There were four coolie men in the back of the truck. They were all dark-skinned, with broad arms and round waists, and broad palms. It was obvious at a glance that they were good at work.

This rich man is from a nearby village, his name is Zhou Zhenghu, he is a fruit and vegetable seller. He not only collects watermelons, but also other seasonal fruits and vegetables, sells them to the city, and earns the price difference. .

Because you have the brains, the courage, the connections, and the sales, you can also make a lot of money. His gold belt and leather bag are both genuine Hermès, not some A-grade goods.

"Boss Zhou, I'm looking forward to the stars and the moon, but I've been looking forward to you. Hurry up and load the car. I think it's going to be cloudy today, so you have to hurry up. My family's melons alone are enough. It’s almost enough for you to pull a cart.” Chen Fugui walked quickly to Zhou Zhenghu’s side, laughed and said, offering a gold cigarette and helping to light it.

Faced with this kind of rich man doing business, even if he is a village chief, he is still a farmer in essence, and he still has to farm, so he unconsciously becomes a little shorter.

As a result, Boss Zhou didn’t take his cigarette. He took out a pack of Soft China and gave him one.

Chen Fugui suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He quickly put away his golden cigarette, took Boss Zhou's soft Chinese, took out his lighter, and lit it for Boss Zhou.

"Village Chief Chen, the watermelon market has been bad these past two days. New melons have been put on the market collectively, and the prices at the wholesale market here are not high. So now the purchase price has to be reduced. Surrender." Zhou Zhenghu said to Chen Fugui while smoking a cigarette.

His squinting eyes glanced at Xu Xiaoyan from time to time.

This little daughter-in-law’s appearance may not be conspicuous among the crowds in the city, but standing in the fields with her concave shape, set off by the surrounding scenery, makes people feel amazing, and she is clearly a different person. A pampered young lady.

Old and young couples, a flower stuck on cow dung, makes people feel envious, jealous and hateful.

Zhou Zhenghu secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Reduced price?"

When Chen Fugui heard this, his hands trembled, and he asked without even lighting up his cigarette: "How much will the reduction be?"

"One price, no matter big or small melons, raw or cooked melons, all cost 1 cent. If you think it's OK, we'll load the truck now. If you think it's not OK, then we can only pull it down. Selling melons is nothing now. I don’t want to do anything anymore, to be honest. You see, I get up early every day, go through the wind and rain, and am as tired as a dog. I’m exhausted. I can’t make much money at all, and I lose money every year. "Zhou Zhenghu said miserably.

His face is rosy, his arms are broad and his waist is round, and his belly is full of fat. It is hard to tell where he is tired or out of shape.

Moreover, it is a small watch with a big gold chain, a Hermès belt, and a Hermès leather bag. Who would believe it if they say that they are losing money every year?

"What? A dime?"

When Chen Fugui heard this, his body shook violently, and the soft Chinese in his hands was shaken off. He was dissatisfied. Said: "One cent per catty, Boss Zhou, have you lowered the price too harshly? The price has not been so low in ten years. I have invested tens of thousands in watermelon here, and I can barely make it back at two or three cents per catty." Ben, I'm losing money for one cent per catty. And we agreed on the phone yesterday that it would be fifty cents per catty, how could we change our minds now?"

"You might as well grab it for one cent per catty. Okay. If you don't keep your word, how can you do this kind of business?" Xu Xiaoyan couldn't help but get angry, put her hands on her hips and said loudly.

Zhou Zhenglong suddenly glared and said with a stern face: "Old village chief, I don't like hearing what your little wife is saying. Who are you to say that you don't keep your word? What about communicating on the phone? Can you tell the truth? It's just communication, not black and white. And now the price of watermelon changes every day, all the way down, and the price is beyond my control. If you have the ability, you can bring the melons to the city and sell them. See what you can do If you can't sell it, can you sell it at the price?"

"Female people, just stand aside and don't interrupt when men are talking." Chen Fugui scolded Xu Xiaoyan, and then said kind words to Zhou Zhenghu : "Boss Zhou, the price of 10 cents is too low. I have lost a lot of money in a year. In this way, I can make less money and get my money back, which is 40 cents per catty. What do you think?"
< br />"Old Chen, since you are the village chief, I will give you two cents at most. It's not like you don't know that the watermelon market is bad now. In our Qingshui Town alone, there are millions of kilograms of watermelons in these two days. Watermelons are on the market, and the market is saturated. I took all the effort to bring them to the market, but I can only sell them for 30 to 40 cents per catty, so there is no profit. And look at the day, it has begun to get cloudy, and the weather forecast says there will be cloudy weather in the evening. It rains heavily for several days. If the watermelon cannot be pulled out, it will be very troublesome. You can weigh it yourself. If you think it is OK, we will pretend. If you think it is not OK, I will go to the next house to have a look. Except for you, I will Just give me a dime." Zhou Zhenghu's attitude was very resolute, he was smoking leisurely, taking some time off, waiting for Chen Fugui to make a decision.

