Agriculture Maniac

Chapter 6: Growing vegetables is the way to go
Inside the brick kiln.

Yu Yang was digging at the cave that was destroyed by the flood and picking out refractory bricks while chatting with his elder brother.

"Is it a contract fraud that we know this brick kiln has hidden dangers but still blatantly sell it?"

"You are quite knowledgeable about this, aren't you?"

“I’m not a lawyer.”

"Neither am I!"

"..."

A little bit.

The eldest brother consoled him, "Don't worry, most people can't see the problem."

"What do you mean by ordinary people?"

"You are just an ordinary person."

"I?"

Although Yu Yang is not a lawyer, he has worked in construction for more than 20 years.

But with so many years of accumulated construction experience, even though we knew that the flood would rush into the brick kiln, we never thought that the foundation would collapse.

As for the brick kiln in another time and space...

After Lao Yu was released, the brick kiln had been forcibly taken away by the court.

Later, the father and son went to work on a project. They only heard from their family members that the country had completely banned the production of red bricks, and the brick kiln in Shiliying was forcibly demolished.

It seems that there have been no major accidents in the brick kiln. At most, the cave has sunk and the chimney has cracked.

Yu Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This way we can sell with peace of mind without having to worry about contract fraud.

Furthermore, if problems occur in large buildings, people will die.

If it's just the chimney that's cracked, there's no need to worry about innocent people getting hurt.

of course.

There are hidden dangers in the brick kiln, so we can't remove too many refractory bricks.

Otherwise, if something happens one day, some people will find these clues and will definitely drag me out to take the blame.

Therefore, Yu Yang only shipped five trucks in the trip.

Just enough to build a fire cellar.

But you need to buy the bricks used to support the kang.

Yu Yang counted the money in his pocket first.

On the first day, I made 300 yuan from selling vegetables, minus 50 yuan for the steamed buns, and another 120 yuan for the shoulder pole and the large woven basket...

In the evening, Uncle Six joined and gave 1000 yuan in technical support fees.

The next day, I sold vegetables for 900 yuan, minus the 50 yuan for the steamed buns and the 380 yuan for the donkey...

The charcoal for the iron stoves and the briquette factory were all bought on credit by the strong men, so there was no need to calculate it for now.

"About sixteen hundred dollars."

Yu Yang had an idea in mind and immediately drove to Hangai.

There is also a brick kiln here.

Although they were enemies in the same industry, both sides were affected by the flood. However, Lao Yu's land was low-lying, the cave house collapsed, and due to the lack of funds, he was unable to resume production quickly.

Here, with the help of the master craftsman hired by Lao Yu to repair the brick kiln, the damage was fixed in just a few days.

So we have a bit of a relationship.

After a brief chat, the factory manager, whose surname was Lu, gave a break-even price on the spot, which was 1.5 cents per red brick.

Yu Yang immediately ordered 1 red bricks.

Then, 5 cents will be added for each red brick when loading and 5 cents will be added for each red brick unloading, which is equivalent to the total amount plus one hundred, and the goods will be delivered to your door.

After finishing all these, he ran to Yu Quezi's house to return the mule and took his own donkey away.

Then he harnessed the raft and loaded the bean sprouts he had saved, and headed to the Buddha Temple with his third, fourth, and fifth brothers.

The bean sprouts to be sold today include the 6 large baskets left over from yesterday morning, the 10 large baskets planted yesterday afternoon, and the 10 large baskets planted this morning.

26 large baskets of bean sprouts were piled high on the raft cart.

If all are sold out, there will be at least two thousand four hundred in revenue.

"This is just the kang in the east room and the main room, with a total area of ​​3 centimeters, about 20 square meters."

"Once the super-large kang in the yard is put into operation, it will be 50 meters long and 30 meters wide, covering an area of ​​about 1500 square meters. I'm afraid we can easily make yuan a day..."

"No, you can actually make 20 in one day?!"

Yu Yang thought he had calculated wrong, so he counted again on his fingers and suddenly became extremely motivated.

Forget about brick kilns, engineering projects, or financial stocks. Growing vegetables is the way to go.

Maybe if we wait another two years, we can still get subsidies and go through the green channel.

“This future is simply unimaginable!”

Yu Yang stood up suddenly, raised his hand and whipped, "Go!"

