Chapter 114 113. No one dares to disobey
But Luo Yihang didn't come here today to inquire about Grandpa Gougou's past.

After entering the house, Luo Yihang directly explained his purpose, "Mr. Gonggong, do you grow millet for yourself or to sell?"

"It's for sale, how much can I eat myself?" Grandpa Gou Gou answered readily.

Luo Yihang was relieved. "Then sell the seedlings to me. I will pay you according to the price of millet."

As soon as these words came out, Grandpa Gou Gou got angry on the spot, his eyebrows stood up, and his two long eyebrows jumped up and down, "What nonsense are you talking about, little kid? What money is there? Are you looking down on me, an old man?"

Luo Yihang quickly apologized: "No, no, you worked hard to plant it and I'm waiting for the harvest. I know you love me, but I can't take it for nothing."

"Hmm!" Uncle Gou Gou raised his beard and glared.

Luo Yihang quickly tried to make amends, "Then I won't give you money, I'll give you money for the land. The field has grown seedlings and worked hard, so I'll give it money to buy some fertilizer to make up for it, okay?"

This made Grandpa Gonggong laugh. "What nonsense are you talking about, you bastard? There are only a few rows of seedlings. If you want them, just pull them out. If you dare to pay, forget about the seedlings."

Luo Yihang talked for a long time, but the old man refused to give any money and even brought up Luo Yihang's grandfather.

"I watched your grandfather grow up under my watch. Your child is my great-grandson. My great-grandson wants money for the seedlings, and I can't afford to lose face like that."

Having said that, using seniority to pressure others is tantamount to a dead end.

Although, when Grandpa Luo Luo came to the village, Grandpa Luo Yihang was already 20 years old, so it can be said that he had not grown up well.

But maybe in Grandpa Gonggong's eyes, watching someone grow up from twenty to seventy is also considered growing up...

Luo Yihang stopped talking and changed the subject to talk about the puppet in the cabinet, "Mr. Gonggong, is this something you just made? Who is it?"

"This is Old Huang Zhong from Dingjun Mountain. He got a good piece of wood last year and worked on it for four months."

"What about this?"

"Sly guy, the person standing opposite Old Huang Zhong must be Xiahou Yuan."

"What about these two monks? One is Jigong, whom I know. Who is the other one?"

"This is Monk Fengbo. Among these two monks, Monk Fengbo is the protagonist, and this one is called Crazy Monk Sweeping Qin."

When talking about puppets, Grandpa Gonggong was very excited and as happy as a child.

You can see that he is really happy.

But while chatting with the old man, Luo Yihang's mind was full of thoughts. Giving money was no longer enough, so he had to think of some way to save the situation in a roundabout way.

I haven't figured it out yet.

It wasn't until I went to the toilet that I discovered that Grandpa Gou's house still used a squat toilet...

"Uncle Gonggong, I have some leftover cement and bricks at home. Bring them over and I'll build you a toilet."

After all, the old man is over 90 years old. No matter how healthy he is, it is not safe for him to use a squat toilet. He is the only one in his home. If he squats down and cannot stand up when going to the toilet, and then falls, it would be very scary.

Change the toilet, whether you are used to it or not, at least it is safe.

The topic changed suddenly. While Grandpa Gou Gou didn't react, Luo Yihang added another sentence to shut him up, "I am your great-grandson. As a great-grandson, I want to honor my ancestors. You must not refuse."

Didn’t the old man use seniority to put pressure on him just now? This time Luo Yihang also used seniority to block him. There was no way to talk about it.

"Mr. Gonggong, I'm going to go to town first. I'll get it for you when I come back. Give me the key then."

Sure enough, the old man opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. He just laughed and cursed, "Stupid kid."

After leaving Grandpa Gougou's house, Luo Yihang went to the town.

There is a hardware store on the roadside outside the town that also does electric welding.

Luo Yihang pushed the door open and stated his request.

Ma Zhitao said it is best to use two-layer racks with 60 centimeters of space between the layers to place the mushroom bags. Although this method takes up a lot of space, the mushrooms produced are of good quality and are easier to manage.

When I discussed my requirements with the people in the store, the boss agreed immediately and said it was very simple.

