The country romantic little doctor king

There were four coolie men in the back of the truck. They were all dark-skinned, with broad arms and round waists, and broad palms. It was obvious at a glance that they were good at work.

This rich man is from a nearby village. His name is Zhou Zhenghu. He is a fruit and vegetable seller. He not only collects watermelons, but also other seasonal fruits and vegetables, sells them to the city, and earns the price difference.

Because he has the brains, the courage, the connections, and the sales, he can also make a lot of money. His gold belt and leather bag are both genuine Hermès, not some A-grade goods.

"Boss Zhou, I'm hoping for the stars and the moon, but I've been hoping for you. Hurry up and load the truck. I think it's going to be cloudy today, so you have to hurry up. My melons alone are fast enough for you to pull a truck. ." Chen Fugui walked quickly to Zhou Zhenghu, laughed and said, proactively handed over a golden cigarette, and also helped to light the cigarette.

Faced with this kind of rich man doing business, even if he is a village chief, he is still a farmer in essence. He still has to farm and farm, and his stature is unconsciously shorter.

As a result, Boss Zhou didn't take his cigarette. He took out a pack of soft Chinese and gave him one.

Chen Fugui suddenly felt embarrassed, and quickly put away his golden cigarette, took Boss Zhou's soft Chinese, took out his lighter, and lit it for Boss Zhou.

"Village Chief Chen, the watermelon market has been bad these past two days. New melons have been put on the market collectively, and the prices at the wholesale market here are not high. So the purchase price now has to be lowered." Zhou Zhenghu smoked while smoking. Yan said to Chen Fugui.

His narrow eyes glanced at Xu Xiaoyan from time to time.

This little daughter-in-law's appearance may not be conspicuous among the crowds in the city, but standing in the fields with her concave figure, set off by the surrounding scenery, makes people feel amazing. She is clearly a pampered young lady.

Young and old couples, a flower stuck on the cow dung, makes people feel envious, jealous and hateful.

Zhou Zhenghu secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Price reduction?"

When Chen Fugui heard this, his hands trembled, and he asked without even lighting up his cigarette: "How much will it drop?"

"One price, no matter big or small melons, raw or cooked melons, all cost cent. If you think it's OK, we'll load the truck now. If you think it's not OK, then we'll have to pull it down. There's no profit in selling melons now, so I I don’t even want to do it, to be honest. You see, I get up early every day and go out in the wind and rain. I’m as tired as a dog. I’m exhausted. I can’t make much money at all and I lose money every year.” Zhou Zhenghu sells Miserably.

His face was rosy, his arms were broad and his waist was round, and his belly was full of fat. It was hard to tell where he looked tired.

Moreover, it has a big gold chain, a small watch, a Hermès belt, and a Hermès leather bag. Who would believe it if they say that they are losing money every year?

"What? A dime?"

When Chen Fugui heard this, his body shook violently, and the soft Chinese medicine in his hands was shaken off. He said dissatisfiedly: "One cent per catty, Boss Zhou, your price reduction is too harsh, right?" The price has not been so low in years. I invested tens of thousands in watermelons, and I could barely make back my money at - cents per catty. I lost money at cents per catty. And we agreed on the phone yesterday that it would be cents per catty. , how can you change your mind now?"

"It's only a dime a pound, so you might as well go grab it. If you don't keep your word, how can you do business like this?" Xu Xiaoyan couldn't help but get angry, put her hands on her hips and said loudly.

Zhou Zhenglong suddenly glared and said with a stern face: "Old village chief, I don't like hearing what your little wife is saying. Who are you to say that you don't keep your word? Does communication on the phone count? It's just communication. , it’s not written in black and white. Moreover, the price of watermelon changes every day and goes all the way down. The price is beyond my control. If you have the ability, bring the melons to the city and sell them yourself. See if you can sell them. Give a price.”

"Women, please stand aside and don't interrupt when men are talking." Chen Fugui scolded Xu Xiaoyan, and then said kindly to Zhou Zhenghu: "Boss Zhou, the price of one cent is too low. I have lost blood in a year." . In this way, I will earn less and get my money back, which is cents per catty. What do you think?"

"Old Chen, since you are the village chief, I will give you two cents at most. It's not like you don't know that the watermelon market is bad now. In our Qingshui Town alone, millions of kilograms of watermelons have been put on the market in the past two days. The market is completely saturated. I tried my best to bring it to the market, but I can only sell it for to cents per catty, so there is no profit. And you see, it has become cloudy today. The weather forecast says there will be heavy rain in the evening. Several days. If the watermelon cannot be pulled out, it will be very troublesome. You can weigh it yourself. If you think it is OK, we will pretend. If you think it is not OK, I will go to the next house and have a look. Except for you, I will only give one to others. Mao." Zhou Zhenghu's attitude was very resolute, he smoked a cigarette leisurely, taking some time off, waiting for Chen Fugui to make a decision.

