Early the next morning, Professor Ling and the members of the expert team had just climbed out of bed when they heard the noise coming from outside the dormitory.
The sound was not loud, but it was very mixed. It was obvious that a lot of people had gathered together and they were talking all over the place, but I could generally understand that it was related to the cultivation of mushrooms.
Professor Ling quickly put on his trousers and outer shirt and walked out of the dormitory. He didn't bother to wash up and rushed straight to where the sound came from.
"Professor Ling!"
"Professor Ling is here!"
"Professor Ling is here!"
As soon as the villagers saw Professor Ling, they gathered around him.
"The folks are here so early!" Professor Ling was a little surprised. It was just dawning at the moment, and the white fish maws on the horizon had not been rising for a long time. The farm is not close to Jintan Village, at least seven or eight miles away, so there are so many Folks, even if you come here by bicycle, it still takes about ten minutes to get there.
"It's not that I heard that planting orphans can make money. The villagers want to come here early to see what kind of skills this orphan is!" Every household has people coming over.
Seeing that the villagers were in such high spirits, Professor Ling was also very happy, and even a little bit excited: "Have you eaten yet? If not, come to our canteen first..."
Before Professor Ling finished speaking, he was interrupted by the eager villagers: "Professor Ling, we have all come here after eating. We don't think about anything now. We just want to see which one can sell for three yuan and a half a pound." Bisporus, how did it grow?"
Among all the villagers, the one who showed the most impatience was Li Dayou.
"Okay, okay! Folks, don't worry, don't worry!"
"I'll ask everyone to get ready, and I'll take the folks to visit right away!"
"We'll wait here!"
"Professor Ling, you prepare first!"
"We're in no hurry!"
"Not in a hurry!"
Although the villagers were polite to Professor Ling, their eyes never left Professor Ling for a moment.
Professor Ling did not waste any time and asked the members of the working group to clean up briefly before taking the villagers into the greenhouse in batches. Because there were more villagers, it was easier for them to hear the explanations of the working group members clearly.
Of course, this division into batches does not mean that one group goes in and the other waits outside. Instead, one pair starts from the inside, talking about the mushroom first, and the other starts from the outside, talking about the shed first.
If you want to grow A. bisporus, the prepared culture material is the most important aspect, and the solitary shed that can form the entire cultivation environment is also a top priority.
As soon as they entered the solitary shed, the villagers were so irritated by the pungent and unpleasant smell that they frowned and covered their mouths and noses. They were all country people. They didn't smell the smell of feces, urine, chemical fertilizers, but this kind of food was mixed and prepared in special proportions. The culture material that comes out is really too good.
Several younger ones, who had not experienced too many beatings from social reality, almost vomited on the spot.
Although other villagers also felt uncomfortable, they remembered what they heard yesterday from the women who went to sell orphans. The orphans of Wang Chong's family were sold for three yuan and a half per catty. There were still people rushing to buy them, and they only sold them. The fact that he earned almost six to seven thousand yuan from working as a mushroom for one day, and the pungent smell that made him sick and made his stomach churn like a sea, didn't seem so hard to accept.
"Professor Ling, is it difficult to plant such a plant alone?"
Looking at the new batch of young orphans that have just emerged in the orphanage shed, the eyes of the villagers are all bright.
The new orphan that Wang Zhong had just harvested the day before yesterday has grown again in just one day and two nights. If we come back in a few more days, we can pick it again.
"It's difficult to say it's difficult, but it's not easy to say it's simple either." Professor Ling explained to the villagers: "As long as everyone follows the steps and methods we teach, you will definitely succeed."
However, both sides have forgotten one thing. The folks in Jintan Village all speak Northern Shaanxi dialect, while Professor Ling speaks plastic Mandarin with a strong Fujian accent. Communication between the two parties will inevitably become a problem.
Not only Professor Ling, but also Professor Ling's students and members of the working group are facing the same dilemma as Professor Ling.
After all, they have stayed in Yuquan Camp for so long, and even a vague guesser can understand what the villagers are saying, but the villagers cannot understand their plastic Mandarin so clearly.
The two groups were in a stalemate for a long time, and the villagers half understood what they heard. Fortunately, after the members of the expert group explained carefully over and over again, although they did not understand everything, they probably understood everything they wanted to know.
There are only a few things that the villagers are concerned about, firstly the cost of building a shed, and secondly, the cost of cultivating bisporus, the cycle, the amount of orphans produced, etc.
But when talking about this, the communication barriers between the two parties emerged again.
Just in time, Wang Zhong and Shui Hua arrived.
After the tour, Wang Zhong and Professor Ling discussed it and simply invited everyone to the conference room Wang Zhong prepared for them. Everyone sat together, Professor Ling was responsible for explaining, and Wang Zhong helped translate.
