Chapter 122 Chapter 122 I'm perfectly capable of doing this. ...
Old Wang stopped talking and strode forward with his head down.
A farmer who was weeding in the field saw Lin Jingyuan and greeted him warmly, "Jingyuan, where are you going?"
Lin Jingyuan said, "Uncle Wang's radishes aren't growing tall enough, I'll go take a look."
"Great!" said the weeder. "You'll definitely be able to keep an eye on the radishes. Come to my house sometime and get a few cabbages. We were almost ruined by pests, but after using the pesticide you mentioned, everything is fine now."
Lin Jingyuan smiled and agreed.
Song Xinran followed behind them. The field ridge was narrow, only allowing one person to pass at a time. She noticed that Lin Jingyuan was quite popular in this area. Most of the farmers working around him greeted him with smiles, treating him as if he were a crop doctor.
Moreover, Song Xinran also discovered that there were quite a few young people farming here, which was a rare occurrence in her hometown, where most of the young people had gone out to work.
She habitually observed her surroundings, unaware that she was being observed as well. A loud voice teased, "Jingyuan, you've brought your girlfriend home, huh!"
Song Xinran didn't react for a moment, then realized that the girlfriend this person was talking about seemed to be herself...
It was a little awkward for a moment.
She didn't speak, pretending not to hear.
Lin Jingyuan, who had been moving around the villagers with ease, was a little stumped: "Aunt Li, no, this is a major client of our company. I brought her to see the demonstration field."
The middle-aged woman immediately said, "I'm so sorry, young lady, I was just talking nonsense!"
"Jingyuan, you should take the boss to the demonstration field quickly. Don't come this way; it rained a little last night, so the roads are slippery."
Lin Jingyuan said, "Let me check on the radishes for Uncle Wang first."
A chorus of praise arose from those around him, saying that Lin Jingyuan was responsible.
Lin Jingyuan turned his head, looking slightly embarrassed, and said to Song Xinran, "Manager Song, I'm sorry, but the older people in the village just like to talk about these things. I'll explain it to them clearly."
Song Xinran said nonchalantly, "It's nothing."
In the blink of an eye, we arrived at Old Wang's field. At first glance, the radishes were indeed not growing well, and the radish leaves were a bit withered and yellow.
Lin Jingyuan squatted down, not to look at the radishes first, but to pick up a small handful of soil, smell it, and then pull up a thin radish, examine it carefully. Suddenly, he turned to look at Old Man Wang, stared at him for two seconds, and said nothing.
Song Xinran could clearly sense that Old Man Wang standing next to her was a little flustered: "Jingyuan, what's wrong? Can't you see the problem? Is it because the seeds are bad?"
Lin Jingyuan stood up and said calmly, "The seeds are fine. This batch of seeds wasn't planted by you alone, Uncle Wang. Everyone else's radishes are fine."
Old Wang immediately jumped up and down: "Jingyuan, what do you mean by that? Do you think I didn't grow them well? I've worked in the fields all my life, I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice, and this is how I've always grown radishes!"
It's always harder to communicate with older people who are also less educated, especially in a village where everyone sees each other all the time; such relationships are the most difficult to manage.
Although Song Xinran hadn't spent much time in the countryside, she had seen and heard a lot, and Song Xinwen had shared many things with her.
Lin Jingyuan Company's ingredients are indeed of good quality, but the source of these ingredients is enough to give you a headache.
Faced with the unreasonable old man Wang, Lin Jingyuan acted even more aggrieved than him: "Uncle Wang, I didn't mean that. I know you're good at farming, otherwise I wouldn't have given you radish seeds. What I meant was that every plot of land has something suitable to grow. Radishes might not work here, but other things would be better. Why are you getting angry before I've even finished speaking?"
He shook his head and sighed.
An elderly woman, about the same age as Old Man Wang, said, "That's just how Old Man Wang is. He's very stubborn and won't listen to reason. Jingyuan, tell him to plant fewer radishes next time. I don't think he'll understand how to grow them properly anyway."
Just as Old Man Wang was about to retort, Lin Jingyuan said, "The radishes in this field are nutritionally unbalanced and have made people sick."
