Uncle Liu was short of breath when he saw that Wang Ke and his godfather Dong Pianfang had been talking for so long, and felt that his face was not good. Several people looked at each other. They couldn't force others to do anything, so they just did what they could. Oh, forget it!
Several people walked out of the workshop, all dejected.
"What are you doing? Want to leave?" Godfather Dong Pianfang asked.
"Hey, old Dong, why are you still here if you don't leave? When we have money, we can come and ask you for help." Uncle Liu smiled bitterly. He felt that he really couldn't rely on others not to help him in this matter.
Godfather Dong Pianfang laughed "haha" and said: "They are all from the village, so I don't care."
"What? Old Dong, can you help us get the donkey foal on credit?" Uncle Liu asked in surprise, the fire of hope ignited again.
Godfather Dong Pianfang shook his head and said, "I really can't open my mouth."
Upon hearing this, he still refused. Uncle Liu was a little disappointed. He sighed and said quietly: "I know you also have difficulties. Let's go back and come back to you when we think of a solution."
"No need! I have a solution now, but I don't know if you are willing to do it?"
This roller coaster ride made the hearts of Uncle Liu and others from Pingguoyuan suddenly jump from the bottom to the top again, and they quickly asked: "Old Dong, what's your idea?"
"Uncle Liu, don't worry, my godfather is actually worried too, just afraid that you won't agree." When Wang Ke saw the village cadres and Uncle Liu in the apple orchard, he was very determined to cooperate in breeding. Then the following cooperation will be possible.
"Old Dong, as long as you agree to let us raise the donkey first, everything else will be easy to handle." A village cadre stepped forward and rushed to express his position.
"Old Dong, this is Secretary Liu of our village." Uncle Liu pointed at the village cadre and introduced him. He once again saw hope.
"Old Liu, your village is different from our Nanshao village. It's all Hetao land. You can grow whatever you plant, and the grass is two feet taller than our Nanshao village." Godfather Dong Pianfang said to everyone with a smile. This is true, otherwise the folks in the apple orchard would not have thought of raising donkeys.
"Old Dong, just tell me directly, how can we establish cooperation with Nanshao Village? Should we find an intermediary to guarantee it?" Seeing Dong's hesitation, Uncle Liu was a little anxious.
"Uncle Liu, let me speak for my godfather." When Wang Ke saw everyone guessing riddles, his godfather Dong Pianfang seemed a little embarrassed.
In fact, Dong Pianfang really has concerns in this regard. Someone from the apple orchard came to me to help with credit, but I asked them to set up a factory. Although I said I was helping, but if I met someone who didn't understand, would they say that I took advantage of others' danger and robbed them?
"Squad leader Xiao Wang, just say it. If it doesn't work, I will use my orchard as a mortgage."
"Haha, that's not necessary. My godfather means that since Pingguoyuan Village can't get cash, why can't we use your resources to exchange with Nanshao Village?"
"Resources? What resources does our Apple Orchard Village have? There is nothing except grass and land?"
Uncle Liu and the two village cadres looked surprised. They didn't understand what the resources Wang Ke meant.
"Uncle Liu, don't you need grass to raise donkeys? Moreover, you need feed additives to raise black donkeys from northwestern Shanxi. This feed additive is Godfather's unique Chinese medicine formula, so this kind of feed additive is something that cooperative farmers must purchase regularly. Otherwise, if there are no donkeys fed with this kind of feed, the efficacy of Dong’s natural glue will be affected.”
"Squad leader Xiao Wang, but this feed additive has nothing to do with our Apple Orchard Village."
"It's related. My godfather just wants to build a feed additive production plant with your Apple Orchard Village, and use your village's unique geographical environment to produce this kind of refined roughage, so that farmers can buy it back and put it on a regular basis."
"Ah! Old Dong, are you willing to share your unique recipe with us?" Uncle Liu seemed not to believe his ears, and several people thought they heard wrong.
Dong Pianfang nodded solemnly, and then added: "With this kind of feed additive, you can go back and exchange the foals with our veterinary station and me. Isn't the cooperative breeding in your village solved?" And your Apple Orchard Village also has a village-run small factory."
When Liu Zhishu of Pingguoyuan Village heard this, he immediately grabbed Dong Pianfang's hand with both hands, "That's great, old Dong, tell me, what are your conditions? We can't let you do it in vain!"
"Liu Party Secretary, I suggest you find a house quickly, recruit some young and strong labor force, and build the village feed factory first. The investment is not big, and you don't have to worry about sales. My godfather can invest in technology and get two shares. Can."
"What, 20%?"
Liu Zhishu shouted, and Wang Ke was puzzled. Is two Cheng too many?
Godfather Dong Pianfang smiled and said, "Twenty percent is not too much, otherwise we will leave it like this for three years. After three years, I will quit automatically, and this formula will belong to the village. Is that okay?"
"This is absolutely not possible!" Liu Zhishu of Pingguoyuan Village still flatly refused, and everyone was stunned.
I saw Liu Zhishu blushing and saying rudely: "No matter how bad our Pingguoyuan Village is, we can't take advantage of you. Old Dong, you take 50% and wait five years before withdrawing."
Only then did everyone realize that they had misunderstood Liu Zhishu.
Dong Pianfang laughed and said, "What you say won't work. You must not do it."
