I Am Just a Support Teacher

"What are you talking about?"

Hearing Yang Xin's words, Father Yin asked with some uncertainty.

"I told the villagers to help me find such medicinal materials, and I will pay for them." Yang Xin said to Father Yin.

"Are you sure you're not joking?" Father Yin looked at Yang Xin with scrutiny.

"I'm not joking. My friend runs a pharmaceutical factory and needs these medicinal materials right now," Yang Xin said.

"Why do I feel like you are a liar? A few years ago, someone came to our village to collect some old objects, and ended up deceiving many people." Father Yin looked at Yang Xin and said.

Hearing Father Yin's words, Yang Xin was speechless, and co-authored me as a liar.

So he took out his mobile phone and said to Father Yin, "I'll show you this. This is the 50,000 yuan my friend transferred to me today. It's right for me to help her buy these medicinal materials."

"Uncle Yin, if you don't believe me, I can let you hold the money. After the villagers find the medicinal materials, you can send the money to them. What do you think? Liars don't give money to others, do they?" Yang Xinchao Father Yin said.

"If you give me the money, I will mobilize the villagers to find medicine for you. I don't guarantee whether others will help you." Father Yin said to Yang Xin.

"Don't worry about this, the price I offer is very high. As long as everyone helps find the medicine, it will not be a problem to earn three or four hundred a day." Yang Xin said to Father Yin.

"What if you can't earn that much?" Father Yin asked Yang Xin.

"If you are worried, I can hire everyone to work. What do you think of three hundred yuan a day? No matter how many medicinal materials I find, I will give three hundred."

Yang Xin said to Father Yin: "But let's say it first, I settle the bill once a day. If I find out that someone is charging me with money, I won't let him go the next day."

"Okay, as long as you give money, you can hire anyone you like."

Father Yin said to Yang Xin: "However, before I help you mobilize everyone to find medicine, you have to put the money with me first."

"No problem, I'll transfer the money to you right now, let's take 30,000 first, let's talk about it if it's not enough." Yang Xin said to Father Yin.

Later, Yang Xin transferred 30,000 yuan to the bank account of Father Yin's son Yin Jiakong.

The reason why it was transferred to Yin Jiakong was because Father Yin's account did not have a mobile payment function.

After receiving the money, Father Yin really helped mobilize.

He posted the news in the village committee group, and immediately many people inquired about it.

Soon, Father Yin helped Yang Xin find thirteen people, all of whom were around 40 to 50 years old.

That night, these people went to Father Yin's house to see the samples collected by Yang Xin.

"This is oolong vine, I know this one."

"This is called Gouqizi. I have seen many of these in the mountains. So this is also a medicine?"

"This is the root of the slime tree..."

A group of people looked at the samples that Yang Xin had recovered, and they all said that they would definitely help him find many of these medicinal materials.

"Young man, I heard from Secretary Yin that in addition to hiring us, you also pay as much medicine as you want? Can I see the purchase price list of these medicinal materials?" An uncle in his forties asked Yang Xin.

"Yes, this is the purchase price list I made. Each processed medicinal material has a different price. In fact, if you can find a lot, it is not a problem to earn thousands of dollars a day. I will send out the price list. In the group, there are also pictures of these medicinal materials, so that everyone can see them and not make mistakes." Yang Xin said to everyone.

In order to facilitate the communication between Yang Xin and the village name, Father Yin dragged him into the wechat group of Laozhai Village yesterday.

After identifying the medicinal materials, the next day, more than a dozen village names went into the mountain to help Yang Xin find the medicine.

At night, everyone found a lot of medicinal materials and came back.

Later, Yang Xin taught everyone how to handle medicinal materials at Father Yin's house.

Yang Xin immediately weighed the processed medicinal materials for everyone.

Some people can earn five to six hundred quick bucks for their medicinal materials according to the purchase price, but Yang Xin only pays them according to the employment price of three hundred yuan.

Only one or two people were looking for relatively few medicinal materials. According to the purchase price, it would not be enough for 300 yuan, but Yang Xin still paid according to the employment fee.

Faced with the price given by Yang Xin, people who searched for a lot of medicinal materials naturally felt that they were at a disadvantage.

Some people immediately discussed with Yang Xin, explaining that the purchase price should be calculated tomorrow, and Yang Xin also agreed.

Only a few people feel that they can't find so many, so they still go according to the employment price.

After ordering the medicinal materials, Yang Xin asked Father Yin to distribute the wages to everyone.

The next night, Yang Xin inspected the medicinal materials again.

Today, the person who found the most medicinal materials directly earned more than 800 yuan, and the moment he got the money, he was as happy as a child.

Apart from him, the other people who counted according to the purchase price also made a lot of money, at least none of them were less than 500 yuan.

However, what made Yang Xin displeased was that there were still so few people who were hired at the employment price, and two of them didn't even have half of yesterday's price.

"Father Yin, these two people are too few to find. Give them the money and don't want them tomorrow." At night, Yang Xin said to Father Yin.

"Okay, I'll tell them about it later." Father Yin readily agreed, and he could see that the two of them were outrageous.

"By the way, someone asked me to ask you, do you still have people here?" Father Yin asked Yang Xin.

"I don't need people anymore. These people are enough. I don't have a lot of money. It may take a long time to collect once after the 30,000 yuan is spent." Yang Xin said to Father Yin.

"That's it, okay, I'll make arrangements for you." Father Yin said to Yang Xin.

On the third day, Yang Xin found that although there were only a dozen or so people looking for medicine, the number of medicinal materials they found increased significantly.

The one with the most took away more than 3,000 yuan in wages a day, and the same was true for the others, at least not less than 1,000 yuan. Such a situation frightened Yang Xin.

Because in just one day, more than 10,000 of his money went away.

Soon Yang Xin knew that these were not only found by the dozen or so people Yang Xin hired, but that many villagers also went to the mountains to find them, and asked these people to help sell them to Yang Xin.

Seeing such a situation, Yang Xin quickly contacted Father Yin and asked him to tell everyone to stop looking for medicine.

The next day, Yang Xin counted all the medicinal materials. Some medicinal materials were enough, while some medicinal materials were not enough.

So Yang Xin gave another medicine list, removed the names of some medicinal materials, and only kept the insufficient medicinal materials.

After Yang Xin gave the prescription, almost the whole village mobilized.

In just two days, all the medicinal materials Yang Xin needed were found.

Of course, his 30,000 yuan was also spent.

Afterwards, Yang Xin stopped collecting medicinal materials, and the villagers naturally lost the chance to make a fortune.

Next, Yang Xin hired a tractor, pulled a truck full of medicinal materials to the city, and sent it to He Qingqing by SF Express.

"Boss Yang, when do you need these herbs?" Someone in the village asked Yang Xin.

"I don't know for the time being. It depends on when my friend needs it, but don't worry, I will tell you when I need it." Yang Xin said to the village name.