Huang Yunlong and Tian Lezhi were calculating, trying to make Li Shaoan unable to recover.

But unexpectedly, Li Shaoan thought of going to school to help rescue soldiers at the last moment.

The students held red flags and sickles, like divine weapons descending from the sky. They harvested all the remaining rice in just a short time, and came in a mighty way and went in a great way.

Li Shaoan's early rice was able to be harvested before it rains. He took advantage of the rain to irrigate the fields and start to plant the late rice, instantly converting the unfavorable conditions into favorable conditions, achieving a perfect ending.

After the rain is over, the late rice will be ready. When the sun clears up, the harvested rice will be dried.

All the villagers saw this and admired Li Shaoan even more for a moment. It seemed that there was nothing that Li Shaoan could not do. Everyone was envious in their hearts.

Among all, Huang Yunlong should be the most unhappy person. He thought he had set up a seamless plan, but he didn't expect that it would be easily resolved by Li Shaoan.

On that day, Huang Yunlong was walking on the road and watched Li Shaoan riding a tricycle coming towards him. There were also two sisters and sisters in Qian Xiaolin and Qian Xiaoyu.

"Captain Huang, what's wrong with your family's field? Have you eaten up all the Fushou Snails?"

Qian Xiaoyu didn't care whether Huang Yunlong was the village chief. This time he used tricks to conspire behind his back. This revenge was remembered in his heart. When he saw Huang Yunlong, he naturally couldn't help but want to tease him.

"Little bastard, get off the car, I will teach you a good lesson today!"

Huang Yunlong was so angry that even a young boy like Qian Xiaoyu didn't take him seriously, his village chief's prestige was in danger.

"Captain Huang, you are an elder, how can you be angry with a junior like me? It's so ugly to say it."

"You! You little bastard, if you don't deal with you today, I, Huang Yunlong, have your surname!"

Huang Yunlong was furious and rushed up to slap Qian Xiaoyu on the sarcastic face.

However, Li Shaoan did not give him this opportunity. The tricycle accelerator roared away with a rumble, leaving behind a pile of smelly and black exhaust gas behind his butt.

Huang Yunlong was caught off guard and inhaled his exhaust gas into his lungs, choking and coughing. When he recovered, the tricycle had already disappeared at the end of the road.

The old man in his fifties had anger and murderous intent in his eyes, and the blue veins at the corners of his eyes were almost bursting out.

"Li Shaoan! I, Huang Yunlong, are incompatible with you!"

...

Li Shaoan rode a tricycle today and took the Qian brothers and sisters with him to sell rice in the town.

The early rice has been collected and dried. Except for the one who keeps some of it and gives it to relatives and friends, the rest has to be sold for money.

The output of a mu of land is about 800 kilograms. This time, the combined rice in the twenty mu of land is no less than 16,000 kilograms.

At that time, farmers' rice was mainly handed over to grain stores and purchased by grain stores. The price was slightly lower than the market price, but the advantage was that they could get money directly.

Because the grain store collects grain for the state and is a state-owned enterprise, and does not have enough money to settle the amount directly, this is the favorite way for farmers to deal with it.

There are also other methods, such as selling them to private rice factories.

This method depends on the scale and cooperation process of the rice factory. Some rice factories cannot pay the full payment at one time and need to deduct part of the payment as circulation funds.

This involves a problem of capital flow, which requires a certain time span and also has certain risks, so most people do not like this method of handling it.

The price of rice at that time was about 2 cents to a grain store, and it was about 2 cents to 4 cents, and the price was estimated based on the quality of the rice. If it was sold to a rice factory operated by a township, the price would be higher and it could be sold for 28 cents.

Li Shaoan wanted to sell more money, so he did not choose to hand over the grain store, but brought a few bags of rice to a rice noodle factory in the town.

This rice noodle factory is not large in scale, but it is very famous and has a considerable business. Rice noodle shops in these surrounding towns come here to purchase goods. Including the primary and secondary schools in each town, they also purchase rice noodle from this rice noodle factory.

In Li Shaoan's hometown, every school's breakfast is rice noodles, and there are many rice noodle shops on the street. Rice noodles are indispensable in people's lives, especially beef noodles. The custom here is the same as eating rice noodles, and you won't think there is anything wrong.

When I came to the rice noodle factory, the area of ​​this factory was quite large and it was an empty park.

There is a large factory with a machine for making rice noodles. In front of the factory is a spacious stadium with dried flour. There is a wall around it, and broken glass is inserted on the wall to prevent anyone from secretly turning it in.

Entering through the gate, there was no guard inside. Li Shaoan rode a tricycle directly to the factory. The machines inside were roaring and were running, and two workers were busy there.

The two of them were busy with their work, looked at Li Shaoan at the door, ignored him, and continued to work hard.

At this time, another person came over in the corner. It seemed that he was dressed more elegantly than the two working, and he was not in labor attire, so he didn't have to work on the machine.

"What are you doing?" The man walked over, raised his head, looking arrogant.

Qian Xiaolin said for Li Shaoan: "The one who sells rice."

The man glanced at Qian Xiaolin with fun, and his eyes fell on her proud pair of things, and he deliberately asked, "What did you say?"

“The rice seller.”

"Highlights, I can't hear it!"

The machines roared in the factory, and the sound was indeed noisy, but Qian Xiaolin was speaking very loudly, because the man intentionally wanted to make things difficult for him.

Qian Xiaolin was very angry by this person's attitude, suppressed her anger, waved to the person, and asked him to get closer.

When the man approached, Qian Xiaolin raised her confidence and screamed loudly in the man's ear: "The rice seller!"

The man caught off guard and felt like a thunder exploded in his ears, and his eardrums were almost shattered.

"Damn, you want to scare me to death!" the man cursed angrily, covering his ears.

Qian Xiaolin showed a arrogant attitude and jokingly smiled: "Didn't you say you can't hear it? Have you heard it now?"

The person said furiously: "You still want to sell rice like this? Go and go, leave quickly, don't get in the factory!"

Qian Xiaoyu came up to vent his anger for his sister, confronted the man and said, "Who are you? Why don't you let us sell rice?"

"Just because I am the director of the rice noodle factory!" The man raised his head and said with great pride.

Qian Xiaolin said unconvincedly: "What's wrong with the factory manager? You just deliberately made things difficult for us. Don't think we are easy to bully!"

The man who claimed to be the factory manager whispered: "The rice in our factory is brought from the rice factory. We never collect rice from retail investors. Don't get in the way here, hurry up and leave!"

Qian Xiaolin and Qian Xiaoyu naturally refused to let it go. This guy looked arrogant since he played it. It was really unpleasant. Even if the rice couldn't be sold today, he would still have to discuss his win or loss with him.

At the entrance of the factory, there was a noise, and suddenly a woman's voice came from behind.
Chapter completed!