The smile vanished from Zhu Dazhuang’s face. He looked stunned and asked, "Our plums are all for our own consumption; we’ve never sold them. Can they actually be sold for money?"
Whatever they couldn't eat, they gave away; the idea of selling them had never crossed his mind. Zhao Tiezhu chuckled and said, "Heh, of course they can be sold. Go home and discuss it with Hongyu—don't forget!"
Since the Zhu family supported him wholeheartedly, he had to find a way to return the favor. Zhu Dazhuang, looking half-confused, drove his tractor toward the village. Zhao Tiezhu was confident that Dazhuang would influence others to come to him for fertilizer and to sell their fruit.
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