I Run a Gas Station in the Northwest

"This is small-fruited sea-buckthorn, which is the sea-buckthorn tree we usually see. This kind of sea-buckthorn tree is resistant to drought and barrenness. Generally, it has a very good effect on sand prevention and afforestation, but the economic benefit is relatively low. Very little output."

Little sister introduced him to one of the sea-buckthorn trees first, and then turned to another introduction: "This is a large-fruited sea-buckthorn, from the country of Moen Gowu. Its characteristic is that the fruit is relatively large, and the yield of each tree is up to Twenty to thirty kilos is no problem."

Chen Mu laughed when he heard this, "Listen to the meaning, what you are selling here should be this large-fruited seabuckthorn, right?"

The young lady nodded: "Yes, the large-fruited sea-buckthorn is our company's exclusive agent, and it was introduced from Moen Gewu. This variety is not available in China."

"Oh, that means you only have this sapling. You can't buy its seedlings anywhere else, right?"

"Correct!"

Chen Mu looked at the sea buckthorn tree, touched his chin and asked thoughtfully, "What if someone else introduces it? Are you sure that only your family has this kind of sea buckthorn seedlings?"

"I am sure."

The young lady nodded affirmatively and explained: “This large-fruited sea-buckthorn is a new species. There is only one seedling company in the entire Moen Gewu country that has been cultivated through years of tissue culture. There is no other place. ."

Chen Mu thought for a while, and then asked, "But what if someone else buys seedlings from you, and then cultivates them? You tell them to go?"

The young lady shook her head: "There is no patented technology involved. Even if someone cultivates it by themselves, we can't tell them. However, this kind of large-fruited sea-buckthorn can only last for one generation before disappearing, so the seedling is successful. The possibility is almost zero."

"That's it...

Chen Mu understands that this thing is not easy to grow, and the seedling company of Moen Gewu has a technology monopoly.

He didn't know the difference between large and small fruits of sea buckthorn before, thinking that as long as he planted sea buckthorn, he could harvest sea buckthorn.

But now it seems that what he planted in his forest farm should be the so-called small-fruited sea-buckthorn. There is not much harvest. It is necessary to plant this large-fruited sea-buckthorn to have economic benefits.

"Sir, are you interested in our large-fruited sea-buckthorn? If so, you can leave a contact information, we can keep in touch and send you some information about saplings on a regular basis."

"Yes, I will leave the contact information for you."

Chen Mu was very cooperative and immediately wrote down his contact information. The unit wrote about his forestry company that has not yet obtained a business license.

While writing, he asked: "I want to buy your seabuckthorn saplings today, can I?"

Miss sister said: "Yes, how much do you want to buy?"

"How much is one?"

"The unit price is one yuan and five. If it exceeds two thousand, it is one yuan and four. If it exceeds five thousand, it is one yuan and two. If it exceeds 10,000, it can be one yuan."

"That's it..."

After thinking about it seriously, Chen Mu stretched out a finger and shook it in front of the young lady: "Then I want one!"

"Oh, you want ten thousand... ah? What did you say? One?"

The young lady was startled, staring at the person in front of her with big eyes, as if she wanted to confirm what he just said.

Chen Mu was very angry and directly took out two yuan and patted it in the hands of the young lady: "I want one, um, no change."

Miss Sister glanced at the information that Chen Mu had just filled out. It was clear that the title written on it was General Manager, but this faction... Is it fake information?

After a while.

Chen Mu walked out of the booth with a large-fruited sea-buckthorn, and before leaving, he waved his hand to the lady and said goodbye.

The other girl looked at him for a long time, and finally couldn't help but mutter to herself: "He... did he come to tease me on purpose?"

...

While walking, Chen Mu looked at the large-fruited sea-buckthorn seedlings in his hand, feeling very good.

Others may not be able to raise this seedling, but he is different. He has vitality. You can try to grow this seedling. Maybe it will work.

If this seedling is really cultivated, then the scorpion baba will be the only one, won't it be a big deal?

After strolling around the exhibition hall of the seedlings exhibition and seeing a lot of scaryly expensive seedlings, Chen Mu found nothing to attract him anymore and soon moved to the exhibition hall of agricultural machinery.

In the pavilion, it was different from what he thought. It was not all large machinery and the like, but more small things, such as irrigation and drainage pipes, drippers, rice mills for processing agricultural products, and mills. Pulp machine...Anyway, there are all kinds of mess, after all, the scope of agriculture is very large, and there are many things involved.

As Chen Mu walked and looked, he felt that he was really knowledgeable. There were many weird machines that he hadn't even thought about. If people don't explain them, he can't see what they are doing.

Among them, there is a cart, dragging a rolling cart, which looks weird, but it can actually lay grass squares.

You know that in Chen Mu's cognition, the grass squares are laid manually, and now they can be laid in a car. If such equipment is moved to Baza Village, the villagers can fly with joy.

However, Chen Mu squeezed to the front and asked about the price, and they reported an 800,000 yuan, and suddenly he squeezed out of the crowd silently and went to watch the excitement elsewhere.

Foggy grass!Really expensive!

Walking to a booth displaying large-scale agricultural machinery, Chen Mu was watching the young ladies in cool clothes perform gymnastic dances such as "kick" and "bent over". Suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder and said, "Why are you here? Here?"

Chen Mu was taken aback. Before he could wipe his saliva, he turned to look at the man...

After seeing the man's face clearly, Chen Mu hurriedly pursed his lips: "Pazil...Uncle..."

That's right, that person is Pazil, the son of the Great Mullah Alimu and the father of Anal Guli.

Chen Muzhen didn't expect to see him here, but looked down at Pazil, who was wearing a straight suit and a passport for exhibitors hung on his chest. He suddenly woke up: "Are you here to participate in the exhibition?"

"Correct!"

Pazil nodded, "I saw you from a distance just now, and thought I had confessed to the wrong person. Why did you get here?"

Chen Mu put the pass that Li Ming gave him into his pocket because he was out for a stroll. At this time, he heard Pazil asking, he quickly took out the pass and shook it: "Didn’t I start a new forestry company? I came here specially. Long experience. How about you, where is your booth?"

Pazil pointed to the young lady who was performing: "This is our company's booth."

"what……"

Chen Mu looked at the young ladies, nodded, and sincerely praised: "The young ladies from your company dance really well!"