ushernet Chapter 130 Dealing with Crisis
Chapter 130 Dealing with Crisis
Chapter 130 Dealing with the Crisis
The more he learned, the more he discovered the greatness of Mr. Deng.
Mr. Deng’s decision was absolutely wise at the time. Qiu Huoming felt deeply in his heart, is it the great men who make the era, or the era that makes the great men?
As the night deepened, every household began to carry cots and small chairs, calling their children to rush home.
Qiu Huoming took a bath and lay on the bed. He heard dogs barking in the distance, but the sound gradually stopped.
It was obviously hotter inside the rural house than outside. He fanned himself with a palm-leaf fan until his hands became sore, and then he slowly fell asleep.
The next day, only one person from the group of fruit vendors came with a cart. He lowered the price very much and left before he had collected all the fruits.
By the time Qiu Huoming learned the news, it was already afternoon. San Gu and her family didn't even have time to eat before rushing to the village chief's house.
When he rushed over, the village chief's house was already packed with people.
"Everyone has a good harvest this year. The fruits of the 'Qia Zi' in the north are bigger than ours. The temperature difference there is big, so their fruits are sweeter than ours..." The village chief said with a bitter face, tapping his pipe.
"Then our fruits will just rot at home!" a villager said anxiously.
In previous years, everyone was doing small-scale business with small quantities. When the fruits were ripe, they had no trouble selling them. At worst, they would push a cart into the city to sell them, and they would be sold out in three or four days.
This year is different, everyone is putting all their efforts into planting.
Qiu Huoming stood in the yard and thought, this is the consequence of backward information. Everyone is rushing to produce a single product, which easily leads to the current situation.
As the group was discussing, a woman squeezed in from the doorway and lay down without saying a word. “My fruit!” She slapped her thigh and cried, “If the fruit doesn’t sell, I won’t live anymore!”
In the past, everyone might have thought that he was a unreasonable guy, but now they all felt the same way.
The village chief shouted, "Cry! Crying is useless! Get up, we should think of a solution!"
Qiu Huoming stood outside the door and listened for a long time, and found that the village chief's idea was still to mobilize the villagers to carry the fruits into the town and then to sell them in the county town.
My third uncle refused to do it. He had a lot of experience in selling fruit in the city. Not to mention what would happen if so many fruits were poured into the city at once, he couldn't even wait that long. The fruit could only be kept fresh for a week, and if it rotted, it would be unsellable.
"I object. We have all flocked to the city. We know how much the city people can buy. Village chief, you have to make a suggestion to the higher authorities. We have worked hard for half a year, waiting for this deal to support our family."
"What does my family have to do with you? Your wife is from the city!" a man standing next to the village chief shouted.
"What's wrong with being a city person? I'm still a farmer! My grandparents are both farmers!" Ren Jiahe was so angry that he slammed the table and stood up.
"That's right. Jiahe and I are both farmers. Who doesn't have a few acres of orchard..."
There was a lot of discussion in the room, and Qiu Huoming frowned. These people didn't get to the point at all.
The village chief coughed and said, "Find a few people and go to the commune with me. The commune leaders have to come to deal with this matter."
Soon three people stood up, Jiahe was among them, Qiu Huoming also stood up, "Third uncle, I will go with you."
Seeing that he was just a half-grown boy, several people didn't take him seriously and followed him.
Five people drove the team's tractor towards the commune.
The quality of the yellow peaches of 'Mu Shanhuai' is actually quite good. When Qiu Huoming was picking them yesterday, his third aunt handed him one. He wiped the skin and ate it directly. The skin of the yellow peaches here is thin, the outline is not obvious, and there is not much hair around it. In terms of appearance alone, except for the small size, the rest is no worse than those in the north.
The tractor was parked at the gate of the commune compound.
Director Ren of the commune took this matter very seriously and immediately made several phone calls to the county. The final reply was that the products could be sold on their own and the county would not set up checkpoints.
This is almost the same as the village chief's method.
Qiu Huoming thought for a moment and stood up, "Director Ren, I have an idea..."
Director Ren waved his hand and said, "Go away, I'm already so anxious, a little brat like you shouldn't come and make trouble!"
"There's a canning factory in the county, and it's in trial operation. The yellow peaches from 'Mushanhuai' are of good quality and can be canned. Director Ren, I suggest you go ask them."
Qiu Huoming was given the cold shoulder, but he still spoke patiently.
My third uncle immediately introduced, "Director Ren, my nephew is not an ordinary person. He is the top scorer in the college entrance examination in our province this year. Even the county magistrate has taken a photo with him, and he has even been on the provincial newspaper!"
This gimmick really made Director Ren take it seriously.
"You're a nice young man, please sit down." Director Ren became polite.
"The cannery you just mentioned, can it take our products?"
"I think it's possible. Everywhere is developing the economy. There's no reason for Wucheng County to miss this opportunity to generate income..."
"Then I'll go and talk to them again!" Director Ren was also from 'Mushanhuai'. Everyone in his village had the surname Ren. Everyone in the village had come to him for help, and he was anxious.
After shaking the phone several times, the other party finally responded.
"The canning factory hasn't started formal production yet? Can you help us with the processing..."
Halfway through the phone conversation, he waved his hand and said, "Come here, young man."
Qiu Huoming came over, and Director Ren stuffed the microphone into his hand, "Talk to him, I understand what he said, but I just don't understand..."
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Qiu Huoming put the microphone to his ear. The other party was still talking. "Hey, what do you think of what I said?"
Qiu Huoming cleared his throat. "How much is the cost for processing on behalf of others? Is there a payment period? Can we use your factory's brand?"
"We will only charge you the cost, no extra money. The county has given us a guarantee, and we can give you a one-month payment period. You can figure out the brand yourself. We haven't even got our own brand yet. It's easy. You can just find a printing factory..."
"Okay, let's do this first. The yellow peaches will be brought over tomorrow. Can we start production right away?"
"You need to bring some people over to wash the fruits. We don't have enough workers..."
"Then I'll bring number 20."
Director Ren stood aside and listened to him talking about everything. He was very anxious. When he finally hung up the phone, he came over and asked, "What did you say?"
Qiu Huoming wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "We have discussed it. You guys have to make the final decision on this matter. I am just a messenger."
"Okay, at least it's not your fault, you say."
"Their factory agreed to help us produce canned yellow peaches, and we only charge the cost, which is the cost of the canned packaging, electricity, labor and so on. These fees must be paid in one month. You have to figure out a trademark yourself. I suggest calling the canned yellow peaches 'Mu Shan Huai' brand, and by the way, take this opportunity to promote 'Mu Shan Huai'..."
"We can find a printing factory to make the trademark. It's so simple that it can be done in three days. If you agree to this, we can send the peaches to the factory tomorrow..."
Qiu Huoming reiterated in one breath what had just been agreed upon on the phone.
Director Ren slapped his thigh and said, "Let's go to the village and ask each household to send one person to work on this matter. We will set the rules on the spot."
Brother Huozi just tried his hand at it, and today's task is complete...