Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

"Okay, let's talk now!"

Gu Siwei sat down with a golden sword.

The scene was very embarrassing now, everyone except Gu Siwei was embarrassed.

"Sit down, why are you standing? Huang Jiasheng and I have known each other for a long time. We still decided on this order," Gu Siwei said to the two of them.

"It's because we are ignorant, I'm sorry!"

The two apologized quickly.

Gu Siwei waved his hand: "Let's get down to business!"

The two honest people directly explained what they had been told when they came.

There was no difficulty in repeating the things that had been decided in the first place. The two of them talked briefly and it didn't take more than two minutes.

But just this little thing made Yang Chuanwu and the people who accompanied him from the county, as well as the guys standing outside the wall watching the fun, all dumbfounded.

"How much per pound?"

When Yang Chuanwu asked, his voice was a little trembling.

"Fifteen cents per pound, that's one and a half cents."

When Yang Chuanwu asked him this question, the young man felt a little nervous and answered softly.

One and a half cents, why did Gu Siwei say twenty cents, but here it’s one and a half cents. It’s very simple. Why shouldn’t the supply and marketing company collect part of it? Taxes and other such things must also be collected, right? The reason why 15 cents was able to reach the hands of the villagers was because the superiors were too embarrassed to take it anymore. After all, Gu Siwei was a double-crossed figure. One was the chairman of Marvel, and the other was the captain of Team 6 of Shimo Village. You said you stretched out your hand and took away as much as you wanted, wouldn't your face turn red?

The final payment for the fifteen cents was not in cash, but in the form of RMB plus votes. Gu Siwei also mentioned that he would send US dollars as much as possible.

This is nothing else. It is because Gu Siwei clearly knows that it is impossible for the US dollars to reach the hands of the villagers. He has not thought about it. All he wants to mention is to mention it so that when there are foreign exchange coupons in the future, he can issue foreign exchange. Give coupons to the folks. Before 1990, that thing was better than money for buying anything you wanted.

"How much will it cost us?" Yang Chuanwu asked anxiously.

How could the young man know this? So he had to look at Gu Siwei.

"The official price is two point three," Gu Siwei said.

"What do you mean?" How does Yang Chuanwu know what the official price is? He doesn't even know what the U.S. dollar is for, so how can he know the official price? As for the folks, you said that Americans now use RMB, so maybe some of them believe it.

"One cent is equal to our two and three cents," Gu Siwei had to say.

Yang Chuanwu started to count and muttered: "One and a half cents, converted into our money, it is 34.5 cents? Can a pound of cherries be sold for 34.5 cents?"

At the end of the day, Yang Chuanwu screamed.

Hearing the numbers calculated by Yang Chuanwu, the villagers standing outside the wall were all shocked. Many adults could fit a whole egg in their mouths.

Three cents and four and a half cents per pound? !

This price scared the folks, and they all felt that their ears were hearing hallucinations.

"His second uncle, did I hear wrongly? Our cherries can be sold for more than 30 cents per pound?"

"No...it seems...well, I didn't understand it either. Brother Chuanwu, did you calculate it wrong? They charge 34 cents per pound of fruit?"

Yang Chuanwu couldn't believe it, so he looked at the two flashy Hong Kong tourists.

Gu Siwei felt that Yang Chuanwu was too embarrassed to spend such a small amount of money, so he said: "That's right, it's three cents and four and a half cents per pound, but there are still some that the village wants to keep. I don't know if you have forgotten it." , every time Zhuangzi takes a part of the profit, this part is what Zhuangzi plans to use for public services. If someone is not happy, then the purchase price has nothing to do with him... This matter was also negotiated by Zhuangzi, This money can’t be escaped just by selling fruits.”

Gu Siwei said something specifically.

"Take it, take it, you can sell it for 34 cents per kilogram, I don't have any objection to how much Zhuangzi charges."

Someone immediately shouted happily outside the wall.

Now that everyone understands, everyone is counting on their fingers how much money their family can earn this year.

"Fourth aunt, fourth aunt!"

Suddenly, there was an exclamation in the crowd, and then someone started shouting randomly.

When Gu Siwei heard this, he immediately stood up and saw a middle-aged woman lying down straight. As soon as he saw it, he immediately moved his legs and ran towards the outside of the hospital.

Yang Chuanwu also ran out after seeing him.

When the two arrived, Tao Yisheng had already begun to rescue.

"It's okay, I was just so excited that I fainted." Tao Yisheng pressed the middle of the body twice, pinched the tiger's mouth a few more times, and quickly revived the woman.

"Am I dead?"

"Fourth Aunt, are you thinking about dying before your cherries are sold?"

Seeing that Tao Yisheng said it was okay and the people next to him felt relieved, they started joking.

"Brother Four, is it true? Are the cherries at home really selling for more than 30 cents per pound?"

