Chapter 9 The village chief ran away
The old man and woman who often go to the entrance of the village to keep warm have long seen the pig iron stove of the third grandfather’s house.
Nowadays, when I see a strong man knocking on the door at night, I am not surprised but happy. I pick up the valuables I prepared in advance and leave with my bag.
As for home…
We are too poor to open the pot, so what else is there to be attached to?
Besides, if the yard is here, it won't run away.
Not long after.
Seven old ladies, eight old men, and five distant cousins from the village entered the hot plastic greenhouse one after another, and were placed in the southeast corner with beds and people.
Since the old man had little sleep, he couldn't sleep after being tortured like this.
Yu Yang went to Uncle Liu again, opened the back window of his main room, put in a large color TV, connected the DVD, started the home theater, and played European and American blockbusters in a dynamic and atmospheric way.
The strong men returned to various courtyards and quickly renovated or built fire pits.
[You occupy a house...]x20
Farmer: 25/25, 20 of them are on their way here.
After Yu Yang finished his work, it was almost dawn.
He immediately picked up the soft box of Huaxia cigarettes given by the vegetable vendor and came to the provincial road.
Stop a random cyclist, hand him a cigarette, and ask him to send a message to Shili Camp.
"100 meat buns will be delivered to the northernmost courtyard of Yujia Village. When they arrive, they will be called Yu Yang."
"If he doesn't believe it, just say I just bought 50 of them a few days ago."
…
other side.
The news of vegetable vendors queuing up all night cannot be hidden from the villagers.
The villagers who lost their father and lost their mother, as well as the spectators, crowded outside the gate of Yu Yang's house to watch.
Seeing such a big shed and billowing smoke in the sky...
"The bean sprouts were definitely not picked up from the highway, but planted by Sanyuan himself."
"Let me tell you, I squatted on the highway for three days and three nights. Before the car rolled over, the cars coming and going thought I was hijacking the road and almost hit me to death."
"Good guy, so many people come here to wholesale, these bean sprouts are very profitable?"
"A piece the size of two palms requires at most a handful of soybeans. If you grow it and sell it for two yuan, do you think it's profitable?"
"I heard from Yu Laizi that Lao Liu planted a fire kang and sold the bean sprouts in a basket for three hundred and twenty last night."
"Oh! No wonder his family has stewed chicken, stewed fish, and then stewed beef."
"Also, Lao Liu drank too much last night and revealed to Yu Zizi who was accompanying him that as long as he spent 1,500 yuan in technical fees, Yu Zizi could also renovate the fire kang at home."
"1500? This is too expensive!"
"You don't know how to calculate accounts. If Yu Lao grows a fire kang in six or three days and removes the basket, he can earn 300 yuan, which is 3,000 a month. After deducting the cost and 1,500 technical fees, you can earn 1,000 per month!"
"Why are you leaving?"
"Go home and get the money."
Of course, some people scoffed.
"You can only make quick money from bean sprouts in winter. When spring comes and the weather gets warm, who will buy those things?"
"Yeah, it's expensive now. When the weather gets warmer, I can grow it myself. I won't buy it for even two cents or a pound."
"Isn't it a waste of money to spend 1,500 yuan to renovate the hot pot?"
"Besides, let's cool down immediately. How can we get through this winter without the fire pit?"
"The most important thing is that the bean seedlings need to be exposed to the sun. If it snows, spending so much money on renovating the fire kang will be wasted."
…
When Yu Yang returned from the provincial road, he was slightly startled when he heard people talking.
When did my technical support fee of 1,000 yuan become 1,500 yuan?
Immediately call Uncle Liu.
"Yu Laizi drank with me last night and expressed his desire to plant bean sprouts. I told him that I needed 1,500 monthly technical support fees."
"Are you too cruel?"
"You hired the technician, who charges 1,000 per month, but food, shelter, and accommodation are all arranged by us, and these all cost money."
"That makes sense!"
"Furthermore, this profitable business cannot be said to be done by anyone who wants to do it. We must grasp people's hearts and twist them into a ball, otherwise how can we work together to do big things."
"Hey, my sixth uncle, how come you suddenly understand so much?"
"Watching a mafia movie last night may have enlightened me."
Yu Laoliu said, and then whispered: "There are so many outsiders coming to the village, why don't we take advantage of the chaos and find a hole to bury the village chief?"
"???"
"It's okay to tie a stone and throw it into the lake in the east. I'm afraid there will be a drought next year and the water will be low and it will be discovered."
"..."
"Don't worry, I'll do it."
The village chief, who was hiding in the crowd and secretly observing the plastic greenhouse, saw Yu Yang whispering to Yu Laoliu.
