Zheng Cailian was also inside, and when she saw Wang Hao, she quickly went up to him.
It had been many days since she had seen Wang Hao, and she was constantly thinking about him. It was just that now with so many people around, she would have thrown herself into his arms if she could.
"What are you all..."
When Wang Hao saw the villagers busy under the orderly guidance of Su Zhenping, packing bundles of herbal dicine on the ground, the sheer quantity stunned him.
Could these be the herbs from his own greenhouse? He distinctly rembered that when he had left, they were only half-grown. How long had it been, and they were already mature?
"Wang Hao, you really act like quite the boss, don’t you? I’ve called you back several tis, and you’ve ignored every one!"
Su Zhenping approached with a displeased tone in his complaint.
"Since you didn’t co back, I had to take charge and harvest these herbs myself. Otherwise, they would have all rotted in the greenhouse, which would be a real pity!"
After saying that, he ca up to Wang Hao and winked at him when nobody was paying attention.
He ant for Wang Hao to be careful not to say too much and wait until everyone had left before he would explain to Wang Hao what exactly had happened.
Looking at the piles of herbal dicine stacked up like a mountain, Wang Hao’s heart burst with joy in an instant.
If they matured at this rate, he could cultivate in one year what would take others several years, which could make him a fortune!
"But no one is buying these common types of herbal dicine at this ti of the season. Have you thought of a way to deal with them?"
Su Zhenping suddenly asked.
"No problem, just temporary. We can store them for now!"
Wang Hao said with full confidence.
"But with so much stock, you’ll need to find a place to store it!"
Su Zhenping pointed at the small mountain of herbs behind him as he spoke.
"They can be piled up in my yard for the next few days as it’s not raining, but the weather forecast says there might be heavy rain the day after tomorrow. These herbs can’t get wet; if they do, they’ll rot easily."
"Our village can’t spare such a large warehouse to store so many herbs at short notice either."
This indeed was a problem, as people’s warehouses were generally already filled with their year’s supply of grain. There was simply no extra space for the mountain of herbs.
"I rember there’s a big warehouse near my company that has been empty and not rented out. I’ll have Xia Xue rent it imdiately."
"You all work hard today to bind these herbs, and I’ll go rent a truck. Tomorrow, we’ll transport all these herbs to the county town."
Wang Hao suggested.
"That’s one way to do it, but it’s not a solution to keep storing so much herbal dicine. You still need to think about how to sell them!"
Su Zhenping was worried about the sale prospects upon seeing the herbs ripen at such an inopportune ti, unsure of who to sell to. If they weren’t stored properly and rotted, it would be a great loss.
At this mont, Village Chief Zhao Youquan and the other villagers also gathered around to watch the excitent.
"I say, Wang Hao is really blessed by the Mountain God. Not only did he survive several close shaves, but the herbs he cultivated also grow so fast!"
"Exactly, it’s too miraculous. I’ve never seen herbs grow this fast before!"
"The villagers who followed Wang Hao really chose the right person! Thinking back, we should have rented to him too!"
The bystanders continued to chi in with their discussions.
Zhao Youquan felt uneasy hearing these words. Wang Hao’s standing among the villagers was becoming heavier, and with the village chief election coming up next spring, the situation was increasingly turning against him.
Zhao Youquan began to feel anxious.
"You all are getting jealous now? Short-sighted fools, I am not as stupid as you!"
Zhao Youquan cursed the villagers around him in annoyance.
"What does the village chief an by that?"
The villagers looked at Zhao Youquan with so confusion.
"Don’t you see what season it is? It’s the ti when the purchase of dicinal herbs is off-season, who would co to buy so many dicinal herbs? I think they are going to fall into Wang Hao’s hands this ti. With so much herbal dicine, it would be strange if it didn’t rot!"
Zhao Youquan said with schadenfreude, and as the villagers saw the logic in his words, they remained quiet, allowing Zhao Youquan to continue.
"Look, those ignorant villagers who rented their land to Wang Hao. Now they have invested so much to produce sothing they can’t even sell. What will Wang Hao use to pay the villagers their land rent in the future?"
"Even if Wang Hao has the Mountain God protecting him, ensuring his safety, can it also miraculously produce money for him?"
The villagers nodded in agreent after hearing this, visibly convinced by Zhao Youquan’s argunt.
"The village chief is right, I heard the current market for dicinal herbs isn’t doing so well. Wang Hao might suffer a huge loss this ti."
"Yes, I was considering renting my land to Wang Hao too, but it seems better not to now!"
The villagers who had been wavering were swayed by Zhao Youquan’s words and imdiately dismissed the idea of renting their land to Wang Hao.
After all, tending to their own small plot of land could still solve their family’s sustenance, but if they rented it all to Wang Hao and couldn’t sell the produce, they’d have nothing and would end up having to face the harsh northwest wind.
Zhao Youquan was delighted to see many villagers harboring doubts about Wang Hao’s greenhouse cultivation of dicinal herbs.
He was now just waiting for those who rented their land to Wang Hao to watch helplessly as his dicinal herbs wouldn’t sell and he wouldn’t make any money. This way, all the villagers would stop believing in Wang Hao.
Co the election for village chief, he would naturally be able to overpower Wang Hao and secure his position as chief once more.
Hearing that Wang Hao was going to rent a vehicle to transport the dicinal herbs into the city, Zhao Youquan quietly left Chen Village and headed towards the town.
Wang Hao was also rushing to the town because it was going to rain the day after tomorrow. The dicinal herbs had just been harvested from the greenhouse and hadn’t had the chance to dry. If they got rained on, they would be ruined.
So today, Wang Hao had to arrange for a truck so that tomorrow he could transport all the dicinal herbs to the county city.
There was a transport team in town with several large trucks. Because it was the off-season, the vehicles weren’t busy and were usually parked in the yard of the town’s nursing ho, where no one lived and there was plenty of space.
Typically, if soone in the town needed a truck for hauling, they would go there.
As soon as Wang Hao arrived in town, he bumped into Zhou Yingying.
"Wang Hao, where are you headed? Let give you a lift!"
Zhou Yingying was patrolling around on her cute little electric scooter and upon seeing Wang Hao, she enthusiastically offered him a ride.
Since the beauty had offered him a ride, how could Wang Hao have the heart to refuse? He agreed readily, and in no ti, they arrived at the nursing ho on the scooter.
They saw five heavy-duty eight-wheel trucks parked in the nursing ho, with several drivers sitting leisurely on stone benches in the courtyard playing cards. They glanced up at Wang Hao and then continued to play their ga without paying him any further heed.
"Brother, I’ve got a business deal for you. Are you interested?"
"No!"
Before Wang Hao had even ntioned the price, the drivers rejected his offer outright.
"You’re just killing ti playing cards here; why not make so money instead?"
Wang Hao was puzzled.
"You’re Wang Hao, right?"
One of the truck drivers glanced up at Wang Hao, then continued to focus on his cards as he spoke.
"We don’t do business with Wang Hao!"
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