After hearing the voices of plants, farming in the countryside exploded

Chapter 56 Broccoli Harvesting

Harvest days are always particularly exciting.

The day before the harvest, at around [-] p.m., Zhang Ruoruan received information about the planting groups in Qingping Village and asked those who planted broccoli to gather at the head of the village and bring their own cement.Oh no, it’s a gathering in the fields.

Zhang Ruoruan also rushed to the scene.

When we arrived at the place, many people had gathered.

They were gathered together, discussing something.

Zhang Ruoruan approached quickly.

It can be seen that the person surrounded by the crowd is a young man about 25 years old.

He was wearing ordinary sportswear and had a somewhat sturdy build. He was estimated to be over 1.7 meters tall and weighed 150 pounds.

Zhang Ruanruan guessed that he should be the son of the acquirer boss.

The name seems to be...Chen Wenbo.

I remember Zhang Jianguo said that his son usually did errands when he came to the fields to collect work.

Zhang Ruoruan came to the edge of the crowd.

At this time, Zhang Fugui saw Zhang Ruanruan and said to Chen Wenbo: "This is Jianguo's daughter, Zhang Ruanruan. Jianguo's broccoli is now taken care of by her. You and she can collect it."

Chen Wenbo looked over.

Seeing Zhang Ruanruan, he was obviously stunned. After all, he never thought that such a beautiful girl would participate in such a thing.

However, Chen Wenbo's reaction was also quick, his expression quickly returned to normal, and he said with a smile: "Little boss Zhang, I will rely on your help from now on."

After saying that, he even gave Zhang Ruanruan a cigarette without discrimination.

Zhang Ruoruan took it casually, without taking a lick, just holding it in his hand and playing with it.

He said polite words: "It still depends on whether Boss Chen likes my things."

After a few simple polite greetings, everyone was almost here.

Counting Zhang Ruanruan and Zhang Fugui, there are seven other villagers.

Everyone has grown broccoli. As long as the price is negotiated, they will be sold to Chen Wenbo tomorrow morning.

"Let's go take a look at the fields first."

Before negotiating the price, of course Chen Wenbo wanted to see the goods first.

As a result, a group of people rushed toward the fields.

From near to far, the first piece of broccoli that happens to be Zhang Ruoruan's.

Everyone stood on the edge of the field and commented.

"The appearance is okay. Although Jianguo is occasionally lazy, there is generally no problem."

"The flower is a bit small, but strong enough."

"From this piece of land, it should be no problem to harvest [-] kilograms tomorrow."

After a while, go to the next piece of land.

"This flower is beautiful."

"Okay, this kind of thing."

"Tomorrow we can pick at least [-] kilograms."

Everyone showed admiration.

This field belongs to Zhang Fugui, who is a full-time farmer, so the quality of the broccoli he grows is the best in the field.

Although the price will be the same as Zhang Ruanruan's, his yield will be higher. With the same land area, Zhang Fugui's broccoli will be at least [-]% more.

Everyone walked to the next house...

……

"fart!"

Suddenly a quarrel broke out.

A villager from Qingping Village named Zhang Dahui suddenly became emotional.

The reason is that the price has been reduced.

"Boss Hui, don't get excited, I've already given you a lot of face. If it were my dad, he would give you at least a dollar and a half more." Chen Wenbo said angrily.

Other villagers also persuaded:
"Dahui, the quality of yours is indeed too bad. You haven't even killed the insects. How can you afford it?" "It's only one yuan and two less. If you can sell it, at least you don't have to lose money."

"That's what's wrong with you. Your broccoli is not up to standard. It would be great if someone wants it."

"Thanks to Wenbo coming over, if Shengli came over, you would still have to lose money."

No one spoke for Zhang Dahui.

The reason is simple, the problem is his problem.

I don’t know what part of his broccoli is wrong. Many of them have traces of being eaten by insects and are in poor quality.

Therefore, it can only be purchased as defective products.

The price is 1.2 yuan off for those qualified products from Zhang Ruanruan and Zhang Fugui.

If the qualified product is three yuan per catty, then Zhang Dahui's can only be one yuan and eighty one catty.

It’s a big loss, but if you don’t sell it now, you’ll lose all your money.

"Okay, as agreed, it's just one dollar and two less. Your dad will come tomorrow and it will be the same price." Zhang Dahui compromised.After all, he knows the situation best. He loses his temper because he wants to get a price for himself.

At six o'clock, everyone had finished reading.

Return to the entrance direction of the farmland and start negotiating the price.

Zhang Ruanruan finally saw what it meant to be blushing and salivating.

In the end, the price was fixed at 3.68 per pound.

Everyone was satisfied and returned to their homes.

On the way home, Zhang Ruoruan sent a message to Zhang Jianguo, telling him how much it cost per pound.

Zhang Jianguo replied: "Not bad."

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The next day, five o'clock in the morning.

Zhang Jianguo and Zhang Yangyang came to the door of their hometown and set off with Zhang Ruoruan.

This time there is no need to sort or send it to the market, so it is an hour later than pulling out the radishes.

By the time Zhang Ruanruan's family of three arrived in the field, there were already several flashlights moving in the broccoli field.

One of the lights is Zhang Fugui.

He planted the most and didn't want to waste money hiring people to harvest, so he came alone at three in the morning.

This is real hard money.

Zhang Jianguo greeted him and went to work in the fields with Zhang Ruannuan.

All the way until dawn.

At 06:30 in the morning, Chen Wenbo arrived in a large truck.

Stopping at Taguchi's spot, everyone picked up broccoli and went to look for him.

A large electronic scale is placed on the ground, next to a blackboard.

Each person’s name is written on the blackboard and the weight of each person’s broccoli is recorded.

Like now.

Zhang Ruanruan and Zhang Jianguo came over with broccoli to weigh them.

Weight 255 pounds.

"255." Chen Wenbo said.

Next to the blackboard, an aunt immediately wrote 255 after Zhang Ruanruan's name.

The broccoli representing Zhang Ruanruan has been weighed at 255 pounds.

Zhang Jianguo and Zhang Ruanruan turned around and continued picking broccoli.

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I am in Guangdong, and the heavy rain caused by the typhoon has caused flooding. I am very busy. In order to keep updating, today will be shorter.

(End of this chapter)