1994: Vegetable farmers strike back

Chapter 116 Stall
In the summer, before going out to work in the afternoon, women would cook a pot of soup or porridge.

When you come back in the evening, the porridge will be cold. You can just fry another dish and start eating. Efficiency is the key.

In fact, these women are only in their twenties or thirties and have aspirations for the outside world.

On this day, many people knew about Yangzhi Ganlu, and knew that there was a newly built garden community not far from the river, and the area outside the community was very prosperous.

Men will also be surprised.

I also thought about taking my wife for a walk, but I was also very nervous.

Although I pass by it every morning when I come back, most of the time the streets are quiet and empty.
I'm both yearning for and worried about tea restaurants and mango sago.
too expensive!
One cup costs 12 yuan, and the daily salary of an ordinary vegetable worker is less than 12 yuan!

Many people are reluctant to spend this money.

"There are not only tea restaurants, but also dessert shops, supermarkets and other things. You can go shopping there. It's much more prosperous than the village market."

When Chen Jiazhi went out after dinner, he met Li Mingkun, who was afraid of spending money but wanted to take Bai Yan with him.

Chen Jiazhi was a little helpless. He didn't expect that taking Li Xiu out would trigger so many chain reactions.

Then I felt relieved.

Growing vegetables seems to be very free, but it always makes you stay in the fields willingly.

Just like him now, he still has to go out to work in the dark.

Qi Yongfeng and Huang Juan were harvesting vegetables, while the Ao brothers' two families and four temporary workers were transplanting the last batch of Chinese cabbage.

He took the big-bone green seeds to field No. 3. He turned the soil in the afternoon and planned to sow the seeds in the evening.

It's quiet at night.

Chen Jiazhi pinched two or three seeds with his fingers and buried them in the soil one by one. Even after applying floral water, mosquitoes still kept flying around.

After a while, footsteps were heard again in the night. It was Li Xiu, and the two dogs came too.

"Why did you come out?"

Li Xiu took the small stool in his hand, placed it in the furrow, and sat down.
"I'm here to help you sow the seeds. You'll have to work till very late by yourself. Besides, it's boring to stay at home. People keep asking questions, and I don't know what to say."

"Okay, then be careful."

In the Dongxiang vegetable market, both of them became the center of vegetable farmers. The role change was too fast and Li Xiu was not used to it yet. She still preferred to stay with Chen Jiazhi.

While sowing seeds, the cicadas and frogs chirped in the dark night. The black dog caught a frog from somewhere, held it in its mouth, and passed by proudly. The white dog chased it non-stop.

Occasionally a cool summer breeze blows, making people feel comfortable from body to soul.

After a while, Ao Dehai and his companions came over after planting the seedlings and helped sow the seeds.

"Go back and rest early. Remember to come to the house to collect your salary when you get off work tomorrow morning."

"Okay, Boss Chen~"

"Boss Chen, you should go back and rest early too."

When it came to getting paid, a burst of strength suddenly burst out from everyone's tired bodies, and they were quite looking forward to it.

Ao Dehai fell behind: "Boss Chen, what are your work arrangements for tomorrow?"

Chen Jiazhi pondered and said, "Let's top the cowpeas in the morning and start transplanting the kale in the evening."

After a pause, he added, "You can wait until I come back to do the topping~"

"Good."

Several people walked and talked, perhaps discussing salary, commission, and bonus.

Qi Yongfeng and his friend were still harvesting vegetables.

Chen Jiazhi took Li Xiu back home, took a shower first, and then went back to the room. Li Xiu asked again how the bonus would be distributed.

There is not much difference in salary commission among the three families.

Aodehai: 626 yuan;
Ao Deliang 523 yuan;
Qi Yongfeng received 505 yuan, and a subsidy of 270 yuan for selling vegetables at the market.

As soon as the salary is paid out tomorrow at noon, there will be a lot of comparison, so Li Xiu was struggling for a long time.

She thinks all three families are pretty good, but she can't treat them all equally, and she has to make people convinced.

Chen Jiazhi pondered, "There will definitely be a gap. Although there will be some grudges, as long as the overall level is high enough, the problem won't be too big."

"Then how much will it be?"

"Ao Dehai and his wife should pool 1000 yuan each, and Ao Deliang and Qi Yongfeng should each pool 800 yuan. A separate subsidy of 270 yuan will be given. Also, next month's base salary will be raised to 12 yuan per day, so there will be no separate high-temperature subsidy."

"Yeah~Okay."

Li Xiu hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement.

This salary cannot be compared with that of urban workers, but it is considered a high income among ordinary migrant workers.

After discussing the bonus, he went out to help Qi Yongfeng pick some vegetables.

The harvesting mode will definitely change in the future. We will set up special harvesting and pesticide spraying teams.
After being divided into groups, he can be freed from physical labor.

But now he wants Ao Dehai, Qi Yongfeng and Ao Deliang to develop comprehensively and cultivate basic management and technical capabilities.

So I can't group.
He will have to work harder until the three of them grow up.

The cool summer breeze blew away the scorching heat. I can’t remember how many nights were silent. When I carried the vegetables back to the dam, most of the vegetable farmers were already asleep. After a while, the harsh tapping sound was heard, and even mice had to burrow into holes and cover their ears.

By the time everyone turned on the lights and got up, the tricycle had disappeared.

"Chen, the vegetable farmer, when can we harvest more vegetables?"

"Wait another half month."

"Can't you have one more basket?"

"No, and the price will have to go up tomorrow."