I planned to touch their backs and listen, but I was furious when I heard these words.
…
After recruiting 20 farmers, the population limit reaches 25.
Since each strong man holds 1 point of land, the upper limit of farmland also reaches 2.5 acres.
Although the 20 newly recruited farmers have not arrived yet, the existing 5 strong men can plant 0.5 acres of bean sprouts.
therefore.
10am.
A corner of the plastic greenhouse was lifted.
The eldest brother and others continued planting, while Yu Yang took his two cousins, one tearing small squares, one loading baskets, and the other carrying them out. In fact, in the eyes of the villagers, the two cousins are a bit stupid.
This is why Uncle Six always likes to entrust the two brothers to Yu Yang whenever something happens.
But in Yu Yang's opinion, the two cousins are not stupid.
Or rather.
When you are born, your brain is like a blank piece of paper.
Parents need to write down on this white paper, such as turning over, crawling, walking, talking, writing, arithmetic, being a human being, etc.
The more things our fathers master, the more things they imprint.
The fewer things our fathers master, the more blank paper they will leave.
1998 was an era when news did not circulate very much.
There is no TV at home, there are not many teachers in school, and the parents are even less knowledgeable. The children they teach naturally know very little.
Therefore, the two cousins know how to farm, drive, and build walls. They are very obedient and filial, but when it comes to things they don't understand, they are confused and look stupid.
Perhaps, this is also the epitome of the vast majority of rural teenagers in the current social context.
"You two, you still have to go to school, go out, and increase your knowledge."
"I listen to Third Brother."
"Call me Brother Sanyuan."
"Well, third brother, when did we bury the village chief?"
"Don't listen to what Dad is saying. It's illegal to do that and you'll go to jail."
Chatting and working at the same time.
By 11 o'clock, 20 strong men arrived one after another.
Regarding the reason why this group of people came from home, Yu Yang originally planned to claim that he was a technician.
The problem is, we haven't made any calls or written letters, and we don't know how the strong man came.
And it was claimed that the car overturned at high speed...
With so many people, I'm afraid a bus might have overturned.
Therefore, Yu Yang planned to disguise this group of people as debt collectors.
"Third brother, the car overturned on the highway again last night."
"ah?"
"I heard that someone was squatting on it and seemed to be planning to rob the road. The bus failed to stop and hit the guardrail."
"Are the people in the car okay?"
"The driver who was returning had a broken head and was taken to the health center. He should be fine. However, the bus was torn apart by a group of sheep herders who got up early and the person has been taken away by the police station."
"Have you caught the person who robbed Dao?"
"No."
Yu Yang fell into deep thought.
For a moment, I didn’t know whether to describe the reason why the strong man came to Yujiacun as a car overturning at high speed or as a door-to-door debt collection.
Forget it, reality is still more outrageous.
If you roll over, roll over.
Work until 2pm.
The 750 baskets of bean sprouts that were planted in the first round have all been wholesaled.
Most of the vegetable sellers who came to ask for goods were missing.
At the same time, 25 strong men started the second round of planting.
In order not to make people suspicious, Yu Yang told the vegetable vendor that the other half of the plastic greenhouse could not be delivered until four or five in the afternoon.
However, everyone knows that bean sprouts do not grow in a day.
The bean sprouts planted tomorrow, including the bean sprouts planted the day after tomorrow, must not be wholesaled.
At least the day after tomorrow will allow the vegetable vendors to come again.
"Then tomorrow's 1,500 baskets, plus the 1,500 baskets the day after tomorrow, we will sell ourselves."
"Or, if you expand the area of plastic greenhouses, even if you can't build farmland, putting them there can hide the output."
Yu Yang thought of the capital increase and production expansion plan listed in the morning, and immediately collected the money for the morning's goods, called his eldest and second brothers, and went straight to the village chief's house to discuss the development of a few acres of wasteland.
The village chief, who was already furious, did not dare to return to his hometown after seeing this scene.
He used the queue of vehicles to hide his figure, and ran into the small western-style building beside the provincial road. He hurriedly took his bankbook, took his wife and son with him, turned on the motorcycle, and disappeared on the provincial road.
"Is the village chief at home?"
"village head?!"
"Where's the village chief?"
Yu Yang couldn't find it in the village, so he came to the small western-style building next to the provincial road.
After shouting for a while, no one responded, so he simply turned on the village loudspeaker.
"Hello? Hello?"
"Village Chief, Village Chief, where have you been?"
"If you hear that, go home!"
On the provincial road.
Listening to the echoed shouting, the motorcycle ran faster.
"go back?"
"Lao Liu will bury me when we get back!"
(End of chapter)