After over three months of waiting, the price of corn finally reached its peak. In previous years, the highest price for corn was barely one yuan per jin, but now it had soared to one yuan and fifty cents. Wang Xiaoqiang felt it was time to sell because guarding the approximately 130,000 jin of corn stored in the old village committee building was quite troublesome.
Ultimately, Wang Xiaoqiang sold his corn for one yuan and fifty cents per jin to a corn purchasing station in the county town. The total sale of 130,000-plus jin of corn brought in over 180,000 yuan. Once this news spread, people from Sanmiao Village and the surrounding villages were all secretly clicking their tongues in amazement. They envied Wang Xiaoqiang's good fortune; he didn't catch a good year, but he caught a good price. If the price had been like last year's high of one yuan per jin, Wang Xiaoqiang's income would have been one-third less.
