Supreme Little Fisherman

  Chapter 549 Millions of dollars spent!

  Seeing Xu Jia's arrival, Li Quan was taken aback and proudly said, "Haha, Cao Cao will be here soon, little bastard, just wait and I'll see how you die!"

   After Li Quan finished speaking, he went straight to Xu Jia with flattery on his face: "Master Xu Da, I am Li Quan from the Li family, and my father's name is Li Kui!"

  Xu Jia remembered that he did have such a subordinate, looked at Li Quan and said, "What's wrong? His nose is blue and his face is swollen."

  Hearing Xu Jia's words, Li Quan immediately fanned the will-o'-the-wisp: "I was just beaten up by a bastard! He doesn't even care about you!"

   While speaking, Li Quan pointed to Zhou An.

  Hearing Li Quan's words, Xu Jia's complexion immediately sank: "I want to see, which **** dares to beat the people under my command, it's really turned upside down..."

   Halfway through Xu Jia's words, his voice was full of tremors.

  He really didn't expect that the dude in his family would offend Mr. Zhou!

  Not to mention Xu Jia, even Xu Kang is respectful to Mr. Zhou. What kind of a **** is this Li Quan, who dares to offend Mr. Zhou.

  Through his thoughts, Xu Jia hurriedly walked towards Zhou An, wanting to ask Zhou An for forgiveness.

  Seeing Xu Jia's actions, Li Quan's words were full of flattery: "How can I let a nobleman like you take action in person, teach this stinky **** a few bodyguards!"

   Seeing this blind bastard, he didn't know how to add fuel to the fire.

  Furious Xu Jia directly kicked Li Quan two meters away, and sneered again and again:

   "Open your mouth and shut up, do you know who this Mr. Zhou is? Even my father Xu Kang can't afford to offend you, but you keep yelling at me. You're so awesome!"

   "What, what?" Li Quan's eyes widened like copper bells, and he fell to the ground like mud!

   Revenge on a small character like Li Quan, Zhou An, didn't feel very interesting, so he simply gave Xu Jia a face and asked him to take him away.

  Back home, Zhou An had dinner and fell asleep.

  During his sleep, the old Dragon King handed Zhou An a jade bottle.

   "What is this?" Zhou An looked up and down for a while, but didn't know what this thing was useful for.

   "There is ten cubic meters of space in this jade bottle to store water. As long as you pour dragon energy into it, you can turn the water in the bottle into spiritual water, which has excellent health-preserving effects!"

  The sky was bright and Zhou An woke up, remembering that Shu Lao Wu had said to himself about worrying about the sales of yellow peaches during the chat before, Zhou An's eyes lit up immediately.

  Just like Coca-Cola uses cola puree, you can also use spirit water in Yujing bottle as puree.

  As long as you open a beverage factory in Qingshan Village to produce yellow peach beverage, it will definitely become popular with its powerful health-preserving effect!

   Just do what you say, Zhou An dialed Xu Kang's phone number, and asked straight to the point: "Mr. Xu Kang, you are well-informed. If there is any beverage factory that is for sale, please pay attention to it. I want to buy a beverage factory for fun!"

  Xu Kang’s voice on the other side of the phone is full of respect:

   "Mr. Zhou, that's really a coincidence. It just so happens that I have a junior who asked me to help him sell the Jiayi Beverage Factory for 50 million yuan."

   "You can rest assured that the equipment is also very advanced, and the personnel and technology are complete. If it is not for the lack of capital turnover, he will not make a move."

   "I'm sorry for the formalities, Mr. Xu Kang. I'll transfer the money to you later, and let me inform the factory manager, so that he can come to Qingshan Village to buy yellow peaches at a high price!"

   Xu Kang naturally accepted everything Zhou An said.

  After breakfast, Zhou An walked slowly to the village committee to inform Uncle Shu of the good news.

  …

  The atmosphere in the village committee of Qingshan Village was extremely depressing.

  A group of rural residents cried to Shu Lao Wu:

   "Village Chief, the orchard has already planted yellow peaches, so we can't let them go, or they will rot and lose everything. We must find a market quickly!"

   "Yes, although everyone's income is not low this year thanks to Xiaoan, growing fruit is a long-term solution. We must find a way, otherwise we will die of poverty!"

   "The yellow peaches in our Qingshan Village are a special product. They were used as tributes in ancient times. It shouldn't be unsalable. Think of a way!"

  Hearing the crying of the villagers, Shu Laowu couldn't help but be overwhelmed, and sighed again and again: "The nearby villages and towns are rich in yellow peaches, and they are all slow to sell. I can find a solution wherever I go!"

  Although with Zhao An's face, he, Shu Lao Wu, became the village head, but how could he have the skills and connections to find a market!

   At this moment, a middle-aged man with a heavy stomach and a suit and leather shoes walked into the village committee accompanied by Wei Zhengguang, and said arrogantly:

   "You can't sell yellow peaches in Qingshan Village, and it's not easy for you fruit farmers, so take me to the warehouse to see how the quality of yellow peaches is. If there is no problem, I will buy all of your yellow peaches!"

  Shu Laowu and a group of people from Guo Country looked at the middle-aged man one after another, and said with doubts on their faces: "I don't know if you are..."

  Wei Zhengguang looked proud, and introduced: "This is the well-known director of Zhenxin canned food factory in the province! He knows that the fruit farmers are facing difficulties, and all the nearby yellow peaches have been harvested for canned food!"

  Hearing Wei Zhengguang's words, all the villagers in the fruit country were overjoyed:

   "You are really a living Bodhisattva who saves suffering!"

   "Yes, please hurry up! We will take you to the warehouse!"

   While talking, a group of fruit farmers led the way respectfully.

  Although Shu Laowu couldn't see Wei Zhengguang, but now is not the time to care about these things, he also follows closely.

   Ten minutes later, the fruit warehouse in Qingshan Village.

  Surrounded by a group of fruit farmers enthusiastically, Hong Bing inspected and tasted some yellow peaches, then nodded and said, "The yellow peaches in your Qingshan Village are of good quality, and I can make them round for a dollar and a catty!"

  The fruit farmer, who was about to be overjoyed, heard Hong Bing's words, but at this moment, it was as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him, and he continued:

   "Boss Hong, did you just say one yuan per catty?"

   "Whether you said it wrong or we heard it wrong, the yellow peaches in our Qingshan Village were tributes to the royal family in ancient times!"

   "Even ordinary yellow peaches are five yuan per catty, not to mention the tribute yellow peaches from our Qingshan Village, how can they be sold at such a low price!"

  Hong Bing looked like he was holding the winning ticket, and sneered: "What does it have to do with me if it is a tribute? Let me tell you that I am helping you with good intentions, so I only pay one catty and one yuan to buy it."

   "If you love to sell it, if you don't sell it, you will lose it. If you don't sell me, you won't get a penny, and everything will rot in the ground!"

  Wei Zhengguang also echoed again and again: "That's right! Don't be ashamed, you bastards! You can still bargain with the village chief Shu Laowu. Do you have a market?"

   "Wei Zhengguang, you!" Hearing Wei Zhengguang's words, Shu Lao Wu's face was extremely ugly, so gloomy that water could drip out.

  All the fruit growers gritted their teeth, and finally sighed helplessly:

   "We sell! It's better to sell at a low price than to rot in the ground."

   "Yeah, low price is low price, alas!"

   Hong Bing and Wei Zhengguang looked at each other, revealing an expression of planning.

  (end of this chapter)