They all like to eat hairy peaches here when autumn cools down, but what does a yellow peach taste like? Is it sweet? Is it tasty?
They haven’t even seen one before, and you want them to leave their land fallow to plant yellow peach trees?
No way, no way.
What if nobody recognizes the yellow peaches when they are harvested, and they can’t sell them? Wouldn’t they just be left holding the bag?
Planting fruit trees is different from planting crops, isn’t it? Doesn’t it take two or three years for any fruit tree to start bearing fruit?
If it doesn’t work out, what are they supposed to do for these few years, starve?
Those who were initially interested are now hesitating, and those familiar with the Sun family even take the opportunity to ask extra questions while helping out.
"Ah, this yellow peach, it’s our first year planting them. I heard they aren’t very sweet when unripe, but sweet when ripe."
"Village Chief, what you said... isn’t every peach not sweet when it’s unripe? You’re just hearing about it, haven’t you ever eaten a yellow peach yourself?"
Village Chief Sun waved his hand, "Where would I have tried that stuff, I haven’t even seen it."
"You haven’t seen it and you dare to plant a mountain full of fruit trees? These saplings must have cost a pretty penny to bring back, right? What if the fruit that grows isn’t tasty?"
Village Chief Sun: ᕙ(⇀‸↼‵‵)ᕗ
Well, you really got him there.
Village Chief Sun watched as his third son brought back two truckloads of peach saplings, his oldest son and his wife along with his second son and his wife were all excited about unloading the truck, they even skipped meals to help.
After unloading the trucks, the oldest son and his wife, along with the second son and his wife, were all carefully handling the saplings, he then took his third son aside.
"Son, Chuxia had you plant yellow peaches on the mountain, did she mention how to sell them once they grow? That girl might not understand, but we’ve never heard of yellow peaches here. Even if we set up a stall and sell them on the streets, not necessarily anyone would want to buy them. I’m not against planting them, but after all that effort, if it’s all for nothing, think of the wasted money on saplings, management, and labor."
During this time, the family dug tree holes, so the eldest and second sons were hiring help, each tree hole cost five cents, and those with quick hands could dig over 20 in half a day, which amounts to more than one dollar.
Working at the factory for half a day wouldn’t earn more than a dollar.
He knew all this money was invested by Lin Chuxia.
Even if it’s not their own money, his sons and daughter rely on Lin Chuxia; he couldn’t let Chuxia waste her money unjustly.
Sun Bingnan looked at the tree holes on the mountain and the saplings unloaded from the trucks, all revved up.
Hearing what his old man said, he smiled and reassured, "Dad, don’t worry too much about this. Whatever Chuxia asks us to do, we just do it. Haven’t you seen in these two years? Chuxia knows what she’s doing. As long as we follow her directions closely, we can’t go wrong."
Village Chief Sun was still hesitant, Sun Bingnan pulled him aside and lowered his voice, "Dad, do you know about the vegetable greenhouses in Qin Family Village? I passed by Qin Family Village today, there are three to four hundred vegetable greenhouses, a vast expanse of them shining bright. Do you know how much investment each greenhouse represents? Even if you don’t know about these, you’ve heard of Village Chief Qin Shusen from Qin Family Village, haven’t you?"
This is the hope of our Daqing Mountain Village.
"Third son, what do you say about me going to broadcast via the loudspeaker later, to see who wants to plant yellow peach trees, we could sell them the saplings at a fair price? If our own saplings are not enough, you could run another trip to the Northwest later, the village will cover the travel expenses."
Seeing his father finally understood, Sun Bingnan’s face sincerely revealed a touch of smile, "Sure, dad, just do it. Your son supports you. But let me say the ugly part first, folks might not recognize this stuff, and if no one wants to plant, don’t be too disappointed."
"No worries, your dad understands this point. If they don’t value it, it’s their loss. We’ll be the first ones to eat the crab, and by the time we have enjoyed it, they will regret it."
By then, when they want to plant fruit trees, it won’t be him eagerly pleading anymore; it will be them coming to ask him.
Village Chief Sun walked out cheerfully, and after a few steps, suddenly thought of something.
"This afternoon I’ll visit the County Forestry Bureau. I heard that Qin Family Village is running large vegetable greenhouses, and the Agricultural Bureau sent down several technicians. If our village wants to plant fruit trees on several mountains, the Forestry Bureau should also send us a technician, right?"
Sun Bingnan gave his father a thumbs-up, "Not to mention, our dad’s mind is really sharp. Dad, I support you on this. If our village gets the fruit tree project running, it will definitely be no worse than the vegetable greenhouses of Qin Family Village. Then you will also be an advanced figure in our county."
Village Chief Sun’s dark face beamed like a flower, "You lad, stop flattering me. Let’s not think about being advanced or not now. I am just thinking about how Chuxia always has us on her mind, and we absolutely can’t hold her back."
Sun Bingnan secretly chuckled, wondering who was just worried earlier that they wouldn’t make money once the fruit trees matured.
Village Chief Sun, made self-conscious by his sons’ gaze, put on a stern face and told his three sons, "You three rascals are basking in your sister’s glory. Otherwise, how could such good fortune fall upon us? From now on, Chuxia and your sister are your closest family. Do your jobs well and never neglect them."
"Dad, don’t worry. We won’t let that happen."
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