Chapter 120 Collecting Grain
"Brother Hu, slow down, my ass..." Zhang Dashun sat on the mudguard on the side of the tractor, grabbed the seat with one hand, and felt that his tailbone was going to be bent.

"Persevere, and it will be easy to leave when you leave the village road."

Li Sihu smiled at him and said, "When we make money, we will build this road first."

Zhang Dashun nodded, "That is, if you want to get rich, you must first build the road. This broken road has been like this since we were young. It has been like this for many years. A few days ago, when we met, people were scared when they heard about the road in our village."

"Isn't it?" Li Sihu was speechless for a while.

"Why not? The poor in our village are well-known. You have been out all these years and you have been full of men who don't know evil." Dashun sighed.

Li Sihu tried his best to steer the steering wheel, and the tractor drove forward slowly with a rattling sound.

Zhang Dashun is 26 this year. In their Raoan, it is normal to get married on the 21th or [-]th. If you don’t get married on the [-]st, it will be too late. People like Dashun beat up the old leftover men at home. It is difficult to find a wife. There are only two final results, one is to find a second marriage to barely survive, and the other is to spend money to find a snake head to buy a daughter-in-law in the south.

That's right, just buy one, 10,000+ to buy one, as Li Sihu knows, someone in Xialiu Village bought a daughter-in-law this year.

The family looked at it, afraid of running away, just like guarding against thieves, it is not the way to live at all, but if you don't guard, maybe you will really run away, and there are many precedents.

In a word, difficult!
Li Sihu suddenly found that the burden on his shoulders was heavy again.

"My father and my mother discussed it. If I can't find a wife again, let me also go out to work, go to the factory, and find a wife before I come back." Zhang Dashun looked ahead, his eyes somewhat hesitant.

The 26-year-old boy is not bad in appearance, and he has endless strength, but he just can't find a wife.

Especially seeing the friends and brothers around me all getting married and starting a career, the feeling is not clear at all, it is not just envy.

"Don't worry, my daughter-in-law will have it, just trust me, Brother Hu." Li Sihu patted him on the shoulder with a firm expression on his face.

Unfortunately, Dashun didn't believe it at all, so he just nodded and gave a perfunctory hum.

When I entered Wangzhuang, I saw broken corn cobs on both sides of the road, some with bags.

"Brother Hu, why don't the people in Wangzhuang sell it to those feed factories themselves? In that case, wouldn't they make a lot of money?" Zhang Dashun asked curiously.

This question has been bothering him since it came, and when he saw the countless corn spools along the way, he finally couldn't help asking.

"This question is more complicated." Li Sihu said with a smile: "Look at these corns, can they be taken directly to the feed factory like this? They need to be dried and granulated before they can be bought. And there are too few, people don't like it at all. Eyes. So it’s worth one or two cents more expensive, and feed mills are willing to find grain merchants to collect it.”

"Even if the big factories can't get in, the small factories don't bother to argue with farmers. To put it bluntly, the main reason is to save worry and trouble."

"And those grain merchants and the people under the major feed factories are tricky."

Li Sihu explained with a smile that he had seen this kind of thing a lot before, and he was no stranger to it.

"Hurry up and turn on the loudspeaker." Li Sihu ordered.

Zhang Dashun picked up the loudspeaker and turned on the switch, and then there was a loud growl, "Corn, wheat, and soybeans are collected at high prices, if you can sell them, please contact me!"

After shouting a few times, the doors of several houses opened, and then the woman who stayed at home ran out to ask the price.

"Grain collectors, how much is my corn?"

"For those who collect food, let me also show you..."

The villagers were so enthusiastic that they all looked at each other and smiled.

Li Sihu had experience in harvesting grain before, the two jumped out of the car, and he followed a villager to the corn pile at his house, bent down to pick up a bag of corn, and skillfully pushed it aside, then split it from the middle to see the flesh. , look at the white heart on the grain.

"Sister, your house is too wet, bring a bag for twenty-seven cents!"

