Cao Shujie felt very active at the thought of having a good year this year.

And whether we can realize a leap in asset quality depends on this time.

Because of this, Cao Shujie was very interested.

"Honey, I picked up the third batch of apples the day after tomorrow and won't be back. I'll go to Xinjiang Changji again." Cao Shujie said to his wife Cheng Xiaolin.

Cheng Xiaolin was a little puzzled: "What else are you going to do? Isn't it already done over there?"

Cao Shujie shook his head, pointed outside and said, "If it weren't for your video, this would have been the same year ago. Just sell out these 2,000 tons of apples and wait for the New Year."

"But it's different now." Cao Shujie said: "This wave of traffic is too big, and it attracts too many people to us. Even if only some of them buy our apples, this wave is still amazing."

"I'm worried that the more than 2,000 tons of apples left by Bayer and the others won't be enough to sell." Cao Shujie took a deep breath and said, "I have to go there again and ask them to help introduce some more fruit farmers."

"The other eight containers or 12 containers are too few, and it will delay things at critical moments. I plan to talk to the freight train station in Changji, Xinjiang, and apply for a special apple train to transport more than 2,000 tons of apples.

Ship it all back at once."

"Honey, what do you think?" Cao Shujie said.

Cheng Xiaolin was frightened by his thoughts.

She said: "Shujie, can you? You can get all those apples back at once. Where can we store them?"

"Put it in the refrigerated container first. With our consumption, it won't take long for it to be sold out," Cao Shujie said.

He came out of the small office, looked at the workshop and warehouse, and said abruptly: "It's a pity."

"What's the pity?" Cheng Xiaolin felt that she couldn't keep up with her husband's thoughts at the moment.

Cao Shujie said: "This place is still too small. If it were bigger, I would just buy it and renovate it."

"How to change it?" Cheng Xiaolin wondered, she didn't want to understand.

Cao Shujie chuckled: "We build our own cold storage, what do you think?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Xiaolin anxiously turned to Cao Shujie and said, "Shujie, you are crazy!"

"We are selling fruit, why do you need to build your own cold storage? Is it necessary?" she asked.

Cao Shujie didn't think so. He said: "Why is it not needed? I think it is the right thing for us to build a cold storage."

"As long as we plant fruit trees, this will happen sooner or later."

When Cao Shujie thought about Adilijiang and Bayer, they all rented cold storage or built their own cold storage, he understood that "cold storage" was necessary for large-scale planting of fruit trees.

Cheng Xiaolin didn't know how to say good things to her husband, so she didn't say much more: "You can figure it out yourself."

"There's no rush at the moment." Cao Shujie smiled.

…

Cao Shujie first called him and told him about the situation here.

When Cao Zhen heard Cao Shujie say that Bayer, AKS and the others might not be able to sell more than 2,000 tons of apples, he wanted to curse: "Shujie, you're a fool!"

"How can you, a fruit grower, grow on a larger scale than those second-tier fruit wholesalers?" Cao Zhen complained.

He said: "2,000 tons of apples are not enough, how many more do you want?"

"At least another 2,000 tons?" Cao Shujie said tentatively.

"Shit, the prices of the apples here have increased for you, what do you want to do?" Cao Zhen complained to him.

After Cao Shujie bought all the apples from Adilijiang and Bayer, which totaled about 3,000 tons, the remaining fruit farmers saw that the apples of the big farmers were so popular, so they started to increase their prices.

Moreover, these fruit growers cling to prices and refuse to lower prices at all, causing many smaller fruit wholesalers to scold them.

They didn't know who bought Adilijiang's six apples, so they would use "that piece of shit" instead when swearing.

Cao Shujie really didn't know that such a thing had happened. When he heard Cao Zhen complain, he was a little embarrassed: "How much has it increased?"

"They range from 20 cents to 40 cents. I can't say that. Nowadays, there is a price but no market for large quantities of apples. If you buy them in large quantities, I think we can still negotiate." Cao Zhen said.

"Okay, that's it. I'll call Adilijiang and the others and ask them to introduce me to a few more apple growers." Cao Shujie knew something in his mind.

Before he hung up the phone, Cao Zhen asked him: "Shujie, are you coming?"

"I'll go there the day after tomorrow. I'll go to the train station to talk about applying for a special train," Cao Shujie said.

Cao Zhen understood it as soon as he heard it, and he said: "Shujie, you idiot, don't tell me that you want to transport the remaining 2,000 tons of apples back together."

