Shanwa Small Rich Farmers

  While humming a little song, while taking care of a big goose, Wen Nu is going to try the old way's recipe at night, to see if it can be made into the taste that the old way just took out of the bag.

He was busy working happily when Yan Dong's figure appeared at the door, he stretched his head to look inside, saw Wen Xu sitting in the yard plucking goose feathers, he immediately walked in with a smile, when he entered the yard, He even beckoned, and a tall and big old black came in behind him. This guy was at least 1.95 to 2 meters tall, and he was quite strong. He looked tall and played basketball with him. like.

   "Are you back?" Yan Dong greeted Wen Xu.

   "Hmm!" Seeing that there were still guests, Wen Xu immediately stood up from the bench, and gave Lao Hei a look of displeasure, indicating that it was hard to shake hands with him because his hands were full of water.

   Yan Dong introduced at this time: "This is Joe, our new Truffle American partner!" After speaking, he said to Lao Hei: "This is Xu, the largest shareholder of our company and the chairman of the board of directors!"

   "What kind of chairman, it's just a name." Wen Xu's words were in English.

Who would have thought that Old Hei would overwhelm Wen Xu with the first mouthful, fluent in standard Mandarin: "It's okay, I can speak Chinese, I have studied in Peking University before, and I have also stayed in China for eight years! I am an old friend up".

  Wen Xu smiled and said, "No wonder you speak Chinese so well. If you don't look at your appearance, you can't tell that you are a foreigner on the phone with your accent."

   "That's right!" Joe smiled proudly.

  Wen Xu asked Yan Dong: "How is today?"

"The past few days have been good, and I don't know how to do it. The colder the weather here, the higher the output of truffles. Now I can harvest two to three hundred catties a day! Everyone is getting more and more proficient, and you are everywhere here. They are all treasures," Yan Dong said happily.

   "Is the market good?" Wen Xu asked again.

Yan Dong said proudly: "It's not a question of whether the market is good or not, but that the market is very good, very good. Among all the truffles that are on the market now, our quality is the highest and the fragrance is the most intense. Otherwise, Joe wouldn't have come all the way here Talk about cooperation!"

  Wen Xu didn't quite understand why the sales here were so good and he still wanted to cooperate with this black beauty named Qiao. Wouldn't it be over by himself? Hearing that Truffle was a partner, Wen Xu thought the sales were not very good.

  But Wen Xu wasn't so stupid as to ask this question now, but brought the matter up with a hum.

   Seeing that Wen Xu didn't speak, Yan Dong smiled and mentioned one more thing: "By the way, your truffle was sold in the auction!"

   "If you didn't mention it, I'd forget about it. How much did you sell for?" Wen Xu asked casually.

"Excluding all the messy expenses, there are still two hundred and seventy thousand dollars left to you. I brought you the check today." Yan Dong took out the check folder from his arms and pulled it out. A check was handed to Wen Xu.

  Wen Xu immediately replied after hearing the $270,000: "So much?"

"It must be so much. It is Joe's idea to sell so high. Without him, the price would have dropped by at least one-third. Our thinking was a bit wrong before. Why can't we sell Chinese products at such a high price? , in the eyes of foreigners, we just don't have a strong character, we don't know how to dress up like a little girl..."

   Seeing that Yan Dong was about to teach himself another vivid economics lesson, Wen Xu immediately raised her hand: "Where to eat tonight?"

  When Yan Dong heard about the meal, he no doubt changed the subject immediately: "Can I eat at your house?"

   "Are you used to Chinese food?" Wen Xu turned to Qiao and asked.

  Joe nodded immediately: "As long as you are not American-style Chinese food, I will be used to it!"

  Joe has stayed in China for a long time, and he has almost trained his stomach into two modes of Chinese and American. Instead, it looks like American Chinese food, or he can't stand Chinese American food.

  This black old beauty is quite humorous! Wen Xin thought.

   "That's alright, I'll roast a goose at night, and I'll also get some sausage fish and ground pot chicken! Do you think it's okay?" Wen Xu said.

