Reborn King of Marketing

Tonight, the mountain village has become a sea of ​​joy.

This was the second day after the auction ended. All the settlements and handovers had been completed. Except for a few people who were left to continue running the porridge shop, everyone returned to the village.

Under night, countless bonfires were lit in Zhangjiacun.

Both sides of the main road in the village are filled with various tables, chairs and benches.

People shuttled between them like a revolving door, placing the best food each family could get on the table.

The entire road became the venue for village banquets.

Erzhuzi drove a small farm truck and brought in a truckload of wine. Zhang Xuebing said today that everyone can drink as much as they want and don't come home until they're drunk.

In the courtyard at the head of the village, more than a dozen earthen stoves were set up, and flames several feet long were sprayed from the chimneys.

The master chefs are busy in full swing, and all kinds of dishes are delivered outside like a flowing stream.

At the end of the long street, there is a huge round table, and the main contributors this time are sitting here.

Zhang Xuebing sat in the first place, taking his place. Next to him were Shitou, Shanying, Gou Sheng, Lao Guo and others. Even Ma Gan, who had just been discharged from the hospital, was among them with a bandage on his head.

At this time, Zhangjia Village has changed. All the old houses have been repaired, and many two-story mixed-use buildings have been built in the village.

Several mountain roads and key places have also been repaired and reinforced, so they can withstand one or two floods without any problem.

Looking at all this, Zhang Xuebing felt happy that his efforts these days were finally in vain. He just waited for the heavy rain to pass and the whole village was on the fast track.

At this time, the foreign guest followed Pinski's example and, accompanied by Jiao Mujiao, also came to the main table.

Shitou pointed at him and laughed, "Old principal, you are addicted to pretending to be a foreign guest. Why didn't you bring your female secretary?"

The old scholar glared at him fiercely, sat next to Zhang Xuebing, and complained, "You kid, please stop tossing my old arms and legs in the future. I can't even wash off my fake beard, and it's getting prickly heat no matter how hot it is!"

At this moment, the old scholar was wearing a dress with a straight back and a big beard. He really looked like a foreign guest.

Everyone at the table suddenly burst into laughter.

Zhang Xuebing hurriedly filled a glass of wine for him and said respectfully, "The old principal took great credit this time. Without the foreigner you always played, we wouldn't have made so much!"

Everyone thought it was right, because only the old scholar knew the screw country best and had contact with many people, so he naturally acted the most like him. If it were someone else, the secret might be exposed.

"It doesn't matter if you drink or not, just don't forget to promise me what you want!"

"When you go to Screw Country, I will definitely take you with me. Don't worry about that. In addition, I will also give you the Lao Zhong Award this time!" Zhang Xuebing said.

The old scholar chuckled and said, "What else can you reward me with, wouldn't it be Ganoderma lucidum?"

Zhang Xuebing stretched out two fingers and said, "Two hundred thousand cash, why don't I be stingy!"

Everyone at the table was stunned, and the old scholar was so frightened that his mouth split open.

"Are you kidding? Why should you give me two hundred thousand?"

Everyone saw that Zhang Xuebing looked serious and did not look like he was telling a joke, so they all stretched their necks to listen to what he said next.

Zhang Xuebing looked solemn and said word by word, "This money is not for you personally. I want to build a junior high school and you will be the principal in the future!"

The old scholar stood up suddenly, his fake beard trembling with excitement.

"Xiao Bing, are you not telling me what you said?"

"Boss, are you really going to spend 200,000 yuan to build a school?"

"Isn't this a waste of time?"

I heard that 200,000 yuan would be spent to build a school, and several young brothers had serious objections.

Zhang Xuebing glared at them, his face was serious, and he was talking eloquently.

"The ancients said that when young people are strong, China will be strong, and modern people also say that education makes a country prosperous. The reason why our village is poor is not only because of its geographical location, but the most important reason is the lack of talents. Talents from outside cannot be attracted, so we can only train ourselves, so

Not only will I build a middle school, but I will also build a high school and even a university in the future. When our village is full of undergraduates, masters, and doctors, this straw nest will also become a golden nest!"

