After randomly stuffing two pieces of "Berliner" bread covered in jam, Dong Qiangqiang lost his appetite and continued eating.
He sat bored in the dining room, thinking about missing a wild boar to fill the hole Lei Lanting dug for him. While he was waiting for Johnson to come over and tell him to see the earl, he was thinking about what he should say more appropriately after meeting the earl.
Unexpectedly, Johnson didn't come even if he waited. Until the cleaning lady finally came to clear away the plates and forks, Johnson was still nowhere to be seen.
Dong Qiangqiang wanted to find the earl by himself, but he didn't know where to find him.
The cleaning lady was a German aunt who looked to be over fifty years old. She had a stocky figure and two standard "apple red" flowers on her cheeks. Seeing her approaching, Dong Qiangqiang immediately asked politely: "Good morning, I am the Earl's wife." Guest. Is the count eating here too?"
"Good morning." The German aunt smiled kindly, ignored Dong Qiangqiang's question, neatly cleared the table, and left with the dinner plate in hand.
Dong Qiangqiang didn't expect that the German population was so tight, so he could only go back to his room angrily. Seeing that Duanmu was still sleeping soundly, he couldn't bear to disturb him, so he simply ran to the backyard to clean up the wild boars.
As soon as he tied up the two wild boars in the iron cage, he heard footsteps approaching from far away. He looked up and saw Johnson walking towards him with a piece of paper in his hand.
"Mr. Johnson, can I see the count now?" Dong Qiangqiang put down the rope in his hand and patted the dirt on his hand.
"The count has no visitors today." Johnson said, handing the piece of paper to Dong Qiangqiang, "This is your reward for last night."
Dong Qiangqiang took the piece of paper, but it was a check. On the lower right side of the check was printed a row of numbers: 23,000.
He didn't expect that the other party would pay so happily. Things went much smoother than he expected. No, to be precise, it should be beyond his imagination. It seems that Fleischer and his friends have very similar styles of conduct, clean and tidy and not sloppy.
"Mr. Johnson, is this number wrong?"
"That's not right?" Johnson said and patted his forehead, "Oh, I remembered it. Aren't there 9 wild boars here? Each 2,500 marks is a total of 22,500 marks, and the other 500 marks belong to the raccoon."
Dong Qiangqiang quickly said what he had thought of: "That's it. Although we caught 9 wild boars last night, one of them escaped for some reason, so now there are only 8."
In fact, the wild boar did not escape, but was placed somewhere outside the back door by Dong Qiangqiang.
"Oh, if that's the case, then I will subtract this amount from your income from subsequent work." Johnson raised his eyebrows, "But that's it for now. The earl has already rested, and I can't disturb her repeatedly."
Dong Qiangqiang asked anxiously: "Do you want me to explain it to the earl now? What do you think of her?"
Johnson snapped impatiently: "I have already said that there is no need to trouble the count for such a trivial matter."
Seeing his displeasure, Dong Qiangqiang didn't dare to insist anymore: "Okay, I'll do as you say."
He has already earned a considerable amount of money, and he has also used this to perfectly avoid the trouble Lei Lanting brought to him. Although he didn't know whether Lei Lanting dug the hole for him intentionally or unintentionally, it didn't matter. No matter what the possibility was, it would not have a negative impact on his company.
This made him feel very happy.
Dong Qiangqiang was about to go back to the house to tell Duanmu the good news when Johnson grabbed him and asked, "Why are you going?"
"Prepare the tools and raw materials to be used tonight. If there are so many wild boars again, we must have tools to control them."
"You should clear this batch off the ground first." Johnson waved his hand and ordered, "You can't leave them here."
Dong Qiangqiang was confused by what he said: "I don't understand what you mean. Where do you mean to move them away? Does the winery still have a place to raise livestock? That's no problem. I can move them all there now." . I will move them wherever you tell me to clear them."
"What on earth are you talking about? The count paid you to take care of this matter. As for where you clear them, that's your business, I don't care. But they certainly can't be left here forever, do you understand? Johnson frowned and pointed to the backyard, "And you want to restore the backyard to its original appearance. Were the firewood piles arranged like this yesterday?"
Dong Qiangqiang finally understood this time. He held back his excitement and asked carefully: "What do you mean, I will deal with these wild boars, but you don't want them?"
