kingnovel Chapter 911 Blatantly
Chapter 911 Blatantly
Why are the scenes seen in these villages different from those in Jiazhuang?
The peanuts planted here are planted in patches.
It is growing lushly and is very pleasing to the eye.
You can tell at first glance that it's been carefully cared for.
The villagers constantly appearing in the fields are the best proof.
"Could it be that Xiaotian only invested in the peanuts from these villages?" Wei Gang felt that it was impossible after he finished speaking.
"How could that be!" Song Wen directly refuted, "Xiaotian said before that he has signed contracts for the peanuts from all the villages in this area."
"Then why are the growth of peanuts in these villages so different?" Wei Gang felt that this didn't make sense.
"I don't know even if you ask me!" Song Wen spread his hands. He had just arrived here, what could he know!
"Even if you have a mouth, can't you ask the answer?" Wei Gang said this and then walked towards the field.
Seeing this, Song Wen hurriedly followed.
"Uncle, why do you grow so many peanuts?" Wei Gang found an old farmer and asked politely.
"Young man, why are you asking this?" The old farmer wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Wei Gang and Song Wen.
"We came from the county and are collecting information for an article about the development of crops in rural areas." Wei Gang's reason came out without thinking.
But it was at least some preparation in advance.
After all, I already said yesterday that I would pretend to be a reporter, so this is a ready-made excuse!
"Ah, a reporter from the county town!" The old farmer smiled and said, "Welcome!"
"Uncle, you are too polite!" Wei Gang quickly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and gave them to the old farmer. "How about we talk while smoking?"
The old farmer took the cigarette, looked at it, and was reluctant to smoke it, so he put the cigarette behind his ear, then took out the pipe from his waist and filled it with the sorted tobacco.
Seeing this, Song Wen hurriedly took out a match, struck a fire, and went forward to light the cigarette for the old farmer.
The old farmer took a puff and blew out smoke rings.
Well, these two guys know how to handle things.
Didn't look down on him.
So the happy old farmer spoke directly, "We grow peanuts to improve our lives. Even though they are green now, they will be worth money when we harvest them in September!"
"You have planted so much, and if you want to cash in, you have to sell it," Wei Gang asked knowingly, "but can you sell so much?"
"Yes, I see that several villages around here have planted peanuts," Song Wen also said, "When the harvest comes, how many peanuts will there be!"
The old farmer laughed and said, "I don't find it strange at all that you ask such questions."
"To be honest, if no one bought it, we wouldn't dare to plant peanuts so boldly, and plant so many."
"Oh, does that mean someone is ensuring that your peanuts are collected?" Song Wen looked very interested.
"Of course," the old farmer said with a smile, "They are all kind-hearted people from the capital. Not only did they help send our children to school to learn knowledge, they also taught us how to grow peanuts and signed a contract, saying that they would guarantee to buy the peanuts. They told us to grow them without any worries."
"Since it's time to harvest, why are you still working so hard in the fields?" Wei Gang asked, pretending to be confused.
"There are also prerequisites for purchasing. We cannot pass inferior goods off as good ones. People won't buy goods of poor quality," the old farmer said, putting away the smile on his face, very seriously. "We also cannot do such unscrupulous things as giving the inferior goods to others. That would be cheating people and repaying kindness with enmity."
Song Wen and Wei Gang felt very relieved when they heard this.
"Uncle, as we walked along, we found that there were very few peanuts planted in Jiazhuang. They were all planted in the fields and corners, not on such a large scale as yours. Could it be that no one is harvesting the peanuts in their village?" Song Wen thought for a while and asked the question that had always been in his mind.
"Why wouldn't they harvest it?" the old farmer complained indignantly. "We all signed a contract, but they are just not kind-hearted. They don't want to use the good land to grow peanuts, so they plant them wherever there are cracks. But they don't care about it after they're planted, and let it grow naturally. Some of the grass is taller than the peanut seedlings, but they pretend not to see it and don't care about it."
"Aren't there people harvesting these peanuts?" Song Wen thought that the people in Jiazhuang were mentally ill. "What are they worried about?"
"Who knows!" The old farmer didn't understand. "It's not entirely true that they don't want to grow peanuts. It's just that the land close to the village is planted with less crops, mainly soybeans and corn. But there is a piece of land in their village, far away from the village, but it is all planted with peanuts."
Wei Gang felt it was okay after hearing that.
As long as they plant more peanuts, the money can be turned into cash during the harvest season, and the lives of the villagers can be improved.
Just when he was thinking that it was good, the old farmer said, "By the way, they used that far-away land to grow peanuts, but they didn't take care of it seriously. Few people went to weed and spray pesticides in the peanut fields."
"What do you mean?" Song Wen felt that the old farmer had something else in his words.
"Someone from our village has been there and found that the peanuts there are growing in much the same way as those in their village," an old farmer lamented. "If they continue like this, when it's time to harvest, the peanuts will either be shrunken or small, and the yield will be greatly reduced. I wonder what they are thinking!"
"No way!" Wei Gang stared, "If we just ignore it like this, and let it grow like a weed, what a beautiful dream!"
"Yeah, we think so too," the old farmer said here, full of depression, "our village chief couldn't stand it, so he went to find the village chief of Jiazhuang and asked him to pay more attention to the growth of peanuts. Village chief Jia agreed, but then forgot about it and even told others behind our backs that our village chief was meddling in other people's business. Anyway, someone will harvest the peanuts in the end, so why bother with that? If he has that time, he might as well pull a few more weeds in the soybean field or sleep at home and chatter his teeth, which are better than tending to peanuts."
When Song Wen and Wei Gang heard this, their already bad impression of Jiazhuang plummeted further.
This guy has a lump in his brain!
They do buy peanuts, but they can refuse to buy those of poor quality. They don’t know that!
"Uncle, don't they know the acquisition criteria?" Song Wen thought it would be better to ask clearly.
"How could they not know?" The old soldier looked down on Jiazhuang's actions. "When we signed the contract, it was very clear, but the people in Jiazhuang forgot about it and didn't take it seriously!"
"Then do they have something to rely on?" Wei Gang thought about it, but couldn't think of any other reason.
"Who knows?" The old farmer took a few deep puffs of cigarette and blew out smoke rings. "But I think they must have some way to deal with it, otherwise they wouldn't dare to treat peanuts so blatantly."