Chapter 32 of 100
Chapter 32
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In the early morning, the gentle sunlight spread across the land, and under the thin morning mist, the entire village of Banship seemed like a fairyland. With a gentle breeze, the distant mountains appeared and disappeared in the mist. Various birds began their daily morning exercises, their chirping sounds coming through the mist, sometimes clear and sometimes faint.
In the morning, Wang Yong cut the leftover pancake from last night into thin strips, used Chinese cabbage as a side dish, and made a stir-fried pancake. After finishing, he did not wake his younger brother who was still sound asleep. As a student, especially a senior high school student facing the college entrance exam, it was rare to have a chance to sleep in, so he let him sleep a bit longer! Yesterday afternoon, Manager Li from the hotel called and scheduled a visit to collect the vegetables today.
After eating, Wang Yong stepped into the mist and went up the mountain. Today, Manager Li from the Beijing hotel would come to pick up the vegetables. Before they arrived, he had to quickly pick the vegetables from the greenhouse and transport them back to Beijing as quickly as possible while they were still fresh. After all, the vegetables tasted best when they were fresh. To ensure the freshness of the vegetables, Manager Li's hotel had even bought a new refrigerated transport vehicle.
When Wang Yong arrived at the greenhouse, Auntie, Uncle, Grandpa, Grandma, and Uncle had already picked more than a dozen foam boxes of vegetables. There were bright red, bowl-sized tomatoes, long and round eggplants, half-meter-long cucumbers, and colorful peppers in red, green, yellow, purple, orange, and even a few white ones. Of course, after being watered with the spiritual spring water from the small world, these peppers were significantly larger than other peppers. If you cut them open, you would find that the flesh was thicker, and they did not have the problem of being thick and thin like other peppers or ordinary bell peppers. Each one had thick flesh and a sweeter, more delicious taste.
Wang Yong greeted everyone and, as a strong laborer, took a foam box and walked towards the cherry tomatoes. However, at home, they were accustomed to calling them small tomatoes. Although they were not well-managed, the vines were indeed full of yellow and red fruits, hanging in clusters, looking very beautiful.
Cherry tomatoes, also known as "little golden fruits" or "love fruits" abroad, are both vegetables and fruits. They are not only colorful and beautifully shaped but also tasty and rich in nutrients. They contain 1.7 times more vitamin C than ordinary tomatoes. The United Nations Food and Agriculture Organization has listed them as one of the "four priority fruits" for promotion.
Cherry tomatoes contain special substances such as glutathione and lycopene. These substances can promote human growth and development, especially the growth and development of children, and can also increase human resistance and slow down aging. Additionally, lycopene can protect the body from the carcinogenic toxins in cigarette smoke and car exhaust and can improve the body's sun protection function. In recent years, American and German scientists have found that lycopene in tomato products can not only prevent and fight cancer, especially prostate cancer, but can also treat prostate cancer. Cherry tomatoes have the highest content of vitamin PP among fruits and vegetables. Vitamin PP can protect the skin, maintain normal gastric secretion, promote the production of red blood cells, and have auxiliary therapeutic effects on liver diseases. It can also beautify the skin and improve sun protection. The malic acid or citric acid in cherry tomatoes helps the stomach digest fat and protein.
Wang Yong deliberately planted more small tomatoes because they were not only nutritious but also had a high yield. Although their price was currently not as high as ordinary tomatoes, the vegetables from his greenhouse, watered with the spiritual spring, could not be sold cheaply. Wang Yong's expected price was at least 30 yuan per kilogram, or 61 yuan per kilogram. Even without mentioning that they were watered with the spiritual spring, the price was worth it just for the organic label.
Soon, the small tomatoes were picked one by one and placed in the foam boxes. One box after another was filled.
"Wow! Big cucumber! How can it be so big!" Wang Liang, who had just woken up, exclaimed as soon as he entered the greenhouse. No one could have imagined that a cucumber, as thick as an old cucumber, half a meter long and as thick as an arm, was still topped with flowers and thorns. Then, this kid kept exclaiming, "Wow," "Damn," "No way!" Wang Liang had heard that the vegetables his brother grew were not only larger than ordinary vegetables but also incredibly delicious, and most importantly, the prices were sky-high. After seeing the vegetables for the first time, Wang Liang realized that the sky-high prices were indeed reasonable. He picked a small tomato and threw it into his mouth. As soon as he bit into it, a burst of juice sprayed out, sweet and sour, with a very good taste and texture.
Seeing Wang Liang stuffing one small tomato after another into his mouth, Wang Yong said helplessly and with a smile, "You little glutton! Hurry up and start working. The truck will be here soon. Don't make them wait for us. Go help move the boxes."
"Yes, sir!" Wang Liang straightened up and gave a salute, albeit a bit awkwardly. Then, before Wang Yong's foot could kick his butt, he turned and ran.
In the vast sky, after being brave,
Take the determination to break the lock of fate.
Cold people, thank you for once looking down on me,
Let me live a more colorful life without bowing my head.
A cell phone ringtone came from Wang Yong's pocket. He stopped his busy hands, straightened up, and took out his phone. A smile appeared on his face.
"Wang Qian! Missing your brother?" Wang Yong's voice made everyone in the greenhouse stop their work. Especially Grandma, who looked like she was about to grab the phone and chat with her beloved granddaughter. For this granddaughter, whom she had only recently recognized, Grandma loved her deeply, holding her in her hands for fear of dropping her and in her mouth for fear of melting her. Now, even Wang Liang, whom she had raised, seemed to have taken a back seat. According to Grandpa, the two could talk for hours without getting tired. However, Grandpa also admitted that Wang Qian's temperament and personality were almost identical to Grandma's, which was why they got along so well.
