my golden fishing village

Chapter 66 Opening a Commissary

"Come on, sit down and eat something. Can the fast food on the train compare with the dishes made at home?"

Chen Yongshan took the initiative to buy him a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and poured him a glass of white wine.

"This is too polite."

Fan Jianhua smiled bitterly, looked at the big fish and meat on the table, smelling fragrant, and said, "Then I won't be hypocritical."

He picked up the wine glass, took a sip of the wine, and said, "Enough!"

Chen Fan and Fan Wenbin stood aside. After all, the people at the table were elders, so they still knew the etiquette.

After taking a few mouthfuls of food, Chen Yongshan asked, "Old Fan, why did you come back so suddenly this time?"

"Oh, it's hard to live outside."

Fan Jianhua sighed, and said, "I'm exhausted every day, I wake up early and work late at night, and finally earn some money. I said it was a monthly payment, but in the end, I was in arrears for two or three months."

"Go and tell the foreman, it's always procrastinating, and finally everyone can't take it anymore, and they go on strike collectively, so they get half of the wages, and the other half, rambling, just don't want to give it out."

"Yes."

Chen Yongshan nodded.

This is the current situation of contemporary migrant workers. If your wages are owed, your wages will be owed. Are you unhappy and don’t want to work?That’s no problem, there will be more people wanting to do it anyway!
As for unpaid wages?Go dreaming!
"Just two days ago," Fan Jianhua looked at Chen Fan and said with a smile, "I heard from my wife that everyone in the village has made a lot of money because of Xiao Fan. Although they will take a lot of risks, it's better than having nothing to do there. Be strong, right?"

Chen Yongshan looked at Chen Fan.

"That's it."

Chen Fan had already thought of this scene the moment the other party came to the door.

"So Uncle Fan, do you want to go fishing with us?"

"is it okay?"

Fan Jianhua asked nervously.

On the phone, my wife spoke convincingly, she didn't seem to be lying, she just said that she was going to the Misty Sea, which was haunted by ghosts and was not safe.

He suffered from insomnia for a day and a night, and finally figured out that even being frightened to death by ghosts is better than dying poor.

What's more, Chen Fan and the others have been there several times, and they all came back safely. He doesn't believe it, and he can't do it.

"Of course."

Chen Fan agreed immediately, and the speed was so fast that Fan Jianhua didn't expect it.

"This, this will do?"

"Otherwise, Uncle Fan?" Chen Fan asked.

"well."

Fan Jianhua's hands trembled excitedly, and he kept thanking him: "Xiaofan, thank you, thank you!"

"Dad, I, I don't want to go fishing..."

Suddenly, a weak voice sounded.

Fan Wenbin plucked up his courage and said.

"What do you say?"

Fan Jianhua suddenly opened his eyes wide, wishing he could slap him.

Xiaofan has agreed to take you to make a fortune together, you still don't want to?

"Dad, it's not like you don't know that I'm seasick..." Fan Wenbin said with a sad face, "The boat wobbled on the sea, and I felt uncomfortable when I stood there for a while."

"Who doesn't come from here?"

Fan Jianhua hates that iron cannot become steel, "You grew up in a fishing village, and you are still afraid of seasickness! If you tell me, you won't make people laugh!"

"Okay, stop talking, go out to sea with me in two days."

"Dad, I really don't want to go!"

Fan Wenbin became anxious and said, "I'd rather go out to work than go fishing."

"are you mad at me!"

Fan Jianhua was furious, got up and was ready to teach him a lesson.

"Uncle Fan!"

Chen Fan hurriedly stopped him and persuaded him, "If you have something to say, say it well, if you have something to say, say it well."

"That's right, Lao Fan, Xiao Bin is also an adult, you can't beat him like you did when you were a child."

"I can't help it if I don't fight, look at him like this, is it plausible!" Fan Jianhua was in a mess of anger.

Chen Fan looked at the stubborn Fan Wenbin and sighed helplessly.

The same rice feeds all kinds of people, even if they are born and raised in fishing villages, there are some who don't like going to sea, and Fan Wenbin is one of them.

He didn't like going to the beach when he was a child, he seemed to be afraid of the sea, and he was beaten several times because of this incident when he was a child.

"Actually, Uncle Fan, if you want to make money, you don't have to go to sea."

"what?"

Fan Jianhua was taken aback.

Fan Wenbin's eyes lit up and he couldn't wait to ask: "Brother, do you have any other ways to make a fortune?"

"Yes, when you come back, do you feel that there is something missing in our village?"

Chen Fan asked with a smile.

"What's the lack of money?"

The Fan family father and son looked at each other in blank dismay.

Qingshui Village hasn't changed much from when they left half a year ago?

What is missing?
"... "

Seeing them like this, Chen Fan knew that it was unrealistic to expect them to guess, so he could only announce the answer, "Shop."

"shop?"

"Well," Chen Fan explained: "Usually when we buy bags of salt and monosodium glutamate, we have to go to the market three or four kilometers away. There are not many braised pork, restaurants and so on. Gotta go to town."

"Xiaofan, what do you mean, let us open a small shop and sell daily necessities?"

Fan Jianhua reacted.

"But..." Fan Wenbin said: "It's not like I haven't been to our village before, but in the end, I didn't have much business, so I went out to work."

"This time and the other."

Chen Fan nodded, "What if all the people in our village come back? Besides, they earn more money than in the past?"

"For example, Wang Tiezhu can earn several thousand yuan by going out to sea once. Most of this money will be saved. Do you want to buy some snacks, tobacco and alcohol for the rest?"

"If it's not just Wang Tiezhu alone, but Sun Biao, Lu Bing, Tong Feng, and a dozen people?"

"If you make money, you have to spend it, right? Instead of letting them spend it in the market, why can't they spend it in our village's own canteen?"

These words not only made the Fan family father and son suddenly enlightened, but also Chen's father was enlightened when he heard them.

"Yes, Wang Tiezhu and the others have made so much money, with an average of several thousand yuan per person. Even if each of them spends 1000 yuan every day, ten people will earn [-] yuan. What if there are more people?"

Fan Wenbin is young and his mind is quick.

Opening a canteen is a gamble on popularity and that the lives of the villagers in Qingshui Village will get better and better.

"Brother, will more and more people come back from our village?" Thinking of this, he couldn't help asking nervously.

"of course."

Chen Fan asked without hesitation, "Maybe, not only people from our village, but also people from other places will come here in the future?"

"You can do this first. Uncle Fan will go fishing with us, and Wen Bin will open a shop at home. Wait for a while to see the effect. If Uncle Fan is satisfied, then this shop will continue to open."

"Row."

Fan Jianhua nodded in agreement.

While Fan Wenbin heaved a sigh of relief, he also gave Chen Fan a grateful look.

Chen Fan was also secretly satisfied.

As Qingshui Village moves towards prosperity, some basic living facilities are indispensable, such as canteens, roads, clinics, etc., but compared with the latter, it is less difficult to realize the canteens.

Instead of earning money and spending it elsewhere, why not spend it in the village. As the saying goes, the fat and water don’t flow to outsiders’ fields.

Three wins!

(End of this chapter)