Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Chapter 1194

Wan Feng carried Zhan Ling and Zhan Shitou onto the kang, one on each side of him.

Han Guang's family and Zhan Honggui sat together, looking like they were about to have a drink.

Wan Feng didn't buy beer today, so he stayed away from the wine scene and didn't mix it up.

An Lizhi was also called to the table by Wan Feng and began to eat.

"Brother! You don't drink?" An Lizhi asked in surprise when Wan Feng picked up a bowl of rice.

Wan Feng shook his head: "I don't drink."

"You don't smoke either?"

"Barely don't smoke, except for some social occasions."

An Lizhi took advantage of the topic: "Look at Brother Xiao Wan, he doesn't drink or smoke, and then look at you!"

"What's wrong with me? He's still young, and he'll learn everything in two years. Brother Han, let's have a drink and don't listen to women." Zhan Honggui showed masculinity.

An Lizhi curled her lips angrily.

Zhan Honggui and Han Guang's family toasted, and Wan Feng put canned meat in the bowls for Zhan Ling and Zhan Shitou.

"You get one, you get two, you get one, you get two!"

Zhan Shitou protested loudly: "Don't do it, why don't I only get one for my sister's two dollars."

"Isn't your sister older than you are younger!"

"What's wrong with me? I can eat it!" Zhan Shitou was not ashamed but proud.

"I just said that you are a little waste, and you still don't admit it."

"What does being edible have to do with waste materials?"

"It doesn't matter why, is it a rice bucket if you can eat it? Rice buckets are usually waste materials!"

Zhan Shitou was confused, as if something was wrong, if he could eat it, he was nothing but waste material?
"Do you want two more dollars now?"

Zhan Shishi weighed and weighed it, but still felt that it was more appropriate, so he whispered: "Yes!"

Wan Feng laughed and made a small bowl for each of the two little guys.

The two little guys were beaming with joy, and they were bluffing while eating happily.

In their little heads, this is the New Year's treatment.

A child is still a child after all, with a small belly and a lot of sleepiness.

After a while, the little stomach was filled, and after a while, the two little things were lying on the kang with their foreheads on their foreheads and fell asleep.

An Lizhi pulled a quilt to cover the two children with a kind face.

The two children here were already asleep, and Zhan Honggui and Han Guang's family had three drinks over there, and started chatting nonsense.

"I said Brother Wan, what the hell are you guys doing here with the slow guitar?"

"Pick up the boat."

"Oh, by the way, pick up the boat, you said I forgot."

An Lizhi said dissatisfiedly, "What's wrong with you drinking too much? You're messing around again."

It was fine if An Lizhi didn't say anything, but Zhan Honggui took another sip when he said it.

"We imported a shipment of soybeans from the opposite side. Isn't it close here? Maozi's boat came directly from Khabarovsk, so there is no need to go to Fuyuan Port."

It is 65 kilometers from Khabarovsk to Fuyuan Port, while Slow Guitar is only [-] kilometers away from Khabarovsk.

"How much do you charge for a catty of soybeans from Maozi?" Women are concerned about affordable things.

Wanfeng didn't know how much it cost per catty. These soybeans were counted in the million rubles, which was just an extra.

"How much is the purchase price of our soybeans this year?" Wan Feng asked rhetorically instead of answering.

"Ninety-nine cents a catty."

"What we charge is much cheaper than this, and the synthetic Huaguo currency can be eight or nine cents cheaper." Wan Feng said nonsense.

"Soybeans are so cheap over there!"

"Is the average soybean production capacity here reaching [-] jin?"

An Lizhi shook her head: "I can't reach it this year, it's estimated to be more than 350 catties."

The yield per mu is 350 catties, which is already a good harvest.

In a normal year in Longjiang, the soybean yield is only about [-] catties per mu, and if it exceeds [-] catties, it is a bumper harvest year.

"One mu of land earns 70 yuan, and seven and a half mu of land can sell for more than 500 yuan. Is there any leftover besides chemical fertilizers, seeds and pesticides?"

Zhan Honggui put down his wine glass and sighed: "I've made do with it, what else can I do?"

"Brother Zhan, why don't you go out and do some business? There is no future if you stick to these few acres of land."

"Business? What kind of business can I do?" Zhan Honggui looked at his left arm and sighed again.

"I'll give you an idea, move to Chengshan Commune, choose a good place to open a small shop on the side of the street, it's guaranteed to be better than the few farms you planted."

Zhan Honggui looked puzzled: "Open a store?"

"Yes! I saw that there are very few people who open shops here. I remember that when we came from Chengshan, there was only one store in Chengshan except the supply and marketing cooperative. You listen to me and sell the houses here to Chengshan Commune. Buy a house on the street, open a store, and I guarantee you will earn at least two or three thousand a year."

"Can you make so much money just by opening a small shop?" An Lizhi first expressed her surprise.

"I'm still conservatively estimating that more and more people will open shops in the future, reaching the point where almost every village has a small shop. By that time, you'll also be doing wholesale, and it won't be a problem to earn tens of thousands a year. You can make do with everything without much effort, that's great."

"Earning tens of thousands, this is something that I dare not even think about." Zhan Honggui has never done this kind of stuff, which feels a little incredible.

"You listen to my promise."

"How much does it cost to open a store?" An Lizhi was moved, and began to ask substantive questions.

Wan Feng has never opened a store before, but now he often fiddles with supplies and knows the prices of many items, so he can probably make a good estimate.

"In the early stage, it mainly deals in non-staple foods such as tobacco, wine, sugar and tea, and some daily necessities such as needles, threads, and brains. I estimate that more than 2000 yuan will be able to support the store."

"Two thousand! How can there be?" An Lizhi's heart that had just been ignited was extinguished again.

Two thousand is just the money to open a shop. If you go to Chengshan Commune to buy or rent a house, this is another expense.

Without 5000 yuan, there is no way to open the store.

Let alone four or five thousand, her family doesn't even have four or five hundred.

"Money is not a problem, you will make a lot of money right away." With Wan Feng, the God of Wealth, living in his house, making a little money is not like playing.

"Will you make a fortune soon? Where will you make it?"

"I'll give you a deal in two days. You just need to run errands. I'll give you a [-]% commission. This deal is basically enough for you to earn money to open a store."

Zhan Honggui was at a loss as to what kind of business he could earn 4000 yuan.

"Let's put aside the business of opening the shop. Tomorrow, I will be busy killing pigs. You have to find some people to catch the pigs tomorrow morning. Sister-in-law, you don't have to go to the field tomorrow. You can just work on the pigs at home tomorrow morning."

"Not going to land? My family's land itself won't be in a hurry, won't it be even more delayed if we don't go to the land?" An Lizhi was so worried about this point, and it would be even more delayed if it was delayed for a long time.

"Someone will come to your land tomorrow. After the pig is killed and the chopping is done, you will be responsible for cooking a meal at noon. Someone will eat here at noon tomorrow."

An Lizhi was puzzled, didn't the pigs be taken away after they were killed?
(End of this chapter)