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Early in the morning, Wang Yong hurried up the mountain without even having to eat breakfast. The owner kept complaining behind him, "The bird is starving!" Wang Yong couldn't care about it at this time. Yesterday, he notified some villagers to come to help pick apples and hawthorns. Fortunately, the young people in the village have all returned, otherwise the remaining elderly and children in the village would probably not be able to pick them in one day.

As soon as we arrived on the mountain, many hard-working people who had gotten up early came. They were chewing the apples they picked casually on the mountain, and some people were already busy picking, and there were a lot of fruits piled under the trees. Everyone saw that the main Wang Yong came over and said hello.

"I said second brother, you're so inappropriate. Please help me, you've only come here yet!" Wang Wei, the son of Wang Lao, in the village, was two years younger than Wang Yong. He called Wang Yong's second brother because Wang Qiang was the eldest in the Wang family for the rest of his life, and Wang Yong ranked second. So the younger generations of the old Wang family in the village were all called Wang Qiang and Wang Yong's second brother. It can be said that they have been following Wang Yong and Dawei's butts since they got to know each other, so they talked less restrained, although the two of them hadn't seen each other for a long time.

"You kid will die if you don't speak! Why are you still so hard to speak? I don't know how you have lived outside in the past few years?" Wang Yong fought back without hesitation for this childhood playmate.

"I live a good life, drinking wine and eating side dishes every day. I'm not tired from work, I earn a lot of money. I don't know how many people I envy." Wang Wei said with a stinky fart and a beating.

"Stop bragging, isn't it just a gatekeeper?" Someone in the crowd said, and suddenly rushed into Wang Wei's lung tube.

"Oh! Who is this? I'm calling the security guard? Don't talk if you don't understand. Why is this sneaky and shameless? You stand up and I'll take a look, stand up?" The stubborn temper in this kid was off again.

Wow—The crowd was exposed. The man was twenty-four or five years old, about 1.73 meters tall, and was strong all over. When he stood there, he exuded a strong aura. Wang Yong suddenly recognized him. This was Wang Biao from the south end of the village, and he was cousin of Wang Wei. His nickname was Biaozi, two or two months younger than Wang Wei. He was bullied by Wang Wei when he was a child. He heard that he had served in the Marine Corps, and somehow he came back, maybe he retired.

"I said it, what's wrong? You are not convinced!"

"Ah! So it's Brother Biao! When did you come back? Let's not say anything to me when you come back, I'll go and pick you up!" Wang Wei immediately changed his face when he saw this man, and looked like a slave. He walked over with Biaozi.

While smiling slutty, Wang Wei moved to Biaozi and suddenly stretched his arms and strangled Biaozi's neck and tried to pull Biaozi backwards. Biaozi stood there, motionlessly allowing Wang Wei to compete. Biaozi was not good, but Wang Wei was so tired that he was sweating profusely. Just when Wang Wei had been pulling for a long time but was about to let go, he saw Wang Biao raising his hand that grabbed Wang Wei's hand that strangled his neck. Without using much force, Wang Wei was thrown away and threw his butt down to the ground.

"Okay, okay! Stop making trouble. Biaozi, why are you back? Are you retired or visiting relatives?" Wang Yong quickly stopped Wang Wei, who was still dissatisfied and eager to save face. You said that you, a little security guard, competed with the elite of the Marine Corps, wouldn't you look for a clerk?

Biaozi smiled embarrassedly, scratched her hair, and said shyly, "Second brother, I'll take a family leave."

This kid is still so shy. Compared with his cousin Wang Wei's shamelessness, it really fits the saying that he raises all kinds of people.

"Oh, how are you doing in the army?" Wang Yong was very curious about this thin boy who was often bullied by others when he was a child who joined the Marine Corps. He calculated his age and should have been a soldier for five or six years.

"It's okay!"

"It's okay? What's the statement? What level of non-commissioned officer?" Wang Yong asked again curiously.

Biaozi lowered his head and said embarrassedly: "Lieutenant."

Bang--|Wang Yong looked back and saw that Wang Wei, who was about to rush forward and wanted to regain his face, fell to the ground. Yes, it seems that this guy now understands that he is no match for him! The gap is too big!

"Okay! Biaozi, you have become an officer."