Before leaving, Ma called for water. A group of fellow villagers from Yongquan Village did not leave immediately. Instead, they gathered around Wang Zhong and Shui Hua and asked, "Chong Wazi, please tell us, this double spore Can I do it alone, and can I make money?"
"My uncles!" Wang Zhong said dumbfounded: "Didn't I tell my aunts yesterday that I will definitely make money, but I will definitely not sell it for a high price of three and a half yuan like yesterday!"
Ma Huashui nodded, remembering what Debao's mother said, and nodded thoughtfully.
"Why can you sell it for 3.5 yuan, but we can't sell it for 3.5 yuan?" Li Dayou refused to believe it.
Before Wang Zhong could say anything, Ma Huashui said: "Now Zhong Wazi is going to plant this orphan by himself. After a while, everyone will start planting it. If there are too many orphans in the market, it will definitely not be as valuable as it is now!" Is there anything you can’t understand about such a simple truth?”
Although the villagers have not read many books and have little education, everyone still understands the principle that things are rare and valuable. Previously, they were just moved by Li Dayou. Now when Ma Huanshui said this, everyone reflected Come over.
"I just heard Professor Ling and the others say that this solitary plant should be extended to the entire immigration area, and it will produce a crop every five or six days, and the production will last several months. Then by then, this solitary plant will be like potatoes, everywhere, It can’t be sold at a high price.”
"Chongwazi, although what your uncle Dayou said may not sound very good, he is right. The villagers are not afraid of hardship and suffering, but they are afraid that so much money invested will be wasted and they will not be able to get it back." Shouting Shui also frowned slightly.
It was precisely because of this concern that the fellow villagers from Yongquan Village unanimously chose to stay and ask Wang Zhong to find out.
Wang Zhong smiled and said: "Uncle! Do you think there is anything in this world that is guaranteed to make money without losing money?"
"If there's anything that I'm not afraid of not being able to sell, it's grain. Wheat, corn, and potatoes are harvested every year, so I don't have to worry about having nowhere to sell them!"
"There is no need to worry about where to sell the food, but it cannot be sold at a high price!" Li Dayi spread his hands and said helplessly and sadly.
"Uncle Dayou, as the old saying goes, there is no such thing as pie in the sky!" Wang Zhong said: "You want to make money but are unwilling to take risks. How can there be such a good thing in this world?"
"Or I can just be like those kids and go to Fujian Province to work."
"Brother Dayou, I heard that people working there in Fujian Province can earn 700-800 yuan a month!"
"That's right!"
Several people nearby took advantage of the opportunity to tease Li Dayou.
"Go away!" Li Dayou said impatiently: "I am already this age, why do I still have to work!"
Among so many people, the only one who can control Li Dayou is Ma Huanshui: "Okay, Dayou, haven't you already said it? The matter of raising orphans is all voluntary. If you are afraid of the risk or not being able to sell it, , then don’t plant it!”
"Is it right to call Brother Shui? Brother Dayou, anyway, your house is not short of money now. My uncle, you, and Shui Wang, the three people in your house are all receiving wages, which is almost two thousand a month." ! Why are you so lonely like this!"
"Roll the ball!" Li Dayou glared: "What's going on? I just want you to make money, I'll watch it!"
"Okay, okay!" Wang Zhong greeted everyone: "Uncles, Professor Ling and I have made it clear to you what needs to be said. Whether to plant orphans or not, uncles, go back and think about it slowly. If you want to plant, come first." If you sign up at Defu, Defu and Professor Ling will contact you. When the time comes, Professor Ling and his expert team will come to provide guidance one by one according to the order of registration. Everyone should go back and think about it slowly, don’t be anxious, don’t be anxious!”
"Chong Wazi! It's not difficult to raise orphans. Just the money to build a shed, we can't raise that much at once!"
"You also know that over the years, we have spent so much money on building houses, preparing the land, and watering the land every year. Although we have saved a little by working with you over the years, it will only cost two to three thousand yuan at once. Money is so easy to come up with."
"This is just the money for building a shed. You also need to make manure and water it every day. It's a lot of money."
A dozen pairs of eyes looked at Wang Zhong.
"Uncles, this matter of raising orphans is a scientific and effective method that the poverty alleviation team of Fujian Province came up with in order to improve the economic situation of the people here. Of course, the poverty alleviation team also knows that the villagers are now Economic situation, so you don’t have to worry about this problem at all. The poverty alleviation team has already considered it and has already given a solution. If you want to know the specific situation, you can go to our Secretary Defu for consultation!"