When Wang Ke saw it, it turned out to be for the sake of proportion. One didn't want to ask for more, and the other didn't want to give less. It was all about style. "Godfather, Uncle Liu, please stop arguing. Let's do this. I'll make a compromise. The godfather will take 30%, and he will quit automatically after five years."
When everyone hears this, everyone should give in. This is also a way.
Liu Zhishu from Pingguoyuan Village was afraid that Dong Pianfang would change his mind, so he immediately decided: "Okay, let's go through the procedures now."
"Wait a minute, I have one more condition." Dong Pianfang stretched out his hand and stopped Liu Zhishu. He said: "You first prepare 50,000 kilograms of fodder. I will also prepare the medicinal materials here. Once mixed, it will be ready." That’s fine.”
"What? Fifty thousand kilograms?" Liu Zhishu was shocked. What was that concept?
"Yes, 50,000 kilograms is not enough. In Nanshao alone, each household can only distribute more than 100 kilograms, which is not enough to last for two months."
Liu Zhishu and others from Pingguoyuan Village immediately calculated that Nanshao Village alone would need 300,000 kilograms per year. Adding in the surrounding villages of Zhangjiazhuang and Nandaniu, it would be several million kilograms per year. This business is so doable.
"Old Dong, what are your conditions?"
"The feed additives for our Nanshao Village for five years will be supplied by your Pingguoyuan Village, and we will exchange donkey foals with our Nanshao Village for the same price. Is this okay?"
"That's right!" Liu Zhishu from Pingguoyuan Village slapped his thigh, which was like pie in the sky.
"If there is no problem, I will go to our old village chief with you to go through the procedures and sign an agreement." Dong Pianfang now also has a contractual spirit with the help of Ye Qianpian and Wang Ke.
The group happily walked to the old village chief's house, but Wang Ke returned to the excavation site of the ancient river channel.
Now that more and more things have been unearthed there, Professor Wen and Ye Qianpian no longer have the time to talk to Wang Ke. Register for registration, take photos for photos, and pack for packing. Wang Ke turned around and saw that he couldn't help much, so he turned around and came to the ramp. Looking at the busy scene, he felt like an outsider for the first time.
There is no smooth beginning, and there is no successful ending. There are hardships all the way forward. No one can predict the future, and no one knows what lies ahead. But when you work hard enough and fight hard enough, success will always come to you unexpectedly.
Where to go? Now that he is still a member of the team, Uncle Liu has been led by his godfather Dong Pianfang to sign a cooperation agreement, which of course also includes cooperation with the veterinary station. As for the excavation site below, I am a complete layman, and staying here will only cause trouble. By the way, I will help them cook.
The team keeps a cook every day. Wang Ke carried the empty bucket of boiling water he had just delivered to the residence of the elementary school team. He happened to see a female student returning with a vegetable basket washing vegetables.
This girl looked familiar. Wang Ke only knew that her surname was Li, that she was five or six years older than him, and that she had never spoken to her formally.
"Hello, Sister Li, let me help you cook."
"Monitor Wang, aren't you going to the scene?"
"Well, I don't really understand either. If you really look into ancient times, I can't help."
"Okay, let's cook right away."
Wang Ke put down the bucket carrier on his shoulder and went outside to chop firewood. Although the team brought some coal, they still mainly use firewood for cooking.
Villagers in Nanshao Village mainly use three types of firewood for cooking: corn stalks, cotton stalks, and thorns cut from the mountains.
This kind of wattle is somewhat like a willow stick, but thicker than a willow branch. There are trees everywhere on the barren slopes and beside the canals. There is a big clump along the length, which can be used for weaving baskets. Therefore, the dung baskets in every household and even the doors used to block pig pens and donkey pens are made of it.
The same is true for the small team. Some young people usually go up the mountain to chop some and dry them in the sun for fire.
There are two big piles behind the house in the northwest corner of the elementary school. One pile is these old firewood, and the other pile is those wattle sticks. The two piles are two meters apart.
When Wang Ke went to pick up the firewood, he naturally wouldn't pick up the thorns. He had to pick up last year's corn stalks and cotton stalks. If these old ones are not burned, new ones will come down soon.
Wang Ke began to pull and pull out some corn stalks.
But for some reason, he always had some indescribable and strange feelings. Wang Ke looked at the back of the house and saw that there was still a lot of green grass growing. Since no one usually stepped on it, the grass behind the house grew quite densely.
Smoking and smoking, Wang Ke smelled a faint fishy smell.
Um? Is there something under the corn stalks? Is there any small animal hiding there?
Wang Ke carefully recalled the familiar fishy smell. Oh no, he suddenly remembered it. He remembered this familiar fishy smell. It was the smell of the colorful stones that Gu Maolin had picked up in elementary school. It was also the same smell that he smelled in the dry well on the division farm.
There's a snake down here! Wang Ke jumped away. Fortunately, he came to hold Chai He. If Sister Li had just come to hold him, she would have been scared out of her mind.
There are snakes down here, which is perfectly normal. This stack of firewood has been piled up for more than a year, and there is grass behind it. There are often some mice digging holes here, and it is normal to attract snakes. Moreover, when Gu Maolin was still there, the old village chief said that this elementary school used to be a snake mountain, and Gu Maolin also said that there were many snakes down here.
Although no snakes have been found since the elementary school was built, it does not mean that there are no snakes here.
Wang Ke quickly returned to the room, took out the pole he had just used to carry water, and found another stove hook.
He began to carefully pull out the corn stalks.
