Chapter 92: Move into Taoyuan

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There are many luxury cars, but Wang Ping'an really doesn't know, what is the luxury car for him?
I also asked the Shennong system, but did not ask for half a word. The system was too lazy to respond to unrelated questions.
Similarly, Tie Zhu asked with a confused look: "What kind of luxury car is right for you?"
"I don't know, but, I am a farmer. I have my own orchard, transporting fertilizers, and pulling fruits. It should be common."
"So I want to ask, what kind of car looks tall and powerful, can pull people, can load goods, and can run mountain roads?"
Tie Zhu's expression is complex, and it took a long time to hold back a sentence: "If you choose according to your selection criteria, it is not a small truck, but a pickup is also acceptable, but it is not as good as the small truck can hold things. Which do you think is appropriate?"
At this moment, the Shennong system suddenly said in his mind: "Cars that are better than your three-wheeled motorcycle are all luxury cars! So please choose with confidence."
"..." Is there such a pit system?
I have almost decided, you suddenly squeaked, what do you mean?
Also, what kind of four-wheeled motor vehicle is not better than the three-wheeled motorcycle?
While the system is online, Wang Ping An immediately asked: "Do you think it is a good pickup or a small one?"
The system was silent again, and there was no response at all, as if it never existed.
"..." Wang Ping'an was taken.
Beside, the principal Tie Zhu was still waiting for him to answer.
Wang Pingping said: "Let me think about it, and within three days, I will reply to you. But I am sure that I will find you when I buy a car. So, you know ...?"
"I know ... In the afternoon, Wang Wen was arranged to get on the train to practice. This time, I must pay more attention and step on the co-pilot's brakes in time to prevent him from hitting the wall again!"
"Well, happy cooperation."
After that, Wang Ping'an got off the bus and the transaction was basically completed.
It's time for more money to get on the train. For the students who come late, the principal Tie Zhu still takes care of it.
Wang Wencai had already drained a bottle of Coca-Cola, burping, and said with frustration: "You practice again, should we go back?"
"You don't have to go back, and then practice in the afternoon. I might have to go back. I contacted the sales staff of the orchard protection net. I was measured by others. I need to go back and have a look." Wang Ping waved his hand.
"Today, isn't the principal letting me touch the car?"
"Help you get it right. Don't ask anything, don't think about it, try to practice the car, relax, enlarge your courage, there is nothing to be nervous about."
Wang Pingan patted his shoulder and turned away.
"Ah? Then ... there are so many drinks?" Wang Wencai was at a loss, not knowing what to say.
Wang Ping's phone just rang. It was a call from the salesperson of the protective net saying that he had arrived in Wangjing Village.
Wang Pingping replied, took a few bottles of beverage, drove the motorcycle for three rounds, and returned to Wangjing Village.
At the intersection in the south of the village, a silver-grey pickup truck was parked. There were two staff members sitting in the front. The back bucket contained some tools and samples of protective nets.
The car king Ping An was quite satisfied, and felt that the pickup was also OK, and it looked quite pleasing.
"Why is this car sold?" Wang Ping asked, leaning over.
"We ... don't sell cars." Xiao Zhang, a salesperson, sweated and thought for a long time. He didn't seem to have sold the car.
The spray pattern on the car body, there is no advertisement for selling cars?
In front of him, how could this young man, who was fairly good-looking, think of himself and ask himself this? Brain problem?
Ping An Wang patiently changed his language and asked, "How much does it cost to buy this car?"
He felt that if he didn't understand this, he immediately let them get out of business and didn't do business with such a fool.
This time, Xiao Zhang, the salesperson, finally understood: "It's all done, about 100,000 ... In fact, it's the boss's car, we are employees, and we don't know the specific situation."
"It's okay, it's too cheap ... By the way, what are you doing sitting here? Go, go with me to the orchard to see the specific construction plan."
"..." The salesperson Xiao Zhang was stunned. It turns out that you are the owner of the protective net. What are you buying here?
The customer is God, and in Wang Ping'an Village, the two salesmen have a very good temper and are not angry at all.
With an awkward smile, he followed Wang Ping's motorcycle tricycle to the orchard.
After getting out of the car, Wang Ping gave them a bottle of each person, and first took them to the orchard to visit and tell them their purpose.
"At present, chickens may be raised in the later period, and several sheep may be raised to eat from home. The strength of the protective net can at least prevent the sheep from going out."
Wang Pingping simply stated his requirements.
"This is simple. Our company has done many projects to raise chickens in orchards. From 30 yuan a meter, 50 yuan a meter, to 80 yuan a meter, you can do it ... for a price. For a single item, the more expensive the price, the more assured you are. "
There are quite a few orchards on a ten-acre land. In fact, the perimeter is only more than 300 meters. Choosing good materials will not cost tens of thousands of dollars.
In the depths of Taoyuan, Wang Degui invited the personnel who built the iron house, and construction was underway.
Seeing that the salesman of the safety net had arrived, Wang Degui was afraid that his son would suffer a loss, and came over to help him bargain.
The sales staff saw that Wang Ping was a real potential customer, and also gave appropriate discounts, letting them pay a deposit of 1,000 yuan, and said that they would send someone to work in the afternoon.
In order to make money, everyone is in a hurry, so it's a snap, and that's it.
Three days later, two iron houses deep in Taoyuan were built, one sleeping and the other cooking, and the ground was also simply trimmed and damp-proofed.
The steel wire protection net has also been basically completed, and two gates have been left to facilitate the entry and exit of vehicles for building houses.
A firecracker was placed at noon, which was regarded as god-respecting. Wang Pingping moved things in this afternoon, preparing to guard Taoyuan.
Because the news of the high price of peaches in his family came out of nowhere, often people from the village held the child and stood at the gate of Taoyuan, saying that the child wanted to eat peaches and asked for a taste.
This is interesting. I usually meet and even greet people who don't want to fight, and suddenly hold the child to ask for peaches.
Give yourself discomfort, if you don't give it, you will chew your tongue in the village.
Even Wang Tiantian was so silly that he followed the children in the village.
"Uncle Erbao, I actually don't want to come ... But they said, if I don't come, I'll steal the peaches from your house, so I followed them and looked at them and didn't let them steal the peaches."
Wang Tiantian had eaten Shennong peaches for a long time. Naturally, he knew the deliciousness of peaches, so he was so nervous, for fear that these children would pick them up.
"Tiantian, you traitor, you told you not to tell Erbao!" The other children were angry and accused Wang Tiantian loudly.
Wang Pingping deliberately viciously said: "Shut up! Look at the sweet face, I will give you a peach each. Play with her in the future, you can not bully her, you know? If you let me know who bullied sweet, I will Get the peach back! "
"Ah? Okay ... but if we accidentally bullied and we eat peach again, what should we do?" A little boy two years older than Tian Tian asked anxiously.
"Then cut your belly and dig out the peaches! Hum, so don't bully her, get it?"
"Wow ... I'm not eating anymore!" A timid child cried at the time, and his nose bleb cried out.
Recommend a fast-selling urban book "My daughter has a system", which is also a warm and hilarious stream. It is said that the author is a dumb hand.