The silver moon was like a hook, and the galaxy was vast.
The gentle moonlight shone down on the grain-sunning ground, making it bright and hazy.
The old village chief was still talking, and his words echoed in the ears of the people of Taoxi village.
"Yesterday, Xicun village's bidder came. There were many people present at the time, and you can also calculate in your head that it's no longer a transaction but exploitation! I know it's hard for everyone, and I'm also sad, but we have no choice!"
"I originally thought that I could only continue to endure. But last night, Qiqi, this kid, came to my house and told me we should find our way out. If no one in the county wants us, we should go to the city and find someone to take us in!"
"Jianhe and I thought about it for a long time. Ultimately, we gritted our teeth and decided to take the risk. This morning, before the sun rose, Jianhe and I brought Qiqi to the city. We went to the largest agricultural products wholesale market in Hui city!"
At this point, the old village head deliberately paused to keep the villagers in suspense.
Someone couldn't help but shout, "old village chief, continue! What happened after that?"
"Why are you tormenting me at this time? Old village chief, are you trying to make us anxious and angry?"
"Jianhe just said that it's a good thing! Did you find someone else to take my things? Aiya, old village chief, hurry up and tell me!"
The old village head was satisfied. He picked up the cup on the side and slowly took a sip before speaking again.
"That's right. I found someone to collect the goods!"
"They signed a delivery contract with us for our village's watermelons and sweet potatoes. They'll reserve three years' worth of stock for us!"
"In other words, we can earn money in at least three years!"
The crowd was in an uproar. Some of the men and women stood up in excitement. "Old village chief, what's the price? "
The old village chief laughed, and the wrinkles on his face turned into smiling lines. He said each word in a loud and powerful voice, "watermelons, not by weight, but by one. Fifty cents a watermelon! Sweet potatoes are sold at the market price in the city, three cents per 500 grams!"
The crowd was deathly silent.
Then, like water falling into a pot of oil, it exploded.
Fifty cents for a watermelon!
They had been working in the fields for so many years, so who didn't know what kind of melons they had grown?
They were all small melons, and each one was at most three catties in size!
Fifty cents for a watermelon would be 16 cents per catty!
In comparison, the price offered by Xicun village was only a fraction!
As for the sweet potato, the price was directly doubled!
The old woman sitting on the small folding stool trembled as she asked her husband, "dear, how many watermelons have we planted this year? Where are the sweet potatoes?"
His wife's voice was also trembling. "There are five mu of watermelons and three acres of sweet potatoes …."
The old couple looked at each other, raised their ten fingers, and counted with trembling fingers. In the end, before they could count, tears fell first.
They had worked so hard for half of their lives, but this was the first time they had earned money with their own hands!
The same scene played out in every household.
The old village chief sat behind the wooden table, blinking his eyes hard. Tears came out, but his smile never faded.
Chen Jianhe also had mixed feelings at this time. He lowered his head and looked at the little doll in his arms under the moonlight.
The child was very well-behaved and quiet in his arms. Even when she smiled happily, her small lips would only form a timid and silent arc.
She was afraid that if she laughed out loud, she would be disliked by others.
"Qiqi, you've helped our Taoxi village this time. You're so great!" Chen Jianhe said in a hoarse voice, "second uncle, I thank you on behalf of the villagers."
The little girl looked up at him. Under the moonlight, her bright eyes were filled with surprise.
Then, her beautiful eyes curved into crescent moons.
The child shook her head and whispered to him, "second uncle, you're wrong. It was you and Grandpa village chief, who entered the city and found people so that the villagers could sell things. Also, the things sold by the villagers were painstakingly grown by them, so they should thank themselves."
".." Chen Jianhe was silent for a moment. He couldn't help but tease the child. "What about you? "
"I didn't do anything, and I even got a meat bun to eat for free ..." The child was a little embarrassed when he mentioned this.
The idea was Eggie's.
Second Uncle Chen and Grandpa village chief were the ones who found the buyer.
The things that the villagers sold were things that they grew themselves.
Thinking about it, Qiqi felt she had taken advantage of second Uncle Chen and Grandpa village chief for nothing. She felt a little guilty.
"Eggie, thank you." In her heart, she expressed her gratitude to eggie.
The little egg-man turned over lazily in the sea of consciousness. This stupid kid.
Chen Jianhe stared at the little child for a long time. Finally, he tightened his arms and hugged the child tightly.
The commotion on the grain-sunning field could not be calmed down for a long time.
In the end, it was the old village chief who spoke up and made everyone temporarily stop.
"Jianhe, we entered the city together this time. You say a few words and tell everyone about the contract." The old village head took Qiqi and gave up his seat to Chen Jianhe.
Then, he carried Qiqi and walked in the circle. He raised Qiqi up high.
His posture was like an old knight taking a little princess on tour, which made Zhang Xifeng and Luo Yuqiong secretly laugh.
At the same time, it was also a message to the villagers that the old village chief would protect Qiqi.
Chen Jianhe received the order and did not refuse.
Since it was a meeting, he would explain everything clearly.
He looked around the wooden table, and the villagers' eyes fell on him, looking forward to what he would say next.
Chen Jianhe calmed his mind and said, "the watermelons in the field can only be picked when they are 80% ripe. I estimate that there are still about ten days."
"The big freeloaders in the city said that they will send people to send cars directly to our village to collect the goods."
"In the next few days, everyone has to take care of the things in the field. Otherwise, you will earn 50 cents less for every rotten watermelon."
"Also, the old village chief and I signed a contract for the village. The contract states that the things planted in our village can only be sold to their family. If someone has other intentions and wants to sell it to another person, we will no longer care about your family's things."
"Those willing to sell goods with our report to the old village chief in the next two days. I've already given you the price. As for how high they'll sell it after receiving our goods, that's their ability. We can't have opinions, let alone speak after the fact!"
Chen Jianhe's following words were very serious.
There was a saying that it was better to say the ugly words first so that no one would find an excuse to cause trouble in the future.
At that time, there would be endless disputes.
The villagers immediately responded.
"Jianhe, old village chief, don't worry. The people in our village will not do something like burning bridges after crossing the river!"
"That's right! How were we suppressed in the past? Now that we finally have a new way out, whoever dares to screw up, I, old Li, will be the first not to spare him!"
"I'll also say a good path is already under our feet. As long as we behave and keep our feet on the ground, our days will definitely be better! If, in the end, someone wants to swallow an elephant like a snake, then don't blame me for being impolite!"
The commotion on the grain-sunning ground only subsided when all the villagers had left in the middle of the night.
That night, Taoxi village villagers, who were used to working and sleeping early, did not sleep at all.
Early the following day, before the sky brightened, someone was already on steroids. He carried a hoe and a scrape and went to the field to work.
After being suppressed by a heavy life for too long, once there was hope, one would be full of energy!
The villagers' gazes changed when they looked at the watermelons and sweet potatoes that looked like they were malnourished.
This was their gold mine!
It was fifty cents!