Chapter 157 Unscrupulous businessman suppresses the price Dabiao successfully harvests corn

Author: Shredded Pork Noodles with Sauce

Chapter 157 Unscrupulous businessman suppresses the price Dabiao successfully harvests corn

"Haha, let's talk about the future!" Li Fuwang obviously didn't believe that a small wealth-making company could solve his wife's problem.

After leaving Jinshan Town, as soon as I entered the boundary of Zhaizi Village, I could see a lot of fresh corn piled on both sides of the road, some of which had not even been taken off their bags.

The two of them were so hot that Li Fuwang seemed to have never seen the world before and said excitedly: "Biaozi, look, there are so many corns!"

Zhang Dabiao was amused and crying, "See you, let's turn on the speaker and start collecting it."

Zhang Dabiao's big trumpet was borrowed from the village convenience store. He was fiddling here, but Li Fuwang muttered: "You're weird. There are so many feed factories in Daming Town, and farmers go to the feed factory to pay it themselves. In theory, can't they make more money? Why do they have to sell it to grain dealers? Isn't this sick?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Dabiao almost squirted his face with an old mouthful of blood. Wang Ye, be careful, what kind of work are we doing now?

If you want to hand over it yourself, what will we accept?

"Ahem, you don't understand this. Look at these corn buns that have not been taken off and they still have a shaft. How can the feed factory collect them?" Zhang Dabiao sighed: "We are small in scale and have little capital now, so we can collect them myself. Otherwise, I will collect corn kernels directly, which is so convenient and worry-free. As for spending one or two cents more, you can actually save it from manual labor."

"Besides, do you really think those dealers are not capable? I guess they have already prepared everything with the people under major feed factories. Even if farmers sell it themselves, it will not be more expensive than selling it to feed dealers."

As he was talking, the loudspeaker was also ready.

"Cross corn, fresh corn, corn is harvested on the street, and some sellers are coming out to contact..." A very clichéd advertising slogan, not to mention the effect is still very good.

As soon as I entered the village, the door of a family opened. A person in his sixties, who was hunched over, looked like an old farmer. He stood at the door and shouted, "Corn harvester!"

"Hey!" Zhang Dabiao responded quickly, patted Zhang Dashun's shoulder, and asked him to drive over quickly.

"Look at my family, how much does it cost?"

"The corn harvester took advantage of the same process to see my family."

Soon, several families suddenly came. Zhang Dabiao was excited but also curious. Is corn so easy to harvest now?

Before becoming Dabiao, Zhang Dabiao really did the job of harvesting corn, not to mention harvesting corn, exterior wall insulation, high-altitude work and air conditioning. He was young at that time and was full of money in his eyes. He dared to do anything as long as he could make money.

It is precisely because of him that he felt a little incredible. After all, if corn was so easy to harvest, he would have been working on it back then, and maybe he would not have had the experience of his current body.

However, no matter how much you think about it, Zhang Dabiao was still very professional. He took a look at the first old man's house, "Uncle, I'm so tender. Corn is expensive this year. If you want to sell it, I will give you at most 30,000 yuan!"

"Sanchou is too little. I didn't even sell the corn harvester to Sichouer." The old man shook his head.

Zhang Dabiao smiled, then pulled out a few times from the pile, took out a corn and broke it apart, and pinched it, "Master, really, your family's harvest is too fresh, and the shaft is not big. I sincerely sell it to you. If you take off your bag, I will give you four cents and two cents. If it doesn't work, I can't do anything about it."

Although it’s useless to say one or two points, the country people really care about this one or two points.

Planting crops now is not profitable, of course, the higher the sell, the better.

"Well, big brother, hurry up and go to my house to have a look." Someone on the side could no longer wait.

Zhang Dabiao smiled silly, then followed the aunt to the opposite side of the road, "Your family is a little bit dryer than his family, and you have taken off your bag, 40 cents.

As he was speaking, the old man also came over and said, "This is the case. I won't make a price with you anymore. You can also pay 43 cents and I will take off your bag. If you can, please hurry up and take it away now. If it really doesn't work, then I'm waiting."

What Zhang Dabiao gave was naturally not the lowest price, but his face looked very embarrassed. He hesitated for a long time before sighing, "Oh, okay, okay, but you have to clean it up for me. To be honest, my family just opened a feed factory, and now it is short of raw materials. I think there are a lot of spring corn in your village? Can relatives and friends sell it? It's not a little different from your family, it's not a little more, and it's not a little less."

Several anxious villagers were even more excited when they heard that Zhang Dabiao opened a feed factory, "Big brother, let me see it quickly?"

"And my family's."

"Brother, don't you leave now? I'll call my third aunt and ask her to come back and open the door. There are several acres of spring corn in her family!"

