MTL - After Dressing Up As a Stepmother, I Transformed the Whole Family Into Working In the Fields-Chapter 284 Villagers ask for help

Chapter 284: Villagers ask for help

 The new factory was successfully completed and put into production as scheduled according to Qin Yao's original plan.

This large factory is like a production machine composed of various parts. Once it is started, it is unstoppable and continuously pours out the perfect products that customers need.

The first batch of timber shipped from Fucheng has been received. Next, the factory needs to organize its own fleet to go to Fucheng to transport the subsequent timber back.

Liu Zhong took the coachman information form that Liu Ji had produced and spent two days visiting each door to notify and discuss the situation. It was determined that ten coachmen could sign a long-term cooperative relationship with the stationery factory.

 Coupled with the car of the head of Liujia Village, the carriages of two families in Xiahe Village, and the seven cars purchased by the stationery factory, the fleet now has a total capacity of twenty cars.

The cars in their own factory invited six drivers to come over. They were all familiar with their hands. On the first day, Qin Yao was taken out to sell food.

Had it not been a long journey, I could have bought one more before the sun went down, because the nearby homeless people had already gotten the news, and they all rushed over and queued up to buy.

Qin Yao asked: "San Lang and Si Niang, go and get your pen and ink."

 But now, this selling price only makes people feel very friendly.

 Just like today, Mipu couldn't stand the pressure from her side, so the price of food dropped by five cents.

　　The adults are not at home today, there is still a lying father at home, and the four brothers and sisters, Dalang, are at home and have not gone out to play.

The people in Mipu watched with envy and jealousy as the bags on Qin Yao's grain truck deflated one by one.

This is asking, knowingly, how could a person who is not good at selling a fleet come back and haul another pile of grain?

The motorcade stopped in front of the stationery factory. Qin Yao looked at the villagers of Liujia Village who appeared on the road. She waved her hand for the motorcade to go back to the factory. She got off the car and walked forward, wondering:

Qin Yao said helplessly: "Come back tomorrow morning, everyone should disperse first!"

After the villagers behind her were all impatient, Granny Wang said that they wanted to give Qin Yao their remaining grain and asked her to help sell it.

 In just one day, food prices have dropped a lot.

Before Qin Yao could continue thinking, Awang's low call interrupted her.

When the factory is stabilized, she will personally lead a team to Fucheng to transport wood. Liu Ji should have returned to the academy by then, and Awang will be the only adult left in the family.

Seeing Dalang Erlang coming back, he asked them to get the scale and basket.

Wang Mawu was so angry that he gritted his teeth all day long. Occasionally, after one night, his face suddenly swelled up, and now he looked more like a steamed bun.

“Grandma Wang, what are you doing?”

 After saying that, Granny Wang immediately added: "If it's inconvenient, forget it, it's not too much. It doesn't matter if you keep it for yourself."

Awang looked at her in surprise. If he hadn't been in the car and couldn't get out of the ground, he would have knocked her down, "Thank you, Madam!"

Still parked at the original position, in front of the pavilion, the surrounding refugees knew that the low-priced grain seller was here again, and curiously stared at Awang as he put out the price tag.

Those who couldn't squeeze in from behind yelled: "Those in front, hurry up, don't delay others!"

This kind of lively Erlang loves to join in. After Awang weighed, he immediately reported the number to Qin Yao.

 Your own resources are not used in vain.

There are a lot of people and they are noisy, and the big hair is still small. It would be bad if they bump into each other. My second uncle will definitely deal with them.

The villagers responded and expressed their understanding. Seeing that Qin Yao relaxed, they immediately went home and brought the remaining grain they wanted to sell to Qin Yao's house.

Of course Qin Yao does not trust blindly. Before leaving for Fucheng, she will continue to inspect Awang. If he is not good, then

 “Madam!”

Qin Yao smiled lightly, "Let me see how many you have first. There is another ugly thing I said at the beginning. The price of food may be different at different times on the same day. It may be high or low. I cannot guarantee that it will be the same for you. High price.”

 The reason is for no other reason than that the refugees still have the grain they robbed from the rice shop, and the current grain cannot be sold, so the price can only be reduced.

Awang asked the villagers to line up and come up one by one to register.

The one stuffed a bamboo basket in, "It's full!"

Qin Yao said generously: "I will give you monthly money later."

He nodded to Granny Wang and asked directly: "You also want to sell grain?"

Eight carts of grain were all sold out in less than half a morning. Qin Yao quickly sent Awang to take the empty cart back and transport all the remaining grain at home.

Grandma Wang smiled sheepishly at Qin Yao, looked back at the dozen or so villagers from Liujia Village behind her, and asked tentatively amid their laughter:

"Yao Niang, you went to the town to sell grain today? Is the grain easy to sell?"

After saying that, the crowd refused to disperse. Qin Yao and others could only drive an empty car through the crowded crowd. They repeatedly promised to come early tomorrow morning, and the refugees who came to buy food made way for them. .

This one handed over a big clay pot: "Fill it for me!"

In the past, when people saw a medium-sized grain of thirty cents a pound, they would spit on and curse those with bad intentions.

Grandma Wang responded with a sigh. The old man's bones were notoriously hard in the village. The villagers asked her to come forward to talk to Qin Yao, but she didn't know what to think.

Rice shops have been built outside the city again. The listed prices are 40 cents per catty for coarse grains and 80 cents per catty for medium grains. The fine grains have been sold out.

Jinhua Jinbao came to find them with Da Mao in his arms. When he saw the villagers coming, Dalang Erlang immediately sent Jinhua Jinbao, brother and sister away.

The scene almost got out of control, but luckily they brought more people this time. Qin Yao immediately asked the driver to form a ring around the car, leaving only one opening for entry, and told the refugees to line up. It took a while before order was restored.

Awang nodded in agreement, but was surprised in his heart. He didn't expect Qin Yao to dare to trust him like this.

 So busy until the sun set in the afternoon, a total of 6,000 kilograms of grain were sold.

When Qin Yao came over with his own grain sales team, there was no one to stop him.

"You're welcome. We will be a family in the future and we will share weal and woe." Qin Yao patted him on the shoulder, and the pie opened his mouth. When Awang was so happy that he couldn't restrain himself, he said: "From now on, I will leave all the housework at home to you, as well as Dalang's martial arts, so you have to worry about it."

Qin Yao was in a good mood after the grain was sold smoothly. Although Awang was tired, when he looked back at the baskets of copper plates in his carriage, he felt that his fatigue had completely disappeared.

Her reference is Mi Pu. If Mi Pu comes in hard tomorrow, she will never be able to sell it at today’s price. Therefore, the villagers must bear certain risks themselves. Don’t go to her if you are greedy for too much.

 Medium grain, thirty cents per catty!

 Seeing the price, everyone took a breath of cold air, and then Qin Yao didn't need to shout out the price, and the crowd came in droves.

Qin Yao glanced at the dozen or so people present. They were all people in the village who had followed her to stock up on food. Looking at their fiery eyes, she knew what was going on.

Each family was not willing to take out much surplus grain, some were ten or eight pounds, and some were one or two pounds.

But the grain that was bought for seven or eight cents at the beginning was sold twice as much, and a catty was earned at seven or eight cents. The family wanted to buy two taels of oil and half a catty of salt.

 (End of this chapter)