Miracle Doctor Little Farmer

Early the next morning, Wei Hao personally brought people over. This is something that Liu Yun personally explained, and Wei Hao couldn't help but pay attention to it.

"Mr. Zhao, hello, I am Wei Hao, the purchasing manager of Haoshi. As soon as he saw Zhao Baliang, Wei Hao greeted him warmly. In that way, how kind and cordial it is, Zhao Baliang is a little unaccustomed.

"Manager Wei, you're polite, just call me eight taels, call me Mr. Zhao, it's not used to listening. Zhao Baliang said as he took Wei Hao towards Zhou Fujun's house.

"I don't know Zhao ...... Baliang, how many local chickens did you buy this time?" Wei Hao asked on the way to Zhou Fujun's house.

"One hundred and forty or fifty. Zhao Baliang didn't know the specific amount, so he probably had to ask Zhou Ting.

Hearing this amount, Wei Hao nodded, it's not much, he can completely pull it away at one time.

As soon as he arrived at Zhou Fujun's house, Wei Hao heard the cries of chickens one after another, and Zhao Baliang was also a little embarrassed: "We were not fully prepared this time, so these local chickens were locked up in the backyard......"

"It's okay, it's okay." Wei Hao said that it was okay and went to the backyard to take a look. Although Liu Yun personally explained it, he also had to see if it was a real local chicken, if it was a broiler chicken or that kind of imitation local chicken, he would never want it.

Thanks to the joint efforts of Zhao Baliang, Zhou Fujun's family, and Wei Hao, more than 100 chickens in the backyard were quickly loaded onto a car specially designed to transport live poultry. These chickens were put in cage after cage.

"Manager Wei, please wait a minute, there are some local chickens temporarily fostered in the villagers' homes, I'm going to let someone catch them." "Zhou Fujun's native chickens are only a part, and a small part is temporarily fostered in the villagers' homes.

"Okay, that's going to be a problem. Wei Hao said very politely.

Let Zhou Fujun greet Wei Hao for himself, and Zhao Baliang and Zhou Ting went door-to-door to inform the villagers to send the local chickens to Zhou Fujun's house according to the number on the purchase list yesterday.

It stands to reason that there is no difficulty in this matter, but when it was received from Widow Zhou's house, Widow Zhou shirked her reluctance to send the local chickens to Zhou Fujun's house: "Eight taels, you see that these chickens have gone out to forage for food, and they won't come back for a while! Why don't we come back another day?"

"Widow Zhou, didn't we say it yesterday? Don't let the local chickens out for the time being today, why don't you listen?" Zhao Baliang was a little angry, he said when he gave the money yesterday, and the widow actually played tricks on her heart this week.

"Yes, Aunt Zhou, don't you want to sell it? If you don't want to sell it, just return the money to us." Zhou Ting also spoke. Seeing Widow Zhou like this, she obviously regretted it.

"No, no. Widow Zhou waved her hand again and again, and said, "It's not that I don't want to sell it, don't you see that these chickens have run out? Won't it be the same if I sell them to you tomorrow?"

No matter what Zhao Baliang said, Widow Zhou just didn't want to hand over the local chicken to Zhao Baliang today. At this time, Zhao Baliang also had a little headache, they were all villagers, what could he do?

Widow Zhou insisted on refusing, and Zhao Baliang was helpless, so he had to say: "That's okay, tomorrow, you can't be fooled!" What is Widow Zhou's real name, Zhao Baliang really doesn't know, anyway, since I can remember, everyone calls her that. Speaking of which, it is not easy for Widow Zhou, I heard that her husband died within a few years of marriage, and it is really not easy for her to pull this daughter to grow up alone. It is precisely because of this that Zhao Baliang is really embarrassed to force Widow Zhou to return the money.

"Definitely, definitely. Widow Zhou said flatteringly.

When he walked out of Widow Zhou's house, Zhao Baliang was still a little unhappy, why was the widow so untrustworthy this week? If the villagers all learned from Widow Zhou, then his purchase of local chickens would not be yellow!

"Zhou Ting, do you know why Widow Zhou is unwilling to give us the local chicken?" Zhao Baliang couldn't figure it out, so he asked Zhou Ting.

Glancing at Zhao Baliang, Zhou Ting snorted heavily and said, "Stinky rascal, don't talk to me." "

Still angry about yesterday's events?" Zhao Baliang asked slightly embarrassed. Yesterday's incident, Zhao Baliang didn't mean it, and besides, he kindly reminded Zhou Ting!

" "You still have the face to say!" Zhou Tingqiao's face flushed, because the weather was relatively hot, Zhou Ting just wore a relatively transparent bandeau yesterday, and I don't know if Zhao Baliang saw something that shouldn't be seen.

"Ahem...... Okay, I was wrong, okay? Why don't I let you see it too?" Zhao Baliang said, his habitual mouth fluttering.

"Phew! not in shape!" Zhou Ting wanted to beat Zhao Baliang, but thinking that Zhao Baliang was now her boss, she was really embarrassed to do it.

"Hehe...... Zhao Baliang smiled innocently, which really made Zhou Ting helpless.

Zhou Ting didn't want to continue to dwell on this matter, so she said, "Do you know why Widow Zhou has to delay for a day?"

"I don't know." Zhao Baliang said.