"Okay, okay!" Ma Huanshui also stood up when he saw this: "Don't hold on to Wang Zhong. He is busy here and there every day. He wishes he could split into several people and run away, so let's not delay him. It’s time.”
"I heard Defu talk about this matter, saying that some government helped us contact the bank and let us borrow interest-free loans from the bank."
"Interest-free loan?"
"No interest?"
The villagers' interest suddenly rose, and they immediately changed from surrounding Wang Zhong to surrounding the horse and shouting for water.
"Uncles, please discuss it slowly. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first!"
Wang Zhong greeted them, took the water splash, drove the pickup truck, and left the farm.
Sure enough, in just two days, all the more than 80 households in Jintan Village signed up. Staff from the development zone office and the poverty alleviation team also took advantage of the opportunity to publicize the project to surrounding villages. First, villagers from many nearby villages He quietly went to the market where Wang Zhong and others were selling bisporus to inquire about the news.
Then within a few days, hundreds of households in more than a dozen nearby immigrant villages, including Minning Village, signed up at the same time. Under the guidance of Deputy County Magistrate Chen Jinshan, the Fujian Provincial Poverty Alleviation Group and the Development Zone Office, the county and autonomous region With help, these hundreds of families applied for interest-free loans from banks at the same time.
It is early autumn now, which is a good time to build a shed. Wait until August and September, which will be the best time to plant.
Professor Ling and the dozen or so staff members of the expert team were extremely busy. A few of them were responsible for a village, going from house to house to teach the villagers how to build shacks, giving them advice on matters they wanted to do, and at the same time, they also had to supervise the work. , lest the isolated sheds built by the villagers fail to achieve the desired effect.
On Wang Zhong's side, after the villagers' solitary sheds were set up, he attracted the local vegetable vendors headed by Lao Xin. After several days of observation and seeing the hot market prospects of A. bisporus, they all came to look for it. Shangshan Agricultural and Sideline Products Trading Co., Ltd.
This move played into Wang Zhong's wish, and the company immediately signed a contract with them. They would purchase goods from the cold storage of Shanhai Agricultural and Sideline Products Trading Co., Ltd. every day, and their selling price should not be higher than the purchase price by 30 cents.
Of course, He Tong signed a contract for one year. The current price of Bisporus in the market is 3.5 yuan, and the price given to them by the cold storage is 3.2 yuan.
Although such a small profit now is not enough to repay Wang Zhong's huge investment in cold storage and Shanhai agricultural trade, Wang Zhong has no hope of repaying it just by relying on his own solitary shed. Even after this year, After the other villagers' solitary sheds were completed, Wang Zhong had no intention of continuing to work hard on his own solitary shed.
It would indeed be a bit wasteful to dismantle it directly, but leaving it there requires someone to take care of it and take care of it all year round. The labor cost is not low, and when the villagers plant all the orphans, the profits of the bisporus will be gone. So high.
Either turn it into Gangu's processing workshop, or contract it to others.
The local Xiangu Market is definitely gone, but Wang Zhong doesn’t want to set up a stall in the market and sell it by himself like he did at the beginning. That way, he can indeed earn a little more per catty, but the quantity cannot be increased, and you alone Stalls, even ten stalls, have a daily sales limit.
As long as Wang Zhong is in charge of shipments, everyone else can only be their own distributors.
In the local market, Wang Zhong directly let Lao Xin go to the first batch of vendors who came to his door, because Lao Xin was the first one to come to his door, and Lao Xin was a good person, and Wang Zhong was happy to let his men take care of him more. Some, give him some more share.
As for the rest, Wang Zhong has already contacted the transportation company, and will send it to Gansu, Shaanxi, Shanxi, Hebei, Yanjing and other northern regions as soon as the villagers' bisporus is on the market.
As for the south, Wang Zhong did not consider it for the time being. After all, the bisporus was brought here from Fujian Province by Professor Ling Yinong.
In the entire Yuquanying Economic Development Zone, more than a dozen immigrant villages and hundreds of families began to build shelters to raise orphans almost at the same time. Among them, the villagers of Jintan Village were the most enthusiastic. Of the more than 80 families, not a single family was left behind. , every household set up a shed in their yard, covered it with plastic sheeting, thatched grass, corn stalks, etc.
Suddenly, the entire Jintan Village was in full swing. As long as there was no work, the whole family would join in the battle. Children as old as seven or eight would help cut corn stalks, cut fungi, and four The five-year-old little Douding was helping to carry things from one to another. He was working enthusiastically and was even more energetic than when he was building a house and preparing the land.
The pungent smell of the mixed manure is nothing at all in the eyes of the highly motivated villagers.
A headscarf, wrapped from the back of the head forward to cover the mouth and nose, will solve the problem.
