Chapter 58. Salary increased more than ten times, are you happy?

After seeing the guests off, Luo Yihang smiled and shook his head.

They chatted for two hours and negotiated for ten minutes, and eight of these ten minutes were spent competing for quotas.

Even though the process is tortuous, it’s fine as long as the result is good.

Two big customers divided up all the vegetables in the field at once, saving us a lot of trouble later.

It’s so beautiful.

the phone is ringing.

"Hey, Brother Luo, good news, good news, I'm telling you."

It was Liu Yang on the other end of the phone. He started yelling as soon as I picked up the phone. This was inconsistent with his usual personality. He seemed very excited.

Luo Yihang responded with one sound, really just one sound.

There was a lot of crackling noise over there showing off.

"I distributed the vegetables you gave me to my neighbors. I knocked on every door and they all thought they were great. A lot of people asked about them these past two days. I counted them for you. They're more than 20 kilograms in total. I think they're a bit expensive. If I need them for a long time, can you give me a discount?"

"Ah...this..."

Expand production!

We must expand production!

The demands of the Third Middle School and the Municipal Hospital are far from being met.

What's more, Luo Yihang had just personally cut off the community group purchase that he had always wanted.

Expand, must expand.

Anyway, we have the money, so let’s do it!
But that’s a story for later.

Well now.

Luo Yihang stood on the ridge of the field and shouted, "Dad, everyone has left, come back."

After shouting, he sent another message to Zhang Guiqin.

Hearing the shout, Luo Cheng responded with a "Come here" and came out of the field with the box in his hand.

He was very busy this morning. Putting on a play was not a big deal, but measuring the dimensions and digging holes in the fields was extremely troublesome. He didn't even have time to drink a sip of water.

So when Luo Cheng got home, he started by drinking guzzle from the teacup.

As soon as he put down his teacup, Zhang Guiqin also came in.

She took advantage of the morning to visit Aunt Li in the village, and only came back after receiving a letter from her son.

The old couple went home and looked at their son straight in the eyes, "What?", "How was the talk?"

There is really no tacit understanding and we can't even speak in unison.

Luo Yihang slammed the two agreements on the table, looking very proud.

Luo Cheng and Zhang Guiqin moved in unison this time and quickly grabbed one each.

Skip the first part and turn to the last page.

The last page has the price.

"What? Sold them all?"

"What? You're selling it for fifteen yuan, how can you be so cruel?"

"What? Do you want people to come up and pull it themselves?"

"What? Why is there no stamp this time? It can't be fake."

The old couple were startled and asked a lot of questions like a machine gun. Luo Yihang listened with his feet crossed and a smile on his face. He knew that the two old people were not really asking questions, but just expressing their excitement.

But the last question needs an explanation. "Last time, the herbal medicine factory definitely wanted it, and what they brought was a formal contract. This time, they still need to go through the formalities, so we just signed an agreement first, and we'll change the seal next time. Besides, it was introduced by Sui Wa and Teacher Zhang, so how could it be fake?"

"Oh, from now on, Sui Wa and Yue Wa won't have to pay for the food." Zhang Guiqin responded casually, obviously not taking it to heart. She was just asking nonsense questions.

Most of his thoughts were spent on counting on his fingers, "15 for one pound, 15 for ten pounds, 150 for one hundred pounds, 1500 for one hundred pounds, 4500 for three hundred pounds. 4500 for one day, 4500 for ten days, 45000 for one month, how much is one month?"

I don't have enough fingers.

"Thirteen thousand and five hundred." Luo Yihang continued.

"What! Is this a lot?" Zhang Guiqin didn't believe it, waved her hands and went into the inner room to find a calculator.

Even though she had it on the phone in her pocket, she didn't even think about it.

Luo Cheng was in a similar situation, rubbing his hands, rubbing his face, scratching his hair, frowning and laughing, and nothing seemed right.

Neither of them was so excited when Poria cocos sold for more than 200,000 yuan a few days ago.

That's not the case.

In the old couple's concept, Poria cocos is extra money, free money.

It’s different in the vegetable garden. It’s a fixed annual income, equivalent to the salary from working.

The main source of income for Luo Cheng and Zhang Guiqin's family comes from more than six acres of vegetable fields, half an acre of pepper, half an acre of mud pond, more than two acres of corn, and a ginkgo forest.

Among them, vegetable fields account for the bulk of income.

One acre of open field can produce 7,000 to 8,000 kilograms of vegetables a year, such as cucumbers, eggplants, tomatoes, etc. Excluding the time for seedlings to grow and the winter, the harvest period is about half a year, and the purchase price at the farm is only 50 to 80 cents. The bulk of the produce comes from the two acres of greenhouses, which are used for planting all year round. Several crops of leafy vegetables can be grown in a year, and each crop can produce several thousand kilograms.

