Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

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"Wen Hui, Wen Hua, are back," another person greeted their brothers.

Before the two of them could answer, their father, Feng Huafu, who was putting bamboo poles and baskets on the tricycle, rushed and said, "Yes, I just arrived last night and came back for the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Wenhua looked at the other party's dress, "Are you going to beat chestnut too?"

Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, sooner or later, there will be some coolness, and it's time to hit chestnut.

For Feng Jiachong, chestnut has a special meaning. It can be said that Feng Jiachong became rich slowly, starting from Feng Yiping's parents selling sugar-fried chestnut in the provincial capital.

Now, no one has been in this business for a long time. Even the stall downstairs in the flagship store of the hometown taste noodle restaurant next to the Provincial Passenger Transport Center has been withdrawn. But now Feng Jiachong’s chestnut trees are more expensive than Feng Yiping’s childhood. A lot more.

In the past two years, many people opened up wasteland in the mountains to grow wheat and peanuts, because they were not very fertile. Many crops were not planted and chestnuts were planted.

Everyone is so active. Naturally, chestnut is not worried about sales. The chestnut juice developed by beverage companies and provincial universities has been selling well in Youjia and other stores over the years.

So compared with Feng Yiping and the others when they were young, some things are now reversed. At this time, chestnut dealers ran toward them. Now they are quite a few people from all over the country and they ran outside at this time.

In terms of the production capacity of beverage companies, how can Feng Jiachong or Wuliao's production be satisfied?

However, unlike the crops planted in the fields, chestnuts can only be hit by manpower. So now Fengjiachong, or in many places nearby, when chestnuts are hit, it has become a real busy time for farming. It is also the most lively time in Fengjiachong's mountains. It’s a rare time for the whole family to go out together to do farm work, just like the time when we used to grow wheat and harvest wheat, plant rice seedlings and harvest rice.

Not only do people who get off work in villages and towns have to help after work, they work in the provincial capital. Returning home to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival is not just to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival. You have to contribute to this matter.

"Yes, Hua Fu, why are you so lucky to have such good two sons?"

"Hehe," Feng Huafu was dumb, only knowing that he smiled silly, "If you want to help, just say it,"

"No need, they come back from get off work at noon, they will call together. Now it's more convenient. After the call is finished, they can be loaded directly in the car without picking."

"Yiping, didn't come back with you? Isn't he in China these days?" This question is also a question that people who see them will ask.

Who made Wenhui the only person working with Feng Yiping in Feng Jiachong?

"My uncle came back before the Mid-Autumn Festival," Wen Hui said.

At this time, another group of people were also talking about this.

Under a big chestnut tree in Feng Yiping's family, his cousin Feng Dongzheng, who is also one of the major shareholders of the pig farm, rushed back from the pig farm in the county yesterday. He dropped the cigarette **** in his mouth at this time. Feng Zhenchang, who insisted on going up the tree, hugged him up, "San Ye, let's not talk about other things, if there is something wrong with such a big tree, if you have something to do, wait a few days for the level to return, how can we explain to him?"

"It's hard to say how many of our brothers don't even help with this. You have to do it yourself,"

"If you want to fight, just hit those on the low trees,"

"San Ye," "San Da," many people on the road also persuaded, "You just rest. How can you do these things?"

Although there are fewer and fewer fields, and now there is only a ration field enough for the two of them to eat, plus a vegetable garden, these chestnuts on the mountain, Feng Zhenchang and Mei Qiuping, cannot be abandoned.

For them, the meaning of this chestnut is also extraordinary.

Of course, in the past two years, there is no need to say that people in the village want to help, but they have no chance. Several cousins ​​of Feng Yiping, at the same time, even cousins They are all big, and these things have been rounded up by them.

"Big trees are actually easy to fight," Feng Zhenchang said.

Mei Qiuping pulled him back, "You, the more you pull to stop you from doing it, the more you want to do it, just like a kid who loves to fight a ring."

