The leisurely life of farmers in mountain villages

Chapter 89 Everyone Gets Rich

"It's not good, Brother Dongzi is being chased by a group of people! Uncle Wang, come and save Brother Dongzi!"

He Jiaxiang's son, He Fei, was standing in front of the memorial archway. He was shocked to see Wang Shaodong riding a three-wheeled motorcycle on the dirt road leading to their village from a distance, followed by many messy cars.

He Fei ran and yelled all the way, so that everyone in the breeding area came out.

"What's the matter, what's the matter?" He Jiaxiang ran out in a hurry when he heard his son shouting again.

Hearing his son yelling that Brother Dongzi was being chased, he quickly pressed his forehead together and looked at the dirt road in the distance.When he saw more than a dozen cars, large and small, closely behind Wang Shaodong, he gritted his teeth anxiously and said, "Oh, I think Dongzi got into a big accident, most likely he hit someone with a bicycle!"

"You just hit someone with your bike, what's going on?"

He Jiaxiang looked back and saw that it was Wang Fumin. He scratched his head in embarrassment, pointed to the road in the distance and said with a forced smile, "Brother Fumin, look quickly, there are many people chasing your son."

The neighbors all came out, Ma Zhentang frowned: "The speed of the car behind is not fast, it doesn't look like they are chasing Dongzi."

Zhao Shiling stood behind Wang Fumin a little nervously, and asked cautiously, "Boss, what happened?"

Wang Fumin observed that his son should not be in any danger, so he said, "Let's see."

Then the residents of these farmers saw Wang Shaodong driving a three-wheeled motorcycle, followed by ten or twenty vehicles of various kinds, directly coming to the open space in front of Wang Shaodong's house, and stopped.

So many people came here in such a mighty way, the big guy had no idea at all, then Wang Fumin frowned, looked at his son, and found that his son was smiling all over his face, and he let go of his worries a little, but the doubts were still not resolved. open.

"Our son's chickens are all sold."

Zhao Shiling whispered next to Wang Fumin.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back."

"Dongzi, what do they guys do?"

Wang Shaodong saw that He Jiaxiang and Ma Zhentang were all there, except that He Jiaqing was missing, and then said to Ma Zhentang and He Jiaxiang: "Uncle Zhentang, Uncle Jiaxiang, they are here to look for you, by the way, Uncle Jiaqing ?”

"Looking for us?"

"Your Uncle Qing went to the market to sell chickens."

Wang Shaodong looked at He Jiaxiang, nodded and said, "Yes, I'm looking for you. This is Boss Han from Qishan Shanquan Fried Chicken Shop, this is Boss Liu, and this is Boss Zhang. They are here to buy chicken."

Ma Zhentang and He Jiaxiang looked at each other, frowned, and then looked at Wang Shaodong together: "The chicken?"

Boss Han and the others walked forward and said with a smile, "bosses, we want roosters over 7 months old, and they cost 13 yuan a catty. Do you have any more?"

If you come to buy it, 13 yuan a catty is not bad.

When Ma Zhentang heard this, he was so excited that he almost lost his footing.

He also has more than 50 chickens in reserve for sale at the end of the year.According to the experience of previous years, at the end of the year, a 7-month-old rooster can be sold for 11 yuan a catty.But now the owner of the fried chicken shop who came to buy the chicken at the door directly offered the price of 13 yuan per catty, which made them, the fried chicken shop owners, overjoyed.

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. If you have chickens, we'll collect them now."

"Yes, yes, come!"

Seeing a group of fried chicken shop owners follow Ma Zhentang and He Jiaxiang away, Wang Fumin hurriedly pulled Wang Shaodong aside, and asked in a low voice, "How much is Boss Song paying us per catty?"

"Just like them, 13 pounds a catty. Dad, let's go to the house quickly. I have more than 8000 on me."

"Okay, go inside."

The cost of raising 92 chickens so far is more than 700 yuan, and the profit of this trip is 300 yuan, which made Wang Fumin and his wife see the world at once.

"Dongzi, is the price fixed for a day or will it be 13 in the future?"

"It's all 13. The price of chicken dealers is 14. We can't be higher than the price of dealers. Besides, no matter how high the price is, there is no profit for fried chicken shops."

Wang Fumin nodded while nodding the money.

"That's all. Then our batch of chickens is not bad."

Wang Shaodong smiled, and thought to himself, what is this, we are mice pulling a bellows, with the big head in the back.

If the 2000 old roosters are sold out, there will be a profit of 2 to 4 yuan, and the 70 small roosters will be sold out on the twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month, and their family may receive [-] yuan in sales a day. Chicken section.

Now the market is very clear. The profit of Wang’s 2 young cocks is about 4 to 46. The specific profit depends on the total weight of the chickens.

"Dad, we are going to have a good year this year."

Wang Fumin put the money away with a smile, and said, "That's right, we're going to have a good year."

Zhao Shiling carefully reminded from the side: "Dongzi's father, it's not safe to keep so much money at home, why don't we deposit it with the loan officer in the village?"

Wang Fumin nodded, stood up, looked at Wang Shaodong and said, "Dongzi, you have worked very hard, go and rest."

However, as soon as Wang Fumin went out, he was blocked by a large group of people.

"Boss Wang, it's not easy for us to come all the way. You want to sell us a few chickens, and we are in a hurry to use them today."

"Boss Wang, let's give you one yuan, and you can buy your chicken for 14 yuan a catty, do you think it will work?"

Wang Shaodong heard the noise outside, and then hurriedly ran out from the main hall.

Seeing Wang Shaodong coming out, Ma Zhentang hurried over, with a happy smile on his face, and said to Wang Shaodong: "Dongzi, how do you know that there is a shortage of chickens in Qishan? I kept two roosters for the New Year, and the rest All 57 of them were sold."

Wang Shaodong heard from his father that Ma Zhentang's batch of chickens had already been sold back to their cost, and the sale of these 57 chickens was a profit.

The average weight of their chickens is not low, up to seven catties. The 57 chickens can be sold for at least 5000 yuan.

At the beginning, he planned to lose money, but in the end he made more than 5000 yuan, and Ma Zhentang was very satisfied.

"Why did they come to our house?"

"They robbed me and Uncle Xiang of your family's chickens. If they couldn't buy chickens, they all came to your house."

As soon as Wang Shaodong heard this, he ran to his father, stopped the hesitant father who was about to change his mind, and shouted loudly: "Everyone, don't panic, there are still chickens, everyone follow me."

"Uncle Jia Xiang, you have to find your brother no matter what you say, I'm afraid his three hundred chickens are not enough for this group of people to grab."

When he went out, Wang Shaodong met He Jiaxiang, and told him to go to Jishang to find He Jiaqing and come back.

Then, a group of people walked to He Jiaqing's house in a mighty manner.

If there is no shortage of chickens, the chickens of He Jiaqing, He Jiaxiang and Ma Zhentang's family are not up to the standards purchased by fried chicken shops, but in this situation, the owners of those fried chicken shops have no conditions to choose.

(End of this chapter)