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    The cooperative delivery time is scheduled to start in one week.

    This was He Fan¡¯s request. He used the excuse that it would take time for his own vegetables to mature, but he was actually feeling guilty.  Although he promises to say that a stable supply is no problem, in fact, he only has a small vegetable garden at home, how can he supply it

    Naturally, He Fan would not tell Li Yu these words, and that was why he was fighting for this week.

    He is not too worried. He has dragon scales in his hand and if he can use the art of making clouds and rain a few more times, he can get as many high-quality vegetables as he wants.

    Everything was settled. He Fan and Li Yu were both satisfied and left each other's phone numbers.

    Seeing that it was getting late, He Fan stood up and left:

    "Mr. Li, since everything has been settled, I will leave first."

    Li Yu also stood up, picked up her bag and put it on Xiu's shoulders, folded her arms, smiled and nodded:

    "Don't call me Mr. Li. We will be partners from now on. Just call me Li Yu. I hope we can have a happy cooperation in the future."

    After the two shook hands, He Fan turned and left.

    I returned to the Dongmen Vegetable Market and took my basket back. After wandering around the market for a while, I bumped into my third uncle He Jianjun who had already purchased some good stuff.

    The two of them returned to the place where the bun was parked and found that Zhao Fenran was already waiting by the car.

    On the way back to Qinghe Village, there was no awkward scene like the one in the car when we arrived.

    He Fan¡¯s vegetables have been rounded up, and the two baskets are empty. The goods that He Jianjun brought in just fit into He Fan¡¯s baskets, so the inside of the car is much more spacious.

    "Fangzi, I don't see that you are really good at doing business. All the vegetables are sold out? You are making a lot of money. You must have two red tickets no matter what."

    He Fan chuckled and said nothing.

    "If you tell your third uncle that you have sold these two baskets of vegetables for more than 2,000 yuan, your jaw will drop. He is still driving. It is not good to be stimulated

    And Zhao Fenran didn¡¯t know whether it was accidental or intentional. After He Fan sat down, she sat directly next to He Fan, even though there were three more seats in the back row.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? But He Fan was not in the mood to think so much at this time, as he was preoccupied with hurrying home and planting vegetables, and did not notice at all that there was a slightly resentful look next to him, which glanced at him from time to time.

    The return journey took another two hours. As soon as he got home, He Fan put down his bamboo basket and ran towards the mountain behind his house.

    Every household in Qinghe Village is not rich and lacks everything, but there is no shortage of land. Being surrounded by mountains on all sides means that there is endless wasteland and endless land!

    "If anyone wants to open a wasteland to plant something, they can definitely find a suitable wasteland by looking around, and they don't have to pay rent.

    He Fan knew very well that growing more than a hundred kilograms of vegetables in the vegetable garden behind his house was already overwhelming, and it would take a long time before new crops could be harvested.

    If you want to achieve a stable supply of three hundred kilograms of vegetables per day, you can't even think about relying on the vegetable garden behind the house. You can only go to the back mountain to see if you can open up some wasteland for growing vegetables.

    After wandering around Pingding Mountain for a while, He Fan found a relatively flat mountainous area. It had to be an area of ??five or six acres, which was more than enough for cultivating and growing vegetables.

    And the most valuable thing is that there are no tall and strong trees nearby, only weeds and shrubs, so it is much easier to clear up the land!

    ¡°This is it, it will soon become my blessed place.¡±

    He Fan looked at the vast wasteland in front of him and murmured to himself with satisfaction.

    After going down the mountain and going home, I found that my parents had come back and were preparing lunch.

    Seeing that He Fan was back, my mother asked: "You came back from the market and just left the basket here. Where did you go? How are our vegetables doing?"

    ¡°I just went up the mountain and all our food was sold out.¡±

    He Weihai and his wife were shocked when they heard this.

    My silly son went to a market and brought hundreds of kilograms of vegetables to sell. He originally thought it would be good if he could sell ten or eight kilograms.

    "Sold out? Are you bluffing us?" He Weihai barely wrote it on his forehead. Why didn't I believe it at all?

    Every time He Weihai goes to the market, he only brings a few dozen kilograms of vegetables. Sometimes he still can't sell them all. After all, the competition for selling vegetables at the market is too fierce. This time, this is to not dampen He Fan's enthusiasm.  I didn't say it in advance.

    He Fan looked at his father's suspicious look and said helplessly: "It's really sold out. Didn't you see that the basket is empty?"He Weihai looked at the empty basket and scratched his head. It was really a strange thing. His mother beside him said angrily:

    "Don't be dissatisfied, old man. Our son is much more capable than you. Just because you can't sell it doesn't mean He Fan can't sell it."

    Being scolded like this, He Weihai could only laugh, but the look on his face was still doubtful:

    ¡°If you sell it, sell it, and you can keep the money for yourself.¡±

    He Weihai thought that even if he sold them all, the income would only be one or two hundred. If he knew there were two thousand, he would probably be able to do something illegal for He Fan.

    He Fan responded. He really planned to keep the more than two thousand yuan with him. In addition to the twenty-two thousand yuan from selling fish food, he had nearly twenty-five thousand yuan.

    But He Fan didn¡¯t intend to spend it on his own, all the money had a use, and good steel must be used on the blade!  Twenty-five thousand is the initial capital to make your own fortune!

    With divine items like dragon scales, He Fan is confident that he can double the 25,000 by hundreds, thousands, or even more!

    During lunch, He Fan also took the opportunity to tell his parents about his plans to open up wasteland in the back mountains. He Weihai glanced at He Fan and said leisurely:

    "Why do you want to open up wasteland? You have nothing to do? Help me tend to those potted plants, and I can sell more money to raise your tuition!"

    He Weihai thought that his son was just arrogant and had nothing to do with it.

    My mother also gave words of advice:

    "Don't listen to your dad. Let your dad do the dirty work of taking care of the potted plants. Just rest at home. School starts in a month. Then you can just study hard. Why go up to the mountains to open up wasteland when you have nothing to do?  We¡¯re tired and dirty, so we won¡¯t go.¡±

    When He Weihai heard this, he immediately rolled his eyes.

    This partiality is too serious, but looking at his old lady's face, he didn't dare to say anything, he could only eat quickly.

    He Fan was deeply moved after listening to his mother's words. Although his family's financial situation was not rich, his parents had not allowed him to do much good farm work since he was a child, and they had to live frugally to support his studies.

    This made He Fan more determined to let his parents live a good life.

    If you want to make money so that your parents can live a good life, you have to open up wasteland and grow vegetables. He Fan said firmly:

    "Mom and Dad, I'm really not kidding you. I plan to open up a few acres of vacant land in the back to grow vegetables. Our vegetables are very popular at the market. Today we sold all the hundred or so kilograms."  It¡¯s over, there¡¯s already a boss who wants to cooperate with us!¡±

    He Fan confidently waited for his parents' reply.

    Logically speaking, his parents should support him, but what He Fan didn't expect was that after hearing He Fan's words, He Weihai stopped eating and looked at He Fan like an idiot: "What a whim!"

    He Fan was stunned for a moment, why was he so whimsical?  Dad has always supported me in daring to venture into and fight hard. What happened today?

    Mom opened her mouth to clear up her doubts:

    "He Fan, you really took the wrong approach this time. Most of the land in our back mountains is saline-alkali land, and nothing can be grown. The slightly better land is full of trees. Then you will have to spend ten  The success is achieved, but the return is less than 10%"

    He Fan was dumbfounded when he heard this, how could he have forgotten this!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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