"I'm young, besides, how can farmers not work?" Feng Zhenchang said to himself, but seeing that Mei Qiuping's tone was not good, he didn't insist anymore, honestly holding the pliers and preparing to pick up the chestnuts that were beaten down. .

"Don't say, this year's chestnut looks really good," Feng Wenzheng and the others pulled down the combination ladder under the tree and said, looking at the chestnuts that were all split on the tree. Great,"

"This will be delicious until the end of the year,"

"Yes, Yiping likes it too," Feng Zhenchang said.

Now, as before, chestnuts are no longer unwilling to eat. In addition to selling to beverage companies, every household will leave hundreds of catties of chestnuts peeled off. They are usually placed in a ventilated and cool place upstairs. Similar to the processing method of raisins.

When the Chinese New Year comes, peel off the outer hard shell, the chestnut inside becomes smaller and softer. It is not only sweet, but also has a delicate fragrance. This is indeed what everyone likes, including Feng Yiping. Eat hometown specialties.

And it is an authentic, natural and absolutely organic specialty.

Of course, such a thing, placed in the past, is an extravagant behavior that I dare not even think of.

Mei Qiuping said while picking it up, "This is good, this one stays."

Feng Zhenchang couldn't help but talk about her again, "You are just a dead brain, can't you let the food factory pick the best ones to stay?"

"Then how can it be shot down from our own tree, we can peel it off by ourselves," Mei Qiuping said.

Similar things are happening in Fengjiachong, in many nearby fields. People who beat chestnut will always want to leave the best for the children.

Finally, in these places, many people see the chestnut and only think it is a chestnut, not like a few years ago or ten years ago. Looking at the chestnut, what they see is not the chestnut, but the money.

Although everyone has not fertilized or sprayed these chestnut trees over the years, but beekeepers have come here to raise bees. Speaking of the harvest of chestnuts, it depends on the weather, but this year the harvest is really good.

One morning, a few big trees in Feng Yiping's family smashed chestnuts worth more than a thousand catties, which is a rare good harvest in recent years.

At this time, the road was also lively. Those young people who left work in the factory rode motorcycles, or drove tricycles and vans, and pulled the chestnuts that their parents had picked home from under the trees.

The two Wenhua brothers who were also at Feng Yiping's house saw the road on ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, and later they got stuck in traffic.

However, unlike the impatience during traffic jams in the city, when traffic jams here, everyone is happy, talking about their own harvests, talking about recent work, and of course, it is inevitable to talk about news about Feng Yiping.

In the past two years, everyone has actually been a little bit aesthetically tired of news about Feng Yiping in newspapers and on TV. Even Feng Zhenchang, who loves newspaper clippings, feels that newspaper clippings seem to be meaningless--because there are too many.

However, they have paid attention to the news about Feng Yiping recently.

Although many of them, like Feng Zhenchang and the others, do not understand why Feng Yiping attaches so much importance to the Internet, they all watched the conference that Feng Yiping organized that caused widespread coverage with pride.

They also learned the news that Feng Yiping’s most important company in the United States is about to enter the country for development. Although they also don’t know the significance of YouTube’s entry into the mainland, it does not matter. Anyway, as long as Feng Yiping is happy, they Just happy.

"I heard that on that website, I will be able to see movies and TV series made by Uncle's domestic and American companies in the future."

Feng Yiping is indeed working hard for this at this time.

These days when he returned to the capital, he almost stayed at YouTube China, personally coordinating the cooperation between China and Silicon Valley.

He was about to go home for dinner when he received a call from Huang Jingping, "How are you doing?"

"The preparations are very good, and we strive to be online before the National Day," Feng Yiping said, "what about you, let's go home now,"

"I'm home, Amanda is already asleep,"

"She actually went to bed so early today?"

"Yiping, I want to discuss with you, this year, let Zhang Yan and Jin sister also come to Silicon Valley to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival?"