1994: Vegetable farmers strike back

Chapter 111 You have good taste

Pesticide poisoning is not new news.

In several cities around the Flower City, there are at least a dozen similar incidents every year.

It’s just that this incident seems a bit big.

Yi Dinggan was stunned when he heard this: "Thirty or forty people were poisoned. Which idiot is using drugs recklessly? This is great. We may have to come to investigate again."

Hey, even though Yi Dinggan mixed the two medicines, which is poison on poison, it is still compliant at this time.

So he has every reason to blame others.

Chen Jiazhi said: "If something happens, we must check it, but if we just deal with it, that's it. Without funding, who will go out to check on you every day?"

These days, pesticide residue testing is just a decoration.

For example, how to conduct random inspections in the field? Because there are no instruments and farmers have no records of pesticide use, field inspections generally rely on visual inspections by inspectors.

Yes, just look with your eyes.

Check how many times you have sprayed pesticides on your fields and whether you have sprayed pesticides recently.

Responsible people will make a judgment based on the pesticide bottles and bags discarded in the fields, while irresponsible people will just take a look.

Apart from anything else, the inspectors must have very good eyesight.

So for vegetable farmers, if their vegetables do not cause poisoning, it actually doesn’t have much impact.

Chen Jiazhi's descendants got used to it. Every once in a while, people from the town and village would come to conduct random inspections. That was professional.

There is a gas chromatograph in the village, and the vegetables sampled will be purchased at market price. The village plant protection workers are polite to him, which is more professional than the current provincial units.

"Oh, what trouble."

Yi Ding sighed, "This might even affect business. Vegetable prices are already high, and with something like this happening, ordinary people will be even more hesitant about buying vegetables. Not only ordinary people, but also restaurants may be affected."

Chen Jiazhi smiled and said, "Hey, don't you have worm holes on your vegetable leaves? Show them to your customers and tell them that you didn't use enough pesticides, so you didn't protect them from the insects. Maybe they'll buy from you."

"Hey, don't tell me, come on, if there are worm holes on the vegetable leaves, it means that not enough pesticides were used. That sounds like it makes sense!"

Yi Dinggan's eyes lit up.

"Brother, you're really quick-witted!"

Chen Jiazhi waved his hand and said, "It may not be useful. Anyway, I don't have any use for this trick."

Yi Dinggan said, "Yeah, your vegetables are so good and tender, will people say you use too much pesticide?"

Chen Jiazhi glanced at Li Xiu, who also had doubts, and smiled, "No, we've been working together for so long, if there were any problems, they would have happened long ago. No one is stupid."

Yi Dinggan nodded: "Hey, that's right, you're famous now."

Chen Jiazhi smiled and said, "So, Brother Yi, you have to take a professional approach and be more formal in all aspects. Don't add poison to poison, as it will easily cause problems."

"Well, let's talk about it later."

In fact, this also represents the mentality of more than 90% of farmers in the country today.

Pesticides are developing rapidly and their usage is surging, but technology is lagging behind, and highly toxic pesticides are dominating the market.
The Pearl River Delta is one of the hardest-hit areas.

A lot of the soil was contaminated and was not restored until many years later.

Although there are alternative pesticides with medium and low toxicity, their effects are not as immediate and they are very expensive, which makes farmers reluctant to use them.

Chen Jiazhi didn't try to persuade him much.

After dinner, my second sister and Li Xiu cleaned up the dishes, while Chen Jiazhi and Yi Dinggan stayed in the house, enjoying the fan and listening to the radio.

Yi Dinggan started playing Teresa Teng's tape again.

Chen Jiazhi said, "Brother Yi, why don't you buy one too? We don't need this little money now. And Yi Long is coming too, so you, as the father, need to stand up first."

Yi Dinggan nodded in agreement when he heard this: "You can buy a radio. Now that you have a tricycle, you won't have to worry about moving in the future."

Chen Jiazhi smiled and said, "When you move next year, this tricycle will be yours."

Dongxiang Vegetable Market is facing demolition next year, and having a tricycle will be much more convenient.

"Brother Yi, does Yi Long want to come over and help you with the work in the fields?"

"It's a little small, let him play with it first."

Yi Long is thirteen years old this year. He dropped out of school in his hometown without even graduating from primary school.

After coming to Huacheng in the previous life, I was spoiled and did not do any work. In the end, I developed a lazy character.

Chen Jiazhi pondered, "Thirteen is not young anymore. If he keeps playing around, he might become exhausted. We should find him something to do."

Yi Dinggan: "What can he do at his age? I can't bear to let him do farm work."

"You are the only ones who can't bear it."

"He doesn't need to make money yet."

"Yes, you make a lot of money, so it's no problem to support him for a few years. But after a few years of playing around, it will be difficult to correct him if you want him to work seriously."

"Aren't you an example of that?"

"I?"

"Yeah, weren't you spoiled by your parents and used to being lazy? But you changed after just a few months. How can you be so sure that Yi Long can't do it?"

"..."

Chen Jiazhi was speechless for a moment. The fan was whirring, and the two puppies, after eating and drinking their fill, lay on the dirt and fell asleep.

It was hard for him to say that Yi Long was not good enough.

Brother Yi and his second sister valued him as their eldest son very much, and neglected their younger son Yi Hu a lot.

In his previous life, Yi Long followed them and had fun and ate well.

The second son, Yi Hu, finished junior high school in his hometown and was as thin as a telephone pole.

But Yi Hu is doing much better than Yi Long.

