Chapter 1133: Request for Changing Seedlings

Uncle One didn't know what Bai Yan was planning, but Master Qian called him:

"Old Song, I have good news for you—your white-eyed wolf apprentice is about to have no job!"

Even though Uncle One felt he had already seen through the truth of life, he couldn't help but be happy when he heard this!

After a while, he cleared his throat: "That kind of person has nothing to do with me, and whether he has a job or not has nothing to do with me."

"Besides, he has been in this line for decades, can't he have some connections? Maybe he will change to another place and be a head chef comfortably again."

"That's hard!" Master Qian laughed.

Their chef industry is quite heavy on tradition.

Uncle One took a white-eyed wolf apprentice, and everyone felt a bit of sympathy for each other, so Master Qian didn't keep laughing at him, but

"You know what your apprentice is like, don't you? After all these years, could he possibly have any good brothers?"

"He uses people when he needs them and discards them when he doesn't. Back then, he thought you weren't famous enough and that being your apprentice was embarrassing. But now that he's out there, he looks down on those famous chefs, thinking they are all just fame-seekers who got where they are through publicity..."

"We can't think like that either. What if we all plant them, and then they lower the price and buy them at the same price as regular radishes and cabbage?"

"Are you stupid! It's not like I'm selling the seedlings for 10 yuan each. At worst, we buy a few more. If one cabbage grows to weigh seventy or eighty jin, tell me, is that profitable or not? That's basically free money."

"The reason I called this meeting today is because I want to organize everyone to see if we can all make money together..."

But I also reminded Uncle Seven: "You must keep a tight grip on your family's supply of ingredients. Otherwise, if people are driven to desperation, who knows what they might do in the village! Isn't he also from your area?"

And regarding this point, the family discussed it several times at home, and now they have finally decided on the rules, leaving it entirely to Secretary Xiao Zhu to announce.

And the reason why everyone is so enthusiastic is entirely due to Secretary Xiao Zhu's promotion.

"What kind of seedling costs 10 yuan each! We're all in the same village; isn't this money a bit too easy to make?"

Goodness, what kind of blessed mouth does he have? His words are like gold!

"Oh my, at that age, it's quite embarrassing... it's not easy."

Just ask, who wants to grow radishes and cabbage that sell for seven or eight yuan a jin next year?

Secretary Xiao Zhu then answered the question the villagers had just asked:

But now!

Secretary Xiao Zhu and Song Tan exchanged a look, intentionally giving everyone time to discuss. Whether it works or not, whether it's good or not—you don't force a sale!

"However, the number of seedlings we can cultivate is limited; it's impossible for every family to plant several mu."

Three days, that's almost a thousand yuan, right? That's enough to buy another 200 seedlings.

"For now, what we can provide is seedlings at five yuan each, limited to 200 per family, and you must help the Song family with farm work for three days—I'll say it upfront, it's quite tiring, like digging, weeding, harvesting rice, or reaping wheat."

"If you think that way, don't stand here blowing cold air; just go back now."

Meanwhile, the Song family was looking at the notifications on their phones and listening to the loudspeaker outside, and the whole family followed along to the village committee office.

"If you ask me, it would be most satisfying if he lost all his money right now; that would be truly gratifying!"

Master Qian could hardly believe it and hurriedly asked: "How do you know?"

He curled the corners of his mouth triumphantly: "Let him come! Let him come all he wants!"

If it were just Uncle Seven and his wife, they would truly be a bit worried.

The apprentice had a "that goes without saying" look on his face: "He kept it hidden tight and didn't tell anyone, but it turned out he and his boss were arguing in the office and the cleaner heard it."

Who knows who will end up cleaning up whom!

"Good, good, good! People really must invest; if you don't invest, how can you go bankrupt?"

"Enough, enough!" Master Qian wasn't buying his act: "You really are broad-minded! No matter how miserable he is now, he spent decades making plenty of money and enjoying himself."

Secretary Xiao Zhu pressed her hands down: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious! You don't have to sell to us; if you don't want to sell, you can take them to the market yourself. That autonomy is entirely yours."

Someone asked in the back, and others were pondering underneath: "If I could plant a few more mu, how much money would I make in a year?"

"Just tell me if you want them or not?"

"These radishes and cabbages can sell for seven or eight yuan a jin, so if the seedlings sell for 10 or 8 yuan, are we still going to buy them?"

Everyone was talking at once, discussing it heatedly.

"Master, do you know what news I just found out? That guy named Bai across the way, the reason he's in such a hurry to find a buyer is because at the beginning of the year, in order to get his dividends, he mortgaged his own house! He took the money and invested it in You Ran Ju!"

Uncle Seven was so happy his eyebrows were about to fly to the sky, but he still had to put on a show and say a few words:

Once this was said, some people started muttering: "We're already paying money, and we still have to work for free? Working for a day can earn two or three hundred yuan."

"So are these seedlings given to us for free? Or do we have to pay to buy them? If we have to buy them, how many can we buy?"

In the cold weather, the people in the village had all returned, and since there wasn't a big enough office to sit in, everyone stood huddled together on the small square built with government funding.

Once these words were out, surely some people were muttering in their hearts, but not a single person moved to leave.

"The seedlings certainly cannot be given for free. But the price isn't expensive, and as long as no one in our village tries to cheat, then I can guarantee that someone will come to your door to buy them! The price will be the same as this year's price."

When the crowd's topic slowly drifted, I cleared my throat: "Alright, alright! People invested tens of millions to create these good things; do you really think you can just get them for free?"

Just as I was speaking, I saw my apprentice come in happily. Upon seeing me, he said mysteriously:

No words are as strong as this promise!

The cleaner didn't want to resign but didn't end up quitting, and during this time her wages were deducted one after another, so while the cleaning work is another matter, she certainly didn't miss any news.

Sigh!

Secretary Xiao Zhu's expression didn't even change: "Yes, that's why I said it's voluntary; we won't force those who don't want to do it."

"That's right, all morning many people called me about this. They said he was looking for work, made over a dozen calls, and not a single person would take him up on it!"

Everyone instantly became excited, and at that moment they asked all at once: "How are they sold? How much money? Will you really buy them at that price?"

Now that it was said like this, Master Qian couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth:

I tried to explain the matter as straightforwardly and thoroughly as possible, and sure enough, someone asked immediately:

Once my words were out, the reluctant people fell silent again.

"Everyone knows that Song Tan from our village has undergone professional training and invited experts to give personal guidance, so she has many extraordinary vegetable varieties on hand."