Chapter 363

"My Lord, I once thought about it, but I'm afraid it won't work. The cost is too high. It's necessary for me to invest more manpower and financial resources in expanding the workshop. Moreover, the vermicelli business in Dazhou is not very good, and not everyone will buy it." Song Xintong said.

The price of vermicelli was raised by Jiang Mingzhao and sold to wealthy families. Ordinary people can't afford to buy much vermicelli.

Zhai county magistrate took a sip of tea. "Mrs. Lu has other ways. The people in Qingjiang county are poor, not as rich as a small village in the south of the Yangtze River. I want to benefit the people. I also ask Mrs. Lu to help. I thank Mrs. Lu on behalf of tens of thousands of people in Qingjiang county."

Is this to force her? Song Xintong slightly frowned, "my Lord, it's not that I don't want to, but that I really don't have that ability."

Zhai county magistrate light smile: "Mrs. Lu, you joked, so big Qingjiang County in addition to you, I'm afraid no one has this ability."

Do you want to kill her when you hold her so high? Song Xintong took a cup of green glaze tea, drank a mouthful of tea and moistened his throat. As he was about to speak, Zhai county magistrate said, "Mrs. Lu collects more sweet potatoes, expands workshops, produces more vermicelli, sells more, and earns more."

"If Mrs. Lu can help me, as long as I'm in Qingjiang County for one day, and if Mrs. Lu needs any help, just as it's not against the rules, let me know."

Such a big favor? She needs to think about it. Song Xintong held his cheek and thought, "why do adults have to stare at sweet potatoes? Is there no other characteristic in Qingjiang county? "

Zhai county magistrate laughs: "there are 16 counties in Lingnan, Ma county has hemp cloth, wine county produces wine, and Lin county has mulberry trees. Qingjiang county has many mountains, but it has no characteristics."

"What about the mountain goods?" Asked song Xintong.

"Lingnan is a backer. The price of mountain goods in Lingnan is not very high." Otherwise, he would not like to see Mrs. Lu's sweet potato workshop. A pound of sweet potato for a penny and a few acres of sweet potato can earn nearly ten Liang more a year, which is several times better than the previous days when he had no next meal and often had to live in famine.

Song Xintong saw Zhai county magistrate's meaning, "my Lord, when I was in junior high school, I collected sweet potatoes for a kilo of money, but because there were few sweet potatoes at that time, if you really said that the whole county planted sweet potatoes on a large scale, then I would not have collected sweet potatoes at this price."

"If you think about it, there are only a few pieces of vermicelli you can buy in the whole week, so the price is naturally high. If you can see it everywhere in the whole week, then the price can still be high? When I can't sell at a high price, I will definitely deduct the money from the sweet potato or workshop. " Song Xintong said the market situation, "and I have partners, and I am not the only one who has the final say in this business."

Zhai county magistrate is not a fool, naturally understand this truth, "that Mrs. Lu think how a price appropriate?"

"It's hard to say, sir. Will you allow me to calculate it again? I dare not rashly agree to the adult's request. If the common people really grow it, and I can't accept it, it's the common people who suffer. " Song Xintong said.

Zhai county magistrate nodded, "well, we are going to plant sweet potatoes in spring. Please give me an answer as soon as possible."

"All right." Song Xintong nodded, "adults also look at other businesses, but distinctive business can make people add firewood and raise salary."

Zhai county magistrate said, "in that case, the official will leave."

"Walk slowly, my Lord."

After seeing off Zhai county magistrate, song Xintong asked Wang to take all the tea cups. She also planned to go home.

Wang said: "how can this adult force the girl to harvest sweet potatoes?"

"He wants to add a lot to his achievements, but it's for the sake of the common people. He's a good official." Song Xintong put the sleeping warmth in the baby carriage which she specially asked the carpenter to make, and put the thin quilt on the baby carriage to block the spring breeze for her.

Wang said: "this year, a lot of sweet potatoes have been planted in the village, and the sweet potatoes in the village can make vermicelli for several months. If you add the sweet potatoes from other villages or even the whole county, they will be damaged."

"Yes, I haven't promised him yet!" Song Xintong pushed the stroller out, "it will be 15 in two days. People from Jiang's business will come. I'll ask about the sales volume and make a decision at that time."

Song Xintong pushed his car home from the winding bluestone path. As soon as he reached the edge of the shrimp field, he saw Zhang Cuihua with a basket on his back coming from the middle of the village.

Last year, Zhang Cuihua was kicked to the ground and broke her ribs. She had been raised for more than half a year before she got out of bed. She also heard that the Song family is now living with their tails in their hands, and song Changyuan is also very depressed. She has been staying at home and does not want to see anyone.

However, what kind of situation is it? Song Xintong is too lazy to deal with it. It has nothing to do with her. Moreover, after directly exposing her life experience, Mrs. Zhang has no face to come to her and take advantage of her.

It's nice to have each other's lives and not interfere with each other!

Song Xintong pushes the stroller to the side of the bridge, and Zhang Cuihua just walks over. They meet. She looks timid and looks at Song Xintong, and her mouth moves, like to say something, but she is embarrassed to speak.

Song Xintong ignored her and pushed the car to the house on the slope.

"Xintong..." Zhang Cuihua finally had the cheek to open her mouth.

Song Xintong looked at her and didn't speak.

Zhang Cuihua said: "I... I heard that your family has new seedlings. We can all plant them. I... I want to plant some."

I haven't seen her for more than half a year. Zhang Cuihua is more than ten years old. Her hair is quite white. She is also emaciated and haggard. It seems that she has had a hard time at home for more than half a year.

"Xintong, it used to be my aunt. You've got a lot of them. Forgive us and let's plant some." Zhang Cuihua wiped her tears as she spoke.

In the past six months, she has been very sad. She has lost money and paid for medicine. The Song family, who used to be a little rich in the village, has suddenly become a bottomless hole and owes a lot of foreign debts.

Mrs. Zhang pinched the old-age pension money she had saved, but she didn't take it out. Her daughter-in-law's stomach was about to give birth, and she had to go to the academy to study in the long run. At the beginning of the month, Changgui's hand was hurt again, and the whole family relied on song Dajiang to work alone.

Zhang Cuihua has no choice but to find song Xintong. If she forgives them, they will be able to grow sweet potatoes and sell them to workshops. If they grow a few acres of sweet potatoes a year, they can earn ten Liang silver. Where can they find such a good thing.

If it wasn't for Mrs. Zhang, she wouldn't scold. Mrs. Zhang's discomfort made everyone suffer. The more she thought about it, the more angry she was. She knew... Ah.

Song Xintong looks at Zhang Cuihua who keeps wiping her tears. Although she is still extremely unhappy, she doesn't want to do evil, so she should give wennuan Jide, "do you know that you need to press your fingerprints to grow that kind of vegetable?"

"I know." Zhang Cuihua nodded. She had already made it clear that if she found that she had sold it to others, she would have to pay for it according to the total value of how many vegetables she had planted and how many fruits she had produced. She didn't think much about it, so she wanted to plant a good crop. After she received it, she would return the money for last year's treatment.

"Then you go to the poplar tree registration, and he will talk about it with you." Song Xintong finished and went home.

"Thank you, Xintong." Zhang Cuihua especially grateful said, which is what broom star, is clearly a lucky star, the family's wife Zhang is a broom star, the older the more confused!