Zhu Zhiyuan couldn't reply in one sentence, so he could only ask: "Mayor Lu, how many chestnuts can your Dapai town produce in a year?"
"That's a lot, that's a lot." When Lu Fang heard that he seemed to be interested, he perked up and said, "It must be at least a few million kilograms."
"How many million kilograms?" Zhu Zhiyuan frowned slightly.
But Zhou Yun was a local snake and interrupted directly: "Listen to him, those are fresh goods. If you really want to pick them, the dry goods will cost up to 200,000 to 300,000 jins. If you pack more, they will weigh 500,000 jins, which will hold up to the sky."
Lu Fang was not convinced. Zhou Bodhisattva was easy to talk to. He muttered, "Yangmei is also fresh."
Zhou Yun was annoyed: "Can chestnuts be compared with bayberries? Bayberries can be eaten directly without peeling off the skin. As for chestnuts, they have a layer of skin on the outside. Can you eat them too? You sell chestnuts with the skin on? You want ah?"
Zhu Zhiyuan was also happy, but he was not an old secretary like Zhou Yun, so he couldn't show his face, so he had to look at Lu Wan and smile.
Although Lu Fang was the mayor of the town, he had been running in the mountains in wind and rain all year round, and his skin was tanned. He said to Zhu Zhiyuan bitterly: "The chestnuts have to be peeled out to sell them, but there are also hundreds of thousands of kilograms." .”
"Hundreds of thousands of kilograms." Zhu Zhiyuan shook his head: "More than half a million tourists came to the Yangmei Festival, and through the Yangmei Festival, we have gained a reputation. People who have been here at least once know that we are serious about it, and we are giving away real gifts. "
He looked at Lu Fang: "If we really hold a chestnut festival and promote it on a large scale, I estimate that millions of tourists will come during the National Day holiday."
"Millions." Lu Wan took a breath of air.
"It's completely possible." Zhou Yun looked excited: "The reaction below is that our Bayberry Festival has received a very good response this time. We take tourists up the mountain and provide pick-up and drop-off. The bayberries are real and the food and accommodation are not expensive and are not a scam. Man, such a scenic spot is so rare. Many tourists asked before leaving whether we will hold a bayberry festival next year. If we do, they will definitely come."
He said and waved his hand: "I want to come back to the Yangmei Festival twice, and of course the Chestnut Festival will also come. There are already more than 500,000 people. Word of mouth spreads, and it is not unusual for it to double again."
"Mayor Lu, with so many people, not one person can get even half a kilo of your hundreds of thousands of jins of chestnuts." Zhu Zhiyuan smiled: "How are you going to solve this problem?"
Lu Fang was stunned.
This is the art of being an official. You can't directly veto it, you have to go around and get him to back down on his own, otherwise he will make trouble with you.
It’s just that everyone in the officialdom is a master of Tai Chi, but if you don’t know how to do Tai Chi, you really can’t be an official, at least not well.
Lu Fang couldn't change chestnuts, but the man didn't give up and refused to go back. He pestered Zhu Zhiyuan to help them find a way and asked the county to give them money to build roads. They also wanted to connect every village.
Village-to-village access was proposed by the central government in 1998, but the reason why Dapai Town did not implement it was not because the county was partial, but because it simply could not be implemented.
That damn place has twenty-one natural villages, one mountain after another. If every village were to be connected, even 20 billion people would not be able to stop it.
Hushan will indeed be able to have a few more money this year thanks to Zhu Zhiyuan, but it is impossible to use it to build roads in Dapai Town. If you throw away the money, you won't even hear a sound.
But building roads in Dapai Town is also the responsibility of the mayor, Lu Fang, so you can't blame him yet.
Later, Bodhisattva Zhou got angry and drove him away to finish the job.
"County Magistrate Zhu, you are young and don't know the virtues of these fried dough sticks below." Zhou Yun drove Lu Fang away and said to Zhu Zhiyuan: "If you don't show some murderous intent, they will hang on you like leeches. , If you don’t suck blood from your mouth, it won’t loosen.”
Zhu Zhiyuan smiled bitterly after hearing this, looked at the map, and shook his head again.
"This Tiger Mountain is really mountainous." He sighed.
"It's just that there are many mountains." Zhou Yun was a little excited, and he said: "County Magistrate Zhu, do you think we can have one million tourists coming to our Yangmei Festival next year?"
"Yes." Zhu Zhiyuan gave an affirmative answer: "One hundred percent."
