"Poverty alleviation? Help your mother!"
After Chen Shaoping and others left in their official car, Zhou Hua gritted his teeth and cursed from behind, "Damn it, you brought two beautiful women with you, are you going to help the poor? This bastard Chen Shaoping is going to fuck you." Do women help the poor?”
The biggest advantage of the Dongshan Township Government is that it secured funds in the past few years to build a five-story township government office building, which gave Chen Shaoping and others who went to the mountains to alleviate poverty a more comfortable place to live.
It was already 12 noon when we arrived at Dongshan Township. After getting off the bus, we went directly to the Dongshan Township Government to start eating.
What we ate were free-range chickens raised in the mountains, cold cucumbers, fried potatoes, and scrambled eggs. They were all served in large bowls and eaten in large bowls.
Dongshan Township Party Committee Secretary Wen Shicai also prepared wine, but Chen Shaoping didn't drink it. He was going to the village for an inspection in the afternoon. The smell of alcohol in the wine gave people a bad impression.
"Secretary Wen, Mayor Huo, we are not leaders. We are here to understand the actual situation of Dongshan Township in detail and make accurate poverty alleviation plans. I hope you will treat it correctly, do not use means to deal with inspections by superior departments, and seek truth from facts! Otherwise, we will be very passive in our work, and it will not be conducive to your poverty alleviation work in Dongshan Township!"
After lunch, Chen Shaoping had a brief conversation with Wen Shicai and Huo Zhenghua.
"Now everyone knows that Dongshan Township is poor, but what kind of poverty law is it, and what extent the poverty is, all need to be discussed openly. Secretary Wen and Mayor Huo, you all understand what I mean, right?"
Chen Shaoping's words were mainly addressed to Party Secretary Wen Shicai. Huo Zhenghua was one of his own and there was no need to explain too much.
"Director Chen, don't worry. You are here to help the poor and help us develop. Naturally, we can't hide it from you!" Wen Shicai said with a smile, revealing two yellowed buck teeth. Before I got used to it, I thought it was quite scary.
After having lunch and resting for more than half an hour, the group left the township government and drove to a place called Mulin Village, about four kilometers away from the county government.
This is the wealthiest village in Dongshan Township. As soon as you arrive at the village entrance, you can see neat adobe houses.
Even though adobe houses are about to be eliminated in economically developed places such as Chengguan Town and Mengchuan Town, they are already excellent housing in poor mountainous areas like Dongshan Township.
In Dongshan Township, the most common housing is a wooden house. The outside of the wooden house is covered with a mixture of cow dung and soil, and is covered with gray-white dry thatch instead of tiles.
In addition to the adobe houses, Mushu Village is filled with dense pepper trees.
Zanthoxylum bungeanum is an important source of income for this village.
The village committee is a large dam. There is a muddy road to the west. There are four buffaloes lying in the mud mixed with feces and urine. The smell is terrible.
On the far east side is a row of earthen houses, with a wooden flagpole standing in the middle, with a weathered red flag hung on an iron wire.
There is a silver-gray van parked in front of the village committee. It is the exclusive car of the village chief Duan Dashu.
Almost every village in Mushu Village has the surname Duan, and it is said that they have lived here for hundreds of years.
When the village chief Duan Dashu heard the sound of the car, he quickly walked out of the village committee office and stood at the door to greet Chen Shaoping and others.
This Duan Dashu is said to be in his fifties, but he has white hair and a tanned face. Even if he is said to be in his seventies, some people believe him.
He is very tall, about 1.83 meters tall, very thin, his face is covered with wrinkles when he smiles, and he has a strong bad breath when he speaks.
"Old Duan, this is a staff member of the Poverty Alleviation Office. This is Chen Shaoping, deputy director of the Poverty Alleviation Office!" Township Party Committee Secretary Wen Shicai said to Duan Dashu.
Duan Dashu immediately looked awe-inspiring, bent down, smiling so hard that his face wrinkled into a walnut, and kept saying: "Leader, leader, leader..." but he had no intention of stepping forward to shake hands with Chen Shaoping. .
Party secretaries of villages in mountainous areas like Duan Dashu don't have many opportunities to meet leaders, so they don't understand official etiquette at all.
Walking into the village committee, Chen Shaoping saw a bamboo sofa that he had only seen when he was a child. There were no cushions on it, many places were broken, and it was connected with iron wires.
There is only one bamboo sofa like this, which can only accommodate four people. There is a large bench inside, which is piled with all kinds of sundries.
"Old Duan, Director Chen is here specifically to understand the development of your village. If you have anything to say, just say it!" Wen Shicai, secretary of the township party committee, said to Duan Dashu, and then added: "Tell the truth about everything. In this way, Director Chen can better help us get rid of poverty!"
"Okay, definitely!" Lao Duan nodded quickly, and Chen Shaoping took the initiative to take out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and spread the cigarettes for everyone before starting to talk about work.
"Director Duan, I heard that your village's main economic income comes from pepper cultivation?" Chen Shaoping asked, holding a cigarette in his mouth.
"The enemy is here!" Duan Dashu nodded vigorously.
"How many acres of pepper trees have been planted in the whole village?" Chen Shaoping asked.
"Oh, I don't know how many acres there are. Leader, we always say how many trees!" Duan Dashu said.
"How many pepper trees are there?"
"Wait for me to take a look!" Duan Dashu took out a small notebook that was almost soaked in sweat and changed color.
After getting wet with saliva, he started to report to Chen Shaoping one by one: "Duan Song's family has more than 900 trees, Duan Erwa's has more than 1,000 trees..."
Chen Shaoping was confused when he heard this, and thought to himself: "Are you just going to record a rough idea in a notebook?"
Wen Shicai, secretary of the township party committee, couldn't listen anymore and interrupted Duan Dashu: "Old Duan, if you use a notebook to record it, can you just record the approximate number?"
Duan Dashu replied with a look of approval: "Secretary Wen, I can only remember a rough idea. Some people's pepper trees died while they were being planted. Some people's pepper trees were growing well in the ground, but they were hit by cows... "
Chen Shaoping smiled and shook his head: "Since there is no detailed data, let's not talk about the detailed data! Let me ask you, what is the purchase price of your pepper?"
"At the best time, I got one dollar and two, and at the worst time, it was six cents!"
"What is the yield of that pepper tree?" Chen Shaoping asked next.
"This also depends on the season. In a good year, a pepper tree can harvest twelve to three kilograms of pepper. In a bad year, there are also times when there is no harvest. On average, one pepper tree can harvest ten kilograms. Sichuan peppercorns left and right!”
Chen Shaoping nodded and said: "The output of a Zanthoxylum bungeanum tree is calculated as 10 jins, and the purchase price is calculated as one yuan per catty. One tree is 10 yuan. If there are 1,000 trees, it is 10,000 yuan, and the income is quite good!" "
"Oh, leader, that's not how the accounts are settled..."
