Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 435 The Wealth Brought by Wang Shi

The arrival of "Jia Hui" made Han Tun lively again, and He Ping occasionally came to join in the fun, besides him, there were people from the drama creation team.

This group of people is now full of enthusiasm for the creation of film and television dramas. How could they miss such an opportunity to observe and learn from the production experience of national TV up close.

He Ping is different from them. He came here to appreciate Chen Baoguo's "teacher" acting skills. Compared with Chen Baoguo who exudes the air of emperor in later generations, the current "little fresh meat" Mr. Chen is undoubtedly inferior, but this It does not hinder Chen Baoguo's professionalism.

In "Jia Hui", there is a scene where the leading actor Qi Delong fell into the reservoir while doing farm work. Chen Baoguo went into battle by himself. In mid-October, the temperature in the northeast was already below ten degrees. Chen Baoguo's fall took half a day, and his body was drenched. , When the cold wind blows, I shiver.

He Ping looked like he wanted to fight a cold war, so he carried it all morning until the director called out.

The crew quickly brought a bowl of ginger soup, and Chen Baoguo took it tremblingly and took two sips, and it took a long time for his face to turn red.

In the evening, people developed a high fever. Fortunately, the conditions in the Hantun Health Center are now better, so there is no need to go to the hospital in the middle of the night.

He Ping heard the news from the drama creation team. He went home that afternoon and didn't know what happened next.

After months of holding back at home, the creation of "Xu Sanguan" is finally coming to an end.

Hong Qi called that day, saying that he wanted to reach a school-enterprise cooperation with Huanong.

"Brother He Ping, since the base started the broiler chicken breeding business, my biggest headache is the problem of grandparent chicken chicks. The meat yield and growth cycle of the yellow-feathered chickens we are currently breeding are generally not ideal. Compared with foreign broiler chickens , our competitiveness is not great, if we want to occupy the Xiangjiang and Haojiang markets, we must improve the breeder chickens.”

"Your thinking is right, you can implement the specific operation, don't be afraid to spend money."

He Ping supported Hong Qi's proposal. Now there is no problem with the help of Northeast Agricultural College for the laying hen breeders in the chicken farm, but as far as broiler chickens are concerned, the chicken farm's technical reserves are far from its own core competitiveness.

He Ping is also very happy that Hong Qi has such a self-improvement spirit, and he has no reason not to support it.

"By the way, Brother He Ping. Your friend who sells corn came here some time ago, and our chicken farm left [-] tons of corn."

"You don't need to tell me about this kind of thing, you can decide for yourself."

After He Ping said a few words to Hong Qi and hung up the phone, the friend Hong Qi mentioned on the phone was Wang Shi.

For three months, Wang Shi traveled across the country, occasionally calling He Ping to tell him about corn transportation and sales.

The last conversation between the two was three days ago, and now there are only 4000 tons of the [-] tons of corn in Wang Shi's hands.

It is estimated that in half a month at most, all the corn will be sold out.One very important reason why corn sales are so smooth is that after the rumors of carcinogens were dispelled, enterprises such as feed mills and chicken farms in Yangzhou and the Pearl River Delta region resumed their purchase demand for corn.

Wang Shi was right!
He Ping's view has also come true!
And because of the huge profits they got, the profit after the sale of 1000 tons of corn is nearly 500 million. According to the agreement between Wang Shi and He Ping, the two will share the profits in a [-]-[-] ratio, that is, [-] million each .

He Ping doesn't feel much about this, his income has skyrocketed in the past two years, and the future is even more immeasurable.

But Wang Shi was different. When He Ping talked with him on the phone recently, there was always hearty laughter on the other end of the phone, which showed that Wang Shi was in a good mood.

The two talked about their plans after the business on the phone, and Wang Shi wanted to open a trading company.

He Ping knows Wang Shi's background, even though he is doing business outside now, he still has a position in the government.

In addition to the relationship aspect, He Ping also values ​​Wang Shi's talent.He expressed the hope that he could continue to cooperate with Wang Shi. The 500 million yuan he earned from selling corn could be fully invested in the new trading company, and he only asked for 40% of the shares.

On the phone, Wang Shi was overwhelmed by He Ping's mind and courage, and said movedly: "Mr. He, it is a blessing for me, Wang Shi, to be valued by a confidant like you in life!"

"Brother Wang, you are serious. What I value is you. Money is not important to me. It is more in line with my heart's expectation to be able to achieve a commendable career with you, Brother Wang!" He Ping Fooled on the phone.

Wang Shi on the other end of the phone also said emotionally: "Yes, we are going to do a great cause and show our achievements to the world."

After successfully limping Wang Shi, He Ping put the matter aside and left it to pawns to make money. The most important thing for him is to enjoy the present life.

The first snow in 83 was earlier than ever before. In the early morning of October 10, He Ping opened the door of his house wearing a cotton jacket, and the outside of the house was covered with snow, becoming a world of snow.

He Ping excitedly woke up Mao Chunhua and Xiao Zhuer who were sleeping.

"Let's build a snowman!" He Ping said playfully.

Xiao Zhuer was elated, and clapped his hands: "Make a snowman, make a snowman!"

Mao Chunhua looked disgusted, "How old are you, and you still make snowmen."

He said so, but when the father and son picked up the broom and shovel, Mao Chunhua still participated in it.

"Make your heads smaller, whose head is as big as a snowman?" Mao Chunhua directed.

"It's an exaggeration in a literary description. Have you read Feng Zikai's comics? We are following the master's aesthetics." He Ping quibbled.

Mao Chunhua pursed his lips, talking nonsense, returning the master's aesthetics, it's just that he can't use his hands well.

Half an hour later, the long-term activities made the heads of the three of them steam.

He Ping's family of three stood in the yard, quietly admiring the freshly baked snowman.

"The cinders are not pasted properly, and the eyes are not symmetrical." He Ping stepped forward and adjusted the snowman's "eyes".

"It's about the same this time."

Looking at the round snowman in front of them, the family of three showed happy smiles on their faces. It doesn't matter how the snowman is piled up, such a happy time is the most important thing.

Just as He Ping and the three of them were quietly enjoying this rare moment of happiness, the silly roe deer who didn't know when he woke up came up to the snowman who had just "adult" and looked at it curiously with his cute big eyes. .

He Ping saw this thing and shouted: "You bastard, stay away from me, it's broken..."

Before He Ping could finish yelling, Gouzi stuck out his tongue and licked the snowman.

It may be that he realized that the "person" in front of him was a fake, and he vented all his anger and reluctance to speak up in front of his master. The excited dog kicked him up, and the snowman who became a "person" within a minute declared his death .

He Ping slapped his forehead, "Finish!"

Mao Chunhua and Xiao Zhuer laughed loudly.

The dog who got into trouble didn't realize it at all. Seeing the hostess and the young master laughing happily, he grinned and grinned.

It's a joy to laugh so hard!
(End of this chapter)