"Of course not. We are a winery, not a pig farm. Get rid of them all as soon as possible. The sooner the better!" Johnson waved his hand in disgust, "It stinks now, and the count hates messy things. Environment. If she sees such a mess in the backyard, she will definitely deduct money from you, and maybe even sue you. Clean it up quickly!" After Johnson finished speaking, he covered his nose and staggered away.
Dong Qiangqiang pinched his face hard and realized it was not a dream. He thought that after he sold the wild boar to the earl, the matter would be over, but he didn't know that the other party didn't want these wild boars at all.
Weird things happen every year, especially this year.
Dong Qiangqiang immediately dialed Fleischer's phone number. Fleischer didn't say anything and directly sent a truck to the winery.
Dong Qiangqiang waited while tidying up the backyard. Almost an hour and a half later, Fleischer's truck appeared at the door of the winery.
Fleisher, who was led to the backyard, looked at the wild boars all over the ground in surprise, rubbed his hands in disbelief and asked, "You shot all this by yourself?"
"I also have an assistant resting there." Dong Qiangqiang gestured with his hand, "Look, there are eight wild boars and one raccoon."
"Good boy, there are quite a few." Fleischer said and started checking them one by one.
About twelve or thirteen minutes later, Fleischer stood up with satisfaction and clapped his hands: "I can only take seven. I can't take one piglet, and I don't want the raccoon either."
"You can't take them, let alone me. You can't just put them all away, right?" Dong Qiangqiang handed Fleischer a Marlboro cigarette, "Where do you think I should send them?"
"You can contact your local animal protection society and ask them to take them away for disposal. This is the safest way," Fleisher suggested.
"Thank you. I'll contact them right now." Dong Qiangqiang took out his cell phone, "Do you have their phone number?"
Fleischer took out a small notebook, turned to one page and handed it to Dong Qiangqiang. While Dong Qiangqiang was dialing the phone, he took a few puffs of cigarette and squatted down to check the wild boar again.
"The people from the Animal Welfare Association said they will collect it in half an hour." Dong Qiangqiang returned the notebook to Fleischer.
Fleischer held the cigarette between two fingers, pointed at the wild boar on the ground and asked, "How do you calculate the price this time?"
"Just follow the old rules," Dong Qiangqiang said without hesitation, "2,500 each."
"No." Fleischer directly vetoed Dong Qiangqiang's proposal, "You pigs are all of average physique. You can't pay 2,500. That's too expensive."
Dong Qiangqiang felt strange. He thought that the Germans never bargained, but he didn't expect that Fleischer would be ready for the second time they cooperated. He asked, "How many do you think is suitable?"
Fleischer held the cigarette in his mouth, squinted his eyes and looked left and right at the wild boar for a while, then stretched out a finger: "1,500 each."
"Mr. Fleischer, we had an agreement before. If I have wild boars in my hand, I will give them to you first, but only if we can reach an agreement on the price. Although these pigs are not large, they are still adult wild boars after all. . I really cannot accept your offer." Dong Qiangqiang stretched out his right hand sincerely, "But I am very grateful that you took the time to come here today. I hope we can have the opportunity to cooperate next time. Next time I will choose a bigger one for you. , your satisfaction is guaranteed.”
Fleischer originally just wanted to test it out, but he was rejected by Dong Qiangqiang. He grinned: "Then how much do you want to sell?"
Dong Qiangqiang said sincerely: "This is the job you introduced to me, and there are indeed more pigs. Let's do it, 1,800 each. But it's just this time, and it won't be the same next time. Moreover, what they eat here is hundreds of dollars in the market." A pound of Mark’s Chardonnay and Pinot Noir are the aristocrats of grapes, and this kind of taste cannot be matched by ordinary wild boars.”
Of course, Fleischer knew that the winery’s grape varieties were of high quality. He waved his hand in the distance noncommittally. Not long after, a worker trotted over, picked up the wild boar and walked out.
Fleischer handed the written check to Dong Qiangqiang, patted him on the shoulder and said, "You are different now than you were a few weeks ago."
"What's the difference?" Dong Qiangqiang looked at the numbers on the check carefully. The total was 12,600 marks.
"You have become cunning. As cunning as a wild boar." Fleischer smiled meaningfully, turned and left.
Dong Qiangqiang smiled and put the check into his inner pocket. He watched the workers running around in the backyard without saying a word, feeling happy in his heart.
He thought he had found a way to make money.
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