This immediately diverted Old Wang's attention: "What? Jingyuan, what do you mean by that?"
Lin Jingyuan said, "Uncle Wang, did you only use manure and not organic fertilizer or chemical fertilizer?"
Old Wang pretended to be stupid: "No, I went to the village entrance to get fertilizer."
Lin Jingyuan ignored him and focused on the radishes in the soil: "Manure works slowly, the nutrients are not balanced enough, and it is not fully decomposed, so it is easy to carry pathogens and pose a health hazard. In addition, due to the soil quality, there is a lack of phosphorus and potassium, so the crops will not grow strong. Uncle Wang, I have told you many times not to use manure."
Upon hearing this, the old woman next to him quickly said, "I saw him carrying manure to water the vegetables just a few days ago."
Old Wang immediately protested, "Jingyuan, I was just trying to save you some money. Fertilizer is so expensive, a little manure is enough. I've always grown vegetables this way, and our ancestors have been doing it for thousands of years..."
“Uncle Wang, I told you to plant the radishes according to my instructions. The fertilizer station at the village entrance is far from your house, and I also told you to take fewer seeds and plant less. You said you had the strength to plant so many. I thought that since our two families live close by, and you watched me grow up, I trusted you and that's why I gave you these seeds. But now… sigh.” Lin Jingyuan sighed.
Old Wang immediately retorted, "Jingyuan, I'm only thinking of you. It's not easy for you to start a company, so I have to save you some money."
“But if you save these, I won’t be able to sell the radishes, and I’ll lose even more money,” Lin Jingyuan said.
Old Wang: "How could we not sell them? Tell me what to do now, I'll spread some fertilizer, and I guarantee they'll thrive!"
Song Xinran, who was listening nearby, couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. Was he saying these things in front of her, a client?
She looked at Lin Jingyuan, who winked at her and gave her a meaningful look. Song Xinran immediately understood and frowned, "President Lin, are these the kinds of radishes you gave me, grown with chemicals? I don't want them!"
She was furious: "You said the company's ingredients were so fresh and healthy, but it turns out this is what you're like. I'm going to go back and expose you, and make sure your company goes out of business!"
Song Xinran wanted to laugh as she said these things, feeling like an angry young man.
Lin Jingyuan quickly stopped her: "Boss Song, wait a minute, the radishes I gave you are definitely not like this. Look, out of all the fields here, only this one is not growing well, the others are growing very well!"
Upon hearing this, the elderly woman working in the field quickly added, "Boss, you should trust Jingyuan. He has the highest standards for the quality of his ingredients!"
Lin Jingyuan immediately swore: "I guarantee that all the radishes on this plot of land will be destroyed, and I will never let these radishes end up in the market."
Upon hearing this, Old Wang's eyes widened: "How can this be? I worked so hard to grow it!"
Song Xinran turned and left, saying, "I don't want it anymore."
Lin Jingyuan caught up with her and shouted, "Our company doesn't accept these radishes, Boss Song, don't worry!"
Old Wang, bewildered by how things had escalated to this point, stamped his foot and exclaimed, "These radishes of mine haven't been treated with any pesticides; they're perfectly healthy!"
Lin Jingyuan tried his best to persuade Song Xinran to come back, but Song Xinran crossed her arms and remained cold.
Lin Jingyuan made a decision immediately and asked the old lady next to him, "Aunt Feng, can you grow radishes at your house? If you can, I'll give you these next time."
Aunt Feng immediately beamed with joy: "Yes, yes, look how well my lettuce is growing! Jingyuan, I planted the lettuce exactly according to your method."
When Old Wang heard that he was going to lose his job, his expression darkened instantly: "I'm growing crops just fine!"
Before Lin Jingyuan could even speak, Aunt Feng and the others working nearby retorted, insisting that Old Man Wang should really continue planting radishes and drive away the big boss, otherwise they wouldn't be able to make any money if the company's business suffered.
Old Wang was outnumbered and outmatched, so he fell silent.
Lin Jingyuan briefly dealt with the matters here, then emphasized the importance of scientific fertilization to everyone. He stressed that the most important thing for the food and vegetables he purchased was that they were of good quality. Finally, he left with Song Xinran.
