PFC Chapter 371
Chapter 371
Although Fang Erlang didn't know much, he was a sincere man and would tell you whatever he knew.
"My father said that if this matter is handled well, there will definitely be rewards from the capital."
Zhong Ruyi knew very well who would receive the so-called reward, but it would never be ordinary people like them.
As it goes down layer by layer, no one knows who will receive the credit and reward in the end.
Does she only care whether apples sell well? Is canned food popular?
"It's settled then! Send someone to take the goods away in three days!" Zhong Ruyi agreed.
After everyone went back, she immediately called Chen Dongzhi, "Let's go back to the village!"
The two of them set out on the journey back to the village. When they arrived at the village, they did not go home immediately. Instead, they went to the orchard first to check on the number of fruits. There were probably about a thousand kilograms left, and definitely not five thousand kilograms.
On the way, Zhong Ruyi told him the story. When he learned that the capital was going to send another 5,000 kilograms of apples, even a calm person like Chen Dongzhi was surprised, "So many?"
"It doesn't matter." She leaned close to the man's ear and whispered her plan, "I won't hire anyone then. Let's go to the orchard before daybreak. You keep watch while I take the apples out of the space."
Chen Dongzhi was a little hesitant. After all, it was very unsafe to take out such a large number of apples outside. If someone saw it and something happened, it would be disastrous.
"Don't worry, who can watch us in the middle of the night?" Zhong Ruyi patted his chest, looking confident.
Since she said so, Chen Dongzhi also felt that no one would go up the mountain in the middle of the night without sleeping.
After looking at the apples, the two decided to start tonight, so they went to bed early.
They didn't tell anyone about picking apples, but only told Ji Jiang and Zhong Dabao that they would go to the orchard in the evening and told them that they didn't need to get up and follow.
The matter of the watermelons was told to the village chief, who was asked to ask the villagers to pick all the watermelons that could be picked tomorrow. The number would be around two thousand.
In the middle of the night, when it was quiet, Zhong Ruyi and the other person got dressed and prepared to leave.
The bamboo baskets were prepared during the day and placed everywhere in the orchard, so they could be easily picked up.
The two men went to the mountain and acted separately, one kept watch while the other waved his hand to move all the apples in the space out. They could not move too many at once and could only move one basket at a time.
Seeing how hard she was working, Chen Dongzhi helped her put the bamboo baskets one by one under the shade of the tree. She just had to walk over and put her hands on them.
They were so busy that when a light appeared in the sky, they had filled about thirty baskets of apples, weighing about 2,400 kilograms. After all, the bamboo baskets could hold a maximum of 90 kilograms, and were usually full when they were a little over 80 kilograms.
When Ji Jiang and Zhao Gouxiong, who worked the night shift, got up, they saw a row of bamboo baskets in the orchard, all of which were full.
Zhong Ruyi was so tired at the moment, and when she saw them coming, she quickly explained the next thing to do, "Find some leaves to cover it, we have to pick them tomorrow."
After giving the instructions, the two went down the mountain to rest.
Ji Jiang and Zhao Gouxiong looked at each other. They stayed in the mountains every day and had a rough idea of how many fruits were left in the orchard.
But I was confused again by the row of thirty or so baskets of apples.
The fruits on the tree are still hanging intact, why are there so many apples on the ground?
Could it be that it grew out of some corner that they didn't see? It was really puzzling.
With this thought in mind, the two of them went to places they rarely visited during their patrol today. However, they did not see any tree with a lot of fruits, so many that they could fill thirty bamboo baskets.
Zhao Gouxiong touched his head and thought that he must have not woken up yet.
As soon as Zhong Ruyi and his companion came down the mountain, Zhao Ganwei came over sweating all over. "Ruyi, I was wondering during the winter solstice that you guys wanted so many water melons at once. Which boss has such a big appetite? How could he eat so much at once?"
"What?" Zhao Ganwei was dumbfounded when he learned that these water melons were to be sent to the capital and that the Fang family had already sent them there last time.
The capital city! Where the emperor lives!
"Then from now on, it won't just be Boss Wang, Master Yu, Master Fang and others who come to buy watermelons and apples from us?"
He couldn't quite believe it. If that were true, every household would grow watermelons and apples in the future, and no one would have to worry about making money!
Zhong Ruyi poured cold water on him appropriately, "Uncle, you still have to know that in the future, it will not only be our village that grows watermelons and apples, but other places will also grow them. Once the quantity increases, the price will not be as high as it is now."
Zhao Ganwei had thought of this a long time ago when people from various villages came to learn how to grow watermelons. Now he managed to calm down and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I've thought about this. I'm just happy!"
With beautiful visions for the future in mind, he returned to the field to pick a few more melons to ease his mood.
Chen Dongzhi went home first to cook, and when Zhong Ruyi returned home, the meal was already ready.
After dinner, the two of them quickly washed up and went to bed to catch up on some sleep.
Outside the door, Zhong's mother was wearing the new clothes her son-in-law bought for her and holding her granddaughter. She was about to come to her daughter and son-in-law's house to talk, but she found the door locked.
After shouting twice and hearing no response, she wondered in her heart, "Could it be that they are in the workshop?"
Lanlan started to flutter at this moment, and Zhong's mother suddenly felt a wet spot on her chest, it turned out that she had urinated.
She could only carry the child back to change clothes, "Grandma's new clothes were ruined by your pee!"
The child didn't understand what the adults were saying, but she opened and closed her mouth and started giggling.
When the two woke up, it was already dark. They woke up in bed and got up to cook two dishes to eat.
Just like last night, the two of them went to the orchard under the cover of darkness and began to repeat the steps from last night.
Zhao Gouxiong felt a little suffocated in the middle of his sleep, so he got up and went to the toilet. Then he saw the boss and Brother Chen coming out carrying full bamboo baskets.
He rubbed his eyes and after watching for a long time, he felt that they were really hard-working. He couldn't understand why they didn't hire more people to help. Why did the couple have to get up in the middle of the night to work?
Unable to figure it out and unable to see anything unusual, he turned around and went back to sleep.
The next day, the people sent by the Fang family were already waiting at the foot of the mountain, waiting for the people on the mountain to carry down the picked apples in loads.
Zhong Dabao and Zhao Xiaozheng helped pick the apples and load them into the truck.
There were fifteen carriages in total, and the sixty-four baskets of apples filled five of them, and the rest were all used to load watermelons.
Fang Erlang also followed and picked up an apple from the car and ate it without even washing it.
He smiled and said, "My father has been asking about this for the past two days, fearing that all your apples and melons are gone."
Zhong Ruyi told him, "These are the last apples. We still have watermelons, but apples can only be harvested in September and October."
"Ah? Really gone?" Fang Erlang was dumbfounded, but when he thought about the watermelons and the second crop of apples in a few months, he let it go.
The carriage set off on the road, rumbling towards the north.