Desperate to make money after the transformation of pistachios

In the eyes of her friends, she is a pistachio, and in the eyes of the villagers, she is the leader who leads us to get rich. Facing the camera, she spoke of little-known suffering. For the sake of a pair of children, she changed from a kindergarten teacher to an entrepreneur, but made jokes one after another to see how Hou Zhenghong in Liping County, Guizhou Province, was forced to embark on the entrepreneurial road and become an entrepreneurial talent.

A torrential rain hit Liping County, causing a massive power outage in the city.

Early the next morning, Hou Zhenghong rushed to her farm with reporters. You can see the stone washed down the mountain by Rain Water all the way.

One kilometer from Hou Zhenghong's farm, Hou Zhenghong had to stop because the consequences of the torrential rain were even more serious.

Reporter: did this collapse yesterday?

Hou Zhenghong: collapsed, collapsed, the last time all the stones on the top of the mountain collapsed, the outside side was all covered with stones, and the car could not walk.

Hou Zhenghong went to the roadside to check repeatedly. She was so worried because more than 800 farmers in the mountain followed her to raise chickens. This road is the only road that connects the mountain to the foot of the mountain, and more than 10 million worth of business is transported by this road.

Hou Zhenghong: it's okay today. The car can still go by. It's fine.

Interviewer: you are quite happy.

Hou Zhenghong: very happy.

Reporter: I've been in a hurry all night.

Hou Zhenghong: I was so anxious that I couldn't sleep.

Seeing that the collapse did not affect the operation of his farm, Hou Zhenghong rushed to the village on the mountain.

The villagers cheered: come together, side by side, hand in hand.

Hou Zhenghong: drunk, drunk.

As soon as they arrived in the village, the enthusiastic villagers swept away the anxiety that the landslide had brought to Hou Zhenghong.

This is Guanzheng Village, Liping County. The villagers in the village are all Dong nationality. It is a local custom that long tables are served on the most important festivals, and only men are served. And every time Hou Zhenghong comes, the villagers will all go out, regard Hou Zhenghong as the guest of honor, and set a long table for her.

People respect Hou Zhenghong so much because Hou Zhenghong's Lin Xia chicken farm can not only reach sales of more than 10 million yuan a year, but also lead more than 800 farmers in the county to become rich together, and the villagers can earn tens of thousands of yuan more every year on their doorstep.

Villager: boss Hou is a strong woman.

Villagers: a strong woman, a strong girl.

Interviewer: strong girl. Why is it a strong girl?

Villager: the more capable one.

But when we first met Hou Zhenghong, she was an ordinary housewife who never wanted to make money.

Hou Zhenghong: first, I don't like starting a business or doing business. Second, I don't like borrowing money from anyone. Third, I don't know how to deal with strangers. I just like to live a stable life. But it's different now. I've done all the things I don't like.

In Hou Zhenghong's photo album, the reporter found that before 2007, Hou Zhenghong was completely different.

Son: according to the current words, my mother belongs to the goddess level. This is my mother's original picture.

Interviewer: it's different from what it is now.

Son: because she is getting busier and busier, her hair is getting shorter and shorter, and now she is getting less and less, so now she has a lion head like this.

In 2006, the changes in the family and the polishing of the years made Hou Zhenghong completely different from before. What on earth happened in this?

Before 2006, Hou Zhenghong was a kindergarten teacher in Liping County. after getting married, Hou Zhenghong gave birth to a pair of children. Hou Zhenghong taught her husband at home, her husband also did a good job outside, and set up a tea factory. Everyone envied Hou Zhenghong's carefree life.

On December 6, 2006, Hou Zhenghong and her family ate as usual, but she did not expect that this became the last meal in her husband's life.

That night, the husband died of a cerebral hemorrhage without leaving a word. Hou Zhenghong's sky collapsed and she hid in her room and cried for a month. At this time, it was only four months after Hou Zhenghong's father died.

Hou Zhenghong: my father died in July 2006, and my husband died in December. That year, all the men who loved me most were gone. At that time, it was a big bang for me.

When her husband was alive, Hou Zhenghong was the only one to rely on. When he built the tea factory, he took out all the family savings, and the burden of life overnight was all on Hou Zhenghong.

Some people are willing to pay 600000 for the tea farm left by her husband, but Hou Zhenghong, who has never thought of doing business, has made an amazing decision to take over the tea factory.

Yang Shuqiong: at that time, our whole family opposed her. A woman at home didn't even worry about it. You certainly can't do it then.

Hou Zhenghua: she has never been involved in any of these things about her brother-in-law before, and she has never been involved at all.

Hou Zhenghong: he is gone, the dead can not be resurrected, I think, can never come back to me, I can only go forward, take good care of my children, is my greatest wish.

In April 2007, Hou Zhenghong did not listen to anyone, plunged into the tea field and vowed to start the tea business for the sake of the children. But before that, not to mention management, Hou Zhenghong did not even go to the tea garden gate, and she did not know how many mu of land her husband had contracted or what kind of tea she had planted. At that time, when spring tea was on the market, many people went up the mountain to pick tea, and Hou Zhenghong followed him up the mountain.

His name is Lin Qiliang, a qualified local tea dealer. Hou Zhenghong asked someone to come to Lin Qiliang to help her see how to sell tea, but Lin Qiliang will leave as soon as he arrives at Hou Zhenghong's tea garden.

Lin Qiliang: before the Qingming Festival every year, from the end of February to the beginning of March, the sprouts of her tea began to be picked. She did not pick them. In April, I looked at the leaves. All the leaves in the middle were opened, and the tea sold for 500 yuan a catty. After being made, it can't sell 50 yuan a catty.

Hou Zhenghong: he said, Mr. Hou, have you picked tea yet? I said no, you are really funny. I went up to see your tea mountain. I didn't need that tea. I said how good it was. How good it was. It was all very good. Wow, you are such a layman. He said that it is all open, this tea is open, this is all open, how do you do it?

Lin Qiliang: the leaves are all open, like this, so big.

Hou Zhenghong: boss Lin means that the leaves are all open.

In the local area, the harvest time of spring tea was before Ching Ming Festival, when the tea was a bud and a leaf, and the quality of the tea was good. After Ching Ming Festival, the tea buds grow into leaves and can only be made as summer tea, which is about ten times lower than that of spring tea.