"I'm sorry, Manager Song, I'm sorry you had to see this." Lin Jingyuan said, somewhat embarrassed.
Song Xinran smiled and said, "President Lin, did I just do you a favor?"
"Yes, he helped me a lot!" Lin Jingyuan briefly told Song Xinran about his relationship with Old Man Wang. The two families lived close by and often visited each other. Although Old Man Wang had some problems, they were neighbors, and since he wanted to grow radishes, Lin Jingyuan couldn't refuse him directly.
“Uncle Wang is lazy, but his wife is very kind. She helped our family when we were kids,” Lin Jingyuan said.
The point is that by bringing this matter into the open today, we can both avoid taking Old Wang's radishes and serve as a warning to others to cultivate scientifically, and ultimately, the results will have to pass his approval.
"Manager Song's reaction was surprisingly quick; otherwise, I wouldn't know how to resolve Uncle Wang's matter."
Song Xinran knew that Lin Jingyuan was just being modest; he must have other ways. However, she just happened to be there today. Since Lin Jingyuan said so, she accepted his kindness and smiled, "Then Mr. Lin will have to offer more concessions for our cooperation."
Lin Jingyuan was stunned for a second, then exclaimed with delight, "Mr. Song is willing to sign a contract with our company?"
Song Xinran nodded: "Yes."
Today she saw the samples, tasted the food, and visited the demonstration fields and planting base. Although there was a small hiccup along the way, life is more real because of its twists and turns. Apart from Old Wang's land, the vegetables in the other fields were thriving, and Lin Jingyuan's handling of the situation also made her realize that the ingredients from Yuanben Xunwei are of reliable quality.
A smile appeared in Lin Jingyuan's eyes: "Good, if Boss Song is willing to cooperate with us, I will definitely show my sincerity in terms of price."
Song Xinran did not push the price of ingredients very low, but made a request that Yuanben Xunwei deliver vegetables to Songji starting tomorrow, but then provide them for free for a week.
If there are no problems between the two parties a week later, a detailed contract will be signed. If there are any problems, Songji can terminate the cooperation unconditionally.
Song Xinran knew that this requirement would be a challenge for Lin Jingyuan. Chengrun Foods' sudden breach of contract left Songji without a stable supplier, and finding the next one would take time, no more, no less.
She could have simply used Yuanben Xunwei for free this week, then looked for a more suitable supplier, and ultimately not cooperate with Yuanben Xunwei would not have been considered a breach of contract.
She thought Lin Jingyuan would consider it for a while and eventually agree, but she didn't expect that Lin Jingyuan would agree without even thinking for a second.
Song Xinran was somewhat surprised.
Lin Jingyuan smiled and said, "Just as Mr. Song trusts our company and believes in the freshness and safety of our ingredients, I also trust Mr. Song, who values long-term cooperation and believes in win-win outcomes."
She glanced at Lin Jingyuan, a slight smile playing on her lips: "Then, Mr. Lin, I wish you a successful collaboration."
Lin Jingyuan saw her out of the factory and had already arranged a car to take her home; his manners were impeccable.
As they walked out together, Song Xinran recalled what had just happened in the fields and asked curiously, "Has President Lin studied crop cultivation?"
When Lin Jingyuan determined the problem with the radish, he used many technical terms.
Lin Jingyuan said, "I went to an agricultural university and majored in crop cultivation."
Song Xinran was even more surprised. College graduates are still in high demand these days. If Lin Jingyuan were to look for a job, he should be able to find a good one.
"Mr. Lin's decision to start his own business is visionary."
Lin Jingyuan smiled and said casually, "It's not exactly visionary. It's just that when I was in college, I happened to realize that city dwellers have a demand for specialty agricultural products and organic food. My hometown has plenty of these, but the farmers have been farming all their lives and don't know how to sell what they grow to the right people. I just happen to be able to do that."
As soon as he finished speaking, the two of them arrived outside the factory. Lin Jingyuan helped Song Xinran into the car and said, "Shopkeeper Song, see you later."
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