The sudden enthusiasm of the villagers made Zhang Dabiao stupid. Could it be that my price was high?

It shouldn't be. This year's dry grain market is one or five cents. According to the ratio of fresh dry, Zhang Dabiao's fresh ones are much more cost-effective than one or five cents to collect dry grains?

What's wrong with the villagers?

"Uncle, what's going on?" Zhang Dabiao looked at the old man with a puzzled look, "Why do you feel that the food in your village is unsold?"

"Tell me the truth. Our village has a bumper harvest this year, but the unscrupulous grain vendors in Changguo actually colluded to reduce the price. You gave me 30 cents when you came before, which is not enough for me to farm. Who sells it? You didn't see that there are a lot of piles on the side of the road now? That's just the tip of the iceberg, and there are still many in the field!"

Or the old farmer is real and doesn't have those curved intestines at all.

After figuring out the reason, Zhang Dabiao almost jumped up excitedly.

God helps me too!

I really want to be sleepy, so someone gives me a pillow, but they don’t charge it. Isn’t that all the cheaper?

"Haha, these people who were killed by thousands of swords are really bad." Zhang Dabiao cursed righteously, as if he was not bad.

However, compared with those black-hearted grain vendors, he has indeed become much white and has gained the favor of many fellow villagers.

"Uncle, I think you are quite realistic. In this way, I will give you a call and you will help me collect it in the village. For every car I collect, I will bring you ten dollars. Do you think this is good?" Zhang Dabiao called the old man aside and said.

"Oh, this is not something that can be done..." The old man waved his hand when he heard this. For him, helping Zhang Dabiao is just helping his fellow villagers, how could he ask for money? If everyone knows this, wouldn't he poke his backbone?

"The envoy, I'll just say that. We've been to your family now. You'll help me with the arrangement here. I'll go back to organize the car and come and pull it over." Zhang Dabiao quickly told him and said nothing, and he didn't give him any benefits and let others help in vain. Anyway, Zhang Dabiao couldn't do it.

Although a car of ten yuan is not too much, isn’t this money also in vain?

Besides, every household in Zhaizi Village grows corn, and each household can even take two or three trucks. Isn’t it money if you have too much?

"Hey, you kid, I'm embarrassed to say it. Don't worry, I, Old Man Zhang, agreed to this matter." The old man smiled, and his deep folds on his face squeezed up.

"Oh, we are still our own family. My name is Zhang Dabiao, Gong Changzhang."

"Hi, the closer you talk, I'll call my eldest son over to help you load the car!" The old man patted Zhang Dabiao on the shoulder, and he became enthusiastic.

The Zhang family in the world is a family, and the surname is Zhang, so it is naturally not bad.

He had agreed with Old Man Zhang here, and when he turned around, he saw Li Fuwang being surrounded by several women, with yellow knocking in his mouth one after another, making the women blush and angry.

Zhang Dabiao shook his head helplessly, just like this... chatting nonsense, it's really a partner, it's not serious at first glance!

He deserves that he can't get a wife until now.

"Ahem, Master Wang, stop talking, load the car quickly!"

"Here, I'm here. Sisters, I'll load the car first. Don't worry, this is my grandchildren who collects food. They are really very human. Let's talk about it if we have the chance."

Seeing Li Fuwang's smirk on his face, Zhang Dabiao really wanted to kick him, and laughed at the rural women a few times, so he quickly took him to the old man's house to decorate the car. At this time, the old man also called his son and daughter-in-law over.

As the saying goes, everyone has high firewood and the tractor they drove was full of stuff. After a while, they passed the floor scale and had a full 8,000 pounds.

After giving the money, the two of them kept pulling back. On the way, they learned that Zhang Dabiao gave the old man good and asked the old man to help him collect corn. Li Fuwang was quite puzzled, "Isn't this fart taking off his pants? Is this a waste of time? Let's take a few more cars and a few more people. When the loudspeaker shouts, are you still worried that no one will sell it?"

Zhang Dabiao glanced at him in anger, "You know, you know, now Chang Guo and the unscrupulous profiteers want to lower the price. The corn from the village cannot be sold. We happen to catch up with this good time. When you start to collect it with great fanfare, the first thing you can't stand is those profiteers. At that time, they will inevitably raise the purchase price and grab food with us."

"But there are people in the village now, so that's different. Old Man Zhang mediated from it. Even if the grain dealers raise the price, they can't take away much."

"Oh, Biaozi, can you?" Li Fuwang stumbled his lips, "You can think so far, you deserve to be your boss!"

Zhang Dabiao smiled proudly and said, "Okay, okay, let's concentrate on driving. We have to go back and find someone to pick up food!"
Chapter completed!