73: Chapter 73: Many fruit farmers are preparing to cut down trees.

Qin Chuan glanced at Township Head Chen Qunfeng.

"Township Head Chen, as the head of the township and the official responsible for the people, you must take this matter seriously."

The Secretary is in charge of party building and ideology.

Qin Chuan could afford to ignore whether the farmers' yellow peaches were sold, but Township Head Chen Qunfeng was different; he was the township head, and this was his responsibility.

Township Head Chen Qunfeng was cursing in his heart, "Damn it, this thorny issue is given to me again. I've never seen any good tasks come my way."

But he didn't dare show it on his face. He nodded and said, "Secretary Qin is right. I will consider how to help the fruit farmers sell such a large quantity of yellow peaches."

Qin Chuan said, "It's not about considering, but taking immediate action. For instance, opening up sales channels, contacting powerful fruit buyers, and so on."

"Yes, yes, Secretary Qin is right!"

Township Head Chen Qunfeng could only nod repeatedly, not daring to offer the slightest rebuttal.

The meeting lasted only about twenty to thirty minutes. Qin Chuan mainly assigned tasks to Township Head Chen Qunfeng, requiring him to find sales channels and help the fruit farmers sell their yellow peaches.

After the meeting, Qin Chuan returned to his office.

Sitting in his office chair, he thought that over a hundred million catties of yellow peaches was a massive amount. While it was a source of immense pressure for others, it was a great opportunity for him.

If he could help everyone sell all the yellow peaches at an ideal price, it would be a significant achievement.

He could even use this to open a brand-new door, such as building Dahe Township into a famous yellow peach-growing township.

With Jiucailing Coal Mine and yellow peach cultivation...

These could become the two carriages driving the economic development of Dahe Township.

Well, this could definitely be put into motion.

For others, selling so many peaches would be as difficult as reaching the sky, but Qin Chuan felt it wasn't a big problem and was fully confident.

Why give the task to Township Head Chen Qunfeng?

Knowing he couldn't complete it, Qin Chuan wanted him to hit a wall and get his nose bloodied, and then he would step in himself.

Township Head Chen Qunfeng would exert tremendous effort but sell very little, while Qin Chuan would open up the market and sell everything at once.

What kind of reaction would that cause? Just thinking about it was enough to make one excited.

Qin Chuan took out his phone and called his aunt, Qin Libei.

His uncle-in-law managed a trillion-level super group that was involved not only in manufacturing and real estate but also in retail chains.

The largest supermarket chain in the country, the Hongtai Supermarket Group, belonged to his uncle-in-law. With over a thousand stores across the country and over a hundred thousand employees, it was a behemoth; no matter how many yellow peaches there were, they could all be sold.

One phone call, and it was settled in minutes.

He wouldn't tell others for now that the sales channels were completely settled; he would let Township Head Chen Qunfeng run around for a bit first.

Seeing it was still early, Qin Chuan took Director Hu Qibin to the countryside for research to gain a specific understanding of the township's yellow peach cultivation, this year's yield, and the quality of the fruit.

Shiwan Village.

This was a typical mountainous area with little farmland, only a few 'fen' of paddy fields per person, but plenty of mountain land. Each household had at least a dozen mu, and some even had twenty or thirty mu.

Most of the mountain land was planted with yellow peaches. They were just entering the ripening stage, and the trees were heavy with fruit, their branches bending under the weight of large yellow peaches that looked truly delightful.

They were everywhere across the mountains.

However, Old Man Liu couldn't be happy. He sat on a chair at his door, smoking his pipe in silence.

What a worry!

His son came back carrying a full load of freshly picked yellow peaches. He put the baskets on a tricycle, preparing to try his luck in the township.

Old Man Liu reminded him, "Son, I heard the township is full of people selling yellow peaches, and the price is only eighty cents. What should we do?"

His son sighed, "Sigh, we'll sell what we can. I'm planning to cut down most of the peach trees and only keep a dozen or so."

Old Man Liu also kept sighing.

So many yellow peach trees were planted with hard work by their family. They had spent so much effort clearing the mountains to plant them, and now they had no choice but to cut them all down.

What a pity.

It was heartbreaking!

Old Man Liu sighed and took a deep puff of his pipe.

At this time, a few people arrived. The leader was the Village Director. From a distance, he shouted, "Old Man Liu, Secretary Qin is here."

Qin Chuan walked over, saw the baskets of yellow peaches by the door, and nodded slightly. The quality was truly good, and they looked excellent.

"Old man, are these the peaches your family picked? How many mu did you plant, and what's the yield?"

Old Man Liu sighed repeatedly, "We planted over ten mu, several hundred trees. I estimate the yield will be thirty to forty thousand catties."

"So many? Do you have a sales channel? It must be very difficult to sell so many yellow peaches."

Speaking of sales channels, Old Man Liu's brow furrowed deeply. He buried his head in his smoking, not knowing what to say.

Instead, his son spoke up, "Secretary Qin, we farmers don't have any sales channels. We originally hoped buyers would come to us, but every household has so many. It's uncertain. If the township could help us find buyers, that would be great."

Qin Chuan said, "The township sees everyone's difficulties and is finding a way. Everyone must have confidence; we will definitely get through this difficulty."

"I heard some people want to cut down the fruit trees. I suggest not doing that. Our yellow peach quality is so good; if they could be sold in big supermarkets in big cities, they would definitely be in high demand."

Old Man Liu and his son's eyes lit up.

They seemed to see hope.

Is it true? Can they really be sold in big supermarkets? Can so many yellow peaches really be sold?

While researching in Shiwan Village, Qin Chuan encouraged everyone and gave them hope, but he didn't make grand promises or guarantee that every single peach would be sold.

Throughout the entire day, from morning to afternoon, Qin Chuan was out researching.

By the end of the day, he had gathered first-hand information.

The situation was very encouraging. The peach planting area in the township was larger than he had imagined, and the total yield would definitely exceed 100 million catties.

Specific data had been requested from each village to be compiled and reported.

Meanwhile, Township Head Chen Qunfeng was running around dealing with the sales channels.

He didn't dare slack on the work Qin Chuan assigned; at least on the surface, he had to appear to be working very hard.

He went to the county and even the city, finally contacting several fruit buyers.

Early the next morning.

The trucks of these fruit buyers arrived at Dahe Township and began purchasing. However, as soon as the buying started, the fruit farmers exploded in anger.

Because the price offered by the buyers was only fifty cents per catty.

"Fifty cents is too low. I'd rather let them rot in the ground than sell at that price."

"The buying price was one yuan last year. This is a massive drop!"

"It's a total loss. We can't even earn back the labor costs."

"Sigh, our family has over three hundred peach trees. It looks like we'll have to cut them all down. Earning money is just too hard."

Township Head Chen Qunfeng stood on a chair with a megaphone, trying to do ideological work for the agitated fruit farmers.