Return to the countryside to engage in industry

Chapter 209

For a pig dealer like Luo Biao, a fine of 1000 yuan is not too much. When business is good, two pigs will be sold in one operation, and the profit will be more than 1000 yuan. But letting them suspend business twice will really kill them .

It's the season of selling meat. If one person says less than selling two pigs for one game, in addition to the loss of profits from these two games, if someone else takes the opportunity to set up a meat stall, it will directly affect their long-term business.

"Wen who messed with you, I hit the barrel of a gun today."

"It's really bad luck, I've never been caught before."

Luo Biao said: "Director Fu talked to me a few times this year, just to remind me, but I didn't take it seriously, thinking he turned a blind eye to it, how could I expect it to be true this time?"

"No, Brother Biao, these two things collided, there must be someone playing tricks behind them."

"Damn, how did the township government know about what we discussed privately?"

Several pig dealers intuitively felt that there was something hidden about this matter.

Luo Biao took a look, and there was one person missing at the dinner table, "Where's Yang Chuan?"

"That's right, why didn't Yang Chuan come?"

"Rushing to the market today, he doesn't seem to be setting up a stall."

"Guild son, he must have reported it to the township government, right?"

Luo Biao took a drag on his cigarette, "I'll go to his house and ask."

After dinner, several pig dealers drove into Yangjiawan Village together.

Yang Chuan was familiar with Luo Biao's truck pulling pigs, and when he saw his truck coming in from the village entrance, he felt that something was wrong, so he quickly called Yang Zhenyu.

Yang Chuan entered the room and told his mother, "Mom, no matter what happens outside, don't come out."

"Chuan'er, are you causing trouble outside?"

"No, you listen to me, just don't come out, I have already called Director Yang, and he will come right away." Yang Chuan instructed.

He went out and closed the door, and hung the lock by the way.

When he was about to go to the village committee, he was blocked by Luo Biao.

"Yang Chuan, why are you running?"

"Did you report it to the township government?"

Yang Chuan was a little nervous, pretending not to know, "What are you talking about?"

Luo Biao raised his palm, slammed it heavily on Yang Chuan's shoulder, and squeezed it hard, "Brother, we are just here to brag about you. Is there any wine in the house? Let's have a drink together?"

Yang Chuan shook his head and said, "I didn't buy it, but you guys want to drink it. I'll go to the canteen and bring one back."

"No, let them go, my two brothers sit and have a good chat."

Luo Biao followed the trend and walked towards the door of his house, holding Yang Chuan's shoulder.

Just after sitting down, Yang Zhenyu and Zhang Mingkang came.

Yang Chuan stood up and said, "Secretary Zhang, Director Yang."

Luo Biao smiled and said, "Secretary Zhang, hello, is this the new director of Yangjiawan Village? Sorry, brother, I haven't seen it before, what's your surname?"

Yang Zhenyu said: "Mian's surname is Yang."

"Hello, Director Yang, I am Luo Biao, a pig butcher." Luo Biao stretched out his hand to Yang Zhenyu.

"I've heard of you." Yang Zhenyu smiled.

"Notorious! Hahaha!" Luo Biao laughed.

Yang Zhenyu said: "It seems that you are also a person with self-knowledge."

Zhang Mingkang never liked rascals like Luo Biao, and reminded, "Luo Biao, I don't care what you are doing in Guanmen Village, but this is Yangjiawan Village, I remind you not to make trouble."

Luo Biao smiled and said, "Secretary Zhang, don't scare me, I'm just here to have a drink with my brother."

Looking back at Yang Chuan.

Yang Zhenyu smiled and said, "I guess you are here for the pork?"

Luo Biao was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned around, "Director Yang also knows about this?"

Yang Zhenyu said: "It was the village head Ma I went to look for to take care of it."

Luo Biao smiled, "So you were also the one who came up with the idea of ​​forcing the farmers to suppress the fences?"

Yang Zhenyu nodded.

