Supermarket Space: Traveling Through the Ages and Marrying a Rough Guy

"Okay, then thank the village chief." Wen Qiang didn't refuse, he was afraid that if he refused, the village chief would mistakenly think that he disliked the simple food of the people in the mountains.

Qian Weimin ordered people to move the things on the tractor to the village.

At that time, the village department will be locked up, and these things will be distributed after the matter of Fuji Tengcai is dealt with.

After that, Qian Weimin took Wen Qiang to the rattan vegetable field.

When Song Xi saw Wen Qiang, an old acquaintance, she was so excited that she almost went up to say hello, but she regained her senses in an instant, and it was her men's clothing 'Lan Tian' who made friends with Wen Qiang, not Song Xi.

Embarrassing things may happen if you step forward to say hello abruptly.

When Wen Qiang saw Song Xi, he felt his breath stagnate.

She was much whiter and prettier than when he first came to Ping'an Village to donate clothes. Her eyes were black and bright, as if everything around her had faded.

Qian Weimin called Wu Zhuhua from the field and asked her to go home and cook first, and cook a few more dishes.

Comrade Wen and Comrade Qin went to their house for dinner at noon, Wu Zhuhua nodded happily, and hurried home to prepare lunch.

The people who picked rattan and rattan vegetables were busy in an orderly manner. Some were in charge of picking, some were in charge of weighing, and some were in charge of binding.

The last person is responsible for framing, and everyone performs their own duties, and it doesn't look messy at all.

"Comrade, you can't pick the ones over there. The ones over there are reserved for seeds." Seeing Wen Qiang reach out to pick the vines and vines that she circled for seeds before, Song Xi hurriedly stepped forward to stop them.

"Oh, sorry, I don't know." Wen Qiang stepped back again and again.

Seeing Song Xi looking at him calmly, he stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, then raised his eyes and quietly looked at Song Xi in front of him.

Her appearance can't just be described as good-looking, it can bring people a stunning feeling and also a very attractive feeling, the kind that looks better the more you look at it.

Wen Qiang just looked at her like this, smiling like a fool.

As soon as Zhou Yi came over, he saw a gay man smiling at her daughter-in-law like a fool.

He knew this kind of look too well, it was the same way he looked at his wife.

Song Xi is his daughter-in-law, he can look at her with such eyes.

But who is this gay man, and what right does he have to look at his wife like this?

Hmph, how dare you think about his daughter-in-law?

Don't even think about it.

"Daughter-in-law." Zhou Yi's eyes dimmed, and he walked towards Song Xi, and then reached out to hold Song Xi's hand, "Why are you here?"

"I……"

"I asked Xiaoxi to come over to count the numbers." When Song Xi was about to answer, Qian Weimin walked over and answered for Song Xi.

It seems that Song Xi did not tell Zhou Yi about the planting of rattan and rattan vegetables.

Let's not talk about it for the time being, so as not to let the young guys brag about it together.

"Brother Yi, why are you here?" Song Xi asked curiously, could it be that the village chief called here?

"The village chief asked me to work, so I'll go to work first, don't run around." Zhou Yi reached out and rubbed Song Xi's hair, then walked towards the vines and vegetables with a pole.

When he left, he glanced at Wen Qiang.

He's a man, and he knows men all too well.

He could tell at a glance what the other party was thinking.

Xiao misses his daughter-in-law and daydreams.

Wen Qiang shrunk his neck subconsciously, why did he feel like he was being raped?

He just admired the beauty and did nothing!

After working for several hours, the vines and vegetables in the three-acre field were finally picked.

This time, a total of 8,000 bundles were picked from the three-acre land, and each bundle was about one catty one tael and one catty two tael.

That is to say, between eight thousand eight and nine thousand six, it will be calculated as eight thousand catties in the end.

Because Wen Qiang and the others sell them by the bundle at a pound, and the odds are given to customers.

Let customers take advantage of a little bit, and they will be more willing to buy in the future.

After the people picking vines and vines and working on them left, the remaining responsible persons went to the village together.

Wen Qiang handed the bag full of money to Song Xi, "Comrade Song Xi, here is 3,200 yuan, order some."

"Okay." Song Xi reached out and took it.

If it was her, she would naturally believe in Wen Qiang's character and would not be too lazy to count money.

But now there are several village cadres around her, and everyone is worried if they don't count them.

Song Xi divided the money into five shares and distributed them to several village officials.

After everyone has counted, add up the total.

There was no problem with the amount of money, so Song Xi gave the money to the accountant and asked him to register it.

Qin Chuan and Wen Qiang left in the tractor after confirming that the payment was correct.

But a tractor can only hold half of the vines and rattans. They will send one truck back first, and then come to transport the second truck later.

"How much money is in the account now?" Seeing the red faces of all the village cadres, Song Xi was also very happy.

Unexpectedly, the first attempt was successful.

The accountant looked at the ledger and said, "The first payment was for bicycles and radios, as well as rewards for a few aunts, and there was only 499 yuan left. Add the 3200 yuan this time, and it is 3000 yuan. Six hundred and ninety-nine, and the reward of one dollar from several aunts will be removed, so there will be three thousand six hundred and ninety-three yuan left in the end."

After the accountant finished speaking, he couldn't help sighing with emotion, "I've never touched so much money before!"

The feeling of counting money is so refreshing, he is willing to count money until his hands cramp.

"Xiaoxi, how do you plan to divide the money now?" Qian Weimin asked.

This money was earned by Song Xi leading everyone, so how to divide it should be based on Song Xi's wishes.

After all, if you don't understand, you still have to ask Song Xi in the future.

Song Xi has a high level of education and knows more than them.

"Let's distribute five yuan to each family first, and don't touch the last remaining two thousand two hundred and eighty-three yuan for the time being, there may be something else in the future!" Song Xi said.

If all the money is sent out at once, it will be difficult to raise funds for what is going on in the village.

After all, it is impossible to take money out of other people's pockets.

Qian Weimin looked at the accountant, "Then let's share the money tonight, just to share the things that Comrade Wen sent."

The accountant nodded and began to tidy up.

At that time, not only will the money be divided, but horses, clothes, and shoes will also be distributed. It must be properly arranged to avoid any mistakes.

Song Xi originally planned to leave, but Qian Weimin looked at him with a hesitant expression on his face.

Song Xi was anxiously waiting for him to speak, so she couldn't help but said, "Uncle Qian, do you have something to say to me?"

"Xiaoxi, you see there are still so many open spaces in our village, what else do you think we can plant better?"

"Is there anything else that grows faster and allows us to make some money in a short time?"

Although I sold rattan vegetables twice, I made a lot of money.

But there is really not much money distributed to each household.

There is still a long way to go to improve everyone's living conditions.