Super little Shennong

Chapter 92 Building a Greenhouse

Wu Zhongguo didn't understand Wu Xie's thoughts, and Wu Xie didn't want to explain. Parents' money was saved piece by piece. It was hard-earned money. He didn't dare to ask, otherwise, he would fail at that time, how would he face it? Parents, so the money has to be found elsewhere.

Last time I saved tens of thousands of dollars from the sale of grapes, and there was still a little money I got from Li Ziming and the others at the beginning, plus Zhang Ming’s share with himself during this period, Wu Xie also had nearly 10 yuan. It's ten thousand yuan.

"Dad, I'm going to build a restaurant, what do you think?" During the meal, Wu Xie put forward his idea.

"The restaurant is not easy. You still need to find a house and a cook. These are all money. The most important thing depends on where you open it?" Wu Zhongguo said.

"Just open it in the village and transform our house into a restaurant, so we don't need to rent anything. As for the chef, it's just you and mom. Your skills are good, and it's easy to cook some farm dishes." Wu Xie said.

"Boy, what are you doing? Why are you so abnormal recently? Did you get stimulated by something?" Sun Hong stretched out her hand and touched Wu Xie's head, with a surprised expression on her face.

Wu Zhongguo was also a little angry, he felt that Wu Xie was going too far, and he could reluctantly accept some of the previous demands, but now, restaurants are all opened in the village, so what is this?

Lijia Village is not rich, and the villagers in the village only earn 50 yuan for a day's work. Who would be willing to go to a restaurant to eat?

"Mom and Dad, I'm fine, I just want to discuss with you, and since I want to build this restaurant, it must not only be as simple as just a restaurant, I also want to build a picking garden." Wu Xie said.

"Picking garden? What picking garden?" Sun Hong asked.

"You don't understand these things, but as your sons, you still don't believe me." Wu Xie said.

"I believe in your evil, which makes you more and more courageous." Wu Zhongguo said angrily, obviously not intending to believe Wu Xie.

"Boy, listen to the mother, let's not do this anymore. You have some money on hand now, save it first, and then marry Xiao Hua and give birth to a big fat boy." Sun Hong cared most about Wu Xie's marriage.

"Mom, this little flower is still in school, so it's too early to talk about getting married." Wu Xie looked helpless.

"If you go to school, go to school, what does that matter, at worst, get engaged first, get married immediately after graduation, and have a big fat grandson." Sun Hong is quite avant-garde in this regard, and Wu Xie is speechless.

"Mom, we are now discussing about my opening a restaurant."

"No need to discuss, open a restaurant, if you have the ability, drive us two old bones out." Wu Zhongguo put down the bowl and chopsticks and left. Sun Hong tried her best to persuade Wu Xie to give up this idea, which is simply a fantasy.

After eating, Wu Xie went back to the room and sat on the bedside to meditate. It seemed that this matter did not go as smoothly as expected. The first trouble came from his parents.

Wu Xie thought about it all afternoon, and felt that since he wanted to build a picking garden, it would be best to have a restaurant in the village, so that the people who came to pick it could have a meal, so they wouldn't have to go to the town for a meal, right? , This is another way of making money.

Moreover, Wu Xie also planned to discuss with Wang Dazhu that he would also get a piece of his family's fish pond, so that others could pick it, and they could also catch fish along the way. At that time, the fish caught would be calculated according to how much a catty would cost.

At the beginning, there must be no income. After all, the reputation is not big, and there are not many customers. Naturally, it is impossible to make ends meet. Therefore, the main investment in the early stage is investment, and only in the later stage can the funds be slowly withdrawn.

Wu Xie obviously didn't have enough money, so he considered using his home as a restaurant. Anyway, it's not far from the picking garden, and he saved the money to build a house, so he only needs to buy more desks and chairs.

But now Wu Zhongguo's attitude is very tough, and Wu Xie doesn't know how to persuade him. If it doesn't work, he can only go to Wang Daquan, hoping to use the village chief's face to persuade the old man.

It's just that the strawberry field has to be done first. Since it's a picking garden, it should be covered with a shed first. Otherwise, anyone will be able to enter by then, or they won't know if they tell it. back.

Wu Xie contacted Zhang Ming and asked him to go to the county to find some such contacts for himself and cover the strawberry fields.

"Xiao Wu, don't you plan to build a greenhouse in your strawberry field?" Zhang Ming said.

It costs thousands of dollars to build a greenhouse. With such a large area, a lot of materials are needed.

"That was before, but it's different now. I suddenly want to build a shed, so I have to trouble Brother Ming." Wu Xie said.

"Our two brothers are still talking about whether it is troublesome or not. Your business is my business. Besides, without you, my peaches have not been sold yet." Zhang Ming said.

"Then thank you Brother Ming, you don't have to worry about the money, just go get it, as long as it's done well." Wu Xie said.

If the greenhouse is to be covered, it is actually not without benefits. The ripe strawberries will not fall off so easily, and the preservation of strawberries also has a high chance of survival, and the temperature in the greenhouse is more suitable.

Zhang Ming is also vigorous and resolute in his work, and he is absolutely unambiguous. On the second day, he found a few masters and drove a large truck. The car had no way to drive into the ground, so it had to stop far away, and then seven or eight people were busy. Get up, build a shelf and build a greenhouse.

After receiving Zhang Ming's call, Wu Xie went inside to see that the construction had already started, and seven or eight people were busy working.

"These people are all masters, and you can rest assured by entrusting the matter to them." Zhang Ming said.

"I believe you, Brother Ming." Wu Xie gave Zhang Ming a cigarette.

"Xiao Wu, don't you plan to sell your strawberries in the market?" Zhang Ming looked at Wu Xie and seemed to feel something.

"Brother Ming, not bad, you can guess all of this." Wu Xie smiled.

"I'm just guessing wildly. It costs thousands of dollars to build a greenhouse casually. You didn't need to spend this money in the first place, but now you have spent it, so I guess you must have other plans." Zhang Said clearly.

"Brother Ming, to be honest, I really don't intend to sell it in the market. I am planning to create a picking garden." Wu Xie said.

"Picking garden? What is this thing?" Zhang Ming asked. Although he has entered the city more times, Zhang Ming still has a layer of unchanging thoughts in his bones. Naturally, he doesn't understand these things, but he looks at Wu Xie full of Looking forward, it seems that Wu Xie can always create miracles.

(End of this chapter)