Rural Shennong

How did Qi Zixuan bring down Chen Ping?He knew it.

But he is not afraid of encountering the same evil hands when he goes to other places.

Because he thought he was different from Chen Ping.

Chen Ping is just a stinky farmer with no roots, a humble background, and a bit of shit luck.

He came from a wealthy family, and my father is an executive of the Industry and Commerce Association, so he is full of confidence.

As long as you don't go to the provincial capital first, the family power in other counties and cities in the province, even if they are a bit stronger, is nothing compared to the Qi family.

No one dared to use those insidious tricks unscrupulously by Qi Jia.

Speaking of this, Qi Zixuan's eyes flickered with a crazy light: "I have already made Fansen look good in other counties and cities in the province."

"As long as I can get another loan and sell these facades, no one can stop Qi Zixuan from rising!"

Hua Biao thinks Qi Zixuan is so complacent?He is simply crazy.

This is a stud-like gamble, the kind that leaves no room for value.

Isn't he afraid of problems with the milk source?

In fact, Qi Zixuan was also a little worried at the beginning, but there is no problem with the source of milk these days, both in terms of quality and milk output, it is very stable.

This fueled his ambition.

Chen Ping soon received information from Hua Biao.

"So that's how it is!" Chen Ping laughed: "If the sky wants to destroy it, it must first make it crazy!"

"I said, what is he going to do with that batch of goods? It turns out that he is going to do this."

"Qi Zixuan, you are quite ambitious!"

Qi Zixuan moved very quickly.

With the second huge bank loan, he immediately asked Meng Fanlin to buy the facades that he had been optimistic about before.

After completing a series of activities such as decoration and publicity, Meng Fanlin is familiar with the road.

It didn't even take a week, and Shengyuan Jindian milk had a good reputation in the counties and cities around Jiang'an.

The batch of goods he stockpiled will soon be in short supply.

Even in the counties and cities around Jiang'an, Shengyuan Jindian sold for 15 yuan a bag, and the people queuing up to buy it every day are still overwhelmed.

First of all, he only has two geomantic treasures, more than 1000 cattle, and limited production capacity.

Secondly, the consumer groups in surrounding counties and cities are too large.

Qi Zixuan had expected this situation.

He once again resorted to the means of living without money, continued to collect deposits, and opened pre-sales.

In just two days, the pre-sale money Qi Zixuan received quickly swelled his purse.

If it wasn't for the end of the month, he would have a lot of expenses, and he would have to repay the interest on the bank loan, so he would have to generate enough cash flow. Qi Zixuan would continue to copy this model and expand wildly.

Just when Qi Zixuan was holding a young model in his arms, looking at the numbers in the bank, and couldn't even close his mouth when he was smiling, a call from the dairy factory poured cold water on him.

"What did you say? How dare you lie to me, I'll kill you!" Qi Zixuan pushed the tender model away from his arms, and stood up abruptly.

The call was made by Ren Guohao, the director of the dairy factory, and his tone was very anxious: "Young Master Qi, even if you take advantage of us, I dare not lie to you!"

"The quality inspection department inspected five times, and I also specially supervised it once, and the results were the same."

After being appointed as the factory director by Qi Zixuan, Ren Guohao still worked very hard.

When he learned that there was a problem with the quality inspection department, he immediately went to investigate in person.

The results surprised him.

The premium milk, which usually has no problems, actually declined in quality, and it was not an ordinary decline.

Whether it is the nutritional content or the taste, it is much worse than yesterday's.

When Ren Guohao learned of this result, he didn't dare to delay for a moment, and immediately notified Qi Zixuan.

Qi Zixuan's scalp was about to explode: "You wait for me at the factory, I'll go there right away!"

He hurried to the milk factory with Meng Fanlin, made a cup of milk directly from the original milk bucket, and drank it with his head up.

After drinking, Qi Zixuan's face turned ashen.

There is no need to read any quality inspection reports, he drinks this milk every day, and he can taste it as soon as he tastes it. The milk photo is not a little bit worse than yesterday.

"How could this be, it's impossible!"

Meng Fanlin also tasted the milk and noticed the difference: "Young Master Qi, could it be that the farm sent the wrong milk?"

Qi Zixuan said angrily, "Fart!"

"This milk is not as good as the previous milk, but it is also much better than the milk produced by ordinary farms."

"There must be something wrong with the farm."

"Those mud legs... How dare his mud legs trick me!"

He thought it was an employee from the farm who had just joined him to do something, so he drove to Xinli Village immediately.

How did Qi Zixuan know that all of this was a hole dug for him by Chen Ping.

Chen Ping had experimented a long time ago, as long as those cows do not eat top quality forage and feed for two days, the quality of the milk they produce will plummet.

After three days, the quality of the milk will drop back to normal.

If you do not eat high-quality feed for a week, the physical fitness of the cows will decline.

To solve such a problem, unless he directly feeds those cows with spiritual liquid.

Ever since he sold the farm to Qi Zixuan, Chen Ping would go to the ranch every night to spread elixir.

In Xinli Village, he sprinkled it himself.

On the other side of Xiayanggou, he asked Wang Shuanfu and his wife to scatter.

Regardless of the fact that Wang Shuanfu and his wife have already signed a contract with Qi Zixuan and become Qi Zixuan's employees.

But Chen Ping's orders, he still carried out without compromise.

The night before, the two pastures stopped spreading the spiritual liquid at the same time, and the quality of the forage plummeted.

After the cattle ate the top-quality forage that was saved, the new grass that grows has no effect.

Qi Zixuan rushed to the farm and called the person in charge, Liao Gexi, over, "What's the matter with the quality of the milk?"

"Do you want to give me an explanation?"

Facing the red-eyed Qi Zixuan, the old village head held a pipe in his mouth and said unhurriedly, "Young Master Qi, why should I explain to you?"

"It's the cow's milk, not mine."

"What these cows were like before, I am what I am now, I have no shame in my heart!"

Qi Zixuan gritted his teeth: "Okay, okay, you dare to fool me, don't you? Then I'll stare at you!"

He spent the night in the car that day.

Early the next morning, Qi Zixuan personally went to supervise the villagers herding and milking the cows.

Everything seemed normal, but after the milk came out, Qi Zixuan took it with a cup, took a sip, and spit it out.

His face was as ugly as his dead father: "Why...how could this happen?"

Not only is this milk not as good as the top-quality milk before, it is even worse than yesterday's milk, and it has a strong milky smell.

Qi Zixuan was used to drinking top-quality milk, and the taste and taste of this kind of milk was naturally unbearable for him.

The great panic made Qi Zixuan tremble all over.

How much money did he invest for this superb milk?He himself can't remember clearly, and owes a large loan.

If there is a problem with the milk source...

A fine layer of cold sweat oozed from Qi Zixuan's forehead.

Just when he was at a loss, his cell phone rang.

Qi Zixuan shivered, picked up the phone, and heard an anxious voice on the other end of the phone.

"Young Master Qi, the customers who ordered the Shengyuan Jindian are about to pick up the goods, but the factory hasn't delivered the goods to the supermarket yet."

"You urge over there to see if there is any problem."

This call was made by the person in charge of Qitian Supermarket, and Qi Zixuan's phone fell to the ground with a "click".

He murmured two words to himself with blank eyes: "It's over!"