Chapter 115 Packing Together
An Zhixia narrowed her eyes slightly. The performance troupe was touring everywhere and had a wide network of contacts. As long as she could establish a good relationship with the troupe leader in Kyoto, would she still have to worry about not having the opportunity to return to the city openly?
She is a famous actress in the world, and she has honed her skills to make a living over the past decade. I believe she is more comfortable in the performance troupe than in Wuqi Commune.
However, she likes to finish what she starts. She has set up such a big business in Wuqi Commune, and it will take at least next year to sort it out. This half year is just the right time to let the leader of Kyoto know how valuable she is!
An Zhixia mailed the three programs to the performance troupes in Kyoto, Shanghai and Shenzhen respectively. The next day after the letters were received, the Wuqi Commune Agricultural and Sideline Products Factory Performance Troupe received three bills of exchange for 2,000 yuan each.
Every month, the three performance groups would send two letters as if they had made an appointment, and An Zhixia would send each of them a new program that was not repeated. Because she was the designer of the program, she could legally receive part of the copyright fees, 500 yuan for each program, and her small treasury was visibly swelling.
But she had to do this kind of income quietly so as not to attract too much attention and cause unnecessary trouble.
The summer passed as people were busy all the time. The weather started to get cooler, but before everyone could catch their breath, another round of busy farming season began.
In the dry land, we harvest corn, plant wheat, and harvest watermelons; in the paddy fields, we harvest late rice, catch rice field fish, and plant astragalus. We also rush to harvest other crops such as peanuts, sweet potatoes, and peanuts.
After the grain is cleaned, dried and preserved for seeds, it is directly distributed to the villagers.
When catching rice field fish, the president came in person and villagers from nearby villages also came to watch. They were stopped by the militiamen from Hetang Village and could only stand on tiptoe and watch from afar.
The rice has been harvested and most of the water has been drained. The fish in the paddy fields are jumping on the water surface sparkling in the autumn sun. Although they have been carefully cared for and fed for half a year, the fish have not grown much and are only the size of a palm. There used to be 20 per pound, but now there are only three or four per pound.
Because An Zhixia and his friends had not paid enough for the fry, they had to sell to the dealer first according to the agreement. The dealer was also capable. He got a note and claimed that he was a buyer from a nearby province. He brought two people and drove a large truck covered with thick plastic and filled with water to the end of the asphalt road.
The man's surname was Hong. He was a big, strong man with a face full of flesh and a beard. He looked quite attractive, just like the bandits that people feared in the past. He was originally from the north and had fled here with his parents in his early years.
Jumping down from the car, Brother Hong saw Fang Yuan laughing loudly. This laugh made him look honest and sincere, which made the villagers feel relieved and put down their farm tools quietly. "I drove here as soon as I received your message. I saw the fish in the field a few days ago. They are growing well. The village chief even asked me to take some back to taste. They are so tender and fragrant. They are not raised in ordinary rivers.
Big brother, I won’t ask you for a false price. I will just charge you 40 cents per pound, which is 10 cents higher than the supply and marketing cooperative. How do you think?"
Fang Yuan smiled but didn't respond. He led him to the rice field and pointed at the most youthful and beautiful girl standing on the ridge. She was wearing a light green shirt, black leggings and a ponytail and said, "Brother Hong, I don't have the final say on the price. Do you see that girl? She is the boss."
Brother Hong was stunned, touched his forehead, and said in a loud voice full of surprise: "Are women in charge in your village? But your partner is really handsome!"
Everyone laughed, and ambiguous looks kept moving around Fang Yuan and An Zhixia.
The nosy aunts and young wives gathered together and said, "You know what, Comrade Fang looks scary, but if you look closely, he is very handsome. Standing with Director Xiao An, they really look like a family."
"The Fang family and the An family are very close, maybe it will work out. They are both capable people, and if they can get married and settle down in our village, we should welcome them with open arms."
"Comrade Fang is good, but his status is not good. If he has a child in the future, it will affect his studies and military service. Director Xiao An is so good, she can't be someone else's stepmother."
"The Fang family's children are very well behaved and they get along well. So what if there's a stepmother? Comrade Fang is capable. Hasn't he noticed that many young ladies in our village have their eyes on him?"
They talked more and more excitedly, but they also knew to control the volume so that the intended audience wouldn't hear them.
An Zhixia's eyes flickered as she smiled and greeted him, saying openly, "Hello, Brother Hong. I'm An Zhixia, the director of the Wuqi Commune Agricultural and Sideline Products Factory. People call me Director Xiao An. You can just call me Xiao An!"
Brother Hong is a little boss in the novel. Because he is from the north and is generous and righteous, Brother Hong has many buddies and a wide network of contacts, and he dominates the black market of Jiangzhou Province. He admires the heroine who is also from the north and has courage and brains, and Brother Hong has provided a lot of help.
"Oh, hello, hello, I know you. Not only in our entire Fujiang County, but also in the entire Jiangzhou Province, people have heard of your name." Brother Hong was well-informed, but he had never seen such a young woman as so many men, but when he thought that this person was An Zhixia, he was not surprised. He couldn't help scratching his head a little stiffly, "Um, Director An, I'm here to buy rice field fish. Comrade Fang told you when I bought the fish fry before, right?"
"Yes, I was watching the fish fry at that time, but Brother Hong was busy talking about business, so we missed it. This is our first meeting. Let's go and try our second crop of watermelons this year. They are sweet and refreshing." As An Zhixia said this, she led him to the straw shed next to it where the militiamen who watched the fields and fish rested.
Brother Hong often saw a field full of fish, so he swallowed his words and followed.
The second crop of watermelons could not be sold at a good price in the supply and marketing cooperative, even though their watermelons were of a different variety, small in size, thin in skin, sandy in texture, sweet and juicy. And even though the supply and marketing cooperative sold them at three cents a pound and the demand was insufficient to meet the supply, people still only offered one cent a pound.
However, not many people grow watermelons in this area, and all of them are transported from other places. After deducting the transportation costs, the supply and marketing cooperative does not make much money from selling one-third of the watermelons.
Brother Hong took half a small watermelon and the iron spoon, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and imitated An Zhixia's way of eating. He used the spoon to eat the middle part with less seeds and more flesh, and scooped a large piece into his mouth. His mouth was full of sweet juice, which drove away the heat of the autumn tiger. He couldn't help but sigh and said, "This watermelon is really delicious."
"So Brother Hong is ready to take on this business?"
"Ah?" Brother Hong turned his head suddenly and laughed. "Director Xiao An's brain works really fast." He lowered his voice and continued, "You know I worked so hard to get legal status in order to buy fish this time, so you sold the watermelon to me at a high price?"
(End of this chapter)
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