Chapter 173: The Landlord
Chapter 173: The Landlord
"Are you sure they want to weigh a thousand pounds?"
Wang Jianguo was stunned. He originally thought that it was just a fruit tasting between classmates, and that a hundred kilograms of oranges would be more than enough. He didn't expect Jiang Jiang to ask for thousands of kilograms at once.
"If they taste good, they may continue to buy them. There are tens of thousands of students in our school, and these thousands of kilograms of oranges will not make a splash."
Wang Jianguo was a little excited. This was really a case of "when you think you have reached the end of your rope, there is always a way out".
If I sell it to students, it should be better than selling it to people who collect oranges.
If the sales are good this year and word of mouth builds, then wouldn't their Qingshan Village oranges be in great demand in the future?
Wang Jianguo seemed to have seen a bright future, and all this was brought by Jiang Jiang, the only college student in the village.
Thinking of what Wang Yiran had said in his ear these days, that she wanted to continue studying, Wang Jianguo's original intention of refusing wavered.
Whether it was building a factory in the village, recruiting workers, or selling oranges, Jiang Jiang contributed a lot, and it could even be said that she was the one who took the lead.
If she had gone out to work like other people in the village when she turned 15 or 16, could she have brought these changes to the villagers?
Probably not.
Jiang Jiang didn’t know that Wang Jianguo had been thinking about many things in such a short time.
She had to go home later. Many people came with things to sell, and she couldn't keep them waiting.
"Uncle Jianguo, what price do you think is appropriate for selling these oranges?"
Wang Jianguo scratched his head. He couldn't decide what price to sell at. After all, he used to sell the oranges to people who came to buy them, so they had to accept whatever price others offered.
The price of three cents this year is indeed a bit low, but based on last year's price of six cents, he was afraid that Jiang Jiang would lose money if he bought it and sold it.
Jiang Jiang saw that Wang Jianguo was hesitant and said directly:
"Uncle Jianguo, how about this? I'll sell it to my classmates for two yuan a pound, and I'll give you one yuan a pound. But I'll have to trouble you to help me move it to the bottom of the mountain. Then I'll ask my classmates to help me send it to school in a small truck."
One dollar a pound?
Wang Jianguo wanted to say something, the price was too high, but Jiang Jiang didn't argue with him any further. After saying this, he prepared to go back.
"Uncle, I won't talk to you for now. Let's just go with the price of one yuan per pound. Don't worry, I won't lose anything. I'll even make some money. There are people waiting for me at home. I have to go back first."
Jiang Jiang said hello to Wang Jianguo and Wang Yiran and then left.
The other children also came with Jiang Jiang. After she left, they naturally would not stay here, so they followed her out in a swarm.
Wang Jianguo looked at Wang Yi who was showing an envious expression and then waved his hand helplessly.
"You can go and play too, but remember to pay attention to the safety of Xiaobei and the others."
"it is good!"
After Wang Yiran agreed loudly, he immediately ran out of the door and chased after Jiang Jiang and the others.
Wang Jianguo locked the door and walked towards the construction site. He wanted to do some work before midnight and have lunch at the same time.
Wang Jianguo’s home is not too far from Jiang Jiang’s home. It only takes ten minutes to walk up the mountain road to get there. If it is on flat ground, it may only take six or seven minutes.
Before Jiang Jiang reached the door, he saw several aunts carrying large and small bags of various agricultural and forestry waste that had accumulated at home.
"Excuse me, aunties, for keeping you waiting. I just went to Uncle Jianguo's place."
"We were just chatting, so we didn't have to wait long."
After seeing Jiang Jiang open the door, they moved their things in quickly.
"Auntie, come here one by one, and I'll pay you after we weigh them."
"Don't be so anxious. It doesn't matter whether you get married early or late."
Although she said so, Jiang Jiang clearly noticed the happy expressions on several people's faces when she said the word "check out".
"Aunt Yang, yours weighed 632 kilograms, 30 cents a kilogram, so I'll give it to you as 190."
Jiang Jiang counted out one hundred and ninety yuan from his pocket and gave it to Yang Ping. She took it with a smile on her face, obviously having calculated the price already.
"Aunt Zhou, your 568 kilograms will be charged 170.5 yuan."
Jiang Jiang searched his pockets but couldn't find the fifty-cent note. Zhou Xue was about to say that she didn't need to pay the few cents, but Jiang Jiang took out a fifty-cent coin from the compartment of his wallet, stacked it together with the note and handed it to her.
Zhou Xue's words got stuck in her throat and after a pause, she still took the money. A few cents could buy an egg or some needlework.
"Jiang Jiang, thank you."
Jiang Jiang smiled at the two of them.
"I am also from Qingshan Village. Besides, I will get benefits from doing this."
Yang Ping and Zhou Xue thought Jiang Jiang was talking about joining the company in the future.
I heard from the branch secretary that if Jiang Jiang does well this time, he will be able to work in a company directly after graduating from university. I heard it is a big company and he will be able to earn a lot of money every year.
In fact, what they didn’t know was that the benefits Jiang Jiang was talking about were not jobs, but tasks entrusted by the original owner.
Jiang Jiang was also very much looking forward to and curious about the client's mysterious grand prize. What exactly was it?
After seeing Yang Ping and Zhou Xue off, Jiang Jiang breathed a sigh of relief. She had to talk to the branch secretary and ask someone to move the things in the yard away.
After a few days, when the factory building was repaired and in good shape, she moved her workplace to the side of the factory to avoid having so many things piled up in the yard, making it a mess.
A gust of cold wind blew by, Jiang Jiang rubbed the goose bumps on his arms, silently went back to his room, found a coat and put it on.
This autumn is colder than in previous years.
It was lunch time again. Without Jiang Jiang saying anything, the children started working quickly.
Jiang Jiang made an agreement with them that he would provide the ingredients, they would be responsible for cooking and washing dishes, and everyone would eat together.
Princess Jiang Jiang and her six dwarfs lived a wonderful life.
Originally, the parents of the children felt that their sons (daughters) were taking advantage, but Jiang Jiang fought back by saying that they helped with the housework and that their sons (daughters) cooked delicious food.
In addition, they also hoped that their children could learn from Jiang Jiang, so they did not say anything, but silently sent a lot of fruits and vegetables to Jiang Jiang.
The landlord Jiang Jiang usually lay on a chair, watching the little ones washing and cutting vegetables under the leadership of Wang Yiran, some standing on benches to wash rice, and some sitting behind the stove to add fire.
Sometimes Jiang Jiang would touch his conscience which suddenly hurt and be ready to help, but would be immediately pushed back by the little guys.
"Sister Jiang Jiang, just lie down and we'll do it."
If she competes with them for work, the younger children will get angry with her.
Reluctantly, she could only lie on the chair, browsing the space and the farm while thinking about what to eat for her next meal.
This kind of life is so sinful, but she likes it so much.
Jiang Jiang pinched the fat on his waist which had become increasingly prominent due to eating and drinking well in the past few days, and thought silently that in the cold winter, fat can be used to keep out the cold.
She eats more and stores fat = preparing for the extreme cold doomsday.
Absolutely right!
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