MTL - The Age of Rebirth: Lazy Man’s Hot Daughter-in-law Has Space-Chapter 468 Money, money, my old swan!
Chapter 468 Money, money, my old swan!
Under normal circumstances, the apples are ripe for picking after September, but the apples in the mulberry garden and the state-run farm, using her spirit spring liquid and red spring liquid, have already made their grand debut in August with absolute pride.
After learning that they were going to see Xiaobei, the eight-year-old Mao immediately ran over after they had been away for at least a month or two.
"Sister-in-law, what about Apple?"
He wants to recruit hundreds of temporary workers to pick apples. The key point is that Liang Xiaonan can't wait!
Also, how did Liang Xiaonan sell so many apples? Are they going to rot at home?
There is less worry about hanging fruit, and there is also worry about a bumper harvest.
Liang Xiaonan said: "Don't worry about it, Zhou Yan and I have already found someone, and they will come to pick them in two days."
There are so many apples, it is absolutely no problem for her to use her mental strength to pick them in seconds, but she just needs to use her brain to deceive others and make others look "reasonable"!
At the beginning, the contract she signed with the state-run farm was that she would provide saplings, apples and walnuts, and all the fruits produced within three years must be sold to her, regardless of size, at 10 cents a catty.
The leaders of the county have come several times. They never expected that they would bear so much fruit in the first year. Did Liang Xiaonan earn a living?
I feel a little regretful, but the contract is in black and white, so I can't be a rascal.
The salesman of Yuxian Import and Export Company met Dongfang Import and Export Company at the Canton Fair and was negotiating with foreign businessmen for apple export. They were 2 US dollars per catty. They were so jealous that they had apples in their own farms!
Yu County Import and Export Company came to discuss with Liang Xiaonan, Liang Xiaonan said with a smile: "Leader, it's not that I don't support our county's export business, take a look—"
Show them the contract in hand: all apples will be delivered to Huyang Dongfang Import and Export Company for export.
Not only did they get it all rounded up, but they also signed it for three years at once.
Well, they had no choice but to discuss the export of honey with Liang Xiaonan. However, Goose, Liang Xiaonan also had a contract with the food processing factory, and all processed honey products were handed over to Dongfang Import and Export Company for export.
It's Dongfang Import & Export Company again!
The manager of Yuxian Import and Export Company said in his heart, Dongfang Import and Export Company, I will kill your mother! Why is your hand stretched so long? After all, our Yuxian County has finally produced high-quality export products, and you are still in the bag!
Liang Xiaonan said: "Didn't you all export the silk? Isn't that earning enough?"
Not enough, who wants to make too much money? !
August 25th was Sunday, Xiao Hongyu and Wang Xiangwei both went back to their homes, and the others all went shopping in the city because it was a rare Sunday.
Zhou Yan put his arms around eight-year-old Mao's shoulders and said, "Xiaonan and I will show you how we pick apples today."
Eight-year-old Mao saw two cars parked outside the orchard that he had never seen before. One was a bit like a lifting frame, and the other was a common "little train".
There are four stations on both sides of the lifting frame, and a huge truck bucket in the middle of the four stations, which looks like a "device" from the top to the bottom.
Four workers can stand on the four lifting platforms at the same time. They will pick the apples and put them in the middle compartment. When the compartment is full, they will descend, land on the small train, and drive away.
Eight-year-old Mao has never seen this kind of machine before. My God, this is something out of imagination. Will this car body fall from the lifting platform above?
"What are you worried about? Don't you trust me and Xiaonan?" Zhou Yan said bluntly, "How many days will it take to pick so many apples without a machine? How much manpower will you use? How much will it cost?"
"Haven't I seen this before? I'm curious!" Eight-year-old Mao said with a smile, "We two drive, can my sister-in-law pick it up by herself?"
"Just drive forward and don't stop."
Eight-year-old Mao drives the small train in front, Zhou Yan controls the "lifting frame" at the back, and Liang Xiaonan stands on a lifting frame.
Eight-year-old Mao said: "Sister-in-law, I opened it. If it's too soon, please let me know."
"It's okay, just drive."
The eight-year-old car started up, and Zhou Yan's lifting platform also started up at the same time. The tree Liang Xiaonan touched with his hands didn't grow any grass, ah no, not a single apple was left behind!
Eight-year-old Mao was driving the car, and Zhou Yan kept honking his horn to urge him to drive faster. Later, he simply let go of his hands and feet and drove away. Brother Zhou told him to drive. If my sister-in-law can't pick it up in time, don't blame him!
He heard a soft "click" for almost a minute, dropping a body!
In less than 10 minutes, a small train with 5 compartments was full of apples, so he had to drive out quickly.
When he came back in the little train, his eyes sparkled with excitement: "Brother Zhou, sister-in-law, this is so stupid. Picking apples like this is too efficient."
Originally, he was thinking of finding hundreds of people to pick it up. Looking at it this way, he didn't need to find others, and the three of them could kill this big farm.
Liang Xiaonan smiled, three people? No, I can do it all by myself, super fast.
Now, let the eight-year-old Mao see the whole process of picking apples, just to find a reasonable explanation for them to pick apples in seconds.
Otherwise, all the apples disappeared in an instant, how can this be explained?
A ridge of apples was picked quickly, eight-year-old Mao was addicted to playing, and wanted to continue, it is true that a man is a teenager until he dies.
How could Zhou Yan keep telling Liang Xiaonan to pick apples like this, saying: "No, you can find someone to weigh the apples and calculate how many fruits a tree can bear on average. How many trees are there in 50,000 mu? Multiply and estimate. For the total amount of apples, ask Xiaonan to settle the money for you."
If it is done by manpower, not only will it take a long time to pick 50,000 mu of apple trees, but you will be too tired to pinch someone just by weighing them!
Not to mention sorting fruits, that is also a big job.
In the final analysis, Liang Xiaonan makes a lot of money, and she has no evil intentions. All she makes is money that reduces costs in various links, but the amount of money is a bit large, beyond imagination.
Eight-year-old Mao and the staff present weighed the apples they had just picked, and calculated that an average of 60 kilograms of fruit was picked per tree.
The eight-year-old Mao was stunned, his lips were trembling: "Zhou, Brother Zhou, this is much better..."
A lot of money!
According to the contract between the two parties, Liang Xiaonan should pay the state farm 12 yuan for a tree weighing 60 kilograms.
There are 75 trees per mu of land, 3.75 million trees for 50,000 mu, so the money is 45 million!
Eight-year-old Mao's face has changed, my old swan, 45 million, half a billion! Money, money, money, why so much money!
Zhou Yan punched him lightly: "Don't believe it? You didn't make a mistake."
His little friend, although he didn't go to college, is smart. This kind of small account is no problem.
Liang Xiaonan looked at the eight-year-old Mao with disbelief, and said with a smile: "Don't think this is a lot of money. Just think about it. You have planted 50,000 mu. With so much land, 45 million is really nothing."
It’s really nothing, because Mr. Liang sells it to foreigners for 2 US dollars a catty! After deducting the 20 cents profit left by Deng Youjun and the 10 cents profit left by Eight Years Old Mao, she netted 4 yuan and 60 cents per catty!
Is eight-year-old Mao going to go around and shout "My old swan"? !
Of course, Mr. Liang said that all the money I earn is cost-saving money. I am not a profiteer, and I have not violated the purpose of Shennong Space.
(end of this chapter)