"I have this plan, but the sales volume is too high now, and I won't be able to keep up with you when I wait for you to ship it back in batches." Cao Shujie didn't hide it from him, and told him directly.

Hearing what Cao Shujie said, Cao Zhen was so surprised that he didn't know what to say.

"Such a huge sales volume?"

Cao Shujie said "Hmm": "My wife made a video, and who knew it was so popular that it attracted a lot of people here."

"Is it the video of Mengmeng eating dragon fruit?" When Cao Zhen mentioned this, he had a lot to say.

He also muttered: "Shujie, didn't I tell you that you two only have a few dragon fruits, so why are you picking at them like that?"

"If Mengmeng wants to eat it, just let her eat it. Just buy it after eating. You are a big boss. Don't tell me that I can't afford dragon fruit."

"It was even shown on TV, should I throw it away?"

Cao Shujie hung up the phone when he heard his chatter about childhood was like Tang Monk reciting sutras.

Later, Cao Shujie called Adilijiang, Bayil, AKS, and Abdulla respectively. They chatted affectionately for a while, and then politely asked them on the phone if they knew any other fruit farmers.

He also wants to continue to buy a batch of apples.

After receiving a call from Cao Shujie, Adilijiang and the others were wondering. The 3,000 tons of apples were not enough for him to sell?

Is it possible that he is thinking of buying back a piece of the apples he will sell next year?

But it can't be kept for so long.

With this doubt in their minds, Adilijiang and the others decided to help contact the fruit farmers they were familiar with first, thinking that after Cao Shujie arrived, they could ask him carefully what was going on.

In winter, the days are short and the nights are long. Before five o'clock, blackheads begin to appear on the distant horizon.

All the lights in the warehouse were also turned on.

Cao Shuju, Song Huixia and the others are still busy.

I saw that the corner of the workshop warehouse was full of packed apples, and there were people stacking apple boxes in groups of two.

Maybe it's because of their age, or maybe it's because they've been working for a day. At this time, it seems very difficult to stack the boxes.

And this situation is not unique.

When Cao Shujie saw it, he quickly went over to help.

Cheng Xiaolin was still wondering why her husband hadn't come back after being away for so long.

She came out of the office and found out that her husband had gone to work in person.

"Shujie, come here." Cheng Xiaolin called out.

Seeing that Cao Shujie didn't move, the old lady Han Guifang said: "Shujie, please hurry up and let's do it slowly."

"Auntie, you must pay attention to safety. If you really can't do it, just rest for a while. We are not in a hurry." Cao Shujie warned her.

Han Guifang nodded: "Don't worry, although my old lady is old, she can work fine."

The more she said this, the more worried Cao Shujie became.

Fortunately, Cao Shuju came over when she saw something unusual here, and she was right next to her. When she saw Han Guifang was exhausted, she hurried to help.

After Cao Shujie walked back to his wife, Cheng Xiaolin asked him: "What's wrong? Why are you still going to work?"

"Honey, I discovered one thing. Our work consumes too much physical energy. For someone as old as Aunt Han, it is useless to work for a day and then go to palletizing." Cao Shujie said.

He is not a good person, nor a kind person, but that does not mean that his heart is cold.

When Cheng Xiaolin heard what her husband said, she also said: "I also want to tell you, but I haven't bothered to do it."

"What's the matter?" Cao Shujie asked his wife.

Cheng Xiaolin said: "Shujie, you are making more and more apples. Among the 32 of us, many are older and cannot do the work of loading, unloading and palletizing trucks."

"It doesn't matter if the quantity is small now, but if you follow your words, you will get more than 2,000 tons of apples in one piece in a while, and expect these old and weak women and children to unload and palletize them?"

"It can kill people!" Cheng Xiaolin said.

Cao Shujie nodded and said, "When I go back in the evening, I will shout on the loudspeaker to recruit a group of male laborers to come over and do these manual jobs."

He pointed outside: "If, like just now, those boxes containing apples hit people and knock them to the ground, it will be a big deal and we won't have to do this job."

Only then did Cheng Xiaolin know why her husband went to work just now.

Cheng Xiaolin also felt a little scared when she thought of the situation her husband mentioned.

"When you go back tonight, recruit a few more people." Cheng Xiaolin warned him.

"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

…

After returning to Caojiazhuang in the evening, Cao Shujie was not in a hurry to go home. He first went to the village committee compound to shake people.
To be continued...