Chen Zhangfu looked at the piles of stones in front of him and seemed to understand somewhat, but he still knew he was definitely losing money.
"Brother Cheng, our products are so good, shouldn't we bring him more customers?"
"Brother, this is called attracting customers. We need to sell for a while and it becomes popular before we have the leverage to negotiate prices with others. Right now, we're in the process of opening up the market, and to open up the market, we have to use low prices. There's no other way."
After saying that, Ye Cheng patted Chen Zhangfu on the shoulder.
"Don't worry, once the market opens up, the pricing power will be in our hands."
Chen Zhangfu looked at Ye Cheng with admiration.
"Brother Cheng, I feel like I don't understand anything you're saying, but it sounds really advanced. When did you learn that?"
"Hahahaha." Ye Cheng laughed. "Just consider it as something you were born with."
"After we go back, we'll go to the village, rent a few plots of land, build cement ponds, and raise crayfish. The crayfish we raise ourselves are cleaner and bigger. Only after we have a breeding farm can our business truly take off."
"A crayfish farm?" A beautiful image flashed before Chen Zhangfu's eyes: crayfish crawling on the ground, while he and his brother stood by counting money.
"Brother Cheng, after listening to you, I feel full of energy. When is the farm going to start? Just call me, I have plenty of strength."
Ye Cheng glanced at Chen Zhangfu, shook his head, and didn't say anything more.
Seeing Ye Cheng's attitude, Chen Zhangfu sensed that Ye Cheng didn't want to include him, and he became anxious.
"No, brother, you don't mean you don't want to take us with you, do you? I've been working very hard for you."
"It's not that you're a bad worker, it's just that we definitely need the village's approval to build a breeding farm, but you know my relationship with the village chief." Ye Cheng sighed insincerely.
It wasn't as mysterious as he made it out to be; he just had ulterior motives.
"What should we do then, brother? Should I go and talk to my uncle?" The uncle Chen Zhangfu was referring to was Chen Jinhai.
"You mean?" Ye Cheng sneered. "Your uncle doesn't know you're in cahoots with me?"
"That's true." Chen Zhangfu began to worry. "Then what do you suggest we do, brother?"
Seeing that the time was right, Ye Cheng began to reveal his true purpose, "Actually, it's not that there's no other way. You know the village is going to have a re-election soon, right?"
"Re-election? You mean the village committee?" Chen Zhangfu seemed to understand a little. He looked at Ye Cheng with wide eyes, not expecting Ye Cheng to have this idea.
"It's not the village committee, it's the village chief." Ye Cheng stated his purpose directly; he wanted Chen Zhangfu to help him.
"Village Chief!" Chen Zhangfu exclaimed in fright, "Brother Cheng, you want to be the village chief?"
"What do you think?" Ye Cheng asked in return.
Looking at Ye Cheng's confident expression, Chen Zhangfu began to ponder.
Actually, his generation wasn't very interested in things like village chiefs; the young people were thinking about making money and living a good life, or going out to make money.
However, he and his brother both suffered from a lack of education and had no special skills. They had tried working in the city, but only as odd jobs, which didn't last long.
What if Ye Cheng became the village chief?
Chen Zhangfu glanced at Ye Cheng, who had previously been quite considerate of him.
And most importantly, everyone in the village now knows that Ye Cheng can make money.
Take Xiao Hu for example. He's not even as well off as his two brothers, but now he's a well-off family in the village. Countless people have secretly gone to Xiao Hu's house to propose marriage.
On the other hand, the Chen family is large and has many members, but apart from the eldest uncle Chen Jinhai's family being relatively wealthy, families like their own are barely making ends meet.
So why cling to a village chief?
Why not ask for money?
Now he knows that crayfish is a profitable industry, but having worked outside, he understands even more clearly that without resources and funds, it's all for naught.
Ye Cheng has capital and connections, and he's a good person. You won't lose out by working for him.
Chen Zhangfu understood, gritted his teeth,
"Brother Cheng, I support you."
Ye Cheng smiled; that was the purpose of bringing him out today.
Ye Cheng patted Chen Zhangfu on the shoulder and handed him a cigarette. "Brother, your support alone isn't enough. You also need to help me garner some votes within the Chen family."
“Okay, Brother Cheng, I know quite a few people in our generation. I’ll talk to them, and they’ll listen to me,” Chen Zhangfu readily agreed.
Upon hearing Chen Zhangfu's agreement, Ye Cheng took out 1,000 yuan in cash from his pocket and handed it over.
"Well, these are for you to treat yourselves to meals. Once the crayfish farm is built, you brothers can take care of it."
When Chen Zhangfu saw the 1,000 yuan in cash, he immediately beamed with joy. It wasn't that 1,000 yuan was a lot of money, but rather that Ye Cheng had considered everything so thoroughly.
"Brother Cheng, don't worry, I'll definitely get it done for you."
Seeing Chen Zhangfu's appearance, Ye Cheng suddenly felt a pang of emotion; the scene seemed somewhat familiar.
It's a bit like the tricks Brother Hao Nan used when he was fighting for territory, damn it.
After making arrangements with Chen Zhangfu, Ye Cheng quickly pulled him back to the village, as Boss Qian needed another batch of crayfish that evening.
Back in the village, they told Widow Zhang and Aunt Qian the news, and the group was overjoyed.
It's a dollar less per pound, but I don't have to sell it myself, which saves a lot of time.
For these housewives, it truly means making money in their spare time.
According to Aunt Qian, she's become more arrogant at home now. Well, what can she do? She has money to back her up, and she can earn money herself.
With the crayfish matter settled, Ye Cheng pulled Xiao Hu along, and the two of them walked along the village instead of riding bicycles.
"Xiaohu, I'm planning to set up another crayfish farm. Let's take a look around and check out the site."
"Brother, there's no good land in our village, it's all scattered, what good places could there be?"
Xiao Hu is absolutely right. If there were good land for growing crops, Baiyun Village probably wouldn't be a fishing village anymore.
The land here isn't very suitable for growing crops, and it's not in large, continuous plots; it's all scattered in small patches.
However, Ye Cheng didn't care. Crayfish farming is quite diversified, including greenhouse farming, pond farming, rice-fish integrated farming, lake and reservoir cage farming, factory farming, and so on.
Given the terrain of Baiyun Village, there are no lakes or reservoirs, and not many rice paddies. The only options left are pond aquaculture or greenhouse aquaculture.
There aren't many ponds around Baiyun Village, and most people fish in the sea, not much freshwater. However, there is a freshwater river that flows into the sea.
They couldn't tell what the river was called, so Ye Cheng and Xiao Hu strolled over to the riverbank and took a look.
The river surface is more than two meters wide, and the water is very shallow, with the deepest parts only half a meter deep.
For aquaculture, having flowing water is ideal, as it saves a lot of trouble.
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