Chapter 70 (2/2)
Without Li Mu's Shennong gathering spirit array, the vegetables in these vegetable gardens would not be so delicious. Coupled with transportation, it is reasonable to make a profit of 50-50%.
”Cheng, er WA, uncle believes you!” Zhang lame quickly nodded and said, ”get the dishes ready!”
Zhang lame quickly said hello, and Li Mu rolled his sleeve and began to pull out carrots. Soon after, the ridge of Zhang lame's house was full of vegetables.
Some villagers who went to the ground in the morning saw the scene here. They looked at it curiously and dug so many dishes at a time, which is not common in Qianmen village.
”Uncle, it's too late to calculate carefully. Shall I give you 5000 yuan first as the vegetable money this time?”
After digging the vegetables, Li Mu looked at the time. It was already ten o'clock in the morning. He quickly said to Zhang lame.
”Yes, yes, why not? It's more than five thousand!” Zhang lame quickly nodded and said. Li Mu gave Zhang lame some money, and Zhang lame's family helped to load all the vegetables into Li Mu's van.
As soon as Li Mu closed the door, he drove the van to the dirt road of Houcun village, drove along the dirt road to the west of the village, made a circle from that road and drove out of Qianmen village.
Qianmen village and Wangjia village are on the left and right of this dirt road. Half of the dirt road belongs to Qianmen village and the other half belongs to Wangjia village.
However, the road at the entrance of Qianmen village is more convenient, so Qianmen village generally does not take this road, only people in Wangjia village often take this road.
”Isn't that Li Erwa from Qianmen village? The poor boy has turned over now. He even drove the van! ” When people in Wangjia village saw Li Mu driving a van, someone said.
”That's not true. It's said that this boy has become the village branch secretary of Qianmen village and even repaired the road to Qianmen village!” Another villager said.
”The poor boy is really lucky!” Some villagers said jealously.
Li Mu ignored the people in Wangjia village and hurried to the city with Wuling Hongguang.
The relationship between Qianmen village and Wangjia village has always been bad. In the past nine years, the two villages had a group fight to fight for water, and almost didn't kill anyone.
Li Mu drove his van all the way. He didn't get to the outside of Nanshan hotel until 11 o'clock. At the door of Nanshan Hotel, Zhang Xueqing was waiting anxiously.
If Li Mu doesn't come again, he won't be able to catch up with Nanshan hotel to cook at noon.
”Mr. Li, you can count it. Drive the car directly to the back kitchen!” Zhang Xueqing stretched out her hand to open the door, sat in the co driver's position of the van and said quickly.
”OK!” Li Mu nodded, stepped on the accelerator, and the van drove into Nanshan Hotel and directly to the back kitchen.
”The kitchen takes the food directly and doesn't weigh it. Mr. Li, if you say how many kilograms it is, even how many kilograms it is!” Zhang Xueqing didn't hesitate at the critical moment and said immediately.
”These dishes have been weighed at the head of our village. They are seven hundred kilograms, not more than one kilogram, not more than one kilogram!” Li Mu didn't want to take advantage of Zhang Xueqing and said directly.
”Move the dishes, move the dishes in, these dishes are really good!” Master Wang nodded with satisfaction when he saw these dishes.
”Stop it, who allowed these dishes to enter Nanshan hotel?” At this time, I don't know who tipped off Zhang Xin. This guy hurried over with a gloomy face.