As long as Chen Fugui is taken care of, other melon farmers will be able to catch him.

He was the only watermelon seller in these ten miles and eight villages, and the watermelons could not be sold to anyone but him.

The cloudy weather is a bad thing for melon farmers, but a good thing for melon sellers, because watermelons cannot be picked in rainy days, and there will be a shortage of watermelons on the market, and prices will rise accordingly.

Zhou Zhenghu took advantage of the rainy weather this time to buy watermelons at a super low price. He has his own warehouse in the city and plans to store them for a few days and then sell them when the price reaches the highest level. He can make a lot of money. A conservative estimate would be several hundred thousand.

"It's only a dime a pound. This damn Zhou Laohu is really not a human being. I think if you call him Zhou Papi, he will plot against us ordinary people."

"There is no businessman without treachery, and there is no businessman without treachery! I would rather rotten in the ground than sell the watermelon to him for a dime per pound. After a year of hard work, he earned all the money and made wedding clothes for others. This is simply unreasonable.”

"Yeah, I heard that watermelons in the city can be sold for one or two yuan per pound, or even four or five yuan for more. Just the watermelon in our village, the price difference is enough for him to earn tens of thousands. Why don't we find a tractor ourselves? , take it to the city and sell it."

"The key point is that your tractor can't enter the city. Even if you enter the city, you won't be arrested by the urban management. And it's going to rain today. If you're not familiar with the place, you won't even have a place to hide from the rain when you enter the city. How can you sell melons? ?”

"Yes, it's too difficult. Grandma, let's overturn Zhou Papi's car and let him bully others."

"Nonsense! You don't dare to do this. Zhou Zhenghu's brother Zhou Zhenglong is a gangster. How dare you lift his car? Do you want to live?"

……

The villagers were talking a lot, venting their dissatisfaction.

This week's peeling was made by Chen Fugui yesterday. They agreed to come to Qinghe Village to collect melons for cents per catty, but now the price has suddenly dropped to cents, which is really unacceptable.

This year is another good harvest year. Everyone thought they could sleep with money on their pillows tonight, but they never expected to encounter such a bad thing.

"Alas, farmers are working too hard. In my next life, I will be reborn as a beast and not be a farmer." Aunt Yueru sighed and sat down on the ground. She was so tired that she was covered in sweat and her clothes were soaked.

"What's the cheapest price this week? If we don't sell it to him, can't we just contact other melon dealers?" Chen Yang said with some confusion.

Seeing the villagers frowning and working hard for half a year, and their anger about to be wasted, he saw it and was anxious in his heart.

After hearing his words, the villagers laughed bitterly.

"Xiaoyang, you are so naive. If we could contact other melon sellers, wouldn't we stop contacting him? The entire watermelon market in Qingshui Town is monopolized by this man named Zhou."

"There used to be a few melon dealers, but they were all wiped out by him using despicable means. His brother Zhou Zhenglong was a well-known gangster. He had a mine in the mountains and raised a group of thugs. No one dared to offend him."

……

The villagers all talked to Chen Yang.

When the name Zhou Zhenglong was mentioned, Sister-in-law Xianglian's face suddenly changed, and her delicate body trembled.

Li Xianglian's ex-husband, Chen Xiaobei, died in a quarry in Zhou Zhenglong. He agreed to pay yuan, but so far he has only been compensated yuan. Li Xianglian asked for the remaining yuan several times, but to no avail. arriving.

That bitch Zhou Zhenglong even shamelessly asked Li Xianglian to sleep with him, saying that he would be paid yuan per sleep, which made Li Xianglian very angry.

"Sister-in-law, are you alright?"

Realizing that Li Xianglian's expression was not right, Chen Yang quickly comforted her.

"I'm fine." Li Xianglian said.

"Xiao Yang, don't you know, your brother Xiao Bei died in the Zhou Zhenglong Mine," said a villager.

"Oh, your little brother Bei died so miserably! I heard that he could have been saved at that time, but the boss named Zhou refused to save him because he was afraid of bearing high medical expenses and subsequent child support. Then he disappeared. . Your sister-in-law is with you now, so you have to treat her well. I believe your little brother Bei is alive in heaven, and he will be very happy." Another villager said.

Chen Yang's face darkened as he listened.

Sister-in-law Xiang Lian kept this matter secret. No one had told him about it, so she couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"Well, let's talk about watermelons. If there are so many melons, if you can't sell them, why should you throw them away? A small loss is a small loss, so let's just sell them for a dime. Grandma's, I won't do it again. Planting watermelons.”