Just use angle iron to weld a rectangular frame, add a few beams in the middle, and lay a layer of sauna board on top to use as a flat surface to place things.

Then weld the legs with square steel.

Finally, it was just a two-story building. The shop owner patted his chest and guaranteed, "Not to mention 500 kilograms, even 1,000 kilograms wouldn't collapse. If it collapses, you'll tear my shop down."

Because they need to be harvested, the mushroom bags cannot be spread out flat, so four racks are made. One rack can hold 500 kilograms, and each layer only has more than 200 kilograms, which is indeed not very heavy.

Square steel and angle iron are available at hardware stores, and sauna boards are also available at the wood store next door. They are all ready-made.

After agreeing on the price, Luo Yihang asked them to prepare the materials according to the size today and bring them to the mountain to weld them on site tomorrow.

First thing’s first.

After leaving the hardware store, Luo Yihang entered the town and the only 200-meter commercial street.

There is a store inside that sells building materials, as well as bathroom fixtures and lighting.

In fact, it’s just a big place, and they sell everything.

Luo Yihang went in and took a look around, and he had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

Without saying a word, he came out and went straight to Qiangwa.
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The sun was already a little strong in the afternoon in May.

So Qiangwa didn’t lie in front of the store to bask in the sun today, he lay inside the store.

Luo Yihang got off the motorcycle, walked into the store and walked behind Qiang Wa. He rubbed his hands and hit Qiang Wa on the forehead with a "bang".

The sound is equally crisp.

"What!" Qiangwa was frightened and almost fell off the chair again.

He looked up and saw that it was Luo Yihang, and he cursed, "You idiot!"

"You idiot!" Luo Yihang was rude and cursed back, "I asked you to find the goods for me, but you are sleeping here. You haven't done any work."

Asking someone to do something for you is reasonable, but even if you are not justified, you still feel strong.

"What happened to you, kid? It's just a phone call. Here you go!" Qiangwa was very arrogant and really justified. He slapped a notebook to Luo Yihang and went to wash his face while rubbing his belly.

Luo Yihang smiled, pulled up a chair and sat down.

Written in the notebook are the specifications and quotations given by the edible fungi research institutes that were contacted.

Ma Zhitao gave six contact numbers and crossed out two of them on the notebook, which means there are four companies that can supply goods.

Qiang Wa came out and pointed at the notebook and introduced it to Luo Yihang, "These two companies said they wanted too little, so they won't give it to you."

Pointing to the top one, he said, "I think the one from Shouguang Edible Fungi Research Institute is suitable. Jianhong Fungi Industry under them has the corncob base material you mentioned. Your formula is called 'No. 4' in their specification and is considered to be a relatively expensive one."

"The standard specifications are 3.8 kilograms per bag. The price for the oyster mushroom strains is 6 yuan per bag. However, the quantity we want is small, so we only send it to the logistics department, and the freight is borne by ourselves."

"I asked around and this one has a good reputation. Others are either expensive or require you to pick up the goods yourself, which is troublesome."

What is professionalism? This is professionalism!

Luo Yihang took out his cell phone and did the math. Two thousand kilograms would require 260 bags, which would only cost a little over yuan, which was indeed not much.

"How much is the freight? It must be one ton."

"That's Shouguang!" He even dragged out the word Shouguang, and said it proudly. "There are so many trucks transporting agricultural supplies from Shouguang every day. I have an acquaintance, so I asked him to take it with me when he came. I will give him two or three hundred yuan to buy cigarettes when we get there."

"Is this considered private work? Is it okay?" Luo Yihang felt a little confused.

Qiang Wa waved his hand and said, "What's wrong with that? I'll take you to buy the seedlings from the transportation team of Old Man Liu's family. Just let him know."

Luo Yihang gave a thumbs up, "Master Luo is awesome! I will listen to you. From now on, if you have any instructions, I will obey you without hesitation."

This sounds good.

Qiangwa is looking great in his style.

The man behind the horse has changed his face...

Luo Yihang pulled Qiang Wa up and said, "Come on, come with me and bargain for a while."

"No, you just said you wanted to be my little brother, but now it's like I'm doing things for you. You can't change your attitude so quickly..."

(End of this chapter)