After finally confirming the windfall, Kubota's agent directly brought all the mini tillers and weeders in his warehouse to Yougoubian Village.
With the big toy, the old man is no longer sluggish and is full of energy.
I’ve only been watching it for half an hour, and I’m already itching to do it myself. Once I get started, I can’t stop.
"Uncle, take a break and drink some water. I'll help you dig the floor!"
"I'll do it, I'll do it! This thing is quite simple, much easier than driving a tractor."
The old men in their 60s and 70s have had enough fun, and the middle-aged people in their 40s and 50s can’t keep up, and the young people can’t even join the queue.
You Yu shook his head: Man, you will be a boy until you die!
He directly asked the agent to put all five mini-tillers into the ground. In less than two hours, the more than four acres of You Yu's nursery shed was completely plowed.
This mini-tiller is said to be the most popular among farmers in the Sakura Country. It weighs 50kg and can be used continuously for 2 hours with 1 liter of oil. The maximum tillage is 60cm, and deep tillage can reach 15cm.
Upon closer inspection, the plowed sand is quite fluffy.
Want it! I have to get it!
There are a total of 160 micro-tillers and weeders, plus orders for transplanters and vegetable harvesters.
You Yu took the Sakura Country price provided by Ichiro Watanabe, which made the agent's face change again and again.
Just say that for an order of more than two million yuan, the profit margin is less than 200,000 yuan. Can he still do it?
General Manager You: "This is just the beginning of our cooperation. For a strong company like ours, we will place more and more orders in the next two to three years. Only by making small profits can we sell more!"
The agent looked around and saw that a new company that had been registered for less than a month was using the living room of a self-built rural house twenty years ago as an office.
I don’t know how the other party positions itself as a “competent enterprise”? !
In the end, we reluctantly signed the contract, and all the tillers, weeders and other equipment can be delivered to the villagers' homes before the year.
On her twenty-first birthday, You Yu gave her mother a big red envelope worth 8,000 yuan.
You said sweetly on the phone: "Mom, I booked a private room at xx King. They have been making Sichuan cuisine and river delicacies for decades, and they also have your favorite fish (scientific name: Shiclanyu), which they say is made from fish. All kinds of condiments are flown from Chengdu to Beijing on the same day."
Ye Guimei habitually declined: "No, no, why are you going to a restaurant? I can buy many kilograms of fish for two hundred yuan!"
She hasn't woken up from the big red envelope her little daughter gave her, so why is she inviting guests again?
You Yu could only show his unreasonableness again: "Today is my birthday, and if I say a treat, I will treat you! Anyway, I have already paid the money, and you will not refund it if you don't go to their house."
Not only did he pay in advance, but You Yu also ordered all the signature dishes in the restaurant.
Mother Su: The wild stone crawler is priced at 800 yuan per catty in season. It is said to be her mother-in-law’s favorite. What kind of family is this?
You Ci: Just asking, what should I give to my mother on my birthday? Waiting online, urgent.
You Rui: Oh my God, when I was a kid, after the Qingyi River floods receded, the wild barracudas that could be caught by moving big rocks were sold so expensively in Beijing! I feel like I've missed out on hundreds of millions.
Su's mother's doubts were answered the next day, as the Sichuan Provincial TV station's report arrived, albeit late.
"Three thousand years of Qingyijiang Plain has given birth to ink tree with a sky-high price of one hundred yuan." The title is Deputy County Magistrate Lu's last stubbornness, and the effect is unexpectedly good.
You Lijun watched the video saved by You Ci several times and couldn't believe his eyes.
The person on the phone was a little angry: "Why didn't you tell me, huh?! I sold all the cabbage sprouts overseas for a hundred yuan a catty! I even opened a company because I was afraid of getting rich, my old man (Dad) ) take advantage of you?"
You Yu spoke slowly and started the trick of deception in front of her grandfather:
"Dad, why spend money on advertising! A hundred yuan a pound of cabbage can't be picked out from an acre of land. Our family only has a few acres of land. You don't know? A company, a company is just a bare shell. Including me and my grandma, there are only a few employees. We also have to pay taxes to the country, so we just make gas money. How can we get rich?"
"real or fake?"
"Erhuo!"
You Lijun was dubious. He couldn't find out anything from his father. He couldn't ask him about his company's situation from other people in the same village, right?
Grandpa You pouted. With his current situation, he no longer cares about showing off to his son. He is not a player of the same level, so he disdains it.
Even more shocked than You Lijun was Lao Yang. He was familiar with the address in the news, having written about it many times.
The name and the name registered by the fruit and vegetable company also matched that of someone he knew well.
Crazy chatting on Q.
Lao Yang just wants to be lonely:
[Mr. You, general manager of Princess Pea Fruit and Vegetable Company! 】
【Calling Her Royal Highness the Princess.】
[After more than two years of friendship, I have just bought you 40 pounds of pumpkin seeds with hard work. You can't just throw your old brother out of the wall afterwards, right? 】
[Can I ask briefly, what kind of Qingjiang mossong is it? Where is the place of origin? 】
After selling seeds for more than ten years, Lao Yang was not convinced. His big customers actually climbed the wall and found better varieties than the seeds he had.
The key is, after asking all major seed companies and agricultural colleges, he couldn't find out the source.
Can we still be friends happily?
You Yu is not guilty at all:
Princess Pea: [A company of three or four people can be considered a studio at most. Lao Yang, I didn’t grow the Hongshan sprouts, but the Qingjiang mossong is a hybrid variety developed by others by accident. 】
Lao Yang was so lonely: [Can you sell me some seeds? There have been many people asking about Mo Song in Qingjiang recently, and I have blocked them all for you. 】
Princess Pea: [Others will definitely not be able to buy it, but Lao Yang is different. I can help you get 2,000 grams in a few months. 】
Lao Yang was so lonely: [2000 grams of seeds is too little, right? 】
Princess Pea: [The germination rate of the seeds I gave you is extraordinary. 2000g can be planted on 80 acres of land. However, this seed can no longer be saved. 】
Lao Yang just wanted to be lonely: "That's okay, I can explain it to the right person." 】
The time of the Sichuan Provincial TV station's report was well chosen. Colleagues who are interested in Qingjiang mosong are busy supplying it during the Spring Festival.
After the Spring Festival, it’s spring sowing again. By the time they finish their work, the cabbage sprouts will be out of the market soon.
Years ago, many young people working outside were called home one after another.
You Yu's two cousins finally returned home completely before moving to their new home.
Yangcheng, a network technology company.
"A Kuan, have you really thought about it?" An old employee who has worked for three years is about to resign, and the boss looks very unhappy.
"Yes, boss! My grandparents are in their seventies and are in poor health."
"Hmph! How much money can you make by farming in your hometown after leaving Yangcheng? If you don't save some capital when you are young, will you get medical treatment when you get sick when you are older?"
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(End of chapter)
