When he arrived at Tieshanwan, Li Shaoan went directly to the village committee and explained his purpose to Chen Baozhong. He immediately received support from the village committee and rented the village committee's auditorium to pile up millet.

Chen Baozhong took the initiative to use the village loudspeaker to help Li Shaoan promote it. In a short while, someone came up with the millet.

Outside the auditorium, there was a big table, and Wang Fang sat there, with an account book in front of him and a black waist bag, which contained money. This time he used the funds to acquire the millet.

Li Shaoan stood outside and received the fellow villagers who came to sell millet.

The first one to find Qian Xiaolin's seventh uncle Wang Guihua. Li Shaoan once brought fertilizers from the county town for her family, and this time the old couple came together.

"Shao Anwa, you are getting more and more glorious now." Wang Guihua held Li Shaoan's hand with a smile on her face.

"Everywhere, I rely on the help of the villagers." Li Shaoan said modestly.

"How much does it cost to collect millet?"

"Ermao."

The smile on Wang Guihua's face suddenly stiffened. When she heard this Ermao, her mood seemed to be frozen.

"So cheap?"

Li Shaoan apologized and said, "There is no way to do this. Milk is cheaper than rice, and the current market is like this, so I can only offer this price."

“Can’t you get higher?”

"It can't be high, and the market is like this, I can't do anything about it."

"Okay, Ermao is Ermao, I have a thousand kilograms here."

My wife gritted her teeth and thought to herself that there is not much millet at home anyway, and she can’t lose a lot of money by selling it. It’s always more at ease to exchange it for money in her hands.

Wang Guihua immediately pulled her wife back and apologized to Li Shaoan and said, "Sorry, Shaoanwa, I'll discuss it first."

"No problem, you can discuss it first." Li Shaoan said generously.

When he came to the side, his wife said anxiously: "What's wrong with you? Why don't you let me sell it?"

Wang Guihua grinned and said, "What are you anxious? He only accepts Ermao here. Do you know how much money does cashier Zhao charge?"

"How many?"

"Ermao Er!"

"It's two cents more!" said my wife excitedly.

"That's right!" Wang Guihua was also excited, "And cashier Zhao borrowed money first and then returned the corn. It was much more cost-effective than Li Shaoan's place."

"Hey, you said that, why don't we go to Mr. Zhao?"

"That's more important, of course, it's going to the higher side."

The old couple quietly discussed it, but finally decided to sell the millet to Zhao Xuemei. It would be twenty yuan more, and it would be twenty yuan for the family to take care of the food expenses for a month.

"Shao Anwa, I'm sorry. I just discussed with your uncle that this Guzi family must be kept and will not be sold for the time being." Wang Guihua apologized on her own initiative.

"What's wrong with this? This is how it's done." Li Shaoan didn't care at all.

Throughout the morning, many villagers came over to ask about the price, but once they heard that Li Shaoan's purchase price was only 2 cents, everyone's interest was blown away, and there were very few people willing to sell it.

Looking back at the empty auditorium, I thought a small hill would pile up, but now there is only a lonely sack.

"How many kilograms were collected in the morning?" Li Shaoan asked.

"Only one hundred kilograms..." Wang Fang stretched out her waist, let out a long sigh, leaned her upper body on the table, and said worriedly: "Manager, is our price too low? When the villagers heard it, they all shook their heads and were unwilling to sell us the millet."

Li Shaoan was secretly proud of himself. This was the result he wanted. The price of Ermao was actually far lower than the market price. Why was it so low? Because he didn't plan to actually collect millet from beginning to end.

He was here to collect millet with great fanfare. The villagers came here, but when they heard that the purchase price was only 2 cents, they all returned home in disappointment.

Naturally, the villagers who did not sell the corn will turn their attention to Zhao Xuemei, and more villagers will go directly to Zhao Xuemei and sell the corn to her.

"It's noon, let's put the millet harvest first, and go have lunch and rest for a while."

"Cartain Director, where can I eat?" Wang Fang asked with a smile.

"Go to my house, I have asked my sister-in-law to prepare the meal. Let's go there."

"That's so sorry. When I come back to the village, I will see your brother and sister-in-law."

Li Shaoan sneered in his heart, "What are you thinking? You just prepare a meal, just like you want to meet your parents." He can't let you hang it on the grain in the village, so he doesn't want to eat a meal."

When he arrived at the Li family, the virtuous Tan Hongxia had already prepared a table of delicious and delicious meals. The eldest brother Li Shaoguo, two nephews, third sister-in-law Ma Hui, and cousin Shen Chunlan were all there.

Seeing so many people, Wang Fang was shocked. He thought he was just a meal, but he didn't expect that it would be almost as close to the Li Jiajia banquet.

At the dinner table, after everyone greeted Wang Fang politely, the focus of their eyes naturally fell on Li Shaoan, and Wang Fang gradually became a foil, and in the end, they were almost forgotten. Only when Tan Hongxia remembered her would hello and eat more.

"Shao'an, what happened to you harvesting millet this time? I heard from the villagers that your price is very low and no one is willing to sell it." Li Shaoguo asked.

Li Shaoan explained: "This is also impossible. The market conditions are like this, so I can only offer this price. The buyer and seller belong to both parties. I didn't force the villagers to sell it."

Li Shaoguo nodded and said, "Brother doesn't understand these things either. You are more knowledgeable in your studies. I believe you know more about what you should do than me. In the future, you will only ask about these things. You will make your own decisions."

Ma Hui is very close to Li Shaoan now, and her relationship has improved greatly. She has not seen her own man for a long time. She pulled Li Shaoan and asked, "How is your third brother out there recently? Is that the case with his work?"

Li Shaoan said: "Don't worry, third sister-in-law, third brother is pretty good outside, it's much better than idleness in the village."

Ma Hui smiled and said, "Then I'm relieved. It's a good thing that your third brother follows you."

The whole family ate and chatted. After the meal, Ma Hui and Shen Chunlan helped Tan Hongxia clean up the mess. The three women became much more efficient together, and the kitchen was clean in a short while.

Even when working, every woman has a smile on her face. This joy from the bottom of her heart is because she feels that life is getting better and better with Li Shaoan, and her family business is becoming more and more harmonious and prosperous. There is hope for this life.

After cleaning the kitchen, Tan Hongxia was busy making the bed for Wang Fang so that she could take a nap at home.

Seeing Wang Fang go into the room to sleep, after waiting for a while, Li Shaoan went to the village committee and came to Zhao Xuemei's dormitory.

As soon as Zhao Xuemei was about to go to bed, she heard the voice of Li Shaoan outside the door and jumped up from the bed to open the door.

"Are you sleeping?" Seeing Zhao Xuemei changing into her pajamas and her body was vaguely visible under the thin gauze, Li Shaoan's eyes were almost straightened.

"It's not yet, I just lay down." Zhao Xuemei pulled Li Shaoan into the dormitory and quickly closed the door.

Li Shaoan smiled and took 2,500 yuan to Zhao Xuemei, "You don't have enough money, I'll get some here, you can take it first."

Zhao Xuemei asked in confusion: "Where did this money come from?"

Li Shaoan replied casually: "Do you still remember the boss Li who bought my rice? I asked her to take all the final payment."

Zhao Xuemei nodded and asked again: "What's wrong with collecting millet? Why is it that the price is 2 cents?"

"I can't receive 20 cents of millet anywhere. I deliberately made such a low price to drive the villagers to you." Li Shaoan said: "They think my price is low, so don't they all come to you?"

Zhao Xuemei smiled with a wonderful look and was quite surprised: "I just said it was strange, why are so many people coming to me to borrow money today?"
Chapter completed!