"Have you seen Widow Zhou's chicken coop?" Zhou Ting suddenly asked. As soon as he asked this, Zhao Baliang also immediately thought that now is the day when the native chickens lay eggs, and there are many native chickens and hens in Widow Zhou's house, and there are few roosters. At least a dozen eggs can be laid a day, even if it is at the price of one dollar for a native egg, it can be more than ten yuan a day!

" "Understood, right?" Looking at Zhao Baliang, Zhou Ting asked.

Nodding, Zhao Baliang said, "So that's the case." The widow is too thief this week, isn't she?

"This can't be blamed on Aunt Zhou. Zhou Ting said: "After all, it is not easy for the villagers, you can have more than ten yuan a day, who doesn't want to ask for it!"

Zhou Ting said, Zhao Baliang also felt that this was the case. However, fortunately, most of the villagers are still very trustworthy, and when Zhao Baliang and they went to the door, they were very happy to catch the local chicken and send it to Zhou Fujun's house.

After informing all the villagers who sold local chickens yesterday, Zhao Baliang and Zhou Ting returned to Zhou Fujun's house. At this time, Wei Hao was chatting with Zhou Fujun. Because a large part of the more than 100 native chickens are hens, they laid sixty or seventy eggs yesterday.

Zhou Fujun wondered if he could sell the native eggs to Wei Hao, "Do you buy native eggs in your hotel?"

"Accept it, but if the quantity is too small, we don't want it." Wei Hao said: "We have contracts with some special free-range bases, and we basically buy local eggs from them.

"That's right. Hearing that the number was too small, Zhou Fujun was slightly disappointed. He still has fifty or sixty eggs saved at home, when are he going to sell them at the farmers' market in the town!"

After coming back, Zhao Baliang immediately said to Wei Hao.

At this time, Zheng Yuefen had already made a sumptuous meal, and Zhao Baliang naturally warmly invited Wei Hao to eat.

Wei Hao also wanted to care about Zhao Baliang, so he agreed directly.

At the wine table, Wei Hao asked, "Baliang, how many local chickens do you have in your village?"

This question really stumped Zhao Baliang. Although every family raises it, if you want to say the specific amount, Zhao Baliang really can't say.

"There are a total of 122 villagers in our Lushui Village, and the villagers have about a dozen or so at the least, and there are twenty or thirty at the most, so after all, there are still 15,600 of them. Zhou Fujun knew more about this aspect than Zhao Baliang, so he answered for Zhao Baliang.

Fifteen or six hundred, according to the calculation of collecting 200 a day, that is, seven or eight days of hard work can be completed, in this way, Zhao Baliang really can't make much money.

After Wei Hao and Zhou Fujun said this, Zhao Baliang also realized that this money-making plan could not be sustained, so he asked Wei Hao: "Then can I go to other villages to buy it?"

Wei Hao said: "At present, in addition to directly purchasing the local chickens of our luxury food hotel from farmers, we will also entrust some middlemen to collect them on their behalf. Of course, our main source of supply is some free-range farms. "

Free-range base?" Zhao Baliang asked puzzled.

Nodding, Wei Hao said, "For example, now that you have an orchard, you can raise chickens in the orchard." These chickens eat insects and some grass seeds in the orchard, coupled with the large area of the orchard, the quality of the native chickens in these free-range bases is much better than that of the native chickens raised by farmers......"

Listening to Wei Hao's description, Zhao Baliang suddenly found a way to get rich, didn't he also contract more than 100 acres of understory land? Why don't you raise chickens in this more than 100 acres of understory land? There is nothing lacking in the mountains, but grass seeds and small insects!"

"Come, Manager Wei, I toast you." Unexpectedly, Wei Hao inadvertently provided himself with such a good idea to make money, Zhao Baliang was excited, raised his wine glass, and was about to toast Wei Hao.

"The eight brothers are polite. Saying that, Wei Hao picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

After eating, Wei Hao chatted with Zhao Baliang for a while, Wei Hao wanted to find out the relationship between Zhao Baliang and Liu Yun, but Zhao Baliang kept saying that it was an ordinary friend, so Wei Hao had to give up. People like them who work in large companies don't have more eyes than others, and they also know that there are some things that can't break the casserole and ask the end.

"Manager Wei, I'm really bothering you today. After sending Wei Hao to the car, Zhao Baliang said below.

"Brother Eight or two is polite, this is what I should do. Wei Hao also said very politely.

After Wei Hao left, Zhao Baliang called Zhou Ting, Zhou Fujun and Zheng Yuefen for a meeting.

Zhou Ting was a little dissatisfied, and said, "Another meeting?"

"You girl, listen to what you say." Zhou Fujun glanced at his daughter dissatisfied and said.

"Okay, listen to Boss Zhao!" As she spoke, Zhou Ting moved two chairs over and sat down to listen to Zhao Baliang's teachings.

"That's right, Manager Wei's words just now gave me an inspiration, I plan to build a chicken farm, and then I will invite Zhou Ting to be the factory director!"

"I'm not going. Zhou Ting refused, who knows what Zhao Baliang's idea is? What if Zhao Baliang wants to uncover the rules by himself?

"You girl, Baliang invited you to be the factory director, it was because I saw you, and you also brought up a shelf." Zhou Fujun is very dissatisfied with his daughter's attitude, and now the more he looks at Zhao Baliang, the more pleasing he is to the son-in-law, who will make money and be filial!