As long as Chen Fugui is taken care of, other melon farmers will not be able to catch him.

He is the only watermelon seller in these ten miles and eight villages. Watermelons cannot be sold to anyone but him.

The cloudy weather is a bad thing for melon farmers, but a good thing for melon sellers, because watermelons cannot be picked in rainy days, and there will be a shortage of watermelons on the market, and the price will rise accordingly. A wave.

Zhou Zhenghu took advantage of the rainy days to buy watermelons at a very low price this time. He has his own warehouse in the city and plans to store them for a few days and then sell them when the price reaches the highest level. He can make a lot of money. Pen. A conservative estimate would be several hundred thousand.

"It's only a dime per catty. This damn Zhou Laohu is really a horse and not a human being. I think if you call him Zhou Papi, he will plot against us ordinary people."

"There is no business without treachery, and there is no business without treachery! I would rather rotten in the ground than sell the watermelon to him for a dime per pound. After a year of hard work, he has earned all the money, doing things for others. Wedding clothes. It’s simply unreasonable.”

“Yes, I heard that watermelons in the city can be sold for one or two yuan per pound, and even four or five yuan for more. Just the watermelons in our village, The price difference is enough for him to earn tens of thousands. We might as well find a tractor ourselves and take it to the city to sell it."

"The key is that your tractor cannot enter the city. The urban management officer caught him. And it’s going to rain that day. If you’re not familiar with the place, you won’t even have a place to take shelter from the rain when you enter the city. How can you sell melons?”

“That’s right, it’s too difficult. . Grandma, let’s overturn Zhou Bapi’s car and let him bully others.”

“Nonsense! Don’t dare to do this. This Zhou Zhenghu’s brother Zhou Zhenglong is a gangster, how dare you Lift his car, don’t you want to live anymore?”

…

The villagers were talking about it, venting their dissatisfaction.

This week’s peeling was made by Chen Fugui yesterday. They agreed to collect melons in Qinghe Village for 50 cents per catty, but now the price has suddenly dropped to 10 cents, which is really unacceptable.

This year is another good harvest year. Everyone thought they could sleep with money on their pillows tonight, but they never expected to encounter such a terrible thing.

"Well, farmers are working too hard. I will be reborn as an animal in my next life and not be a farmer." Aunt Yueru sighed and sat down on the ground. She was so tired that she was covered in sweat and her clothes were all wet. Soaked.

"What's the cheapest price this week? If we don't sell it to him, can't we just contact other melon dealers?" Chen Yang said with some confusion.

Seeing the villagers frowning and working hard for half a year, their anger was about to be wasted, he saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart.

After hearing his words, the villagers laughed bitterly.

"Xiaoyang, you are too naive. If we could contact other melon sellers, wouldn't we stop contacting him? The entire watermelon market in Qingshui Town is monopolized by this man named Zhou."

“There used to be a few melon dealers, but they were all wiped out by him using despicable means. His brother Zhou Zhenglong was a well-known gangster. He had mines in the mountains and raised a group of thugs. No one dares to offend him."

…

The villagers said to Chen Yang in a hurry.

When the name Zhou Zhenglong was mentioned, Sister-in-law Xianglian's face suddenly changed, and her delicate body trembled.

Li Xianglian’s ex-husband Chen Xiaobei died in a quarry in Zhou Zhenglong. They agreed to compensate one hundred thousand yuan, but so far they have only compensated fifty thousand yuan, leaving the remaining fifty thousand yuan. Li Xianglian I went to ask for it several times but never got it.

That bitch Zhou Zhenglong even shamelessly asked Li Xianglian to sleep with him, saying that he would be paid ten thousand for one sleep, which made Li Xianglian very angry.

"Sister-in-law, are you okay?"

Sensing that something was wrong with Li Xianglian's face, Chen Yang quickly comforted her.

"I'm fine." Li Xianglian said.

"Xiao Yang, don't you know, your brother Xiao Bei died in Zhou Zhenglong Mine." A villager said.

"Oh, your little brother Bei died so miserably! I heard that he could have been saved at that time, but the boss named Zhou refused to save him because he was afraid of bearing high medical expenses and subsequent alimony. Something like that. Then the person disappeared. Now that your sister-in-law is with you, you have to treat her well. I believe that your little brother Bei is alive in heaven and will be very happy." Another villager said.

Chen Yang’s face darkened as he listened.

Sister-in-law Xianglian kept this matter secret. No one had told him about it, so she couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"Well, let's talk about watermelons. There are so many melons. If you can't sell them, why should you throw them away? A little loss is a little bit, so just sell them for a cent or a pound. . Grandma, I will never grow watermelons again."