   Without waiting for Yan Dong's answer, Qiao said, "Sichuan flavor?"

  Seeing Wen Xu nodding, Qiao nodded in satisfaction: "That's excellent!"

  Wen Xu almost went astray mentally, as if he had watched some TV series.

   Just like this, Wen Xu signaled Yan Dong to put on gloves to pluck the goose feathers, and Wen Xu got up to catch the chicken again, and Joe also asked for a pair of gloves to help pluck the goose feathers together.

   Wen Xu went out and took only two steps, when she heard the voice of her daughter-in-law behind her: "Are you back?"

   Turning his head, Wen Xu saw that Shi Shangzhen had put on the hood, so he said very satisfied: "I'm back, why are you back so early today, is it snowing?"

   "No, I'm going out soon. By the way, don't cook tonight. Let's go to grandpa's house to eat. Brother Shangwu is here. We have to go to the province after dinner," Shi Shangzhen said.

"That can't be done. Yan Dong brought a foreigner who cooperates here and wants to eat at home. I think so, you go to grandpa's place to eat, and I will greet guests at home. Brother Shangwu is not an outsider anyway. Wait for me when the time comes." The goose is roasted, and I will send half of it to you, what do you think?"

Speaking of this, Wen Xu remembered that Yan Dong had given the check just now, so she took it out of her arms and walked up to Shi Shangzhen and handed it over: "This is the money from the big truffle auction last time, and it was quite expensive. Much higher than expected.”

   "Two hundred and seventy thousand dollars? This is really high enough," Shi Shangzhen said with a smile.

After hearing this, Wen Xu asked curiously: "How did you know the $270,000 before you read the check?" After thinking for a while, she couldn't help but reached out and patted her head: "I see, it must have been promoted by Yan Dong, If he doesn't say it, he will definitely be suffocated to death, I said why the production of truffles is getting higher and higher now, he is really a profiteer!"

  Shi Shangzhen said with a smile: "This is also a good thing! Everyone has an extra income, and Xudong is almost the leader in the acquisition of this piece of truffle." Shi Shangzhen said with a smile.

Wen Xu is not interested in what is the leader or not. It is no wonder that Xu Dong is not the leader. It is basically impossible for the truffle dealers from all over the country to collect truffles from Wenjia Village, because their intermediate links are too large. Too much, and they paid Bu Xudong a price, except for the small truffles that Xu Dong didn't want or the substandard truffles, they couldn't receive any goods, such as Lao Qin, who is an old hand in the mountains, when he arrived in Wuma Lake The truffles were picked nearby, and the first choice was Xudong. After being cheated by a trafficker once, a few veterans also sold good and large truffles to Xudong.

   "Guan Jian is looking at next year!" Wen Xu said.

  Shi Shangzhen asked: "What's the matter?"

"Next year everyone agrees to harvest after autumn, which is naturally the right choice. If some people rush to pick in summer and put money in their pockets first, it won't be long before the truffle producing area of ​​Wumahu may become the first truffle producing area. "Two Southern Production Areas" Wen Xu was a little worried. People are greedy. As long as this thing is not guaranteed to make money, some people will go digging those immature truffles in summer in exchange for a tenth of the original price and stuff them into their own pockets.

Some things are not their own, and everyone is afraid that they will not be able to sell them for money. Anyway, the land is not their own, and the truffles are not their own. Even if they sell an extra penny, it is their own. If you are immature, wait for it to mature. If someone else picks it up and you don’t have any money, you can pick it early, and who will wait for it to mature! Unless no one wants it! Sometimes things go wrong because things are not yours.

  Shi Shangzhen said with a smile: "Then you tell Uncle Zhou, this matter must be ruthless to control this unhealthy trend!"

   "Tell me," Wen Xin said with a smile.

   "This money?"

   "Put it away, alas, there is nothing useful for it!" Wen Xu said.

   "Or buy gold bars?" Shi Shangzhen asked.

   Both of them have fallen into the gold pit now, as long as they have money, they will buy gold bars, and then Shi Shangzhen doesn't ask where Wen Xu is hiding, anyway, one is responsible for buying and the other is responsible for hiding and cooperating seamlessly.

