Chapter 214 So terrifying
While Deng Shirong's family was tasting cinnamon-flavored lychees, Deng Changfu's family was also tasting cinnamon-flavored lychees on their own litchi mountain.
Of course, Deng Shirong's family ate as much as they wanted, while Deng Changfu's family just picked a few to taste and then stopped without being satisfied.
After all, this thing can be sold for 50 cents per pound. If their family eats it freely, they can eat at least ten pounds, which works out to several dollars. With their current conditions, they are definitely not willing to do this. food.
After Deng Shirong ate more than a dozen pills, he said to his eldest son: "Yuntai, you can go back and bring three sacks later, pick two bags and send them to your second and third uncle's homes."
Deng Yuntai responded: "Okay, Dad."
Deng Shirong looked at his nephew and said, "Dashi, pick a bag and take it back to your parents for a taste."
Soon, everyone picked three sacks of lychees. Two sacks were sent by Deng Yuntai to his second uncle and third uncle's family, and the remaining sack was given to Bu Dashi to take home.
Deng Shirong said: "The lychees are not all mature yet, so wait until May Day before selling them!"
While picking lychees, Deng Yunzhen asked: "Dad, when will our lychees be sold?"
Deng Yuntai said: "Then I will go back and get the sack now!"
Deng Yunqiang immediately asked: "Uncle Jiu, now that the lychees are beginning to mature, when do you plan to pick the lychees and send them to the supply and marketing cooperative?"
Deng Changfu interjected and asked: "Jiu Gong, are your watermelons almost ripe? How much is the output?"
Everyone couldn't help but laugh when they heard this.
He was generous, but the cinnamon-flavored lychee was not cheap, and he did not give it to just any relative. The parents of the nephew-in-law did not help take care of the children, forcing the niece to spend ten yuan a month to take care of the children. Based on this, it is impossible for him to give away the lychee.
This is no lie. Ever since the couple came to help their uncle take care of the orchard, even if they said that the two of them together cost fifty yuan a month, the people in their village would drool with envy. After all, rural people in this era , the opportunities to make money are really very few.
Deng Shirong waved his hand and said: "No, I have already prepared it here. There will be no shortage of bamboo baskets."
Deng Shirong said: "It's not all mature yet. It should be almost ready in a few days."
Bu Dafang also answered: "Yes, uncle, it's only 50 cents per catty. It only costs more than ten yuan to pick a bag. This is really a waste!"
Jiang Dehu repeatedly waved his hands and said: "Uncle, we have been used to doing this kind of work since we were young. It's really not hard at all." Bu Dafang helped pick lychees and echoed: "Uncle, if you give us such a high salary, just do it What's so hard about this? I don't know how many people in the village are envious of us!”
With such a generous income and the amazing food they had at their uncle's house, the couple was naturally very motivated to work.
Deng Yunqiang said: "I have prepared it a long time ago. I have made seventy or eighty bamboo baskets. If Uncle Jiu needs it, I will give you some."
Deng Shirong made an estimate and said, "It's about 2,800 to 3,100 pounds!"
Lizhi Mountain is not far from home. If you walk faster, it only takes ten minutes to go back and forth. But Deng Yuntai also rode his bicycle when he returned, so the speed was even faster.
Deng Changfu said with shock on his face: "Tens of thousands of jins, my god, the watermelon yield is so high!"
Deng Shirong nodded and said, "Okay, are your bamboo baskets ready?"
Deng Yunzhen looked at the red lychees all over the mountain and asked, "Dad, how many kilograms do you think these lychees weigh?"
Deng Shirong smiled and said: "Don't worry about how much it costs. If you don't even want to eat the things you grow at home, then what's the point of living this life? Listen to me, pick a bag and give it to your parents to try. ”
Deng Shirong nodded and smiled: "Yes, Ahu and Dafang, you have worked really hard this year."
Deng Yunqiang is already calculating how much tens of thousands of catties of watermelon can be sold for. When he signed the purchase contract at the supply and marketing cooperative, he knew that the purchase price of watermelon was eight cents per catty, eight cents for ten catties, eight yuan for one hundred catties, and eighty cents for one thousand catties. , 10,000 catties, 800 catties, tens of thousands catties, that's thousands of dollars.
Everyone couldn't help but take a breath when they heard this. In this era, a household worth ten thousand yuan is still very important. One household worth ten thousand yuan a year. What is the concept of this?
Deng Yunqiang said: "Uncle Jiu, let's pick it on the same day, and then let the supply and marketing cooperative send a truck to pull it in."
Bu Dashi quickly said: "Uncle, I'll just take a few kilograms back and give them a taste. Keep the rest and sell them!"
Both the Bu Dafang siblings also knew that this uncle was always generous with his actions, so they didn't say anything more when they saw this.
Zhang Xiuping said with a smile: “This watermelon is all the work of my cousin and cousin's husband!”
Deng Shirong smiled and said: "It's more than five or six thousand. In a few years, the price of lychees will probably increase. It won't be difficult to make ten thousand a year."
Deng Shirong smiled and said: "It's almost ripe. I guess after selling the lychees, I can sell watermelons. As for the output, I can't estimate it. It should be tens of thousands of kilograms!"
Deng Yunzhen said happily: "Even if it is only 2,800 kilograms, it can be sold for 1,400 yuan. When the lychee trees grow up in a few years, the output is expected to double several times. By then, won't it be possible to easily earn five yuan a year?" Six thousand?”
As for his nephew's son-in-law's family, Deng Shirong had no intention of sending it away.
In addition to picking three sacks of lychees to send to relatives, Deng Shirong also picked some extra and took them home for the children who were still in school. On the way home, he happened to meet Deng Changfu's family who were also returning from Lizhi Mountain.
Over the past year or so, the couple has saved all the money except for giving their sister-in-law ten yuan a month to help take care of their children.
Deng Shirong squatted down and patted a big watermelon on the ground, and said: "Although this watermelon is sold much cheaper than lychees, the weight of the watermelon is not comparable to that of lychees. After the lychees are sold out, this watermelon should also be able to be opened." If you sell it, I believe you will make a lot of money.”
Hearing this, Zhang Xiuping couldn't help but smile and said: "My parents rarely even had lychees to eat in previous years. If I send them this sack of cinnamon-flavored lychees, I guess they will have to stay in the village for another ten days and a half."
Deng Shirong smiled and didn't say much, but he made up his mind to give his niece a big red envelope at the end of the year. After all, watermelon planting is not just about planting seeds and letting them grow. It's just about watering the mountains of watermelons. Fertilizing is no small project.
Now, their savings have quietly exceeded 800 yuan. In this era of rural areas, they are already considered rich.
It can be said that this year's bumper watermelon harvest is inseparable from the hard work of my niece and nephew-in-law. It is appropriate to give them a big red envelope.
Deng Shirong hummed and said, "I'll give it to your uncle and the others today. Then tomorrow morning you can bring the sacks over and pick one to give to your father-in-law and mother-in-law."
Doesn't this mean that the harvest from growing watermelons is higher than that of lychees?
At this moment, Deng Yunqiang was shocked by the numbers he calculated!
At the same time, I secretly regretted it. When Uncle Jiu's family planted watermelons before, why didn't their family follow suit?
(End of this chapter)
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