Chapter 135 The More the Better

"It seems like more tea has been delivered in the past two days."

"Who cares? We just need to make our own money. Those people who collect tea leaves didn't say anything, so we won't mention it either."

"How many people would it take to move so much tea leaves?"

"There must be at least one carload of people. Without that many people, the tea can't be sold. I don't know where it is sold. How many of the melon seeds I just bought can I give you?"

“Is there anyone selling melon seeds in this town?”

"Of course not. There are many people hiding at the entrance of the cinema, selling all kinds of things. Now they are not being arrested, so no one is in charge."

"The situation is different now. If it was a few years ago, you would be arrested as soon as you showed your head, and you would be sentenced to at least several years in prison."

"It's indeed different. By the way, have you finished picking the tea leaves?"

"Ah... um... yes... there's still some..."

"Don't give me that," the man holding a bag of melon seeds raised his elbow and nudged the person next to him, "I know your tea fields are almost done, you must want to sell tea from your relatives."

"You make it sound like I'm the only one who does this," the person who was touched turned to look at the other person, "You didn't do this?"

"Haha, isn't this about making money? Whatever you can earn counts. Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go back to making tea. Let's all be careful. If someone says they don't want it, we have to say so."

"I know, I know. If you don't tell me, I won't tell you. Okay."

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"At this point, the amount of tea has not decreased. They must have spread the news again."

"We can't stop it. I guess every village knows about this. Some villages are very deep and people carry tea leaves out every day. We can't stop them from selling it. It's harder for them to make money than it is for us."

"We worry about it every year, but they need it every year," someone in the corner said, "The situation has been getting better and better in the past two years. I think they must have called in people to help us, so they asked us to move to a new location. It's more convenient to sell tea with more people, so there's nothing to be afraid of."

"What if there are too many and no one wants them? Then we won't be able to make any money."

"What are you afraid of? Don't you still have hair bands?"

After saying this, everyone looked at the village chief.

The village chief looked around and nodded. "The hair band business is still going on. Even if we don't sell tea leaves, we can still make money from hair bands. As for the question of the quantity of tea leaves, I think if the person doesn't want it anymore, he will definitely tell us in advance, just like this time, he also told us in advance that he wanted to move to another place, so don't worry about it for now."

"That's true, but there is indeed a lot of tea recently. In three days, the warehouse was filled to the brim. There were several times when we went to pick up people, but we couldn't fit them in, so we had to bring the tea back."

Bringing it back does not mean not selling it, but waiting to send it back the next morning.

"The tea in our village has been sold out, but the tea in summer and autumn is another matter. Since that person is still collecting it, other villages can sell it if they are willing." The village chief looked at the person who spoke.

The speaker mumbled a few words and finally stopped talking.

In fact, in recent years, the situation of their village is much better than other villages because of selling tea, coffee and making hair circles. However, this is "unstable" after all. Everyone is afraid that these businesses will not be profitable next year. If no one comes next year because of too much tea, their village will not make any money.

But after much thought, I felt that I had to let other villages make money.

Those who collect tea are outsiders, not villagers. They can come to their village to collect it, or go to other villages to collect it. The conditions in their village are not good, and the conditions in other villages are even worse.

"Okay, let's go back," the village chief looked at the villagers in front of him and encouraged them at the right time, "Don't worry, you have seen the situation outside now. There will definitely be more and more people doing business in the future. Maybe others will come to our place to collect tea leaves. The town also plans to build a road. When it is convenient to go out, we can also send other things from the village to make money."

"Really?"

"Maybe it will work. Anyway, we have sold almost all the tea this spring, so we don't have to worry about it this year," the village chief said, and then he remembered something. "By the way, the coffee trees planted two years ago should be able to bear fruit next year, and the people there will harvest the coffee. Other villages don't know about this. Even if they knew, the coffee trees planted this year will have to wait three years before they can be harvested. We can definitely sell more than them."

"Yes, and coffee!"

"Then we need to make good coffee beans so that more people will want them."

"Yes, yes, yes. We have tea and coffee, and we can also make hair bands. We should be able to make money for a few more years. Maybe someone will come to us to buy tea and coffee, and then we won't have to worry about anything."

There is still a lot of business in the village. Both tea and coffee have a certain market. Thinking that there will be business in the future, the villagers are no longer worried and finally went back.

After a period of time, the amount of tea in the village became less and less, and the villagers focused their time and energy on growing crops.

But the amount of tea delivered to the warehouse did not decrease at all.

The amount of tea in each village was recorded and filled out by the literate old man guarding the warehouse. As soon as Tang Yuan opened the warehouse door, he could see the book recording the quantity.

On the first few pages, each page was checked off, meaning the transaction was complete.

The last page contains the amount for these three days.