"Didn't you hear it? When did Biaozi happen?"

"That's right, didn't I say it was a non-commissioned officer last year?"

"Okay, okay. Don't make a noise! ​​Work quickly, you will know how to be lazy and slick." Wang Yong found that Biaozi suddenly turned red, his face turned blue, and his hands were clenched into fists. There is a story here!

After patting Biaozi's thick shoulders, Wang Yong said nothing. He turned around and took a group of people to pick apples and hawthorns. The fruits didn't bear too many fruits, but they couldn't hold back many trees! In a while, the baskets of more than a dozen trees prepared by Wang Yong yesterday were filled with more than a hundred kilograms, and in this case, more than a thousand kilograms were picked. Fortunately, villagers kept coming up with baskets and baskets. Wang Yong hurriedly ordered Biaozi, who had recovered, to carry the full baskets to the bottom of the mountain, and then asked the aunt and mistress to take the fruit out of the basket and put them on the ground with a group of old women from the village to take the fruit out of the basket and put them on the ground, and grade the fruits according to their size and shape. This was specially explained by Zhang Chunhui, and they should be divided into one, two, and three levels, and they will be packed separately at that time.

Bunches and baskets of apples and hawthorns are constantly lifting downwards. There are three types of apples in Wang Yong's family, Guoguang, Fuji, and Shengli. Because of the sour taste, China's light is no longer popular in the market and the price is very cheap. Shengli is a sweet one, and the lack of moisture is not too popular in the market. There are very few growers nearby in these two types. However, Wang Yong's fruit trees have been sprayed with genetic modification liquid and watered with Lingquan water. It is definitely not comparable to ordinary apples. At least this head is much larger than ordinary apples. Most of them can be more than eight taels when you pick up an apple.

Hawthorns are the most beautiful, red like small lanterns. They are the same size as other things grown by Wang Yong, and are larger than ordinary ones. The largest hawthorn is as big as a large walnut, which shocked many villagers. Moreover, the taste is sweet and sour, not as sour as ordinary hawthorns, and the flesh is not so hard, and it is very delicious. Wang Yong ate seven or eight in a row, and everyone in the village was filled with food in their pockets. It made their parents keep shouting and scolding, it is not good to eat too much hawthorn, and at least one tooth is inevitable.

At noon, everyone went back to their own houses for dinner and continued to do their own work. By around 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the fruits on the mountain were picked. The gravel yard in front of Wang Yong's door occupied a large amount of harvest. Before the buyer arrived, the uncle kept filling the baskets of each household with a basket full of apples and hawthorns. At the same time, the uncle was also responsible for ordering money according to the head, and it was still 100 yuan per person.

Just after three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Chunhui finally arrived with a large truck.

"Oh! Sorry, I've been waiting for you for a long time. There was a car accident on the expressway today, and the road was blocked for a long time." Mr. Zhang got off the car and quickly apologized and explained to Wang Yong.

"It's okay, it just happened that we just finished picking it up. Let's take a look. If there is no problem, we will load the car quickly. It's dark early now, so we have to hurry up. Otherwise, we have to pull the wire and light up." The uncle said.

"Okay, no problem." As soon as Mr. Zhang finished speaking, the two technicians who had just gotten out of the car walked towards the pile of apples piled up in mountains. They were busy doing some quality verification work. Not long after, a technician nodded to Zhang Chunhui. When Mr. Zhang saw that the fruit was fine, he immediately ordered people to go to the truck behind to unload the box.

When the people in the village saw it, they hurried up to help. The gravel drying ground immediately became lively. Most of the people in the village came here to help pack and load the truck. Otherwise, there were too many people and strong forces, two hours later, it was just dark, and all the apples and hawthorns were loaded into the truck. Under the watch of the villagers, Wang Yong and Zhang Chunhui began to settle the accounts.

"First-level fruit, 5,860 kilograms of apples, 3,128 kilograms of hawthorn. Second-level fruit, 4,367 kilograms of apples, 1,956 kilograms of hawthorn. Third-level fruit, 2,212 apples, and 850 kilograms of hawthorn." After saying that, Zhang Chunhui looked at the uncle who was in charge.

"That's right, it's this number." Uncle said with the account book in his hand.

