The final price was fixed at one yuan and two cents, and Liu Qingshan said that he would not give in any further.

"Okay, then let's talk about this today. I will report this price to the president."

Choi Minhao stopped talking nonsense.

Liu Qingshan was also quite satisfied. His psychological price was actually one yuan.

Even if that President Jin cuts down a little further, one yuan should be able to hold on.

After the talk, the atmosphere immediately became relaxed and returned to the first time we got along with friends.

Cui Minhao pretended to be angry and said, "Liu, you are so stingy. I decided to stay here for a few more days and eat your rice every day!"

Liu Qingshan replied happily: "Cui, you can do whatever you want, but as a friend, I would like to remind you that your belly is yours."

Haha, the two looked at each other and laughed.

...

"It's time to go home for dinner after school!"

The children left the school, and Er Jiazi was still shouting loudly. The rice he ate at noon yesterday was so delicious. He ate three bowls in one breath.

I have to eat three more bowls today, no, four bowls!

But when he returned home and saw the golden corn pancakes, he was a little unhappy: "Mom, where is the rice, why don't you catch the rice to eat?"

His mother immediately glared at her eyes: "Eat, do you know how much rice costs per pound?"

His father also looked scared: "If you sell your kid, you are not as valuable as rice!"

Then Erqizi watched his father put some sacks of rice in his house on the ox cart and pulled them away.

Pull it away!

What's going on? Er Jiazi sat on the ground and started crying. That guy is really heartbreaking.

Liu Qingshan, who was standing in the yard, was also a little amused and crying at this moment. He saw the villagers either pulling them in cars or carrying sacks of rice, and delivering bags of rice here.

"Qingshan, this rice is too expensive, more than one yuan per pound. If we don't eat it, we will sell it."

Captain Zhang was piled up nearly four sacks of rice with his family, and heaped in front of Liu Qingshan.

After everyone learned that rice was about to be exported at a high price, they were immediately frightened by the price and sent back all the rice they had handed over.

It costs more than one pound per pound, but it is really not what they should eat. It is better to eat corn shreds and corn flour that cost a few cents.

Even if it is replaced with white flour, one pound of rice can be exchanged for five pounds. Isn’t it fragrant if it is steamed with white flour steamed buns every day?

"Come on, give up, give up!"

Zhang Ganzi drove a donkey cart and also pulled a few bags of rice over:

"Qingshan, I have left ten kilograms at home to cook porridge for your aunt. Hehe, you know that your aunt is pregnant."

Liu Qingshan really couldn't tell what it felt. If it were Zhang Ganzi, who used to be lazy and had a good time, would he dare to eat and drink the rice and flour you borrowed, and could he still send you the rice you got back?

As soon as they heard that Zhang Ganzi's wife was pregnant, everyone came up to make fun of it and asked with a smile:

"Kanzi, how many twins are you pregnant with? Can you have ten or eight?"

"Your wife is the old sow in the pig farm!"

Zhang Ganzi immediately fought back.

The captain deserves to be the captain, so he immediately stood up and presided over justice for Zhang Ganzi: "Big Zhang Luo, you kid know how to bury people. Our Ganzi works well in the pig farm. Those sows are all breeds he mates!"

After hearing this, everyone burst into laughter.

Zhang Ganzi shouted anxiously and bluntly: "It's the male wild boar, I'm just helping me next to me.

This matter needs to be explained clearly, it is a matter of fame.

Speaking of this, Zhang Ganzi made a lot of contributions. A few days ago, there was always a wild boar touching the pig farm.

Just as Jiapigou also wanted to raise a batch of hybrid wild boars, the two sides hit it off.

However, this wild boar looks short and is tall and strong, and this guy can't get on.

Even if you can climb up, it won't reach it.

This made the wild boar so angry that this guy had a wild attack, biting and poking with his fangs, hurting several sows.

Zhang Ganzi went up to stop him, but the wild boar was hunched several times.

If you want to talk about this pole, it is basically equivalent to illiterate, but you also know how to think about it.

Finally, I really figured out a trick: I dug a small pit more than one foot deep on the ground, nailed a wooden stake in front of the pit, drove the sow into the pit, and tied it to the wooden stake with a rope.

Now, everyone is happy, there is no problem with breeding.

It was just that it was from the experimental stage that only five or six sows were fertilized.

The wild boar that ate the marrow and knew the taste did not go back to the mountain, but wandered around the pig farm every day, and was no longer afraid of people now.

Especially with Zhang Ganzi, he is the closest relationship. As long as Zhang Ganzi shouts, this guy will appear in front of him happily, and probably think he will be a groom again.

