Returning to the mountain village, starting with mushroom picking to get rich

"Dear fellow villagers, thank you for your hard work today."

"I ordered boxed lunches from the town for everyone; come and get one for each person."

"Tomorrow morning, still in this spot, anyone who wants to work, come on over..."

After calculating everyone's wages and distributing boxed lunches, Yang Lin instructed everyone to continue working the next day.

After all, shiitake mushrooms grow continuously.

The mushrooms picked today are only the first batch.

Without his intervention, the mushrooms in the forest will have several more days to be harvested.

These past few days, his forest farm has been severely short of labor.

After receiving their wages, the group gradually dispersed.

That evening, news that Yang Lin's forest farm could earn 280,000 yuan a day quickly spread to several nearby villages.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have let Xiaoshanhe and Dahai go to work in the first place..."

In Qingshan Village, Wang Youcai and Zhao Dahai's parents were filled with remorse.

They had all worked at the forest farm today and knew that there were still many mushrooms growing in the forest, but it wasn't time to pick them yet.

Two hundred and eighty thousand is far from the limit of the forest farm.

Even before Yang Lin had contracted the mountain forest, he had already asked his sons to cooperate, and then the three families would split the shares.

However, they didn't think highly of Yang Lin at the time and were afraid that their son would squander the family fortune, so they used coercion and enticement to force their son to go out and work.

She severed her own child's business partnership with Yang Lin.

Yang Lin only had the money to invest in the forest after he finished his lawsuit.

"How about we call Dahai and Xiaoshan back and have them work with Xiaolin?"

In the main room of the Wang family home, Zhao Dahai's mother asked somewhat nervously.

Wang Youcai and Zhao Dahai's father exchanged a glance and took a deep breath.

"Let's forget about it."

"Back then, Xiaolin didn't have any money, so our two families had the opportunity to invest. Now that they've successfully cultivated the mushrooms, they don't need our money."

"Let's not bring up the past anymore, lest it ruin the children's relationship."

"If we want to do it, let's learn the skills first, lease a piece of forest, and then ask Xiaolin for advice..."

Wang Youcai and Zhao Dahai's father gradually developed the idea of ​​cultivating mushrooms.

They weren't the only two who shared the same thoughts.

Many people from the surrounding villages, especially those who had worked in the forest farm, were also inspired by Yang Lin's income today.

"Yang Lin, an orphan, managed to run a forest farm."

"If we also contracted out mountain forests and started cultivating mushrooms under the trees, could we do even better than him?"

That's what everyone was thinking.

One by one, entrepreneurial ideas began to emerge in the hearts of the villagers.

Ordinary people are envious and think about contracting a forest farm to grow mushrooms.

Some people with ulterior motives are envious and only think about how to take advantage of others.

That night, around midnight.

Yang Lin, who was fast asleep, suddenly sensed something unusual happening in the forest farm.

This is the vibration sensation transmitted by the mycelium.

A group of furtive people bypassed the road and sneaked in from the wild forest, secretly picking his mushrooms.

They picked quite a lot, as if they were carrying several large bags.

Yang Lin was quite helpless, so he had to call Zhao Tie, who was on duty at the forest farm's temporary housing, and said that he had accidentally seen the surveillance footage while getting up in the middle of the night and that a thief had sneaked into a certain direction.

Some time later, the thief visited his woodland again.

Judging from the weight and the force transmitted through the footprints, it was still the same people as last time.

Yang Lin continued to report the directions, while Zhao Tie continued to urge people on.

After being chased three times, the thieves still couldn't understand why they were discovered even though they had just entered the forest and dared not use their flashlights or utter a single word.

It's like he's possessed.

The thieves thought Zhao Tie was a pervert, and remembering his record of stabbing eight people in a row, they dared not continue to patronize the forest farm.

……

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, Zhao Tie was granted a day off.

Villagers from the vicinity of Qingshan Village flocked to the forest farm.

There were more people here today than yesterday.

Because they all knew that the work in the forest farm was paid by piecework.

Yang Lin was very generous with his pay; he settled wages on the same day he worked.

There will be no delays.

Arriving an hour earlier means starting work an hour earlier and earning an extra hour's income.

I heard that yesterday there was a really tough guy who picked over a thousand kilograms of shiitake mushrooms by himself and earned more than five hundred yuan just for his work.

Their mushroom collection techniques are different from yesterday's, so they will definitely be able to collect more.

Because it's piece-rate payment, Yang Lin naturally wasn't afraid of a large crowd.

Yang Lin welcomes all honest workers, regardless of age or gender, and treats everyone fairly.

Not only the villagers who were working, but also the merchants from Kunming arrived early.

It was learned that Yang Lin's mushroom farm had a yield rate of up to 30% for premium-grade shiitake mushrooms and up to 60% for first-grade shiitake mushrooms.

The merchants were starting to get restless.

The profit from purchasing one ton of premium-grade shiitake mushrooms is naturally much higher than that from purchasing one ton of second-grade shiitake mushrooms.

They had only ever seen such a high output rate in established mushroom companies.

However, established mushroom companies usually have their own partner companies.

It's simply not up to these individual business owners to pick up the goods.

As a result, many vendors temporarily increased their purchase quantities, hoping that Yang Lin could provide them with more mushrooms.

Even if the number of goods received has exceeded their sales plan.

Yang Lin shook his head helplessly, indicating that he would definitely do it next time.

This time, we'll deliver the goods according to the quantity we agreed on beforehand.

It's not that Yang Lin doesn't want to make money.

Rather, it was due to a lack of initial funding and a lack of brand recognition that limited the raw materials that could be purchased.

It can no longer provide the nutrients needed for the growth of more fungi.

No more shiitake mushrooms can grow in a short period of time.

We need to wait until all fifty acres of shiitake mushrooms are sold, the funds are recouped, and the brand is established before we can start making a name for ourselves.

Only then can he further expand production.

Compared to the first day, the forest farm today not only has more labor, but also more mushrooms that are ready for picking.

The group worked until 7:30 p.m. and harvested about 50 tons of shiitake mushrooms.

Fifty tons of shiitake mushrooms were divided up by ten vendors from Kunming.

The usually remote Qingshan Village was unusually congested with traffic today.

The crowd looked at the rows of refrigerated trucks returning fully loaded with goods, their eyes filled with fervor.

The same old rule applies: cash on delivery.

The 550,000 yuan in cash arrived in batches and was gradually transferred into Yang Lin's account.

Yang Lin learned from yesterday's lesson because some of the workers did not have accounts.

During lunch, I went to the town's credit union to exchange some cash.

Used to pay wages.

Looking at the stacks of cash on the table, the workers rubbed their hands together, their whole bodies seemingly filled with energy.

……

On the third day, the mushroom harvesting season began to come to an end.

Many workers came today, but they only harvested a total of more than 20 tons of shiitake mushrooms.

More than 20 were sold.

On the fourth day, only 10 tons of shiitake mushrooms were harvested, and more than 10 yuan worth were sold.

By the fifth day, the harvest season was basically over. Yang Lin had called fewer people, so they harvested 5 tons and sold them for 6 yuan.

By this point, the fifty acres of shiitake mushrooms had been almost completely harvested.

Yang Lin harvested a total of over 110 tons of shiitake mushrooms, slightly less than the planned 120 tons.

Yang Lin also knew that the missing tons of shiitake mushrooms hadn't simply failed to grow.

It just wasn't recorded in the ledger.

However, this loss was still within his expectations, and since he was alone, he couldn't be too harsh on the workers.

Moreover, these 100-plus tons of shiitake mushrooms brought him an income of over 1.2 million yuan.