Luo Biao said: "Director Yang, what you did is not honest."

Yang Zhenyu said: "Is it very authentic for you to come to the village to collect pigs for 12 yuan?"

Luo Biao kept a smile on his face, and his heart was furious.

He tried not to explode. After all, Yang Zhenyu is the village director of Yangjiawan Village. Since the villagers chose this young man to be the leader, they must recognize him. If he made a move here today, he would probably be surrounded by Yangjiawan Village. .

"Director Yang, you are really a good cadre, I will remember you." Luo Biao stepped forward and said, "This year, we will not accept pigs from your Yangjiawan Village, we cannot accept them."

After uttering a harsh word, he left with a few pig butchers.

Yang Chuan quickly came up with a stool, "Secretary Zhang, Director Yang, please sit down first, and I'll get you a glass of water."

Yang Zhenyu said: "No need."

Yang Zhenyu heard Luo Biao's words very clearly just now, and asked Yang Chuan, "How many pigs did Luo Biao and the others take in the village in the past years?"

Yang Chuan said: "There should be [-] or [-] heads. I can't eat so much by myself. We discuss it together."

"How many pigs will be slaughtered in the village this year?" Yang Zhenyu continued to ask.

"The brewery has been set up this year, and there are more people raising pigs in the village. It is estimated that there are about [-] pigs."

Yang Chuan was a little worried at this moment. He could eat up to twenty pigs by himself. If other pig dealers didn't come to collect them, who would the villagers sell the remaining pigs to?

Zhang Mingkang turned his head to look at Yang Zhenyu.

It was his idea to press the stalls at the beginning, but now Luo Biao can't accept it. These pig dealers in Qingmu Township follow Luo Biao, how to sell the pigs in the village?
If you ask a foreign boss to collect it, the price will definitely be lower, maybe it will not reach the current price of 17 yuan charged by the pig dealer in Qingmu Township.

If the price is lower, the villagers will definitely not want to sell it.

Zhang Mingkang feels that Yang Zhenyu is now caught in the middle, so it is not easy to be a man.

"Xiao Yang, I know you are considering things from the standpoint of the folks, but there is something that Uncle Zhang has to say, I told you before, don't talk too much about anything, don't leave yourself a way out " Zhang Mingkang first reminded Yang Zhenyu realistically that it was too idealistic for him to engage in rural work, and then he came up with an idea, "I'll contact the pig butchers in other towns and ask about it."

Yang Zhenyu raised his head and said, "Uncle Zhang, since Luo Biao dared to do this before, he must have talked to the pig butchers in several surrounding towns. Maybe the pig dealers in other towns are also doing this. I will solve this matter, if my idea can be realized, everyone’s income will be higher.”

Yang Chuan said: "Little Uncle Yang, don't promise everyone this time, I will sell as much as I can, and I will count as much as I can sell."

Yang Zhenyu smiled and said, "Yang Chuan, you take the pigs and sell them as usual. The two businesses should be better, so you can prepare more."

"Okay, little Uncle Yang." Yang Chuan replied.

Yang Zhenyu looked calm, and said to Zhang Mingkang, "Uncle Zhang, please do me a favor."

"You said."

"Go down for a run and count how many pigs will be slaughtered in the village at the end of this year?"

Zhang Mingkang nodded, "It's easy to say, we will make statistics every year.

What are you going to do? "

Yang Zhenyu smiled and said: "Uncle Zhang, what you just said is right, don't talk too much about everything, so just wait for my notification."

Yang Zhenyu first went back to the village committee, went to the new media studio, and said to Wang Chunyan: "Let the technology company make the small program of the small shop at the entrance of the village as soon as possible."

Wang Chunyan asked, "When do you want it?"

"Tomorrow!" Yang Zhenyu said, "I have been working on a small program for nearly a week. I asked them if they want to make money? If not, we will find another company."

Wang Chunyan and Liu Juan looked at each other, vaguely feeling that Yang Zhenyu made a big move.

(End of this chapter)