In Yishan Village where Xiaomei lives, only one or two hundred kilograms of goods are left in three days, but the overall quantity is still about the same as in the previous days. The warehouse is still so full that there is only enough space for people to stand.

Fortunately, she no longer needs to count the total amount of tea leaves, and she has storage grids as storage containers. Otherwise, the endless supply of tea leaves and the storage problem alone would have worried her to death.

If she hadn't come down the mountain, Xiaomei's house would never have been able to hold so much tea.

Tang Yuan raised his hand, grabbed the tea bag, skillfully opened the bag, reached in, and instantly absorbed the whole bag of tea.

After a few bags, she finally cleared a passage for her to turn around.

The warehouse door was closed tightly. She had a small lamp hanging on her chest. Bag after bag of tea was being emptied wherever she passed by, just like chewing corn. She emptied a row after each walk, and cleared another row when she came back. Regardless of her efficiency, at least everything was neat and tidy, and it looked pleasing to the eye.

Now that she has storage space, the amount of tea leaves is just a quantity for her. Besides, the price of this batch of old tea is not expensive. Even if she collects 5,000 kilograms a day, it only costs 50 yuan, which is 1,500 yuan a month. It is not much at all.

If we harvest more now and spend more RMB, we can just sell some more food in the fall and we will always be able to make it back.

After "chewing" a circle, when only the last two rows were left, Tang Yuan was very excited. He looked at the time again and found that there were still ten or twenty minutes less than the last time. He immediately went over and cleared the last two rows of tea leaves.

Then he took out all the sacks and ropes and replaced the pile on the ground.

It's not that she was bothered, but mainly because these things were the "family property" of every household. The villagers who sent tea over could probably remember clearly where their sacks were patched with rags, and whether their own hemp ropes were thick or thin.

It takes a long time to transport all the tea in this warehouse. If it needs to be unloaded on site, it will probably be too late before dawn. We can only "take it back and unload it first, and bring back the sacks and ropes next time."

As for the villagers' concerns about the excessive amount of tea and whether she would accept it, that issue had not occurred to her at all. She just thought it was pretty nice to come once every three days and take back a warehouse full of tea every time.

You don’t have to spend any effort to move it, and it can be sucked away in a “whoosh”. It’s really stress-relieving!

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"Make way, make way, let our village chief open the door."

The village chief squeezed through the crowd and walked to the door. Looking back, he saw it was filled with heads.

This happens every three days. Every time this day comes, someone will get up early to deliver the tea leaves that were roasted the day before, and secondly, to confirm the money they have received at the first opportunity.

Even though not everyone comes, this day is always exceptionally spectacular.

You can come late on the other two days, but you cannot be late on this day.

"Everyone, step back," the village chief said loudly, "the things are in there, don't squeeze them in together, or you won't be able to tell them apart. Step back a little, I'll take them out and divide them."

As soon as these words were spoken, the people surrounding him shouted "Back off" one after another.

The village chief then took out the key he had been holding in his hand since early morning and opened the door.

As soon as the door was opened, the villagers who came with him stretched out their hands to block it, allowing the village chief to go in alone.

This was not the first time. The villagers waiting outside were used to this situation and did not squeeze forward, but one or two of them could not help but stand on tiptoe to look inside.

Afterwards, I couldn't help but mutter, "It's amazing. All the tea leaves in this room were moved in one night."

"That's for sure. It was like this a few times before. When we came in the morning, it was empty."

"Hehe, this time we sent a lot of tea, one thousand kilograms, so we can get a big reunion ticket."

"One big reunion is nothing, we have two big reunions, two."

"Why so many?"

"I saved it. It took me many days to stir-fry it. Just for this time, I divided the two big tickets among the people. Several families will get two yuan each. Two yuan! There are many families. During this period of time, I should have saved about twenty yuan by picking tea leaves."

“That’s amazing.”

As she was talking, the village chief brought out cloth bags from each village. There was money in each bag, and the name of the village was embroidered on the front. She called out the name written on it, and after the people confirmed it, she counted the money in the bag in front of them, and then crossed out the place on another notebook where the name of the village and the amount were written.

House after house, almost every village cheered when they received the money.

Until all are calculated.

The village chief put away the notebook and cleared the way to the warehouse, allowing the villagers who came early in the morning to put all the tea leaves into the warehouse. Today was the beginning of another three days.

The tea that was not put into the warehouse yesterday will occupy the deepest part of the warehouse as soon as possible today.

The amount of tea in each village would be recorded in the village chief's notebook, and then given to the literate old man guarding the warehouse. Every time a villager brought tea, a record would be made. On the evening of the third day, when the village chief came to pick up the people, he would make a statistics of the amount of tea in each village so that those who came to collect the tea could directly calculate the money based on the counted amount.

As for how much each household gets, that depends on the villages’ own internal accounts.

This year's acquisition has made many villagers earn a lot of money.