrupt, owing hundreds of thousands of dollars in debt, and was forced to sell his house and car to pay off the debts.
Wang Peng never expected that Wang Erzhu's unfortunate boss in his previous life was actually Li Mengjiao's father.
The main hall of the Li family.
Li Longfei glanced at the Jianlibao on the table, put down his teacup, and said, "Wang, you're in big trouble."
"Oh?" Wang Peng scratched his head and smiled, "Please enlighten me, Uncle Li."
“You’ve offended Dong Biao, and his mother has decided to deal with you, or more precisely, her business.”
“She would sell fried rice at the school gate. If you sold it for one dollar, she would sell it for eight cents. If you sold it for eight cents, she would sell it for six cents.”
"The Dong family runs a feed mill, not to make money, but to ruin your business."
In the end, Li Longfei looked at Wang Peng with a half-smile.
Wang Peng found it hilarious; wasn't this just a case of hurting the enemy a thousand while injuring himself two thousand two hundred?
A look of worry flashed in Li Mengjiao's eyes, and she opened her mouth to ask her father to persuade Dong Biao's mother.
Noticing her father glaring at her, she spoke up, knowing that knowing his temper, the more she pleaded, the worse it would get.
"You don't seem worried at all?" Li Longfei looked at Wang Peng and laughed. "Young man, you really can't compete with the Dong family right now."
Wang Peng said, "Thank you for the reminder, Uncle Li. I will handle this matter well."
The price of rice in Ping'an County has risen to two yuan per kilogram. He bought his rice for three mao per kilogram before the price increase, so he's not afraid of competing with Dong Biao's mother.
Li Longfei wondered to himself, why is this kid so confident? Is he just faking it?
"Young man, I can help you."
"The biggest costs of fried rice are rice and eggs, and eggs at farmers' markets cost at least three yuan per kilogram."
"From now on, when you buy eggs from me, I'll give you the wholesale price, two yuan per pound."
Wang Peng was taken aback. If he could really buy eggs at the wholesale price, not only would Dong Biao's mother not accept it, but even her grandmother would refuse.
However, there's no such thing as a free lunch, and this kind of benefit must come with conditions, so he smiled and waited for the other party to state their terms.
Li Longfei felt that this high school student was too steady, too steady for a high school student.
“Mengjiao’s mother works for the government, so my husband and I only have one daughter, Mengjiao.”
"Do you know how much I spoil her? I treat her like a precious gem, afraid she'll break if I hold her in my hands and melt if I keep her in my mouth."
"Xiao Wang, I hope you can all focus all your energy on your studies, do you understand?"
Wang Peng smiled and nodded, "Uncle Li, I understand what you mean."
What he meant was, if you don't date my daughter, I'll wholesale eggs to you, giving you the capital to compete with Dong Biao's mother.
However, if you refuse to listen to reason and instead have to suffer the consequences, I'll dig a hole and bury you.
The current family planning policy is quite strict. People working in the system can only have one child, otherwise they will be dismissed from their public office.
Wang Peng found it laughable; Li Mengjiao was indeed beautiful, and some people had already said she was the school beauty of No. 1 High School.
But Wang Peng wasn't interested in her.
He has the soul of a middle-aged man and has no desire to seduce a sixteen-year-old girl.
“Uncle Li, your big trouble is here too,” Wang Peng said.
"Oh? I'd like to hear more!" Li Longfei crossed his legs and casually lit a cigarette for himself.
Wang Peng sat upright and solemnly.
“I have a brother named Du Lei. His two old hens died of fowl plague.”
"Two roosters were also infected, and no medicine worked. They died within two days."
"I suspect that a new type of avian influenza virus, which has never been seen before, has an extremely high mortality rate, and is currently incurable, will ravage the poultry farming industry."
“Uncle Li, the virus hasn’t appeared yet, so you should quickly clear out your farm and sell everything you can.”
"Once the virus arrives, the consequences will be unimaginable."
Wang Peng finished speaking with a sincere expression.
Li Longfei immediately put down his crossed legs and stubbed out his cigarette two seconds later.
The chicken farm's feed was all bought on credit from the Dong family. If this situation were to occur, he would have to pay off his debts.
The biggest fear in animal husbandry is the death of poultry and livestock; losing everything is no joke.
"Xiao Wang, are you kidding me?" Li Longfei dared not take it lightly; the chicken farm was his foundation.
“I wouldn’t joke about something like this,” Wang Peng said seriously. “If it weren’t for Little Sprout… if it weren’t for Mengjiao helping me with my studies, if it weren’t for your cheap eggs, I wouldn’t be telling you all this.”
"Uncle Li, I have something to attend to, so I won't bother you any longer." Wang Peng stood up to say goodbye and turned to leave the Li family.
Li Longfei frowned, forgetting to go out and see his guest off.
Li Mengjiao and Han Xiaojing hurriedly chased after them.
"Are you trying to scare my dad on purpose? He's most afraid of our chickens dying," Li Mengjiao asked in a low voice.
"Have you forgotten that I have the special ability to foresee the future?" Wang Peng said, strutting around with his head held high.
"Stop joking!" Li Mengjiao stomped her foot. "Is what you're saying true? Du Lei's chickens couldn't even get cured of chicken plague after taking medicine?"
Wang Peng nodded and decided to go to Du Lei's house later to get his statement verified, since Du Lei's family didn't raise chickens at all.
Chen Xiaojing also looked worried. "Wang Peng, if you go to another school to sell fried rice, Dong Biao's mother is that kind of person. She'll really make you lose money and ruin your business."
"I don't care about life or death. If you're not convinced, then fight. Running away is not my style." Wang Peng waved his hand. "You guys keep talking, I'm leaving first."
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