Fairy Gourd Farm

Chapter 804 Breaking the World Record
Because of this, Jiajia felt depressed, until Zhao Lei and Song Wanqing promised to take her on vacation often in the future, and the little girl turned her worries into joy.

In fact, Song Wanqing was not willing to part with Zhao Lei. On the night before leaving, she let go of everything to ask for love with her sweetheart, and she didn't give up until she exhausted all her strength.

The next day Zhao Lei sent Song Wanqing's mother and daughter to the airport, and the three said goodbye to each other reluctantly.After watching Song Wanqing's mother and daughter board the plane, Zhao Lei went back to the farm as if lost.

Zhao Lei cannot return to China for the time being, because today is the day of rice harvesting.He wanted to stay and witness this moment, and at the same time see how much surprise the rice seeds treated with Zijin Gourd could bring him.

When Zhao Lei returned to the farm, he found that everyone was waiting anxiously, waiting for him to start harvesting rice when he came back.The good growth of these rice is obvious to all, and everyone wants to know how high the yield is.

Finally, when the boss came back, Zhong Jiahong immediately started the small agricultural machinery and started harvesting rice by himself.

Before harvesting, Zhong Jiahong had already led people to carefully measure the rice field of one mu, just to find out how much this kind of rice could yield per mu.

With the help of agricultural machinery, one mu of rice was quickly harvested.Next, threshing, toon rice and other processes are required to turn the rice into white rice.

However, in Dama Farm, this set of procedures is all done by machinery, which is not only fast but also saves a lot of manpower.With everyone's attention, it finally came to the final weighing session.

Looking at the rice piled up like a mountain, even Zhong Jiahong, an old farmer, was very excited, and couldn't help whispering to Zhao Lei: "Boss, I really didn't expect that one mu of rice field can produce so much rice. Do you think we can break the world record?" ?”

In fact, Zhao Lei is also a little nervous. After all, every extra catty of rice means an extra penny of income.However, as the boss, he still had to remain calm. He just smiled slightly and said, "Don't you know how many scales there are? Let everyone start!"

Zhong Jiahong nodded vigorously, and personally weighed rice with several other employees.After the bags of rice were weighed, the weight was recorded accurately. Finally, Zhong Jiahong and another person used calculators to add up all the numbers, which was the yield per mu of Xianhu rice.

The final result came out soon, and Zhong Jiahong looked at the numbers on the calculator in disbelief, thinking that he had made a mistake.However, the number calculated by another worker was exactly the same as that of Zhong Jiahong, which showed that this number was absolutely correct.

Zhong Jiahong took a deep breath and announced loudly to everyone: "The rice yield per mu of our farm is... 1276 kilograms!"

As soon as Zhong Jiahong finished speaking, everyone immediately cheered.This solid data shows that the yield per mu of rice on the farm has broken the world record!Although everyone has known this result for a long time, but now it has been confirmed, it still makes everyone happy and proud.

"Haha, boss, we have broken the world record!" Zhong Jiahong was extremely happy, and said to Zhao Lei with a smile all over his face: "This is still the output under large-scale planting, it is really unbelievable!"

Zhao Lei is also very happy, after all, for every kilogram of rice yield per mu, he can earn an extra kilogram of money!
Facing the smiling farm employees, Zhao Lei immediately announced loudly: "In order to celebrate the first rice on the farm, everyone will be paid double salary this month! This will become a practice in the future. Your salary will be doubled!"

After hearing Zhao Lei's words, everyone was even happier.Everyone was smiling and happy to meet such a generous boss.

Even Zhong Jiahong, who is usually very serious in front of his subordinates, couldn't help laughing, and said loudly to others: "Mr. Zhao is so generous, you should also show something? Why are you still standing there, you are all going to help harvest rice!"

Everyone responded loudly to Zhong Jiahong's words, and went back to work one after another.Even with the help of agricultural machinery, it will take some time to harvest the [-] hectares of rice planted on the farm. It is time to hurry up and work.

And Zhong Jiahong still had his own worries, so he grabbed a handful of white and crystal-clear rice and whispered to Zhao Lei: "Boss, is the taste of these rice really good? If the taste is mediocre, no matter how high the output is, it won't make much money. Why not?" They grow vegetables."

Zhao Lei said with a smile: "This matter is easy to handle. Don't we already have rice? Let everyone stay here to taste the fairy gourd rice tonight. Just ask everyone's opinions."

Zhong Jiahong nodded again and again: "That's a good idea. I'll go home and get a big iron pot. The new rice cooked in a big iron pot and an earthen stove is the best!"

Zhao Lei, who was born as a farmer, also agrees with Zhong Jiahong's words. It seems that as long as they are farmers, their views on this issue are quite consistent.

In the evening of that day, the workers who had been busy in the rice fields all gathered in front of the office building, waiting to taste the rice just harvested today.

When Zhong Jiahong lifted the lid of the pot, everyone couldn't help taking a deep breath.The cooked rice is so fragrant, the grains of rice in the pot are crystal clear, just like thin and long pearls, the fragrance is so fragrant that people will have an appetite when they smell it.

And the taste of these rice is even better, every grain of glutinous but not rotten rice is like dancing on the tip of the tongue.Zhao Lei didn't even eat any vegetables, he just ate three bowls of white rice in a row, still feeling unsatisfied.

The others were similar to Zhao Lei, and they all ate deliciously.Zhao Lei simply asked Zhong Jiahong to cook a few more pots of rice so that everyone could eat enough.

When the sky was completely dark, everyone was finally full.Touching their chubby bellies one by one, they said with satisfaction that this is the best tasting rice they have ever tasted, and their previous worries about the high yield but poor taste of fairy gourd rice were naturally swept away.

Zhong Jiahong came to Zhao Lei with a full belch, and said with a smile on his face: "Boss, these rices are absolutely perfect, and they will definitely be popular! By the way, have you decided on the price of these rices yet?"

Zhao Lei knows that there are a lot of rice prices in China, the highest price is more than 1 yuan per catty, and there are also a lot of rice with thousands of yuan and hundreds of yuan per catty.However, these rice are basically sold under the gimmicks of "tribute rice" and "extremely rare output", in order to attract attention and charge such a high price.

Zhao Lei doubts that anyone would really spend more than 1 yuan on a catty of rice. Even the richest man in the world would not spend money like this?

In contrast, although Xianhu Rice is also a high-quality product, consumers must feel that it is worth it. Only in this way can Xianhu Rice be recognized by the market.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhao Lei said to Zhong Jiahong: "I plan to sell it for 30 yuan per catty, increase the price by 50% in the Southeast Asian market, and double the price in the Japanese market!"

(End of this chapter)