"Impossible, it's all overripe, no matter how wet it is, where can it get wet? It's too little, and a grain harvester came in the morning, and it didn't sell for thirty cents!"

Facing this kind of situation, Li Sihu was very experienced. He shook his head, then looked at another corn, shook his head and said: "It's too wet, at most it will rise by one point."

"Twenty-eight cents, no less. I have to find someone to skin him when I get back. If you help me out, I'll give you three cents." Li Sihu said.

Three cents and two cents has been inquired a long time ago. Although the country people are simple, they like to care about money.

But at this time, another villager selling corn hurriedly called Li Sihu aside and said, "Look at my house."

Li Sihu walked over, opened it and took a look, "Your house is similar to his house, twenty-eight cents."

At this time, the person from the first family came over and said, "We have so many people. How do you want the price to increase? I don't want you to get [-] cents or [-] cents. If it works, take them all away. If it doesn't work, you can go to other places to see it." Look!"

Three cents is Li Sihu's bottom line. Hearing this, he looked embarrassed. After thinking about it, he said embarrassingly: "Well, three cents is three cents. I opened a new feed factory and now there is a shortage of food. Like It’s the kind from your house, I’ll take thirty cents, as much as you want.”

"You run a feed factory? Then the relationship will be better."

"Okay, I'll give you a contact."

The two villagers were all happy, which made Li Sihu look puzzled, wondering if the price I gave was too high?

"What's going on here?" Li Sihu asked curiously, "I don't think those harvesters from Xiliu Village have come this year?"

"Hey, seeing how honest you are, I won't hide it from you. They're too dark this year. Together, they only pay twenty-five cents for the bag. Who sells this? But our village has a lot of corn. You didn't look at the road. I can’t even open it, and there are many more that are in the field, and I dare not recycle them, because there is no place to dry them.”

Li Sihu was stunned for a moment, and then felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart. This relationship is great, and they won't accept it, which is an advantage for me.

"It turns out that this is the case, these people are really black." Li Sihu scolded those black-hearted grain dealers with a straight face.

These words immediately won the favor of this villager.

"Well, I will leave you a contact information. You are from this village, please contact me. I have collected all the corn in your village. When the time comes, I will give you half a cent per catty. Today I will first pull your corn. Let's go, I'll go back and prepare the car, how about putting it away here, and I'll send a car to pull it?" Li Sihu said.

When they heard that there was such a good thing, how could the two country women refuse it!

Half a catty is given, and more is money!
Li Sihu gave half of this, and the two elder sisters still did their best to help him harvest the corn?

"I haven't asked my eldest sister what your last name is yet?" Li Sihu asked.

"My name is Han Shufen."

"My name is Qin Caixia."

"Sister Shufen, Sister Caixia, my name is Li Sihu, this is my brother Zhang Dashun, we are both from Xialiu Village." Li Sihu also quickly introduced himself and Zhang Dashun who was standing next to him.

He seemed to understand why Zhang Dashun couldn't find a wife until now, and he blushed so much when he saw a strange woman.

The combined age of these two eldest sisters can be his grandmother, okay?

Li Sihu sighed secretly, then called Zhang Dashun to work.

Weighing, loading, weighing scales, counting money.

This tractor pulled more than 6000 catties.

The two brothers happily returned to the village. On the way, Dashun asked, "Brother Hu, why did we give those two old women half a cent?"

Li Sihu smiled, "We are not ordinary grain dealers. We need a lot of corn. Where is it affordable and the quantity is large? Of course it is Wangzhuang. We are just catching up with this stall. The villagers are negotiating the price, and at this time, people from the village help us mediate, even if the grain sellers turn around and raise the price, those two elder sisters can help us get a lot."

"So it's like this! You've been in the city for a few years, but you're different from those of us who haven't seen the world."

"Okay, okay, it's useless to talk less, we have to go back quickly and get someone to pull the corn!"

(End of this chapter)

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