The old scholar, who had devoted his life to education, heard this and the corners of his eyes became moist. He picked up the wine glass with trembling hands and took a sip.

"Xiao Bing, you are well said and have farsightedness. As long as you really do this, I will sell you my old life!"

Zhang Xuebing stood up slowly, raised his wine glass and spoke impassionedly.

"The villagers have been able to achieve such great results this time, thanks to everyone's full efforts, so everyone is a hero. Now I announce that everyone who participates in the auction will be rewarded with a thousand yuan in cash. Go to the accountant to get it tomorrow.

Don’t worry if you didn’t participate, everyone will also get a big red envelope to make you feel happy!”

These words immediately caused a burst of cheers from the whole village, old and young.

Zhang Xuebing pressed his palms and continued, "As for the large amount of funds left, I plan to do three things. The first is to build a middle school, and the second is to build a deep processing factory for mountain goods at the foot of the mountain. Everyone in the village has

Opportunity to work in a factory!”

Most adults are not very interested in school, but when they heard that a factory was going to be built, they immediately became interested.

Many villagers envy the workers in the city who commute to get off work on time every day and have food to eat without having to plow the land, sow, weed, or weed.

Some people even equate workers with factory workers.

Before people could cheer, Zhang Xuebing dropped another bombshell, "This factory is collectively owned by the whole village, which means that each of you has a share!"

"I, can I be the boss too?"

"Ah, is what Xiaobing said true? The factory also belongs to our family?"

"Doesn't that mean that our village will become capitalists in the future?"

"What are you all arguing about? Listen to Xiao Bing!"

"Yes, what about the remaining money? Should we also divide it among them?"

The clear profit from this auction was the auction price of Ganoderma King plus the money from the spores and Ganoderma porridge, totaling 700,000 yuan.

As for Xiao Chenchen's 300,000 yuan, only Zhang Xuebing and a few close confidants knew that he planned to use the money as start-up capital to sell grain to the Screw Country, so it was not known to outsiders.

Money must be clearly accounted for on the bright side, only then can it be said to be fair and aboveboard.

Zhang Xuebing said loudly, "We have to walk dozens of miles of mountain roads once we go out of the mountains. The straight-line distance to Linxian County is less than ten kilometers, but we have to go around for hundreds of miles. This is because there is no good road. With the remaining money, I decided to build two

Roads, build the roads in Linxian County and the roads out of the mountains and into the city!"

Everyone suffers from bad roads. Many mountain products in the mountains cannot be sold because the roads are not open to traffic. Those hawthorns, persimmons, and walnuts can only rot on the ground.

Road construction is a great good thing that will benefit the present generation and benefit the future, and it will benefit eight villages in four townships. This is also in line with Zhang Xuebing's promise to help impoverished mountain villages.

After everyone listened, most people agreed, but of course there were some objections.

Some people even proposed that they only build roads in their own villages and leave those in neighboring counties alone.

Before Zhang Xuebing could say anything, several famous talkative ladies immediately sprayed those people all over their bodies.

"We just focus on the present and have no foresight. We have built the road to Linxian County, and the road under the mountain has become an important road. Our village will not be developed in the future?"

"When the road is built, our village will provide food and accommodation, and we will make a lot of money. Hmm, what a heartless thing!"

These aunts have become his loyal followers since they earned benefits from following Zhang Xuebing. Any objections will be completely suppressed by them.

In fact, Zhang Xuebing thought further. After the road to Linxian was built, several cities in the southwest would no longer need to take a detour to go to the provincial capital or to Beijing.

Zhangjiacun has become the best location on this transportation hub. In the future, it will make a lot of profits just by providing various services, not to mention that it can become a cargo distribution center or even a logistics transfer station.

Among people of this era, only Zhang Xuebing can foresee how much benefit can be gained from relying on transportation in the future.

The whole village drank a glass of wine, and the village banquet officially began. As everyone exchanged glasses and chatted with each other, a few uninvited guests came uninvited!