Return to the countryside to engage in industry

Chapter 68 This old man is difficult to deal with
Yang Wenju lit the Leaf Cigarette, took two puffs, and the smoke spread out before his eyes. He squinted his eyes and saw the person in front of the house clearly. Shall I sit here?"

Greeting with a smile, he groped all over his body and found out a red plastic bag containing leaf tobacco, "You are not used to smoking this."

Zhang Mingkang patted Yang Wenju's shoulder, "Forget it, if you can't feel it, don't touch it. I just smoked."

"Sit, sit, sit!", Yang Wen raised his hands and said, looking at Yang Zhenyu who was standing beside him, he felt familiar, and asked Zhang Mingkang, "Who is this little brother?"

"Yang Zhenyu!" Zhang Mingkang said.

"Oh oh oh! When I remembered it, I said how familiar it is. It turned out to be a famous person in the village." Yang Wenju laughed.

"Uncle Yang, you are flattering me too much. You are the celebrity in the village. I heard from Uncle Zhang that you are the best at growing watermelons in ten miles and eight villages." Yang Zhenyu flattered.

Yang Wenju was also not modest, and patted his chest and said, "Xiao Yang, Director Zhang didn't lie to you about this matter, your Uncle Yang dare not talk about other things, but when it comes to growing melons, no one grows melons better than me, 13 In the first year, I planted [-] catties of watermelons on two acres of land, and the varieties I planted were still local watermelons, and I couldn’t find another person in Qingmu Township.”

Yang Wenju was smoking a cigarette with a proud expression on his face.

Yang Zhenyu continued to flatter: "It seems that I am looking for Uncle Yang today is the right one!"

Yang Wen raised Ye Ziyan in his hand, looked at Yang Zhenyu and asked, "Is there anything Xiao Yang wants from me?"

"Uncle Yang, to be honest, I planned to grow watermelons this year, but failed to grow seedlings. I came here to learn from you." Yang Zhenyu said very modestly.

Yang Wenju's eyes changed, and he tilted his head and asked, "Do you want to grow melons too?"

Yang Zhenyu nodded: "Yes, Uncle Yang, I have reserved [-] mu of land in the back mountain to grow watermelons."

"Twenty acres!"

Yang Wenju's face became serious, he put out the cigarette butt on the ground, stood up and patted the ashes on his body, waved his hand and said, "Xiao Yang, I have never planted on such a large scale, you have to hire experts for this matter."

"Uncle Yang, I don't understand how to grow seedlings. I would like to ask you to check it out for me and give me some pointers." Yang Zhenyu showed a sincere attitude.

Yang Wenju said: "My own melon seedlings have just come out of the ground and need manure management. I'm too busy, Xiao Yang."

Zhang Mingkang got up and said, "Yang Wenju, Xiao Yang came here sincerely to be a teacher, so you can help him see it."

"Uncle Yang, how about I pay you and invite you to go?" Yang Zhenyu said with a smile.

Yang Wenju's patience was gradually losing, he had already expressed it very tactfully, he felt that Yang Zhenyu should understand what he said, so why did he keep pestering him?

"Xiao Yang, I'm really sorry, I can't do this, you'd better hire an expert!" After speaking, he picked up the hoe in front of the door and entered the house.

Yang Zhenyu was about to catch up and talk again, but was grabbed by Zhang Mingkang, who shook his head and said, "Forget it."

Yang Zhenyu had no choice but to give up.

"Go back and think of a way." Zhang Mingkang patted Yang Zhenyu on the shoulder.

"That's all there is to it."

The two drove back to the village committee and discussed it. Zhang Mingkang suggested that Yang Zhenyu invite experts to help with seedling management. Yang Zhenyu knew the style of those so-called experts. Maybe others could handle things in two or three days. They had to investigate this way and that The inspection will take a week or more, and the price is still very expensive. It depends on when people can spare the time?
In his heart, he still prefers the empirical school like Yang Wenju.

"Uncle Zhang, I'll talk to Uncle Yang tomorrow." Yang Zhenyu felt that it seemed a little disingenuous for him to go empty-handed today.

"Then try again, talk calmly, and don't hurt the peace of the villagers." Zhang Mingkang knew that it was because of the presence of the village director that Yang Wenju restrained himself a little. He was usually very violent and impatient.

"I understand, thank you, Uncle Zhang."

Yang Zhenyu came out from the village committee and drove to the street. He weighed a few catties of high-quality leaf tobacco. Yang Wenju was used to smoking leaf tobacco. If you bought a box of cigarettes, he still felt that he was not strong enough to smoke.

I bought two more bags of rice and oil.

Seeing her grandson come back from buying so many things, Wang Xiuying asked, "Grandson, there are still a lot of rice and oil at home. Why are you shopping again?"

"Grandma, I took this as a gift." Yang Zhenyu said.

"Gifts? Isn't it a bit shabby?" Wang Xiuying saw Yang Zhenyu giving Huazi to Zhang Mingkang and Yang Xue a few times, and felt that rice oil was a bit cheap.

Yang Zhenyu said: "Uncle Yang doesn't smoke cigarettes, I weighed a few catties of leaf cigarettes and sent them together tomorrow."

"Uncle Yang? Which Uncle Yang are you?"

"The fourth group is Yang Wenju." Yang Zhenyu said.

"Which watermelon did you grow before?" Wang Xiuying asked.

"En." Yang Zhenyu nodded.

"What are you looking for him for?"

"Isn't this the failure of the watermelon seedlings? Ask him for advice."

Wang Xiuying shook her head slightly: "Grandson, I'm afraid you won't be able to send this thing. Yang Wenju is a very stubborn old man with a small mind. He used to sell watermelons on the street, and others sold them for [-] cents cheaper than him. This incident almost killed a person, it is best not to provoke such a person."

And this thing?
Yang Zhenyu was stunned for a moment, his temper was not as irritable as usual.

"Grandma, don't worry, I'll have a good talk with Uncle Yang. If it doesn't work, let's forget about it. If the business is not righteous, we won't have conflicts with him." Yang Zhenyu said with a smile.

"Okay, be careful what you say." Wang Xiuying instructed.

……

Waking up in the morning, Yang Zhenyu was still looking forward to it. After breakfast, he dragged his things to find Yang Wenju.

Yang Wenju was about to go out with a hoe, but was bumped into by Yang Zhenyu. Yang Zhenyu smiled and said, "Uncle Yang, are you going out?"

Yang Wenxue glanced at the things in Yang Zhenyu's hands, "Xiao Yang, what are you doing?"

Yang Zhenyu said: "To show respect to your old man, this is the best leaf cigarette on the street. I guarantee you will enjoy it."

"I made it clear yesterday, Xiao Yang, I can't help you with the matter of Gua Miao."

"Uncle Yang, I know what you're worried about? I promise you that I won't take your business. Let's say 10,000+ catties of watermelons for my [-] acres of land? How can there be such a big market in Qingmu Township?

Don't worry, I'm going to a big customer, and I'm selling to those dealers, and I won't drag melons to the streets to sell them. "Yang Zhenyu said with a smile.

Yang Wenju took a look at Yang Zhenyu, "Xiao Yang, let me tell you this. I now rely on the melons in the field for food. If I can't sell them this year, I will have to drink the northwest wind. You are going to start large-scale planting in the same village now." , how do you let us live?
Others come to the village to buy watermelons. I heard that your Yang Zhenyu family has more than 20 acres of watermelon fields. Would you still come to my place to buy them? "

Yang Zhenyu said: "Uncle Yang, the varieties we grow are different. I grow unicorn melons and seedless watermelons, but you grow local watermelons. The market prices themselves vary greatly."

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