In fact, it is the traditional ideas that are at work. Brother Yi and the second sister are both very feudal and superstitious. Not only do they favor boys over girls, they also prefer the eldest son, as if there is a throne to be inherited in the family.

It was just a joke, but Chen Jiazhi felt that if he said Yi Long was not good enough, it would really affect their relationship.

After Li Xiu helped wash the dishes, the two of them carried the radio back to their house. The two dogs also stood up and followed behind, wagging their tails.

Chen Jiazhi went to take another shower, and when he came back, Li Xiu was flipping through his notebook.

"Jiazhi, was there another big client last night?"

"Yeah, I came quite early, a little after one. I ordered five baskets of vegetables and sold them for over 600 yuan. That's why I came back early today."

“It would be nice if you could come here every day.”

"Hey, he said he'll need it again tomorrow, and asked me to come earlier and wait for me directly at the market entrance. He'll definitely be back even earlier tomorrow." "That's great."

Chen Jiazhi took out another farming notebook and made a few notes from time to time.

Li Xiu asked for information about each customer.

Who bought how much vegetables, who paid how much, and how much per pound?
These are all the information that interests her, and every income seems to bring her joy.

I don't know how long they talked before they both fell asleep on the bed. The vegetable market was so quiet at noon that only the chirping of cicadas could be heard.

It wasn't until the evening that it came back to life.

Li Xiu went out to buy some toilet water and gave a bottle to each of the 10 workers.

Still the same work.

Digging, harvesting, removing nets, transplanting, watering~
Everyone followed suit.

When we finished work, it was pitch black again.

Jinfeng and Xiaoxia, two temporary workers from Guizhou Province, stayed until the end again and helped to finish watering with dung ladles.

The families of Ao Dehai and Ao Deliang are still there.

Ao Dehai asked, "Boss Chen, are you going to plant choy sum tomorrow? We've already planted three plots. Can we transplant kale later?"

"Wait two more days for the kale. Dig the ground tomorrow, sow the seeds, and then transplant a batch. Then you can take over~"

While everyone was there, he also told them about tomorrow's work arrangements.

For at least a year, Chen Jiazhi will need to keep an eye on the fields at all times.

After arranging the work, Chen Jiazhi said, "Go back and rest early."

"Boss Chen, you should come back early too."

A few people said goodbye and went back one after another.

The vegetable field was pitch black, with only one spot of light where Qi Yongfeng and Huang Juan were still harvesting cabbage hearts.

His hands were moving very quickly, and there was a strong smell of toilet water around him.

"How many vegetables have you harvested?"

"Brother Zhi, why are you here?"

"I'll help you collect the vegetables. We have to go to the market early today."

"This~"

"Don't worry, the commission will be yours too."

"Wouldn't it be good?"

"It's okay, hurry up and collect it."

With one more person, the food does come in much faster. By 11:30, there will be an estimated 700 kilograms of vegetables.

"That's about enough. You two should pick up the food and load it into the car. I'm going to go take a shower first and leave directly later."

"it is good."

Chen Jiazhi left first, while Qi Yongfeng and Huang Juan stayed behind to finish the process, feeling full of emotion.

"Brother Zhi is really trying hard."

"You don't even look at how much they earn in a day."

Many people in later generations complained that they were like oxen and horses. Chen Jiazhi also felt the same way, and his daily life was more tiring than that of oxen and horses.

There are no days off yet.

But he felt that with the current accumulation and development speed, he would be able to gradually get rid of physical labor within two or three years, and the current efforts were necessary.

He set off again with a cart of vegetables. When he was more than a hundred meters away from the side door of the market, he saw the middle-aged man from yesterday waving at him on the side of the road.

Then he stopped by the roadside.

"Today's time is suitable, Chen Cainong, and we will follow this time from now on."

"Row."

"Pack two more baskets of vegetables today." The man was already unloading the vegetables.

"You want more."

"Well, isn't there enough food?"

Chen Jiazhi hesitated and said, "I can only give you one more basket."

"also."

Six baskets of vegetables, totaling 307 kilograms, were sold for 767 yuan. After paying the money, the middle-aged man left without saying a word.

Chen Jiazhi thought about it and added another entry to his notebook: Heiwaer, 307 pounds, 767 yuan.

Then he started the car and drove into the market. It was still early and there were not many people in the market.

But before long, Chen Ze also appeared in a van.

"Wow, you're here pretty early today. It's not even 1 o'clock yet."

"Hmm~"

Well, I sold another 100 kilograms of vegetables.

The total weight is 700 kilograms, and 400 kilograms have been lost.

After delivering the vegetables to old customers like Lao Wu and 377 who come to get them every day, there will probably only be a few dozen kilograms of vegetables left.

What kind of vegetables are you selling?

It is worth mentioning that Curly has been getting food steadily these two days.

Even though there were many cheaper dishes out there, he didn't defect and continued to buy Chen Jiazhi's expensive dishes.

Today is no exception. It was only 1 o'clock and Yi Dinggan and the other two were still there, and then Curly came.

Without any hesitation, Curly simply placed the order and paid.

Chen Jiazhi handed him a cigarette and said, "Why don't you wait and see? The price will have to drop after we sell it today."

Perhaps it was still early, Curly was not in a hurry to leave.

"Have you seen the news? The factory that produced poisonous vegetables was shut down for rectification. I'm also worried about accidents, so I feel more at ease buying from you."

"You have good taste."

(End of this chapter)