The fourth aunt grabbed Gu Siwei's arm and asked directly.

Gu Siwei said: "Yes, but not all cherries can be sold at this price. Only those that meet their requirements can be given this price. In other words, they must meet the first-class fruit we set and above." There is this price.

The remaining fruits cannot be sold. As long as they are sold, people will no longer want our fruits..." Gu Siwei popularized the things he had drawn up to the villagers.

The villagers have no problem. They all feel that if someone pays such a high price, there must be requirements. It would be strange if there are no requirements. As for exclusive operations and the like, how can they care about this.

Wow!

After hearing what Gu Siwei said clearly, the fourth aunt suddenly howled loudly.

"Why are you still crying?"

"Happy, happy".

"This reminds me of our eldest son. If only a few years ago, there would be no one left... Wuwuwu," the fourth aunt cried, holding her head.

Hearing what the fourth aunt said, everyone couldn't help but be silent for a while. The eldest son of the fourth aunt's family is a boy, and the rest are all girls. Without the boys in the family, in today's terms, the queen is dead, and even more The saddest thing is that the family was destitute. Although the couple tried many times later, there was no longer a male in the family.

In such a happy moment, the fourth aunt is not thinking about a good life, but that she has lived a good life, but her son is gone.

This suddenly made Gu Siwei, who had returned after decades, not knowing what to do.

I was wondering if I should use some space water so that the old trees on Fourth Aunt's side could bloom with new flowers. No, Fourth Uncle was gone. The old trees on Fourth Aunt's side were happy and blooming. Then the village couldn't talk about it to death?

Just when Gu Siwei was thinking about it, Yang Chuanwu said: "Okay, don't say this these days. Wait until the days get better. If you are willing, just recruit a few more sons-in-law to come to your door. I'll continue you." The fragrance of home”.

When the fourth aunt heard this, she stopped talking.

After such a fuss, when Gu Siwei and Yang Chuanwu returned to the yard, they didn't know what to say.

Yang Chuanwu reacted quickly and said immediately: "Don't leave tonight, everyone, let's celebrate properly."

How could the two people from Hong Kong be in the mood to eat, but they didn't dare to say anything, so they had to look at Gu Siwei.

How could Gu Siwei be in the mood to keep these two guys for dinner, so he said, "If you have something to do, just leave?"

As soon as the two people heard this, they immediately stood up and left. They were not willing to stay here. If they wanted to leave, the people in the county would naturally follow them.

Gu Siwei and Yang Chuanwu were both fake, and maybe Gu Siwei was the only one who was fake. In short, they sent people out of Zhuangzi like this.

Before anyone could get far, someone opened their mouth impatiently.

"Fourth dimension, fourth dimension!"

The speaker was Guo Xiangping, an old man in the village.

"Did you invite this person here?"

"No need to ask, of course it's the fourth dimension. If there were such capable people in our village before, why would so many people starve to death?" Someone in the crowd immediately said.

Gu Siwei smiled: "It was just a coincidence. Didn't I know a mountain medicine collector? He met such a person here. One time I brought cherries to others to taste, and they said they were willing to help. Just sell it, and that’s it.”

After hearing Gu Siwei's explanation, the villagers were in a rush of flattery. Although the villagers' flattery skills were really poor, Gu Siwei was really happy.

"Everyone is talking about it, the fruits we provide must be good, and they must meet people's requirements. All sizes and colors must be selected from the best..."

"You don't need to say anything about this. If people are willing to buy our fruits, we can't let them poke our backs. Just look at it. We will never let you embarrass yourself in front of others."

Suddenly someone among the villagers shouted.

Enemy!

Everyone responded in unison.

The voices were uniform and loud. Gu Siwei had never heard such a response in the village, which showed how much joy the villagers were filled with at this moment.

"When the fruits are harvested, can we get a troupe to come over and sing his opera for two days?"

someone in the crowd shouted.

Snapped!

"Sing your uncle!"

"Dad, why did you hit me?"

"Some money to burn."

"I said Ergoudanzi, why should I sing about his uncle or his father?"

The child's uncle was a little unhappy and said this to his younger brother.

It immediately caused the people around to burst into laughter again.

"Okay, okay, stop making trouble, go home, and take good care of your own fruit trees. Otherwise, when you wait to sell the fruits, most of the fruits will be unqualified and there will be no place to cry." Yang Chuanwu said to everyone. .

This statement really worked, and most of the people immediately left.

The rest of these are just a bit long-term, and I still can’t believe that such a big piece of pancake fell from the sky, or that the pancake fell into the poor ditch of the Sixth Team.

Gu Siwei had to explain to the big guys again and told them that this was true, so they reluctantly left here. Like the big guys, the goal was not to go home, but to run to their own home in the mountains. Went to the orchard.