"How much?"

"Two cents, about two dollars and seventy cents per pound."

"Okay, you're the best cook."

On the roadside more than 100 meters away from the market, Chen Jiazhi once again completed a transaction with Heiwaer. Looking at the departing van, he felt something was wrong. Heiwaer was a little insensitive to the price.

The price of choy sum was actually falling in the market, but he easily agreed to the price increase. Was it just because the vegetables were good?
Could it be a high-end hotel that he delivers to? He doesn't look like that given his bulky appearance.

Before he could figure out what was going on, Chen Ze came again and took away 100 kilograms of high-quality Chinese cabbage. When he entered the market, there were only about 300 kilograms left. After packing the vegetables for a few old customers and selling them to a few more regulars, the vegetables were gone again.

Yi Dinggan and three others arrived.

"Jiazhi, how are sales today?"

"Sold out."

"Sold out?"

Several people looked at the baskets of vegetables, a little stunned. Chen Jiazhi said, "These have all been sold and the money has been collected. I'm just waiting for you to help watch over them so I can go deliver the vegetables."

"Oh..." The three of them stood still for a while, somewhat lost in thought.

It took another half an hour to pack all the vegetables. Then Chen Jiazhi went to stall No. 6 to borrow a tricycle and delivered all the goods at once.

When we returned to the corner, it was just past two o'clock. There were only empty vegetable baskets left on the Shifeng tricycle, and more people were coming into the alley.

A familiar purchasing agent passed by and greeted him, some of them were surprised, and some of them teased him.

“Are they really sold out so early?”

“It’s really hard to buy your food.”

"I was told that I wasn't even eligible to buy your food because I was late. I didn't believe it, but now I do."

Chen Jiazhi had only been cleaning up for a while when three regular customers came in one after another.

This kind of regular customer often bought from him before, but he didn't come every day, and he wouldn't deliberately keep the food for himself, so if he came late, he naturally wouldn't be able to buy it.

After packing up, Chen Jiazhi went to the market management office to inquire about renting a stall, but they ignored him and didn't give him a definite answer.

Only then did he realize that he had been a little naive to ask the security guard for help.

There has to be tea money.
If the location is slightly better, the tea fee will be quite high, and the high-quality stalls are monopolized by local tyrants.

Chen Jiazhi is not a middleman, so he doesn't need a good position.

Then he went around the market again, specifically looking at the stalls in the corners.

To be honest, some corner stalls are not as good as the temporary vegetable markets outside.

There are more mobile vegetable farmers in the temporary vegetable market, more vegetables and a wide variety of varieties, which can attract more people.

Corner tailgates are sometimes really deserted.

In fact, this place was originally a gathering place for individual vendors, commonly known as a street market.

The streets behind are coming, enclosing the yard, building houses, and collecting rent~
This is how relatively formal stalls and shops came into being.

But the current market management is all rough guys, they don’t know how to manage operations, they only know how to collect rent, collect rent, and collect more rent~
Therefore, temporary lanes were marked out so that more fees could be collected from small vegetable farmers.

In fact, this move accidentally saved the market.

If small vegetable farmers were not allowed to enter, and without the popularity they initially gathered, this market would not be able to operate until now.

After walking for a while, Chen Jiazhi arrived at the innermost passage of the market, where there were relatively fewer people.

In the corner, he found an empty stall, only a few square meters, with nothing on it.

Then we came to the stall next to us, where there were several vegetable baskets lined up in the aisle, all filled with peppers.

"Boss, would you like to buy some chili peppers?"

There was a middle-aged couple at the stall, with a strong Hunan accent.

Before Chen Jiazhi could reply, he heard the man frown and say, "Isn't this Chen the vegetable farmer selling vegetable hearts outside?"

Has his fame spread here? Chen Jiazhi was a little surprised, but the man's expression didn't look friendly either.

He then took out a cigarette and handed it to the man, who did not refuse.

"Just looking around. By the way, how's business?"

"so so."

The man didn't know where he came from and just answered casually, but the woman's expression changed after she found out who he was.

"It's hard to run a successful business with small vegetable farmers like you competing with us, especially since you, Chen the vegetable farmer, are so famous!"

Chen Jiazhi barely understood. Not only was the accent a bit heavy, but the hostility was also very strong!

If you were to ask who in the market hates these mobile vegetable farmers the most, it would definitely be the stall owners.

In the competition with vegetable farmers, stall owners who make profits by earning the price difference have no price advantage.

His place is in a remote location and cannot compete with other stalls, so it will probably be difficult for him to do business.

It would be strange if you could be nice to him.

Seeing he didn't say anything, the woman got even more excited. She put her hands on her hips and cursed, "If it were you, the market should shut down all the makeshift stalls! And kick you out!"

Chen Jiazhi glanced at the empty space next to him and said lightly, "That's possible."

The woman was stunned. Why didn't she play by the rules? The man asked in surprise, "Did you get the message?"

"No, aren't you guys making a fuss?"

"Of course we'll make a scene, but it's a good thing they didn't come and smash your stall!"

"To be honest, I'm quite looking forward to it."

"Forehead……"

The middle-aged man was also choked with speech.

As the two chatted, the woman had time to look at him carefully. He was tall and straight, and although his skin was dark, his foundation was still there, so her hostility was reduced a little.

"What are you doing back there?"

"Oh, I want to rent a stall too. This one next to me looks pretty good."

The man and the woman were both stunned.

Come to this crappy place?
(End of this chapter)