There were not many bayberry trees in his hometown, but when he was a child, he ate them every year, and he ate them without thinking much about them. Now Yang Tongtong said, he realized that these bayberries did have a lot of problems.
"Then you can't sell any at all?" Zhu Zhiyuan was still a little unwilling.
He wanted to revitalize agriculture in Hushan, but he had no idea about those fields. Hushan had many mountains, so he mainly focused on the forest and fruit economy.
"I can sell a little bit." Yang Tong smiled bitterly: "Not much, usually weighing about 100,000 kilograms. We can sell a little bit in town, Hushan County, Fulin, that's basically it. , no matter how far it is, the gas and customs fees are not worth it.”
"How about more luck?" Zhu Zhiyuan came up with an idea: "Spread the customs clearance fee for gas."
"The market is a problem." Yang Tong shook his head: "Yangmei is not that easy to sell. Who will collect it, who will sell it, and where is the terminal market? You can't just drag a cart to Dongcheng and sell it on the street."
Seeing Zhu Zhiyuan looking at him, he said: "Assistant Zhu, to tell you the truth, the specialty of our Yangmei Town is Yangmei, so we town cadres are not just doing it for a living. We have made many ideas over the years."
He shook his head as he said, "No way."
After a pause, he added: "You can't make wine either, no one wants to buy bayberry wine, and you can't make cans either."
"Yes, we can make cans." Zhu Zhiyuan asked, "Why not cans?"
"It worked in the past." Comrade Yang said: "In the 1980s and 1990s, it was okay. There were bayberry canneries in the town. Later, those newspapers and televisions shouted every day that canned food was junk food and contained too many preservatives. In the past few years, it was In 2017, there was a junk food ranking list, and canned food ranked among the top three, but no one ate it."
"Hi." Zhu Zhiyuan glanced at Gong Fenghuang and couldn't laugh or cry.
When Gong Fenghuang saw him like this, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, a little funny, and said: "This bayberry, has it made it difficult for you?"
"It's really difficult for me." Zhu Zhiyuan was a little frustrated: "Sister Gong, is there anything you can do?"
"Contact some large supermarkets and open the terminal." Gong Fenghuang opened his mouth: "Contact some powerful wholesalers, cold chain transportation, to ensure freshness, like those in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, Guangdong, this is how they operate, their plums can be sold Across the country, prices are high.”
"Yes, yes." Yang Tong nodded immediately: "That's exactly what they do in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Their plums are sold everywhere."
Zhu Zhiyuan's eyes brightened: "Then we can do the same thing here?"
"Two questions." Gong Fenghuang said: "First, dealers. You must first contact these dealers. Second, supermarket terminals."
She talked eloquently: "Any terminal, even a small supermarket, often has its own fixed purchase channels. It is not that easy to get a new product in."
"Yes." Yang Tong sighed, and the light in his eyes dimmed: "We have looked for them before, and they were all small businesses, and they lacked refrigerated trucks and couldn't go to far places."
"Then there's nothing we can do?" Zhu Zhiyuan was frustrated: "You can't sell these mountains of red bayberry without any money?"
"The road here in Hushan is okay." Gong Fenghuang thought for a while: "We can try to contact some big merchants, maybe we can give it a try."
Yang Tong's eyes suddenly lit up again and he looked at Gong Fenghuang, but Gong Fenghuang was so aura that he didn't dare to speak and turned to look at Zhu Zhiyuan.
Zhu Zhiyuan could understand what he meant, but shook his head.
For Yang Tong, it's all about selling as much as he can, but Zhu Zhiyuan doesn't think so.
He knew Gong Fenghuang's temperament. She was a very strong woman, and usually nothing could be difficult for her, but if she only said to try, it would be best not to try.
If it is difficult for Gong Fenghuang, it is better to find another way.
When he saw Yang Tong looking at him, he said, "Mayor Yang, let's do this for today. I'll think of a solution later, and you guys will also think of a solution, okay."
