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Chapter two hundred and seventy-ninth jealous

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It is only a walk to the back mountain and it takes an hour and a half to get there.

If there are villagers who are idle, they will go and have a look.

Mo Xiangshan knew that his family had made money, and many people were jealous.

Besides, he will not cherish his own treasures. If someone is willing to graft him, he can sell the pear branches rewarded by the pear tree god in his house.

In this way, he has another sum of money to help others, and the best of both worlds.

Everyone was willing to follow, but he didn't say anything.

Seeing that Ma Qiang followed his grandfather to the back mountain, Mo Xiaomi finally felt relieved. Lihua Bay was probably going to undergo major changes.

When we arrived at the back mountain, an elderly widowed man in the village was looking at the pear orchard for Mo Xiangshan in a built-in a pergola so that the children and thieves would not cause trouble.

Of course, it’s not just a waste of asking someone to come and see him. Mo Xiangshan will give him ten dollars a day.

Ma Qiang was a little surprised when he saw the pear trees in the back mountain. The not-tall pear trees were densely hung with golden pears on them. He was worried that these pear branches could not hold on to the heavy fruits.

"Uncle, I bought all of them, one 500 pounds." Ma Qiang said, "But I ask you to put grass in the basket to avoid the golden pears being damaged during transportation. They will be sent to the Sancha Road. I will drive there to transport them."

"Oh, it's another one-five!" Mo Xiangqian was excited after following me. Oh my god, this year, with the golden pears from my uncle's house, it is estimated that they can sell for less than 20,000 yuan.

After hearing this, Mo Xiangshan nodded. He was quite satisfied with the price.

"Okay, then when will you want it?" Mo Xiangshan asked, "It's already mature, but I have calculated that even if my golden pear is ripe, it can be kept for more than 20 days without changing."

"Really?" Ma Qiang was surprised. If this is the case, it would be even better. Even if there are too many acquisitions in the future, there is no need to worry about not being able to sell it at one time, causing losses. Just rent a warehouse and put it in a slow way.

"Of course it's true, it's still room temperature. If your temperature is lower, it can be stored for a longer time." Mo Xiangshan explained.

"That's great. We will be in Sancha Road the morning after tomorrow. Today we will calculate how many golden pears a basket will be. Then we will directly calculate the number of Kuang baskets, so we don't have to weigh them one by one, saving time and effort." Ma Qiang suggested that he could also deliver the goods to the city as quickly as possible.

"Okay!" Mo Xiangshan was naturally happy, "I have estimated it here, it can be seven or eight thousand kilograms. You probably have to get a big cart."

"That's natural." Ma Qiang said, "I'll give you half the deposit today and the remaining half, and I'll give you the money on the spot when I get in the car."

Mo Xiangshan nodded and agreed to such a payment method.

After Ma Qiang had lunch, he hurried back to the county town. He still had a lot of things to do!

Since Ma Qiang left, Mo Xiangqian has stopped leaving Mo Xiangshan's house, and almost everyone in the village is jealous.

"Uncle, you have become rich this year. Our Lihua Bay has been poor for so many years. You have to pull out the villagers." Mo Xiangqian has gained prestige in the village because of the crew. Now that Mo Xiangshan has made money, he also hopes to lead the villagers to increase their income.

Mo Xiangshan smiled, smoked a dry tobacco, and said, "Haha, Xingqian, you know who I am. Last year, the reason I didn't say it was because I didn't know whether the tree planting I bought from outside could be good. I didn't expect that I could collect so many golden pears this year, and I was also shocked. Now that my family has made money, I naturally cannot forget the villagers."

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