Seeing Zhou Yun looking at him with bright eyes, he said: "There is opposition here, and there is also opposition on the Internet. The response to this Yangmei Festival is basically positive. If anyone has doubts, I don't need the navy to refute it. Naturally, tourists who participated in the Yangmei Festival came forward to speak."
"Online, if there are a hundred people posting, it will feel overwhelming." He said with a smile: "And we are more than half a million tourists, plus their family and friends, thousands of miles away, one person following Post it, that’s a big deal.”
Zhou Yun doesn't surf the Internet very much, but he can still imagine that scene. He nodded and said: "That's indeed a lot."
"Yes." Zhu Zhiyuan said: "Our Bayberry Festival was basically agreed on the Internet. Many people regretted not coming, and even more people said they must come next year."
He laughed as he said: "One million is the base number next year, maybe two million or three million, it's all possible."
"Three million?" Zhou Bodhisattva spread his smile, really like a Bodhisattva.
"But there is a big problem." Zhu Zhiyuan sighed.
"What's the big problem?" Zhou Yun asked immediately.
"transportation."
"Is that okay?" Zhou Yun said, "We can order at most two thousand electric vehicles from Hongyang Factory."
"It's not just from the county to the town." Zhu Zhiyuan said: "It's from outside to the county."
"It's on the expressway."
"But there are not so many buses." Zhu Zhiyuan shook his head: "If there are too many people in other places, such as Dongcheng, it is impossible for so many buses to bring them here. Even if they come here, they are going back."
"Oh." Zhou Yun suddenly realized it and became distressed for a moment: "This is a big problem."
He thought for a while and then looked at Zhu Zhiyuan again.
He is a Bodhisattva. Firstly, he has a soft temper. Secondly, he actually doesn't have much ability.
But Zhu Zhiyuan has the ability, Tongtian's ability, now that there is a problem, it naturally depends on Zhu Zhiyuan.
There is really nothing Zhu Zhiyuan can do about this.
"It would be great if it takes another ten years." Zhu Zhiyuan said: "In another ten years, there will be more private cars and every household will have a car, so it will be easier."
"Every household has a car?" Zhou Yun shook his head: "That's impossible, cars are precious."
Zhu Zhiyuan smiled but said nothing.
China's economic development is so fast that it is simply unbelievable. Private cars are now equipped with high-end configurations, but ten years later, they will be just like washing machines and televisions, with conventional configurations, but everyone in the country is still dissatisfied.
Some experts on the Internet have concluded that the reason why Chinese people are unhappy is that their requirements are too high.
This expert scolded people, but in some respects, what he said was actually right. At least many old people would say: At that time, we didn’t have anything to eat. Compared with you now...
That's what it means.
"We have to think of a way next year." Zhu Zhiyuan said: "Next year, Huyuan can be built. The old road from Yangmei Town to Hutiao Gorge Town has to pass through several villages. It is actually a detour. If we go in a straight line, It’s less than four kilometers from the valley to the west, so it’s faster and closer.”
"There is a road over there." Zhou Yun was very familiar with it: "If you adjust it, electric cars can pass. If you widen it a little, big cars can pass, too. It's no problem at all."
"Yes." Zhu Zhiyuan nodded and said: "The county bus station also needs to be widened. It is a bit crowded this time. If it doubles next year, there will be no room for it."
"This is a problem." Zhou Yun agreed: "It must be widened, and everything around it must be freed up."
He didn't have the ability to develop, but when it came to a specific matter, he was still capable. He immediately expressed his position: "Leave these two matters to me, and I will coordinate them. Just one million, no, two million to make room." .”
"Then thank you, Secretary Zhou." Zhu Zhiyuan nodded.
Engineering projects have always been lucrative, but Zhu Zhiyuan obviously wouldn't think about this, and Zhou Yun also understood this, otherwise he wouldn't have taken the initiative to take on this matter.
Zhu Zhiyuan makes money? But pull it off, he took out all the money.
What I fear most is not that he makes money, but that he doesn't pay.
As long as he is willing to pay, Zhou Yun can do the job.
"It's not hard work." Zhou Yun laughed: "To be honest, if you don't come, Magistrate Zhu, even if we want to work hard, there will be no place to put our efforts."
Zhu Zhiyuan was only the deputy county magistrate, and Zhou Yun was the secretary. Under normal circumstances, he would only be called deputy magistrate Zhu, but he was called magistrate Zhu.
This explains his attitude.
In Hushan County, even he, the secretary, still supports Zhu Zhiyuan.
Others can weigh it themselves.
