The King of Quick Transmigration took the wrong cannon fodder script!

Chapter 88 The Pocket Sister of the School Belle (87)
After finally confirming the windfall, Kubota's agent directly brought all the main micro-tillers and weeding machines in his warehouse to Yougoubian Village.

With the big toy, the old man is no longer sluggish, and is full of energy.

After watching it for half an hour, I was so itchy that I had to do it myself, and I couldn't stop after getting started.

"Uncle, take a break and drink some water, I'll dig the ground for you!"

"I'll come, I'll come! This thing is quite simple, much easier than driving a tractor."

Six and 70-year-old old men have had enough fun, four and 50-year-old middle-aged people keep up, and young people can't line up at all.

You Yu shook his head: Man, until death is a boy!
He directly asked the agent to put all five micro tillage machines into the ground, and in less than two hours, the four-acre seedling shed of You Yu's family was overturned.

This micro tillage machine is said to be the most popular among farmers in Sakura Country. It weighs 50kg and can be used continuously for 1 hours with 2 liter of oil. The maximum tillage width is 60cm, and the deep plowing can reach 15cm.

On closer inspection, the turned over silt is quite fluffy.

Want it!Hard to get!
There are a total of 160 tillers and weeders, plus orders for transplanters and vegetable harvesters.

You Yu took the price of Sakura Country offered by Ichiro Watanabe, and the dealer's face changed again and again.

Let’s say more than 200 million orders, the profit margin is only less than 20, can he still do it?

General Manager You: "This is just the beginning of our cooperation. A powerful company like ours will only place more and more orders in the next two to three years. Only small profits can make more sales!"

The agent looked around. A new company registered less than a month ago used the living room of a rural self-built house 20 years ago as an office.

I don't know how the other party positions itself as a "powerful enterprise"? !

In the end, I reluctantly signed a contract, and I was able to deliver all the tillage machines, weeding machines and other equipment to the villagers' homes a year ago.

On her 21st birthday, You Yu gave her mother a big red envelope worth 8000 yuan.

On the phone, You Yu said sweetly: "Mom, I booked a private room at XX Wang. Their family has been cooking Sichuan cuisine and river seafood for decades, and your favorite Ba Yuer (scientific name is Shi Cengyu), which is said to be from fish. All kinds of condiments were airlifted from Chengdu to Beijing on the same day.”

Ye Guimei habitually declined: "No, no, what do you do in a restaurant? I can buy a lot of catties of fish for 200 yuan!"

She hasn't woken up from the big red envelope sent to her by her little daughter, why did she invite guests again?

You Yu could only show unreasonableness again: "Today is my birthday, and I said I should treat guests! Anyway, I have already paid the money, and you will not return it if you don't go to other people's house."

Not only did he pay in advance, but You Yu also ordered all the signature dishes in the restaurant.

Millet mother: The seasonal price of 800 yuan per catty wild rock clam is said to be the favorite of her mother-in-law, what kind of family?

You Ci: Just ask, what should I give my mother on my birthday?Waiting online, urgent.

You Rui: Holy crap, when the Qingyi River flooded and the tide ebbed when I was a child, the wild bass that could be caught by removing the big rocks were so expensive when transported to Beijing!I feel like I'm missing a million dollars.
Su's mother's doubts were answered the next day, and the Sichuan TV station's report arrived late.

"In 3000, the Qingyi River plain gave birth to a hundred-yuan price Mo Song." The title is the last stubbornness of the deputy county magistrate, and the effect is unexpectedly good.

You Lijun watched You Ci's saved video several times, and couldn't believe his eyes.

On the phone, there was a bit of exasperation: "Why didn't you tell me, huh?! I sold all the vegetable sprouts abroad for 100 yuan a catty! I even started a company because I was afraid of getting rich, mother (father) In your light?"

You Yu took his time, and started the trick of deception in front of her grandfather:

"Dad, why spend money on advertising! 100 yuan a catty of vegetable sprouts can't pick up a few catties per acre of land, and our family only has a few acres of land. Don't you know? The company, the company is just a shell, plus With me and grandma, there are only a few employees. If we have to pay taxes to the country, we just earn gas money, what kind of money do we get?"

"real or fake?"

"Children!"

You Lijun was dubious, he couldn't find anything from his father, so he couldn't ask other people in the same village about his company, right?

Grandpa You curled his lips. It is not uncommon for him to show off to his son with his current status. He is not a player of the same level, so he disdains it.

What was more shocking than You Lijun was Lao Yang. He was familiar with the address in the news, and he had written the express delivery many times.

The name and the registered name of the fruit and vegetable company also match with someone he knows well.

Knock Youyu crazy on Q.

Lao Yang earns his loneliness:
[Mr. You, the general manager of Princess Pea Fruit and Vegetable Company! 】

【Calling Your Royal Highness.】

[After more than two years of friendship, I just worked so hard to get you forty catties of pumpkin seeds. You can't just throw your old brother over the wall afterwards, can you? 】

[Can you ask me weakly, what kind of Qingjiang Mo Siong is it?Where is the origin! 】

After selling seeds for more than ten years, Lao Yang is not convinced. His big client actually climbed the wall and found a better variety than the seeds in his hand.

The point is, he asked all the major seed companies and agricultural colleges, but he couldn't find out the source.

Can we still be friends happily?
You Yu is not guilty at all:
Princess and the Pea: [A company with three or four people is at most a studio.Lao Yang, I didn't grow Hongshan cabbage stalks. Qingjiang Mo Siong is a hybrid that was researched by others. 】

Lao Yang felt lonely: [Can you sell me some seeds?There have been a lot of people asking about Qingjiang Mosong recently, and I blocked them all for you. 】

Princess and the Pea: [Others will definitely not be able to buy it, Lao Yang, you are different, I can help you get 2000 grams in a few months. 】

Lao Yang felt lonely: [2000 grams of seeds is too little, right? 】

Princess and the Pea: [The germination rate of the seeds I gave you is not average, 2000g can plant [-] acres of land, but this seed can no longer be kept for planting. 】

Lao Yang just made himself lonely: [. That's fine, I have an explanation to others. 】

The timing of Sichuan Provincial TV’s report was well chosen. Colleagues who are interested in Qingjiang ink cabbage are busy supplying them during the Spring Festival.

After the Spring Festival, it's spring sowing again, and when they finish their work, the vegetable sprouts will soon be off the market.

Years ago, many young people who were working outside were called home one after another.

You Yu's two cousins ​​finally returned to their hometowns before moving to a new home.

Yangcheng, a network technology company.

"Ah Kuan, have you really thought about it?" An old employee who has worked for three years is about to leave, and the boss's face is quite displeased.

"Yes, boss! My grandparents are in their 70s and are in poor health."

"Hmph! After leaving Yangcheng, how much money can you earn by farming in your hometown? When you are young, if you don't save some money, will you get sick when you are old?"

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(End of this chapter)