1994: Vegetable farmers strike back

Chapter 18 I'm really stupid, really (Please read! Please vote!)

"Compared to working in factories or other large vegetable markets, the wages of vegetable workers are too low now. We can't keep them, Brother Yi."

"If you can't keep them, just hire more. What Huacheng lacks the most right now is country people looking for work. It's not that easy to get a job in a factory."

"I think Ao Dehai and his wife are good at their work and can be kept for a long time."

"talk later."

Yi Dinggan waved his hand, looking listless. He picked up his clothes and the bucket and went to take a shower. His second sister Chen Jiafang didn't say a word in the room.

Chen Jiazhi was somewhat helpless. Brother Yi was very kind to his fellow villagers. After he returned to Chengdu from Shanghai to run a vegetable market, many of his fellow villagers came to work for him.

But he has always been very harsh on outsiders who work with vegetables.

When I was in Chengdu, there was an incident where two vegetable workers lived under the same roof. One worker received a generous bonus at the end of the year, while the other worker got nothing. As a result, the worker ran away.

Among the local vegetable farmers, those who are willing to work all the time are not only timid, but also a little afraid of hardship and do not put in enough effort.
The vegetable farmers who really have the skills and are willing to endure hardships eventually go out on their own.

Chen Jiazhi lit a cigarette at the door. It seemed that Ao Dehai and the other man wouldn't be able to last long, so maybe he could take over.

However, two or three acres of land were too little for Chen Jiazhi, and he had to expand the scale.

While smoking, he also looked at the vegetables in the dam. Compared with yesterday, there were many more vegetable baskets today, and the vegetable farmers were harvesting more vegetables.

At the same time, he also noticed that there were two fewer baskets of Liu Minghua's vegetables. They must have been spread out at home to dissipate the heat. The house was small, and it was not easy to spread out two baskets.

"Jiazhi, stop thinking about it. Go take a shower and go to bed early." Li Xiu poured him some hot water and brought him some clean clothes.

A night of silence,
It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that things became lively again, and the women all got up to help.

Chen Jiazhi still had the most dishes today. His car couldn’t hold all of them, so he had to ask his fellow villagers for help. However, even after asking several fellow villagers for help, there were still plenty of dishes left.

Chen Jiazhi shouted helplessly, "Who has a spare car? Please help me load another 20 or 30 kilograms of vegetables!"

"Scholar, I can't help you today. Look, I'm full too."

With the help of Zhou Yuqiong, Guo Mancang tied vegetable baskets on both sides and above the back seat of the bicycle, and was holding the bicycle and waiting for others to set off together.

"I'm full too."

"Who else can help the scholar decorate?"

After shouting a few times, Liu Minghua, who was standing nearby, said, "Mys is OK..."

"What are you trying to show off? With your tiny body, can you even climb onto the bridge?!" Before Liu Minghua could finish his words, Jia Suzhen interrupted him rudely.

Liu Minghua hesitated to speak, but Chen Jiazhi didn't make it difficult for him. Instead, he called out to another group of people, "He Qiang, help me decorate it. I'll come to your market later to pick it up."

He Qiang and several fellow villagers had been selling vegetables in another market for a long time, so they agreed immediately after hearing the offer.

A group of people filed out and disappeared into the rainy night under the gaze of the women.

...

There are a lot of dishes today, and no one is raising the price. Some people are even in a hurry to sell their dishes, and the quality of the dishes is poor, but they still take the initiative to lower the price.

But the market is still hot.

Chen Jiazhi was not in a hurry. One night was a long time. Huacheng's daily vegetable consumption plus export could at least process thousands of tons of vegetables.

The supply is tight now, so there is no need to worry about selling vegetables.

After leaning against the wall for half an hour, Chen Jiazhi opened his shop. Then he couldn't stop and couldn't stop from 2 to 4 o'clock. The rain mixed with sweat soaked his clothes again.

"Handsome boy, 20 kilograms of choy sum, 15 kilograms of pakchoy, and 10 kilograms of lettuce, how much are they? Please help me deliver them later."

Sister Zhang, a woman with short hair, now takes Chen Jiazhi's vegetables almost every day. The vegetables are small and tender, suitable for retail sales.