"Yes, you have to sell it even if you lose money. It would be good if there are people in this hilly area willing to come and collect the melons."

"The key is to rain. Otherwise, if we leave it in the ground for a few days, we can still think of a solution."

"I don't know anyone, so how can I have any good ideas? Let me see, if you don't sell your melons to this Zhou Papi, you have to offend him. This bitch has such a dark heart, I don't know what he will do. He is today If you come here empty, you can’t return empty.”

……

After a flurry of discussion, everyone still had to face reality.

I can’t sell this melon!

You have to sell it even at a loss!

It would be great if some funds can be withdrawn. After all, many families are waiting for money to go to school for their children, for medical treatment for the elderly, and so on. There can be no delay.

"Hahaha, everyone is understanding. Now that you have figured it out, it's fine, come on, put on the scale and load the truck. Come one by one, don't be in a hurry."

The four big men who came with the car moved a scale from the car and were busy.

There is a large iron frame on the scale specially used for weighing watermelons. It can weigh hundreds of kilograms of watermelons at a time, which is fast and efficient.

"Everyone must not think that I, Zhou Zhenghu, have a dark heart and want to undercut everyone. We are all fellow villagers from ten miles and eight villages. We do not have friendships but family ties. Am I, Zhou Zhenghu, the kind of person who takes advantage of meager profits? It is really the case these days. The market for watermelons is so bad. There are so many new melons on the market, and when there is a run on the market, the prices are skyrocketing. If you don’t believe me, go to the city and take a look, and you will know if I am lying.”

"To tell you the truth, the rainy day is coming soon, and there are still more than a dozen villages waiting for me to go to La Gua. They are all very anxious. But your Qinghe Village has the deepest relationship with me, Zhou Zhenghu, so I will be the first to come to your village to La Gua. melon."

……

Zhou Zhenghu said while smoking a cigarette and puffing away smoke.

Being a bitch and having to build a memorial for yourself is so shameless, and she looks like a villain who has succeeded.

But he said that the reason why he came to Qinghe Village to pull melons first was because the water and soil in Qinghe Village were good, and the melons grown in Qinghe Village were large and sweet, and they had a good reputation in the market.

There were too many melons for him to pull in one cart.

He called, preparing to call two more cars.

You can easily earn tens of thousands in this trip. This money is almost as much as the wind blows, and you can make a lot of profit.

"Everyone, wait."

At this moment, a voice suddenly came.

Chen Yang glanced at Zhou Zhenghu coldly and said to everyone: "Fellow folks, sell all your melons to me. I'll charge you one yuan per catty."

"What? One dollar a pound?"

A simple word, but it was like an earth-shattering shock. All the villagers were shocked and couldn't believe it.

The watermelons in Qinghe Village have never been sold at such a high price in history.

Moreover, if you sell melons for only one dollar, you won't make much money if you bring them to the city. You will probably lose your blood.

"Xiaoyang, are you crazy? You are not a melon seller, why are you buying so many melons?" Sister-in-law Xianglian said speechlessly, her face darkened, and then she smiled and said to everyone: "Big guy, my little one is Yang was just joking with everyone. Don’t take it seriously.”

"Sister-in-law, I'm serious. A manly man who keeps his word, how can he not keep his word? Otherwise, wouldn't I just be like someone, stripping off my skin all the time?" Chen Yang said with a smile, with a serious look on his face.

"Why did you buy so many melons? Do you have a market for them?"

"There's no market for it. I'll just buy it and eat it myself."

puff!

Li Xianglian almost spat out a mouthful of blood as she listened.

If you buy these hundreds of thousands of kilograms of watermelon and eat them yourself, how big of an appetite will you have?

She knew that her little brother was a bad person, and she couldn't bear to see the villagers working so hard to grow melons but losing all their money, so she wanted to help others.

Chen Yang now has a net worth of tens of millions, so he spends hundreds of thousands to buy the whole village's melons, which is just a drop in the bucket.

"Xiaoyang, are you serious? You can buy our melons for one dollar?"

"That's great, Xiaoyang, you are truly a living Bodhisattva."

"I don't want a dollar, but I can sell it to you for fifty cents a pound."

"Yes, it's only cents per catty. If you pay one yuan per catty, you'll lose a lot. We feel bad about it."

……

The villagers accepted Chen Yang's kindness and were willing to sell melons to him, but they also proposed that the price could be lower, not wanting him to suffer too much loss.

"I said one dollar is one dollar. Don't bargain with me. I won't accept even a penny less." Chen Yang said decisively, giving people the feeling of a wealthy person who is not short of money.

But no one noticed that Zhou Zhenghu's eyes were so cold that they could kill someone.