   "Let's just do it," said Wen Xu.

   After the couple finished talking, one went to catch the chicken, and the other went back to the house to get things.

Wen Xu quickly brought out a chicken, and when he returned to the yard, Shi Shangzhen had already left the yard, took care of everything with Yan Dong and old Hei Meiqiao, and took care of the goose. When it was done, the three of them went back to the house to chat.

Joe, a dark old beauty, is quite humorous, but this kind of humor is not the kind of ordinary black people who immediately make mistakes when they speak, and whose body trembles unsteadily. This Joe can see that he has a good education background, and always make people feel comfortable whether talking or talking about things.

   After waiting for the goose to be roasted, Wen Xu sent half of it to Mr. Shi's side, and when he came back, he put on an apron and started cooking. The three of them were also in a hurry, and they just chatted while cooking.

   "Okay, severe winter, clear the table!"

  Wen Xu saw that the pot full of ground pot chicken was ready, so he called Yan Dong to set the table.

   "Why don't we eat outside!" Yan Dong said: "There is a hot pot and wine, how boring it is to eat indoors!"

  Joe immediately nodded and said, "Good! Good!"

As soon as Wen Xu heard that the two guests had said this, it was hard for him as the host to say anything, the host could do whatever he wanted, so he nodded, and the three of them cooked the hot roast goose, the steaming fat sausage fish, and the stuffed pork belly together. A large pot full of ground pot chicken with red peppers was carried to the wooden couch in the yard, and the three of them each took a flannel cushion and sat under their buttocks.

   "White or red? Wuliangye and Moutai have everything you need for baijiu here, and the red one is the French product you sent me last time when I got married." Seeing the two of them sitting down, Wen Wen asked.

   Yan Dong thought of something at this time: "Didn't you brew a batch of red wine? How is the brewing going? Get some and come and taste it?"

  If Yan Dong hadn't mentioned it, Wen Xu would have hardly thought about it. The wine he brewed has been stored in the space for several months. It is estimated that it will take some time for it to be calculated based on putting it outside.

"Then you wait, I'll get you some to taste, just to help me distinguish what kind of flavor it is!" Wen Xu immediately agreed when he heard it, turned around and went into the room to get two bottles of Moutai, and then Just went into the cellar.

  Going into the cellar is not to get the wine, but to avoid the eyes of the two of them. The oak barrels in the cellar are not filled with wine, they are all filled with water, just for show. The real wine is hidden in the space.

  Opened the oak barrel, Wen Xu directly stored the bottle and picked up a portion of several kinds of wine, wrote down the labels and took them out together.

Wenxu's wine is divided according to the amount of sugar on the table. For Wenxu, he naturally likes sweet and sour tastes, and Yandong's side is similar. In the end, the three of them like two kinds of wine, and Hei Laomei Qiao is He was full of praise for Wen Xu's wine brewed without adding sugar.

I saw Qiao gently shaking the bosom in his hand, watching the bright red wine dripping down the wall of the cup, leaving a faint hanging cup, stretching out his head from time to time to smell the fragrance of the wine in the cup, and kept saying: "This One of the best wines I've ever had!"

   "If you like it, drink a few more glasses, and I'll get you ten liters when you leave!" Wen Xu was quite hospitable, and when he heard the guests liked it, he immediately said that he would bring it for you when he left!

  Who knew that Joe smiled and put down the wine glass in his hand: "Xu, how much wine do you produce a year?"

   "If it's all brewed, it will look like a dozen barrels!" Wen Xu said.

  Although the grapes in the space can be picked infinitely, it is so strange to pick dozens of hectares of grapes from such a large vineyard outside Wenxu.

  Joe put down his glass: "If it can be of this level, I am willing to represent your red wine! My request is that the quality should be guaranteed, and only 800 bottles will be brewed every year, no more!"

   "Selling wine?" Wen Xu was a little unhappy here, he is not short of money! What do you want so much money for? He lives in a small village all day and doesn't want to travel around the world, and he doesn't need to buy a plane! What do you want so much money for?