However, leafy vegetables are not valuable in spring, summer and autumn, with the purchase price being only 30 to 50 cents per pound. They become more expensive in winter, with one pound selling for two yuan.

All in all, excluding the costs and the money I eat and give to relatives, I can earn more than 30,000 yuan a year from more than six acres of vegetable fields.

The other fields.

I can earn 3000 yuan a year from corn.

From half an acre of pepper, you can harvest about 100 kilograms, and the purchase price is 32 yuan per kilogram, so you can make a maximum of 4000 yuan.

Half an acre of water chestnuts can produce a thousand kilograms, and the purchase price is 5 to 7 yuan. After deducting the cost, you can make 3000 yuan a year.
The profits of Ginkgo biloba leaves and fruits are not very stable. If you do well, you can earn more than 20,000 yuan, but if you do poorly, you can only earn 6,000 to 7,000 yuan.

This is the income that Luo Cheng and his wife earn from farming, which totals 50,000 to 60,000 yuan a year.

When Luo Yihang was in college, the tuition and living expenses were high, and they had to do odd jobs for a few months during the slack season to make ends meet. The situation was far less than when the factory was still there.

Fortunately, the difficulties only lasted for two or three years.

Later, Luo Yihang graduated and started working, and was able to save money on tuition and living expenses. Every Spring Festival and the old couple’s birthdays, he would receive big red envelopes of 9999 and 6666 from his son.

Luo Cheng and his friends no longer went out to work and just stayed at home.

I don't want to be rich, but I just want to live a leisurely life and take care of my elderly parents.

But now the vegetables from the fields alone can be sold for 130,000 yuan a month, which is equivalent to a salary increase of more than ten times. They can't help but be excited.

But how do you make so much money?

"Did your kid really get some technology?"

It was Luo Cheng who asked the question.

No matter how much he believed in his son, no matter how slow he was, he could tell something was wrong.

Luo Yihang shrugged, spread his hands, and replied nonchalantly, "I met a god."

"Go away!" Luo Cheng raised his leg and kicked his son.

Luo Yihang ran away and went into the kitchen to ask his mother for a bite to eat.

At the same time, I muttered to myself that no one believed me when I told the truth, and it was not my fault.

Luo Cheng sighed, put his curiosity in his heart and didn't ask any more questions. Since he had agreed to let his son do whatever he wanted for the next six months, he would keep his word and inquire later.

During lunch, Luo Yihang mentioned, "Dad, I plan to open up some more fields. Let's go to the stage and take a look this afternoon."

Luo Cheng thought about it for a moment, then nodded and agreed, "Okay."

……

Had lunch.

Luo Yihang and Luo Cheng rode their scooters up to the platform.

After coming up, we did not turn left to go up the mountain, nor did we turn right to the river beach, but walked straight in along the cement road in the field that was paved that year.

Feeling the bumps under his butt, Luo Cheng sighed: "I haven't been here for several years. The road is rotten."

"This broken road was not repaired properly when it was built. There is only a thin layer of cement. It's not like it's rotten now. It rotted less than two years after it was repaired." Luo Yihang didn't tolerate it and clearly pointed out his father's mistake.

"It's only been a few years." Luo Cheng added.

Luo Yihang caught me again. "It's been almost twenty years."

After finally pointing out my dad's mistake, I not only have to point it out, but also tease him, "Dad, what's wrong with you? Your memory has deteriorated. Do you want to eat some walnuts to make up for it?"

"Get out!" Luo Cheng cursed, but did not do anything else in the car.

Teasing dad brings endless joy.

Of course, it's just a joke. Luo Cheng has a very good memory.

It's just that older people always remember things that happened a long time ago as if they happened not long ago.

For example, things that happened in 2000 are always thought to have happened in 2010.

Coincidentally, the road on the platform was built in 2000.

At that time, the factories below were doing well, so Ping'angou Village had money, many people, and plenty of fields.

We did a lot of infrastructure construction, repaired the roads on the platform and dug reservoirs.

However, the construction team we hired cut corners. When building the road, they didn't do much to prepare the roadbed and only laid a thin layer of cement on the top. It rotted away within two years.

After a few more years of struggling, the factory began to fail around 2006, and it collapsed very quickly. Within just two or three years, more than half of the employees were gone.

The villagers dispersed, and the fields on the platform became barren as no one cultivated them.

More than a decade has passed and the world has changed dramatically.

Luo Yihang's family's fields on the platform were also abandoned around that time.

To the point that now, the father and son can hardly remember where their fields are.

The father and son rode another seven or eight hundred meters along the broken cement road, turned right at the fork in the road at the intersection, and rode another four or five hundred meters.

Finally, I ran to the river beach...

(End of this chapter)