"We have already done what we did, but now we want to cooperate. It's too late! Our two villages will have to plant rapeseed again next year. Don't use the seeds you saved this year next year. Take my advice and plant rapeseed again."
"Secretary of the Communist Party of China, please, please put in a good word for us! My family has an eighty-year-old mother and a ten-year-old mentally retarded child."
If begging for mercy worked, many people in Yougoubian Village would be willing to kowtow to their uncle and beg for mercy.
They still have some seeds of the old variety of mosong, but when they heard about the quality of the new variety of moss last year, what price could they get from growing them?
Moreover, I heard that the fruit and vegetable company will cultivate 2,000 acres of seedlings this year!
If you don’t plant it, you won’t be willing to do it; if you plant it, you are afraid of selling it at a low price.
You Yu's thoughts were not on these people. At the end of August, after Taland's peppers, okra, and chicory were planted, she wandered around the sixty acres of land every day.
She is serious about growing vegetables!
Uncle Ye's village, Lianhe Village, gave up on super moxibustion and wanted to continue growing creamy yellow cinnamon to create Lianhe Village's specialty vegetables.
Nowadays, there are still more than two months before sowing the Butter Yellow Xinwu.
The land was idle, so You Yu sold 440 acres of cherry radish and radish seeds newly obtained this year to Lianhe Village at a price of 300 yuan per catty.
Only 100 acres are left, and breeding will continue next spring.
Uncle Ye was worried that the villagers would not be able to accept the seeds, which were several times more expensive than before, so he held a meeting before planting them.
“The fruit and vegetable company only has 440 acres of cherries and radishes, all of which were given to our United Village.
Although the seeds are several times more expensive than the old varieties, I have personally tasted the new varieties!
Bigger than the previous cherry radish! More fragrant! Sweeter! And it only takes just over twenty days from planting to maturity. "
The pig butcher swallowed hard when he heard this: "What else is there to say? The purchase price is 8 yuan per catty. We can only think that the seeds are too few and not enough!"
Uncle Ye nodded his head: "The Goddess of Wealth has given priority to our village to plant her own varieties several times, and she also gives us the purchase price. We know exactly what the company's seeds should be."
"Yes, yes, Party Secretary, we don't have any opinions, let the Goddess of Wealth sell it however she wants!"
"Then I'll go get the seeds back tomorrow. Let's make a plan. It's best to plant them in time for the National Day!"
"Got it!"
"Secretary, you just have to make arrangements!"
They counted on their fingers. After pulling out the cherries and radishes, they let the land rest for two months. Then they planted the buttery yellow cinnamon. It was just right.
The head of Mingmen Village called You Yu on Teacher's Day: "Mr. You, all the rice in our village has been harvested and dried. When will you come to buy it?"
Cold rice grown in the mountains matures half a month later than those grown on the plains.
You Yu, who was writing an observation diary on chicory planting, patted her head and asked You Qi to prepare the truck. She was going up the mountain to restock.
When he came to Mingmen Village again, You Yu noticed with sharp eyes that there were more than a dozen motorcycles on the village's grain drying field.
"Hahaha, Mr. You, more than a dozen families in our village have bought motorcycles this year!
It was your company's manager Geng who helped us pick up the car from the provincial agency. It's the same brand and the price of a motorcycle is at least 800 yuan. "Ming Village Chief is all smiles, centralized purchasing is really useful.
"Not bad. I bought a dozen motorcycles in one year. I will try to sell out more than a dozen motorcycles this year. Every household will have a car within three years!" You Yu is particularly willing to see this change and is happy to help.
The villagers were so enthusiastic that some children even picked wild kiwi fruits no bigger than their thumbs from the mountains, put them in small baskets, and brought them to You Yu with a bang.
Before she could say thank you, she disappeared again in a flash.
Although the rice that costs one pound per pound is not as good as the taste of their own cold rice, the villagers are more willing to count their banknotes.
Sun-dried millet can be sold for two yuan a pound.
Who doesn’t have six or seven acres of terraced fields? Got more than 10,000 yuan again!
Thinking about the black pigs running on the mountain, they can earn another ten or twenty thousand before the Chinese New Year. Let’s just say this life is beautiful, right?
The villagers of Yougoubian Village, who have entered a well-off life, don’t think so!
In the words of the Goddess of Wealth, making money is for a better quality of life!
A family that eats meat every day only eats a few hundred kilograms of rice a year?
There was enough rice left for the canteen for a year. Relatives bought it in quantities of three to five hundred kilograms. The company employees also liked it, but the remaining rice did not make it out of the seventh production team.
If the current Yougoubian Village is a well-known wealthy village in eight villages in ten miles, then the No. 7 Production Team is the richest production team in the wealthy village!
Just because the thighs hold it well, You Yu asked the seventh production team to plant all the fields and land for the super mossong planting area before distributing it to other production teams.
Dongfeng Village was allocated 500 acres of medium-ripe super mossong this year, and it can be considered a rising star.
September 14th is the Mid-Autumn Festival and Grandma You’s 70th birthday.
You Yu, the filial granddaughter of the whole village, represents how could she not have a feast?
The birthday banquet at noon caused a lot of discussion among the villagers who came out to enjoy the cool night.
Old lady 1: "It's not my fault, but in eight villages from ten miles away, whose seventieth birthday can be as glorious as ours, the Goddess of Wealth? It's even more lively than her grandfather's sixty-ninth birthday!"
The second old lady: "Isn't that right? The old lady from the richest family can't invite city and county leaders to her birthday, right? Our town cadres have actually been reduced to underhands! This kind of appearance is really enough for us to brag about for two years. ”
Some people are shaking their heads: "The richest man? The richest man in our county only donated one million after the earthquake. How can he compare with Sister Yu? Counting it all in Jiang County, and even our city, Sister Yu, whether it is a donation or a donation, Things are ranked number one."
"That's not all. The leaders of the County Poverty Alleviation Office announced to everyone on the spot that our female goddess of wealth has provided support to the eight poorest mountain villages in the county. The longest was less than two years, and the shortest was only half a year.
These eight were so poor that they did not go to the village to beg (beggars). I heard that their per-household income rankings have now risen by dozens of places. "
"No wonder, these leaders specially chose Mrs. You's banquet to award our female God of Wealth with two medals for outstanding young entrepreneurs and municipal model workers. How do you say that? We deserve it. !”
"Enemies!" Everyone nodded wildly, looking proud of you.
They are relatives of the female God of Wealth, and they are the envy of all the farmers in Jiang County!
As for what to eat?
Anyway, everything that flies in the sky, swims in the sea, and runs on the ground is served on the table!
The Goddess of Wealth never disappoints everyone at banquets!
After celebrating this grand birthday, the old lady got rid of the depression caused by her grandson's early marriage and childbirth.
The old lady who couldn't read a few Chinese characters learned to read the characters on the medals over and over again.