Even the sows in the pig farm like to hum and whine forward when they see this wild boar.

I guess I am attracted by the unruly and indulgent and love freedom-loving temperament of wild boars?

Seeing that the topic was so naturally jumping from the price of rice to the sow breeding, Liu Qingshan had seen the skills of the simple villagers.

He was about to bring back the topic when he saw several little kids running over cryingly, lying on the rice bag and refusing to get up.

Among them, Erqizi is the most important thing. He cried very well and was not sad: he couldn't eat snow-white rice, and his life became dull.

Liu Qingshan can understand the mood of the villagers: people who are afraid of being poor are not afraid of hard life, but are afraid of having no money.

However, judging from the current level of development of Jiapigou, you really don’t have to care too much about eating and drinking.

So he picked up Erjiazi, helped the boy wipe his tears, and said loudly: "Everyone will take all the rice back. Our cooperative will not be able to eat for each family!"

This was so useful. Er Jiazi stopped crying immediately and even laughed.

But just now, I burst into tears. After a sudden laugh, I blew out a big snot bubble.

"Qingshan, you can't eat it. When I think about how expensive rice is, the rice grains I chew in my mouth are like chewing steel chewing at a cent, and I can't swallow it."

Mr. Zhang expressed everyone's thoughts, which is a bit uncomfortable to describe.

"There are nearly 200,000 kilograms of rice left in our cooperative this year. I don't care about this, look at giving the children a pitiful one."

Liu Qingshan took out his handkerchief, wiped Er Jiazi's big snot, and then sent him with the handkerchief: "Wash it clean when you get home."

Da Zhangluo expressed his disagreement: "I didn't eat rice before, but I ate corn cakes every day. The kids are not as strong as calves. It's more important to sell them. How much delicious food can I buy for the kids after selling them for money?"

"It is more reasonable to eat coarse grains and fine grains together."

Liu Qingshan was having a fight with everyone, and eating cornmeal every meal always makes me tired of it.

If everyone returns the rice, the distributions he has to be given back, and it cannot be specialized.

So he cleared his throat: "Everyone hears me, the old saying goes, you can eat and wear and you can only suffer from poverty if you can't figure it out."

"We don't have to be stingy about eating and drinking in the future. We should be more motivated to work hard, so that we can make more money, right?"

This seems to make some sense, and everyone began to think about it in their minds.

At this time, the boss of Che hurriedly spoke to Liu Qingshan: "Qingshan is right. In a few days, our cooperative will distribute this year's dividend money."

"I'm settled the accounts these two days. It's almost the same. Each family can divide it into 8,000 yuan. In other words, every family in Jiapigou is full of 10,000 yuan. What's wrong with eating some rice? What's wrong?"

What, ten thousand households, we all become ten thousand households?

People were stunned at first, and then they surrounded the car owner in the middle, asking about their own dividends in a slight manner. As for rice, who still cares?

When Liu Qingshan first heard this, he was slightly shocked: Last year it was a village of thousands of yuan, but this year it turned into a village of ten thousand yuan?

But after thinking about it for a moment, I feel that it is not impossible.

Going one step a year, does this mean that when we arrive in the coming year, our goal will be set at a village of 100,000 yuan?

While I was imagining, I heard a clatter coming from beside me. When I turned around, I saw that Er Jiazi had found a basin from where he was collecting rice from his own sack.

He brought a full pot and ran home. Just as Liu Qingshan was about to remind him to run slowly, he saw Er Jiazi tripping under his feet, falling down his mouth and gnawing mud. A pot of rice was sprinkled for more than half a pot.

"You loser, pick up all the rice grains!"

Seeing this, his mother was furious and slapped Erjizi twice in the butt.

Then she quickly called on her own men to transport all the rice back, and others also took action.

When Er Jiazi saw the rice was transported home, he stopped crying and squatted there happily picking up rice grains, muttering: "Pick it up all, I'll eat you for dinner today!"

A few days later, Jiapigou Cooperative officially signed a contract to sell rice with the company represented by Cui Minhao.

The price was determined to be one yuan per kilogram per kilogram. Finally, President Jin bargained with Liu Qingshan on the phone to determine the final price.

There were more than 180,000 kilograms of rice, nearly 100 tons, all of which were loaded into sacks and transported to the county by large trucks. Then they had to be trained and freighted to South Korea.

This has nothing to do with Liu Qingshan and the others, anyway, the other party is responsible for the transportation costs.

The sale of rice was just the cooperation between Jiapigou and the other party, and it had nothing to do with the county, so there was no big news.
To be continued...