"The fruits we have this time are not divided into apples and hawthorns. The first-level fruits are priced at 181 pounds, 2nd-level 15, and 3rd-level 100. Is this okay?" Mr. Zhang asked again.

After saying this, it caused a lot of discussion in the crowd. Yes, who could have thought that these inconspicuous fruits were so valuable, they were just bigger and delicious? Many people calculated how much the basket of apples and hawthorns they took home could be worth. This calculation scared many people. The fruits in their home just now were all first-class fruits, and the basket would have to have forty or fifty kilograms, which would cost thousands of dollars a lot! Everyone, especially a group of young people who had just returned from working outside the country, thought in their minds that the company in this village seemed to have a great future!

At this time, Wang Yong was settled the accounts with Mr. Zhang. Zhang Chunhui kept pressing on the calculator and kept writing and drawing on the notebook. Finally, he handed the notebook in his hand to Wang Yong for a look and asked him to confirm it.

Wang Yong took it and saw it, and it said: First-class fruit is 8988 kilograms, 1617,840 yuan; Second-class fruit is 6362 kilograms, 948,450 yuan; Third-class fruit is 3062 kilograms, 306,200 yuan, totaling 2872,490 yuan.

"Transfer money, don't tell me you brought cash?" Wang Yong asked Zhang Chunhui with a slightly unnatural expression. After seeing him nodding, Wang Yong slapped his head and looked at him speechlessly.

"I thought you like cash, and I specially withdrew more than three million cash from the bank, all of which were new tickets!" Mr. Zhang emphasized specifically and immediately smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll take it back and deposit it. Give me your account and I'll transfer the money to you!"

Wang Yong happened to see the villagers who were looking here at this time, and immediately had an idea.

"Don't, since I have brought it all, I will receive the same cash." After saying that, he blinked at Zhang Chunhui and signaled him to look at the surrounding villagers.

Zhang Chunhui has traveled around the world and has never seen anything. Besides, he can make his business so big, no one is not a human being. He immediately understood that this is Wang Yong who wants to use this incident to give the villagers a reassurance! These piles of bills are in front of him, and what else is more convincing than this that makes these villagers work hard in the village with Wang Yong. Thinking of this, Zhang Chunhui took action immediately.

I opened my trunk of the Bandit and took out two big black garbage bags from it. I don’t know whether it was intentional or accidentally, one of them didn’t hold it firmly, and his hand slid and landed on the ground. Stacks of red old men’s heads spilled out from the bag. Seeing this scene, many people watching began to breathe rapidly. This is a pile of money! How much does it take to put such a big bag?

Although the blind dates were much more jealous, no one took a step forward. They stood quietly, staring at the bags of banknotes on the ground. Seeing this situation, Wang Yong secretly gave Mr. Zhang a thumbs up. This matter was done beautifully. Now these guys who just came back from another place should be relieved!

Indeed, many of the young people in the village were unwilling to come back. They were still very nostalgic for urban life, and most of them had adapted to urban life, and many of them had not had low incomes. If it weren't for the forced pressure from the elderly at home, they wouldn't come back. For example, Wang Wei, who worked as a security captain in a foreign company, was easy to get three or four thousand yuan a month, plus other rewards and benefits, could get more than five thousand, which was not bad at all than some college students who worked for a long time. Giving up such a good job and returning to the village to be a farmer would definitely be unhappy. However, Wang Yong believed that today's scene would definitely make many people determined to stay at home. As for those who insisted on leaving, they could not stay. It would rain, and he would go to get married!

That night, almost everyone in the village was spending the sound of the bags of banknotes scattered. Especially the young people were even more nakedly envious, especially when they heard that Wang Yong sold dates and sold jujubes, the same pile of banknotes. In addition, the two times of selling vegetables, although not as many as these two times, ordinary people may not be able to get so much at the same time in their lifetime. After all, it is only 100,000 or 200,000.

Wang Yong was a terrible one! Because when they finished their work, it was dark and the bank must have closed down. Such a large sum of money was kept at home, which made the mistress say that Wang Yong would not do anything and insisted on staying for Wang Yong to see these two bags of money. In the end, the terrified uncle and aunt were ordered by the second master to accompany Wang Yong for a night and were not allowed to close their eyes, so she guarded two big black bags full of money.
Chapter completed!