Compared to hunting in the mountains, it is basically done by men. Digging winter bamboo shoots will be done by both young and old. Bai Ah Xiong, who brought the first batch of winter bamboo shoots, originally thought that his nephew's friend in the city opened a restaurant, and it was estimated that the number of winter bamboo shoots he could buy was limited.

Unexpectedly, my nephew had a meal and negotiated a big business. Not only did he buy it without limit, but the price was extremely fair. Bai Axiong naturally would not miss such a good thing, and even wanted to bring the people in the village to make a fortune together.

Back then, his father was the head of the ten villages and eight villages. As the head of the head, Bai Axiong also hoped to be a person like his father. No matter where he went to the village of his own tribe, others would give him a thumbs up when he mentioned his Bai Axiong's name.

He even said, 'This is a good man'!

In peaceful times, the military power value seemed to be of little effect to the mountain people. In contrast, the financial power value was more popular. How to lead the villagers and even the nationalities to become rich has also become Bai Axiong's biggest wish.

When I rode back to the village, my wife who was doing housework at home was surprised to see him, "Why are you back so soon? I thought you would be having dinner at Xiaofeng at noon? Is there anything wrong with me when I come back so early?"

"Well, big things are also good things! Guess how much do you think the bamboo shoots we dug yesterday can be sold?"

Regarding Bai Axiong's silence, his wife rolled her eyes and cursed, "You are the uncle, you can't take advantage of your nephew."

"That's possible! Hurry up and finish the family work, make some dry food for lunch, and let's continue to dig bamboo shoots in the mountains. Afeng contacted a big boss in the city yesterday, and he would not have to worry about selling any more winter bamboo shoots, and the price was very good.

Just the more than 100 kilograms of winter bamboo shoots we dug yesterday, he calculated it for us and it should be sold for seven or eight hundred yuan in the end! The bamboo forest we went to yesterday, I saw that the bamboo shoots were good, so we both of us would dig later.”

As soon as he finished speaking, his wife said in a daze: "How can a hundred kilograms of winter bamboo shoots be sold for seven or eight hundred yuan?"

"The dealers in the town are too unfair, and they deliberately lower the price of the bamboo shoots they bought us! Afeng said that the boss who collected bamboo shoots in the city set three prices for the bamboo shoots. One price is less than half a pound, and another price is more than half a pound and more than one pound.

Even the worst-class bamboo shoots are more expensive than being sold to the town. Think about it, if we two could dig a hundred kilograms a day, we could earn at least four or five hundred a day. We can do such a profitable job, so we can keep a little harder!"

"Well! I'll talk to Xiaofeng now!"

Looking at his wife who didn't do anything and hurried out, Bai Axiong walked towards the highest house in the village. He used to live in that house with his own father. Now he has changed to a few other respected and prestigious old men in the village.

For the young people in Baiwa Village, everyone hopes that they will have the opportunity to live in that house when they get old in the future. Because the elderly who can live in that house are all the old people in the village who deserve respect and respect.

Seeing Bai Axiong who suddenly entered the house, several old people in the village were also curious and said, "Axiong, is there something wrong?"

"Well, I want to discuss something with some uncles and uncles. I'm a little confused about this!"

"Okay, then you say it, let's listen!"

As Bai Axiong told the story of his nephew's purchase of winter bamboo shoots, one of the old masters interrupted and said, "The Afeng you are talking about is your sister's eldest son?"

"Well! I'm only sixteen years old this year, but my brain is easy to use, and I'm more considering things than I do."

"Indeed! If you really want to yell around the world, other villages may wish you and our village. But at that time, our village will definitely compete with other villages for bamboo forests, and it is really possible to bring disaster to the child!"

Bai Axiong, who was scolded by an old village, was also very well-behaved and did not dare to refute it. In fact, on the way back to the village, Bai Axiong woke up. He could not even lead the villagers to become rich, so how could he lead the entire ethnic group to become rich?

