Rural Demon Little Village Doctor

Even Xia Feng can't carry magic eyes now. Things are a little more complicated. For example, he doesn't know what to do at the moment.

Seeing that he was silent, Magu said, "now it's like this. Let's find a way slowly. We always have to pay back the money we owe. Let's go back and have a drink and discuss it slowly."

Xia Feng really doesn't know what to do. Even if she calls Yang Xiaofei, Yang Xiaofei probably can't help it. Without the money, Yang Xiaofei will only be more afraid. What's the use of scaring her to cry.

So Xia Feng followed Magu home, and of course Kong Fang followed him.

Ma Gu's shop is paved in front and housing in back. There is a hall. It's the backyard and surrounded by a yard. The place is not small. It's still a building with three floors. Although it's old, there are many rooms.

Magu invited Xia Feng to the second floor and then ordered wine and vegetables.

Ma Gu asked Xia Feng's name and offered a toast to Xia Feng: "Mr. Xia, it's hard to come so far. First have a glass of wine. I brewed it myself. It can be regarded as rice wine in my hometown."

When Chinese businessmen are outside, they are most accompanied by smiling faces. Ma Gu is a typical businessman with a smile on his face.

Xia Feng touched him and took a sip. It was really rice wine. His mother could brew it. His father also drank. He drank wine, but it didn't pay.

Kong Fang also raised the cup. He didn't dare to clink a cup with Xia Feng, but drank half of it himself.

Xia Feng was in a hurry. The rice wine was light and full of stamina. It was very intoxicating.

"Wait a minute." Xia Feng shouted, "don't get drunk first. Tell me about the money. What should I do? If I don't have money, it's useless even if I catch you back. To tell you the truth, the debt collection company may sell a few money if it catches your wife and daughter. Your flesh is really worthless."

Kong Fang shook his body and said, "my daughter, are they all right?"

My wife doesn't care much. My daughter's own is still important in my heart.

Xia Feng snorted and said, "call yourself."

Without hesitation, Kong Fang dialed the phone.

There is no time difference between China and Thailand. It's more than five o'clock here and six o'clock there. It's a little faster, so Kong Fang called. Song MI was having dinner and immediately connected.

As soon as the phone was connected, song Mi cried over there and said that thanks to the help of a man named Xia Feng, he had told the story of yesterday.

After hearing this, Kong Fang hung up the phone, plopped down on his knees in front of Xia Feng and said sincerely, "thank you, Mr. Xia."

Xia Feng sighed and said, "get up. It's no use kneeling. I can help you for a while, but I can't help you for a lifetime. If you want to avoid hiding in the future, you have to find a way for your wife and daughter to have a good result."

"Yes," Magu said helplessly.

Kong Fang got up, poured a glass of wine, took a big sip, looked at Xia Feng and said, "I lost the money. If I want to pay it back, I can only find a way to earn it."

Xia Feng almost threw a splash on his face as soon as he held the cup.

Other creditors do not say, just 30 million loans, 30 million is so easy to earn? Xia Feng has a magical eye. He has only earned 3 million yuan for more than half a year, of which 2 million is Liu Simin's bonus.

30 million, that's easy to earn?

Fortunately, he held his hand, didn't pour it out, but poured it all into his mouth.

Kong Fang didn't know that he had just escaped a disaster. He went on: "I've been trying to find a way these days. I see a business opportunity. The pork here is cheap, the big city is more expensive, and it's only three or four yuan a kilogram. The lower skin is less than three yuan, but it's cheaper in the countryside, just more than two yuan."

Xia Feng was full of stuffy wine. His eyes brightened when he heard this.

"This is too good." Xia Feng was so excited that he patted the table: "even if the pork vendor made half of it, it would be 50% profit. It's absolutely too good."

"I'm afraid it's a little difficult." Magu poured cold water at this time.

"Why?" Xia Feng asked, "is it difficult to harvest pork?"

"Good harvest." Magu shook his head: "many people feed pigs here in the countryside. Because there is a good climate here, there is more food, and more food can't be sold at the starting price. More food is not worth money. It's more cost-effective to feed pigs and chickens. Therefore, it's not a problem to collect pigs here. The problem is that taxes should be collected to pass the customs. It's impossible for the Chinese government to allow low-priced pork to impact the agricultural product market."

Xia Feng really didn't understand it at first. When he said this, he immediately understood it and was greatly discouraged: "also, if we all do this, Chinese farmers can't raise pigs. The cost of raising pigs in China is high."

He turned to look at Kong Fang, but Kong Fang didn't look discouraged, but his eyes were brighter.

Xia Feng was surprised and said, "director Kong, do you have another plan?"

"Yes." Kong Fang nodded, "it's impossible to sell raw pork directly. High taxes are required for customs clearance, and then refrigerated trucks are required for transportation. You can't make a lot of money when you come down at 7788."

Seeing Xia Feng and Ma Guquan looking at him, he took a sip of wine and breathed out: "I don't sell fresh meat, I sell bacon, hometown meat."

He said, looking at Magu: "uncle, do you remember the bacon I sent you before? No, I sold it for a while at first, and then opened a chemical plant."

"Hometown meat is delicious." Magu hesitated: "it's just... The cost of hometown meat is high."

"The cost of bacon is not high." Xia Feng couldn't help interrupting: "my family also makes bacon every year. I bought meat, got a gasoline bucket, put it up, and smoked it with Kang strips or sawdust ash. Generally, it can give about half a kilo a kilo, but the price can also be raised."

"No." Magu shook his head. "He said the hometown meat. Our practice in Hexi is not smoked with Kang or sawdust, but with other spices, such as star anise, fennel and pepper. It looks good and delicious, but the cost is very high."

"That's right." Xia Feng was a little discouraged again. He turned to look at Kong Fang, but Kong Fang smiled and shook his head: "uncle, what we don't do now is the brand. What we need to do now is the meat of our hometown. For those who go out near the River, especially in Hexi, few people don't know. Few people don't miss it. If I want to do it, I want to do it."

"Brand." maguinian took a sentence and didn't go on.

Kong Fang said, "I'll calculate. If you collect fresh pork directly from pig dealers, the average price will be up to two yuan. If you add spices and artificial transportation tax, it won't exceed five yuan."

Xia Feng's eyes brightened and said, "it's also selling well. All the fresh meat over there costs fifteen or six yuan. Even if one kilogram is dried for half a kilogram, it's only ten yuan. There are several pieces to earn. This is really something you can do."