"Yes, you have to sell it even if you lose money. It would be good if there are people in this hilly area who are willing to harvest melons."
< br /> "The key is to rain, otherwise we can leave it in the ground for a few days and think of a solution."

"I don't know anyone, so how can I find a good solution? Let me see. If you don't sell your melons to this Zhou Papi, you will have to offend him. This bitch has such a dark heart, who knows what trouble he will get into. He came here with nothing today, and there is no way he will come back with nothing."

　……

After a lot of discussion, everyone still has to face reality.

This melon can’t be sold without selling it!

You have to sell at a loss!

It would be great if some funds can be withdrawn. After all, many families are waiting for money to go to school for their children, for medical treatment for the elderly, etc. There is no time to delay.

"Hahaha, everyone is understanding. Now that you have figured it out, it's okay, come on, put on the scale and load the truck. Come one family at a time, don't be in a hurry."

The four big men who came with the car moved a scale from the car and were busy.

There is a large iron frame on the scale board specially used for weighing watermelons. It can weigh hundreds of kilograms of watermelons at a time, which is fast and efficient.

"Everyone must not think that I, Zhou Zhenghu, have a dark heart and try to undercut everyone. We are all fellow villagers from ten miles and eight villages. We do not have friendships but family ties. I, Zhou Zhenghu, am the kind of person who takes advantage of petty profits. Really? The watermelon market has been really bad these days. There are so many new melons on the market, and when there is a run on them, the prices are skyrocketing. If you don’t believe me, go to the city and take a look, and you will know if I am lying.”
< br />"To tell you the truth, the rainy day is coming soon, and there are still more than a dozen villages waiting for me to go to Lagua. They are all very anxious. But your Qinghe Village has the deepest relationship with me, Zhou Zhenghu, so I will be the first to come. Your village is lagua.”

…

Zhou Zhenghu said while smoking a cigarette and puffing away the smoke.

Being a bitch and having to build a memorial for yourself is so shameless, and she looks like a villain who has succeeded.

But he said that the reason why he came to Qinghe Village to pull melons first was because the water and soil in Qinghe Village were good, and the melons grown in Qinghe Village were large and sweet, and they had a good reputation in the market.

There were so many melons that he couldn’t pull them all in one cart.

He called, preparing to call two more cars.

You can easily earn tens of thousands on this trip. This money is almost as much as the wind blows, and you can make a lot of profit.

“Everyone, wait.”

At this moment, a voice suddenly came.

Chen Yang glanced at Zhou Zhenghu coldly and said to everyone: "Fellow fellow villagers, sell all your melons to me. I will charge you one yuan per catty."

"What? One yuan per catty?"

A simple words, but it was as if it was earth-shattering and shocked all the villagers. They couldn't believe it at all.

The watermelons in Qinghe Village have never been sold at such a high price in history.

Moreover, if you sell melons for one yuan, you won’t make much money if you bring them to the city. You will probably lose your blood.

"Xiaoyang, are you crazy? You are not a melon seller, why do you buy so many melons?" Sister-in-law Xianglian said speechlessly, her face darkened, and then she smiled at everyone Said: "Big guy, my Xiaoyang is just joking with everyone. Don't take it seriously."

"Sister-in-law, I am serious. A manly man, he always keeps his word. How can I break my word? Otherwise, wouldn’t I be just like someone who cheated on me all the time?" Chen Yang said with a smile, with a serious look on his face.

　“Why did you buy so many melons? Do you have a market?”

　“There is no market.Ah, I bought it and ate it myself. ”

Poof!

Li Xianglian almost spat out a mouthful of blood when she heard this.

You bought these hundreds of thousands of kilograms of watermelon You have to have a big stomach to eat it yourself.

She knew that her little brother was a bad person and could not see the villagers working hard to grow melons but losing everything, so she wanted to help others.< br />
Chen Yang now has a net worth of tens of millions, and he spent hundreds of thousands to buy the whole village’s melons, which is just a drop in the bucket.

“Xiao Yang, are you serious? One dollar to buy our melons? "

"That's great, Xiaoyang, you are really a living Bodhisattva. "

" "I don't need a dollar, I can sell it to you for fifty cents a pound." "

"Yes, it's about fifty cents a pound. For one dollar per pound, you will lose a lot. We feel sorry for ourselves. ”

…

The villagers accepted Chen Yang’s kindness and were willing to sell melons to him, but they also proposed that the price could be lower, not wanting him to suffer too much loss. .

“I said one dollar is one dollar. Don’t bargain with me. I won’t take a penny less. "Chen Yang said categorically, giving people the feeling of a rich man who is not short of money.

But no one noticed that at this moment, Zhou Zhenghu's eyes were so cold that they seemed to be able to kill.