Chen Jiazhi: "Okay, Sister Zhang, the total is 55.70 yuan. I'm telling you in advance that I'll be out of vegetables in a couple of days, so you'll have to choose something new."

After a while, Foton Five Star Three-Wheeled Truck and Curly Cabbage Head also came to place orders.

Chen Jiazhi repeated the same thing twice. Several regular customers were used to it; there were very few temporary vendors who could provide a stable supply of vegetables.

What made Chen Jiazhi regretful was that until the dishes were almost sold out, 95976 did not show up again, and he was not even seen in person.

Maybe they bought goods from other markets.

"You idiot, the vegetables you sold me are rotten. Give me back my money. You're wasting my time, damn it! Give me back now."

Just as the vegetable farmer was about to pack up and go home, a discordant and angry curse rang out.

There was a big man standing in front of Liu Minghua, two heads taller than him, with a large bag of vegetables thrown on the ground casually, estimated to be nearly twenty kilograms.

Hearing the noise, Qi Yongfeng and Guo Mancang walked over, squatted down, and looked at the vegetables in the packaging bag. Not only the heads of vegetables, but the entire stems were rotten. They turned back to look at Liu Minghua.

"Did you sell him the vegetables?"

"Damn, how could it not be? I bought it here just over an hour ago. If I hadn't touched it when I got in the car, I wouldn't have noticed that the vegetables were rotten."

After hearing Guo Mancang's question, the big man immediately started yelling and making a scene: "Don't try to shirk your responsibility. If you don't return this vegetable today, don't even think about leaving the market!"

"Who the hell wants to default on his debt?"

Qi Yongfeng, the tallest of the vegetable farmers, was equally unyielding. "How can I give you a refund without even asking for the truth? Liu Minghua, just tell me if you sold him these vegetables. If not, who the hell dares to stop you?"

Many people in the market noticed the commotion here. The big man called people over, and vegetable farmers such as Chen Jiazhi also came over, waiting for Liu Minghua to speak.

Liu Minghua clenched his fists and said, "I'm backing off!"

Qi Yongfeng: "Don't just think about returning the food. Is this dish yours?"

"its mine."

Liu Minghua had already taken out the money and handed it to the big man. He also apologized to him and said that he didn't see it clearly.

The big man took the money and left cursing. At this time, the crowd of people watching the show started cursing again: "Fuck, there's a thief, my money was stolen."

The crowd dispersed immediately.

Many vegetable farmers looked at Liu Minghua picking vegetables on the ground and didn't know what to say. Who should they blame? Or could they only blame himself?

At the same time, there is also a feeling of grief for the rabbit's death.

The scholar was right again!

Watching the drizzle still falling, Qi Yongfeng looked at Chen Jiazhi as he walked towards his stall and asked, "Scholar, are the vegetables in the field going to rot?"

Chen Jiazhi: "Let's collect as much as we can tomorrow."

The early morning hours are the coolest time of the day, but there is still only heat and humidity in the air.

Open-air leafy vegetables are basically doomed.

As far as I can remember, Qi Yongfeng hasn't grown vegetables since this year. After a year of growing vegetables, the money he earns from selling them is not enough to pay the rent and buy pesticides and seeds.

He has reminded them as much as he can, and he has done his best. If they are willing to listen to him in the future, perhaps things will go much smoother.

Although the quality of the dishes was declining, everyone had sold out their dishes today, and Chen Jiazhi was still the last one.

"Come on, Yongfeng, let's go buy some meat."

"Buy shit! Life is almost unbearable. I regret it so much now. Why didn't I follow you to harvest the vegetables in advance?"

Facing Chen Jiazhi's invitation, Qi Yongfeng was a little overwhelmed: "I'm so stupid, really, how can I be a scholar without some knowledge?!"

Li Mingkun and Guo Mancang both deeply agreed. Xiucai had reminded them ten days ago. They really regretted it!

Yi Dinggan was also feeling uncomfortable. He didn't rush to go with Chen Jiazhi when he went to buy meat. He might have to eat good food with his brothers for the next half month.

In the end, only Liu Minghua and Chen Jiazhi went to cut the meat, and they didn't say a word along the way.

(End of this chapter)