Disorderly competition will only completely ruin the market. In that case, it will be more than worth the loss. Perhaps as my nephew said, we should listen to the advice of a great man, so that some people can become rich first, and then drive others to embark on the road to becoming rich and well-off.

Taking this opportunity, Bai Axiong also told the old man about his nephew. After hearing this, the old man nodded and said, "Although he doesn't have much impression of this child, his smartness is just like your sister. The most rare thing is that the child has feelings and righteousness."

"Doctor Mu's grandson has no problem with character. When you have the chance next time, you will take him here to sit."

Although Baiwa Village also has so-called village committees, the actual village affairs must be discussed with these elderly people. The more economically backward the area, the more it exists. Fortunately, the old people in the village are elected by the villagers.

If you become a village elder, you will feel that everything is fine. Then the next time you elect a village elder, you may be thrown into the village people. Perhaps it is this clan system that Baiwa Village is poor and poor, but it is more united than other villages.

After chatting for a while, one of the old masters of the village immediately said, "A Xiong, go and ring the bell and let the men of the village come over."

"Yes, the old village!"

As the bells of the ancestral hall rang, many men at home seemed a little stunned. Only the second uncle-in-law's wife was stunned for a moment and said, "Third brother, I guess your brother has told the old man about this matter, so you can go there quickly!"

"Well! Then you guys wait first, or?"

"My sister-in-law and I will go there first. You can come with your elder brother. When you finish the talk, I guess there will be no more people in the village."

With such an opportunity to make money, Bai Ahuo's wife felt that as long as other village residents were not stupid, they would enter the mountains. Even if they entered the mountains first, they might not make more money. But if they entered the mountains early, other village residents would not come here where they were.

Seeing this, Bai Ahuo didn't say anything. He joined the other lay men in the village and rushed into the ancestral temple on the top of the mountain. To be precise, this old house located at the highest point of the village is actually used for sacrificial sacrifices in the village.

But once the bell rings, the adult men who hear the bell ringing must arrive here as soon as possible. If the world was in chaos in the early years, the people of the village would be armed in a very short time.

Compared with Mujia Village, Baiwa Village is undoubtedly more populated. The village is located on the sunny side of the mountain, and is also occupied by bamboo, wooden and even stone houses. The more you go to the bottom of the mountain, the newer the houses are, and the taller the houses are, the older the houses are.

This architectural style is somewhat similar to the style of building a house in another ethnic minority high mountain tribe!

When the men gathered in the village, the men quickly calmed down as the old men opened their voices. Bai Axiong, one of the villagers, also stood in front of everyone and talked about Mu Zhengfeng's harvest of winter bamboo shoots.

When I heard that winter bamboo shoots could be sold so expensively, and the bigger the price, the more expensive it was, the few men standing below, wondering what they thought of, gritted their teeth and said, "The dealers in the town are all in black!"

Judging from this situation, it is estimated that the winter bamboo shoots they dug up before were sold to town dealers at a cheap price. If they had known that Mu Zheng Summit would receive them, they would have earned at least twice as much money. Even if they were a few hundred yuan, these people felt distressed!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Bai Axiong also said at the right time: "Everyone cleans up the bamboo shoots, mud and other things you dug. My nephew Afeng said that he only earns a few cents per catty for us.

If we sell his winter bamboo shoots, the city boss will definitely have an opinion. If this business is to last for a long time, we must be more honest in our work. When there are more winter bamboo shoots, we will organize a pack horse team to transport it out.

At that time, the boss in the city will send a truck to pull it. When the boss in the city has settled the bill, I will bring back the money from the big guy. If someone sells the bamboo shoots but fails to get the money, I will recognize this account!"

After Bai Axiong finished speaking, the most prestigious old man in the village also gave a few words at the right time. The meaning of the words was very simple, and this way of making money was provided by Bai Axiong's nephew. It cannot cause trouble for others, and it cannot be praised everywhere.
Chapter completed!