"Hey." Yang Tong nodded, a little disappointed: "Assistant Zhu, come and sit in the town."
"No." Zhu Zhiyuan shook his head: "I still want to visit a few other towns. I'll come back if I have the chance."
Yang Tong couldn't force him, so he could only watch Zhu Zhiyuan get into the car, cross the river from the stone bridge in the distance, and go to the town next door.
When the car was far away, he immediately made a call: "The woman's surname is Gong. Assistant Zhu calls her Sister Gong. That woman has a great aura, an official aura. She should be an official, and she should be a high official."
Gong Fenghuang wore sunglasses because she didn't want others to recognize her and see her with Zhu Zhiyuan.
But there are too many smart people in the world, and she used to be too ostentatious. Maybe not many ordinary people know her, but in the official circles of Dongcheng, there are not many people who don't know her, even in the counties and cities below.
The beautiful and flamboyant female official is already eye-catching, not to mention the fact that she holds a golden investment in her hand, so she is naturally the center of attention. Anyone who has been in the officialdom for a while will find it difficult not to know him.
Therefore, after Yang Tong made the call, Gong Fenghuang's identity was exposed within half a day.
Some people even found out that Zhu Zhiyuan and Gong Fenghuang were both in Jintou.
Even Zhou Yun knew it: "Deputy Director of the State Administration of Financial Management, no wonder."
He thought he had detected part of the truth and found one of Zhu Zhiyuan's backstage.
He didn't know that his guess was very different from the truth.
Zhu Zhiyuan drove to two towns in succession. The two towns next door were not even as good as Yangmei Town, with no special industries at all.
Agriculture needs to be revitalized, but even Zhu Zhiyuan, a reborn man, doesn't know how to revitalize it.
In his previous life, he called for revitalizing agriculture every day, but he just paid lip service.
Gong Fenghuang was in high spirits. What made her happy was not the countryside scenery, but the people around her.
She was very happy when she was around Zhu Zhiyuan, as if she was ten, no, twenty years younger.
Seeing that Zhu Zhiyuan was a little worried, she smiled and said: "That's alright. With three factories together, the output value can be as little as 100 million a year. Coupled with the economy driven by the downstream, it will be more than enough for Hushan to take off the label of a poor county. I can basically do that." I’m worthy of my cousin.”
"This is not enough for your cousin to go to the deputy province." Zhu Zhiyuan was a little doubtful.
"It's a bit difficult." Gong Fenghuang shook his head: "It doesn't matter, it's up to people to plan things, and it's up to God to succeed. It depends on his luck."
"Luck is such a thing." Zhu Zhiyuan clicked his tongue.
Gong Fenghuang said: "It's hard to say."
She looked at Zhu Zhiyuan: "Like me, I was lucky enough to meet you."
Seeing that Zhu Zhiyuan remained silent, she giggled: "I'm the one who stalked you so hard. How about it? Am I powerful?"
"Hmph." Zhu Zhiyuan snorted: "Fairy."
Gong Fenghuang was even more proud, smiling happily.
After laughing for a while, she said: "By the way, Xiaozhi, are there any Buddhist temples or anything like that here?"
"I want to worship Buddha."
"Yes." Gong Fenghuang nodded: "My grandma believes in Buddhism, so I never believed in it before, but when I met you, I became a believer. Now I must enter the temple every time I see it, and I must worship the Buddha when I see it."
Zhu Zhiyuan didn't believe in it before, but in his previous life, he believed in Christ.
Well, actually I don’t believe it very much. To put it bluntly, it is a kind of mentality of worshiping foreign countries. If something really happens, God will also throw it away for him.
But the matter of rebirth gave him a sense of awe.
He grabbed the steering wheel with one hand and reached out with the other hand to caress Gong Fenghuang's face.
The jade face is like a flower, and the ice skin is better than snow.
In the previous life, this woman who was as beautiful as flowers and jade had long been buried in the grave.
Is it really not God's will to be reborn and have this woman again?
