After binding the system, Mrs. Wei went down the mountain

After a few months of renting members, one of the uncles raised his hand.

"Sister Wei, are all the vegetables we eat during this period produced on this land?"

Mrs. Wei nodded.

"Of course, the vegetables we eat are not the cheap vegetables bought outside, but the vegetables grown here. No kidding, in Beijing, I can sell a potato for 20 yuan!"

After Mrs. Wei finished speaking, everyone was obviously stunned.

"Just 20 yuan for a potato? Even if there are many rich people in Beijing, they won't be so wasteful, right?"

One of the students wondered:

Ma Wenlan smiled and then said:

"Don't believe it, everyone. It was just last year that I helped Sister Wei sell it."

Niu Cuifen also came out with her own pipe and pot and said:

"Speaking of that time, I came from Beijing to live in retirement just for this food. In this way, a year has almost passed. Time flies so fast!"

Ma Wenlan and Sister Wei are in the same group, so they may not believe what she says, but when Niu Cuifen, the eldest sister of the elderly care class, says what she says, they believe it!

Ding Dafen also bought vegetables from Mrs. Wei last year. When she heard what Sister Wei said, she asked strangely:

"Sister Wei, your food is really delicious. I bought it last year, but I remember that the food prices here are not that expensive. They are just normal food prices. I remember that the most expensive ones at that time were eggs and hens. Chicken, at that time, did a chicken cost 500 or 1000 yuan?"

As soon as Ding Dafen finished speaking, the new students took a breath of air-conditioning again. Just the chickens they have been eating in different ways these past few days, one chicken costs hundreds?

Zheng Cui said jokingly:

“If I knew what we were eating was so expensive, I definitely wouldn’t have eaten so much!”

"Haha, Sister Dafen, I think if you knew how expensive this dish was, you would definitely eat more!"

Sister Wei looked at Ding Dafen and said with a smile:

"When selling these vegetables at home, the price should not be too expensive. We are all fellow villagers, and the prices in Beijing are already higher than ours. Moreover, we do not sell these vegetables ourselves, but cooperate with a large-scale fresh food company. We provide vegetables to others, and they sell them at the same price!”

After Mrs. Wei finished speaking, everyone was moved.

"Sister Wei, you are such a good person!"

Mrs. Wei looked a little embarrassed.

"Okay, let's get to work quickly!"

With such a large group of people, Mrs. Wei and Grandma Yi's workload is finally lighter.

Everyone was planting vegetables, but Chu Xiu didn't go to carry water, and just kept watching everyone's operations.

"Aunt Xiu'er, what are you doing?"

As soon as Guoguo came back from fetching water, she saw her aunt staring at Sister Niu.

"Guoguo, I'm watching how Sister Niu grows vegetables. Last year, I planted a lot of vegetables at home, but none of them survived. Let me see what the problem is."

Hearing her aunt say this, Guoguo suddenly covered her mouth and smiled.

Later, she heard her mother tell her about the dispute between her aunt and her sister-in-law about planting vegetables and flowers. She heard that the incident ended with her sister-in-law's overall victory, which made her almost furious.

In one and a half days, with the joint efforts of everyone, the large garden in front of Mrs. Wei's house was all planted. As for the land at the foot of the mountain, it was a little later. The time was the same as last year, and the time for the two plots was slightly staggered. The better, the vegetables can be sold longer.

After the garden was finished, Mrs. Wei was in a happy mood, watching the students in class and hanging on the swing frame by herself.

"Aunt Wei, are you at home?"

The village chief's voice came from outside the yard.

"Er Maozi?"

Mrs. Wei was stunned. No wonder she felt that the name of Li Fugui's apprentice was a bit familiar. It turned out that he had the same name as the village chief!

As soon as Er Maozi entered the yard, he saw Mrs. Wei playing on the swing and said with envy:

"Aunt Wei, your life is too leisurely!"

Mrs. Wei raised her eyes and glanced at Er Maozi's shameless expression, and felt that this old boy must be up to no good.

"What are you doing here?"

Er Maozi quickly stepped forward and helped Old Mrs. Wei off the swing.

"Hey, Aunt Wei, isn't it? The county has held an investment promotion event, and our Dawang Village is the last pilot. People from those companies will come to our village to inspect in a few days, saying they want to set up a mine here. "

Mrs. Wei asked doubtfully:

"Mine?"

"Where to build it? Where to mine it?"

"Aunt Wei, it's a good thing to build it on our Dawang Mountain!"

"Dawang Mountain? Didn't you sell them all to me?"

Mrs. Wei stared.

"Oh, Aunt Wei, I'm only selling you this one. The rolling land behind us is called Dawang Mountain. Besides, this is also a good thing for you."

Mrs. Wei's eyes moved.

"What's the best way?"

Er Maozi lay mysteriously in Mrs. Wei's ear and said:

"If you really build a mine and start mining here, you will only buy this big mountain around here. Think about it, those people will definitely take back this mountain. How much did you spend to buy this mountain? Now they may have to spend ten times the price to get it back!"

After hearing this, Mrs. Wei was also surprised.

"Can you sell it for so much money just by selling it?"

Er Maozi nodded quickly.

"And, Aunt Wei, do you know that the county next door discovered a large amount of minerals in a village and opened the mine for several years. The people in the village became extremely rich. And not only did the village become rich, but now the people next door have become rich. The county has become a wealthy county in our province!"

Mrs. Wei nodded and then asked:

"Then are you here to tell me about selling mountains?"

Er Maozi quickly shook his head.

"Aunt Wei, of course not!"

Mrs. Wei looked Er Maozi up and down.

He was wearing an old cotton jacket, old cotton trousers, and a dog-skin hat. It looked like it had been passed down from his ancestors.

"Ms. Wei, I'm mainly here to tell you..."

Before Er Maozi could finish speaking, Mrs. Wei interrupted him directly.

"Let's talk about what you are looking for me later, Ermaozi. After all, you are also a village chief. Let's talk about what you wear, but Zhu Liuzi doesn't wear it as well! After all, you represent our village. When you have nothing to do, you have to go to the county. We are having a meeting here, what do you think people look like?"

Er Maozi scratched his head.

"Aunt Wei, you can't blame me for this. Now Zhao Caifeng, Widow Ma's family, and Grandpa Zhu have all been recruited by you. The poorest households in our village have all been lifted out of poverty. Now we are not the only poorest households in the village. I'm poor. Besides, I don't wear this kind of clothes when I go to the county. My son bought me a suit and I wear that when I go to meetings in the county. As folks at home, we don't need to be so particular."

Mrs. Wei curled her lips, stepped forward and pinched Er Maozi's clothes twice.