Dressed to be a grandmother

Chapter 454 The steps are too big, easy to tear

Chief Zhu hurriedly dug out the jar from the corner that had been forgotten and opened it.

"Isn't there a jar of kimchi here? Why spend money on it?"

When his lover saw it, he was surprised: "Old Zhu, where did you come from?"

"Oh, it was sent by Deng Youzhi. It's been a few days, and I forgot to mention it when I put it in the corner." Chief Zhu didn't care.

When his wife heard this, she quickly washed a pair of chopsticks, wiped them clean, brought them over, picked out a piece of radish, tasted it, and said happily: "That's the taste, it's probably been left for a long time, and it's a little more sour than the one sold in the boiler. "

Their colleagues in the workshop also bought one and gave her one. The taste is really delicious.

When Chief Zhu heard this, he smiled: "Okay, it's good to eat something, it's such a big pot."

His lover also nodded, but no, this jar can sell for a lot of money.

She didn't ask in detail, probably Deng Youzhi asked her old Zhu about this matter for convenience, otherwise, why would anyone give you a jar of kimchi.

"Old Zhu, do you know how much these radishes cost per penny, three of them." Chief Zhu's wife said in a low voice, "I heard that they are quite popular."

Chief Zhu really didn't pay attention to this, after listening, he thought for a while, didn't say anything, just ordered to eat.

Regardless of whether the sale is popular or not, that is other people's business. They can't get their hands on this matter. They didn't look at it. Deng Youzhi also went to work honestly, so the sellers were all rural folks from Deng Youzhi's daughter-in-law's hometown.

It is not easy for rural people in the country to get some coupons, so let them do it.

Seeing that kimchi was selling well, Deng Youzhi pondered for two days, discussed with others, and planned to sell it in the No. [-] and No. [-] mines.

After all, the mine is very big, and the third mine can sell so much, so the first mine and the second mine can sell two or three jars a day, right?
Between the mining areas, there is one thing that cannot be hidden. After all, if you work in the mine and find a partner in the mine, you may not necessarily find someone from one mining area. The young man married a girl from the third mine, not to mention that the family also worked in different mining areas.

No matter how secret it is, if the family members tell each other, it means that the whole mine knows about it.

In the past few days, people from the No. [-] Mine and the No. [-] Mine came to buy after get off work. After all, Ma Lian'er and Zhang Xiu were selling in the abandoned duty room, which did not affect Deng Youzhi's commuting here. Of course, they could be sold later.

That is to say, Deng Youzhi came up with this idea when he saw people from other mining areas coming. Everyone loves to eat, so they just sell more.

Chen Daliu sent kimchi over, and when he heard the plan, he rejected it without even thinking about it.

"It's not necessary, just sell it at No. [-] Coal Mine. There are quite a few pickles that can be produced in the village. There are only ten cans in three or four days, and there will be no more."

When Ma Lian'er and Zhang Xiu heard this, they looked at each other without speaking.

If the village wants to produce kimchi, even thirty cans a day can be produced, but since the village chief said so, he must have his own considerations.

When Deng Youzhi sent the village chief to the gate of the factory, he was still puzzled: "Village chief, why don't you also sell it in the other two mines?"

No matter how busy the village is, it's okay to call two or three people, or if it's not good, it's okay to call his uncle.

When Chen Daliu heard it, he said angrily: "The strides are too big, it's easy to tear (eggs)!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Daliu flicked his whip, and regardless of Deng Youzhi's embarrassing froze, he drove the ox cart away.

He didn't expect that Deng Youzhi, who was still trembling before, would become more courageous, but you sold this matter at a mine, saying that it was the villagers who wanted to exchange some tickets, and many people came from the countryside. For the sake of this, everyone turned a blind eye to the past.

You even want to engage in other mining areas, and you are buying booming ones, what should you do if others are jealous?
Actually, Chen Daliu had already asked Bai Xi about this matter.

Bai Xi only replied lightly: "Xiao Liu, you don't know what's going on now, you have to eat every bite, and you can't become a fat man if you eat in a hurry." The main purpose is not to sell money, but to set up a team.

When Chen Daliu heard it, it was also true that the income of kimchi can be as little as 200 yuan in three days, which is already very good.

After all, if you can sell a bicycle for the price of a bicycle in three days, everyone will be jealous if you change it, so you have to keep a low profile.

When kimchi was sold in the city for a month, Bai Xi's vines had already produced a lot of fruit, and the small bunches were very gratifying.

In the past few days, Bai Xi likes to stroll under the vines when she has nothing to do, wondering how much grape wine these grapes can make for her.

The grapes in the vineyard are slower, but they are also climbing the vines. The villagers are very happy to see the growth is good, and they also pay special attention to the grape fields. They specially sent people to be on duty in three shifts, just in case there are wild boars coming down the mountain. , the grape fields will suffer.

After Xiao Hei knew about it, he couldn't help humming, with Mr. Xiao Hei here, the wild boars in the mountains would not dare to do anything wrong.

Now that Xiao Hei ate half of the half-flooded dragon's meat, his cultivation base has increased a lot, but his body has shrunk a circle, making the villagers think that it is sick. Xiao Hei has no choice but to make his body look the same as before Almost, that's the end of it.

It can now control its size to shrink or shrink at will, but the minimum is still two hundred catties.

As soon as June arrives, the crops in the field can be harvested.

This is Niuluo Village's attempt to have two seasons a year according to Bai Xi's intention, but unexpectedly, the effect is good.

Liu Lan stood on the ridge of the field, her face was a little embarrassed, and every villager who passed by, as long as they took a look at her, she felt that others were mocking her, and her face was hot.

When Bai Xi asked the villagers to try to grow a crop of rice, she was the first one to object.

I have tried two crops a year in the south, and there are places where there are three crops a year, such as the Sichuan Basin, the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau and the southeastern hilly areas, and the plains in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River have had three crops a year, and the plants are also grown. Rice, rape and sugar cane.

But Niuluo Village is not too far south, it borders on the north. Although it is considered a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, the terrain is remote, and the winter is cold for more than a month, and no one has planted it like this before.

Originally, there was not enough food in the village, so what are you trying to do twice a year? If it fails, what will everyone eat?
Liu Lan naturally wanted to jump out to object, but except for Zhao Mingjun who stood with her, no one responded to her words, and the people in Niuluo Village even ignored her words.

You object, what do you have to object to, as long as you earn the little work points a day, you still have the face to object, if you don’t want to work, just get out of the way, and don’t jump out to get in the way.

For this matter, Liu Lan jumped for several days.

(Dreaming, dreaming that my hair fell out, I woke up suddenly, touched my hair, it's over, where is my hair? Then I realized later, I cut my hair short, so short...cough cough cough, you guessed it.)
(End of this chapter)