Chapter 19

"What nonsense does the child say?" Hearing this, Zhang Huilan's first feeling was that she didn't believe it.

She and her husband worked hard for a year. It's a good year to save 3000 yuan. Most of the time, I can't even save a thousand dollars.

However, Wu Binghua's perception of his eldest son has changed imperceptibly after he changed his volunteer last time.

At least this time when he said such an absurd goal, he didn't clap his eyes on the table in anger. Instead, he thought about it for a while before he decided to lay out the facts and reason.

This change of attitude shows that Wu Tao's last efforts were not in vain.

"Xiao Tao, do you know how much your mother and I have been busy for more than a month this season?"

In Wu Binghua's view, his son's goal of 30000 yuan must have no concept of making money. He thought the money was picked up on the road and easy to catch in the strong wind.

Wu Binghua thought that this question would make his son speechless. Then throw out the desperate answer, make him shut up and eat well.

Unexpectedly, Wu Tao answered without hesitation.

"We raised three silkworms this time. According to the current cocoon market, I estimate it can sell between eighteen and two thousand."

Wu Binghua looked at Zhang Huilan as soon as he heard it. It was very unexpected.

However, Wu Tao hasn't finished yet.

"Remove the appropriation, fertilizer and pesticide from the mulberry land; There are also the cost of silkworm eggs, potions and lime powder. It is estimated that there will be 134 left. This is what you have earned day and night in the past month. The per capita is less than 700 yuan. "

At this point, Wu Binghua and Zhang Huilan have been stunned and right. It seems that Wu Tao's result is not far, even if it doesn't hit the mark.

"So, if you don't want to make a living by planting mulberry and raising silkworms!"

Such a conclusion left Wu Binghua speechless.

But Zhang Huilan couldn't help retorting: "it's not enough to earn 700 yuan a month? This is much better than planting land and grapes! If I hadn't only been able to raise silkworms in four seasons a year, I wish I could work so hard every month. "

These days, farmers grow land to collect grain, which is definitely a loss making business. For the grain of two seasons a year, in addition to the public grain that must be turned in, leave some rations for the rest, sell the excess, and you can't even exchange the pesticide money.

Not to mention there are a lot of miscellaneous taxes and fees such as overall planning fees, water conservancy fees and family planning fees. From time to time, there are road repair apportionment fees and school repair apportionment fees

It can be said that without four seasons sericulture to earn some money, the village may be able to take the collection team to dismantle the roof of the house.

But Wu Tao said that there was no rush in sericulture, and there was also his reason.

For one thing, he knows that the market for mulberry and silkworm breeding has been good for several years. In the previous life, around 2000, Binhu District began to return mulberry leaves to the field one after another. It is said that it is the sharp decline in the demand for silk in the international market.

Second, the work of planting mulberry and raising silkworms is very labor-intensive in a short time, especially after the 4th instar, it can be said day and night. In her previous life, Zhang Huilan left the old problems of lumbar spine because of years of high-intensity work.

However, these reasons can not be said directly.

So Wu Tao was silent.

In aunt Hua's opinion, she used to envy other people's sericulture for such a high income, which was much more than the job she did in the city. Just a woman, she can't bear such high labor intensity.

Now I don't understand what Wu Tao said.

In the end, he is still a half boy, and his idea is not very mature.

At the next moment, Wu Tao finally got to the point.

"Mom, the small goal I just mentioned is to earn 30000 in three months. It can't be achieved by planting mulberry and raising silkworms."

"No matter what work you do, you can't achieve your goal." Zhang Huilan couldn't help muttering.

In fact, not only she but also others could not think of it. Of course, Xiaojiang and black egg didn't want to eat at all.

Aunt Hua's eyes brightened, and she began to follow Wu Tao's ideas.

"Is this small goal related to your big plan?"

"That's right!" Wu Tao nodded and continued, "my big plan depends on my family's existing livelihood."

"First of all, mulberry planting and sericulture have been ruled out. Secondly, it is not appropriate to grow land to collect grain. "

The crowd nodded.

"Then there are only grapes left. Just now my mother said that the income from planting grapes is not as good as sericulture. I think it's because we don't operate properly. "

Wu Binghua was immediately confused. Isn't planting grapes just to take good care of them on weekdays and sell them when they mature? What else do you want?

"If you think about it, it's not difficult for our family to produce 30000 Jin of Jufeng grapes every year? If you sell 1 yuan per kilogram, it's 30000 yuan; If it costs 2 yuan per kilogram, how much is it? " Wu Tao is good at persuasion.

"Even if you are the king of heaven, you can't sell it for 2 yuan per kilogram!" Wu Binghua was furious. If there was a land that could sell for 2 yuan a kilogram, wouldn't he have gone earlier?

Wu Tao was calm and relaxed.

Aunt Hua looked at it and appreciated it secretly. It seems that this example for black egg is right!

"Dad, why can't we sell it for 2 yuan per kilogram? It's because the grapes from the North drive down the price in the local market, isn't it? In that case, why should we go to the dealer market to compete with them? Why not consider other sales or channels? "

Wu Binghua was stunned. It seems that last time he said to give tens of thousands of kilograms of grapes to his son to sell, he really used his brains.

Wu Tao continued: "you can think of it and others can think of it directly to the market. Now that everyone has thought of it, this market is worthless! No value at all! "

"So if you want to make money, you have to use your brain more and think about what others can't think, dare not think or can't think of. Such results are valuable!"

The old man patted the table, "that's the reason. Xiao Tao spoke very well and thoroughly!"

"What did you think of?" Wu Binghua is impatient. The more than ten Mu vineyard was his painstaking efforts for many years. Now he can finally produce value and get rich. He expects it more than anyone!

"My way is to build a farmhouse with the theme of vineyard! A farm paradise integrating catering, tourism, picking and sales. Attract customers who like vineyards and customers who like to eat, drink and have fun, and let them consume this batch of grapes. "

"As for the price, because of the factors of tourism and personal experience, and the high-quality grapes, it is naturally higher than the simple sale on the market."

Wu Tao was thirsty, kicked Xiaojiang and said, "don't patronize to eat, go and pour me a glass of water."

Wujiang saw that all the adults were thinking seriously, and went away silently.