Wang Yong turned on the speaker so Grandma could hear her granddaughter's voice.
"Brother, are Grandpa, Grandma, Uncle, and Auntie, and Uncle all well?"
"Good, good, they're all well! Girl, when are you coming to see Grandma? Grandma misses you," Grandma said eagerly into the phone. Her eyes turned red. Wang Yong rolled his eyes; it had only been a few days! This earned him a light tap on the back of his head from Grandma.
"Grandma, I miss you too," Wang Qian's voice came through the phone, tinged with tears. Wang Yong turned to the approaching Grandpa and others, feeling helpless. Seeing the deep bond between the grandmother and granddaughter, it truly felt like a day without seeing each other was like three autumns!
"Why don't you come to see Grandma if you miss her?"
"Enough, don't make a scene. Why are you crying?" Grandpa couldn't stand it anymore. What was going on? It had only been a few days, and it was like they were parting for life.
"I can if I want to! Who's like you, a piece of old wood with no feelings?" Grandma immediately found her outlet, venting her pent-up frustration on Grandpa. The son she thought had died had come back to life and brought her grandchildren, and after decades of separation, she couldn't get enough of being with them, especially this granddaughter who was so compatible with her.
"Grandma, I have some good news. Do you want to hear it?"
"Sure, sure. My dear granddaughter, what good news do you have for Grandma?" Grandma's face immediately brightened at her granddaughter's coquettish words.
"Guess, Grandma, guess!"
"Hmm, I guess our Qianqian got first place, right?"
"Grandma! No, guess again." ...
The guessing game between the grandmother and granddaughter went on for ten minutes with no sign of stopping. Wang Liang, who had been watching, couldn't stand it anymore. As the youngest in the family, he had always been pampered by everyone. Now, seeing how well Grandma treated his unseen sister, he felt a surge of jealousy and said:
"Phone calls are expensive, you know. It's 1.2 yuan per minute for long-distance calls. Grandma, you've already spent over 20 yuan!"
True to his status as Grandma's favorite, he knew her well. As an older generation, Grandma's frugal habits were excellent. Hearing her grandson's words, she immediately panicked. "Two pounds of meat in just a few minutes! That's too expensive."
"Girl, is that true? Is the call really that expensive?"
"Of course, Grandma. Dad said we'll come back to our hometown for the Mid-Autumn Festival this year. Aren't you happy?"
"Really?" Grandma immediately forgot about the phone bill and asked in surprise. Then she quickly added, "You're not just trying to make Grandma happy, are you?"
"Of course it's true. Dad wanted to surprise you, but I couldn't resist and told you. You have to keep it a secret!"
"Secret, secret, Grandma will definitely keep it a secret!" Grandma was so excited she couldn't speak coherently.
Forgetting about the expensive phone bill, Grandma started talking about what delicious food she would prepare. The others continued picking vegetables, but they also began discussing how to arrange everything. Grandma's call only ended when Manager Li arrived at the foot of the mountain.
Wang Yong led Manager Li around, showing him all the vegetables. Then they started discussing the prices.
"By the way, we've been calling you Manager Li, but we don't know your name," Uncle said.
"My name is Li Jigang. You can just call me Xiao Li," Manager Li said with a smile.
"Okay, Xiao Li. Xiao Li, what price can you give us for these vegetables? Tell us, or we won't have a clue," Uncle said.
"Ha ha, based on the list of vegetables Wang Yong gave me yesterday, our hotel has made a price list according to the popularity of each vegetable and the market prices of ordinary vegetables," Manager Li said, taking out a piece of paper from his bag and reading, "Cucumbers, 25 yuan per kilogram; tomatoes, 35 yuan per kilogram; peppers, 50 yuan per kilogram; eggplants, 30 yuan per kilogram; green beans, 35 yuan per kilogram; cherry tomatoes, 30 yuan per kilogram. That's it. Take a look." He then handed the paper to Uncle.
Uncle's hands trembled as he read the paper several times before passing it to Wang Yong. Wang Yong thought about it. Since the business with Manager Li was not going to last long, he would prioritize supplying his own restaurant once Da Wei returned from Beijing. At most, he would supply them a few more times before the restaurant was built, so there was no need to haggle over every detail.
"Okay, let's go with these prices. Let's weigh them," Wang Yong suggested.
After a busy session, the more than a thousand kilograms of vegetables earned Wang Yong over 65,800 yuan in cash. The leader, Wang Yong, rounded it off. At this point, the 100,000 yuan he had invested in the greenhouse could be considered recovered. One batch of vegetables had sold for over 100,000 yuan, and despite having experienced it once before, everyone still found it unbelievable. The greenhouse could still produce another batch, which would bring in at least another 50,000 to 60,000 yuan. Even Li Jigang envied Wang Yong; it was easy for capable people to make money. In just a few months, he had earned what Li Jigang made in a year.
Half an hour later, Li Jigang called back, saying he had forgotten to see the golden eggs. Wang Yong chuckled and told him he had put a few in his pocket. There was a gasp on the other end, and Wang Yong hung up.
The contract was sent out yesterday afternoon and should arrive in about three days. Ha ha! The house was so happy; this was the first time writing a book, and it was amazing to have so many friends like it. Thank you all for your support. Thank you!
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