The little donkey, well fed and well-drinking, raised its four hooves and walked quickly on the bumpy country dirt road, raising a long trail of dust.

……

Yujia Village.

The old men and women who were squatting at the entrance of the village to bask in the sun watched Yu Yang drive away with his donkey cart, and then started talking about it.

"These foreigners are really strong." "That's right, they were carrying door panels and rushing around last night."

"What's in the car?"

“It should be bean sprouts.”

"Where did Sanyuan get so many bean sprouts?"

"Didn't they say the car overturned at high speed?"

"I went to his house to see that he was bragging. He had a kang in his huge yard. I guess these bean sprouts were grown on that kang."

We live in the same village, and no one can hide what happens in and around the house from each other.

Especially since the third grandfather was still there, "I tell you, Sanyuan is going to get rich."

"What do you mean?"

"Those outsiders would grow bean sprouts in the winter. Since their car was robbed, they didn't dare go home, so they cooperated with Sanyuan and planned to grow bean sprouts to make some money before going back."

“Are bean sprouts really that profitable?”

"He must be making money, otherwise how could Sanyuan afford to eat and drink? The day before yesterday, Sanyuan treated me to Rouzhuang steamed buns, and yesterday he treated me to meat buns. This morning, Sanyuan brought back Lao Han beef soup and beef patties from Hangai."

Third Grandpa said, lighting up a half-pack of General cigarettes that Yu Yang had given him after coming back from the banquet last night, and taking a sip of the wolfberry chrysanthemum tea he had brought back from the village chief's house, "I feel a little sick of what I've eaten, I need to cool down."

Finally, he added: "And the stove is so hot at night."

The other old men and women looked at the third brother and saw that his expression did not seem fake. They were envious but could not show it.

There was a moment of silence, and then a collective “tui!”

But no matter what, the way the villagers looked at Yu Yang was indeed different from before.

It's no longer "your father has been arrested", "your family owes someone money", "I have to stay away from you", or "don't talk to me".

But...

'When can you carry me on your back? I also want to try the meat bun.'

"That stove is really warm. Give me the whole San Yuan someday."

"General cigarettes, 4.50 a pack, one a day is enough."

in silence.

"By the way, where is Grandpa Sanyuan?"

"I heard that in order to rescue Jianjun, he took a train to the Northeast to borrow money from his two sons."

"It's been more than half a month, right?"

"I guess they didn't make enough money, so they went to southern Xinjiang. They have two sons there."

"It's better to have more sons."

"What the hell, he's not around..."

"Your family is good. You have seven daughters but no son. You have never enjoyed a happy life. There will be no one to send you off to the grave..."

It looked like a fight was about to break out.

Three cars turned from the provincial road towards Yujia Village.

One was a Santana that lost its wheel a few days ago, and I didn’t recognize the others.

The first person to get off the bus was Village Chief Yu.

He looked like an interpreter in an anti-Japanese movie, nodding and bowing to offer cigarettes while leading seven or eight people to the village.

The old men and women all said in unison: "Tui!"

Not long after.

The village chief came to the entrance of the village and greeted, "Have you seen Sanyuan?"

"I went to the Buddha Temple to attend the market. I just walked for half an hour."

"Call him back and tell him that the bank president is here." The village chief instructed his son.

……

Buddha Temple.

Yu Yang drove at full speed and arrived at the market half an hour earlier than expected.

This time, instead of looking for an empty stall, we parked the car on the side of the road, lined up large woven baskets, and displayed the green bean sprouts.

Just after finishing his work and before he could shout, the village chief's son came up on his 28-inch bicycle, braking all the way.

"Sanyuan, the president is here, go back quickly, we have something to discuss."

In the past, Yu Yang would definitely leave the other party alone and let him know that Old Yu, as a father, is dispensable. Only in this way can we take the initiative during the negotiation.

But now we know that brick kilns have hidden dangers...

No, the attitude cannot change.

"No, I don't have time."

"No time? That's the president."

"What's the matter with the bank president? If it grows in the fields, can it be sold for money?"

"???"

The village chief's son looked at Yu Yang's ferocious appearance, and then looked at the three strong men with scars on their faces.

Suddenly I thought of the color TV, DVD and home theater that were stolen from my home.

understood.

This is not a food delivery service at all.

This is a bandit!
(End of this chapter)