Wang Zhong had no intention of continuing to pay attention to where Station Commander Chen was transferred, what he did, how many levels he was demoted, and what kind of punishment he received.
As far as Wang Zhong was concerned, the man named Chen was just a passer-by in the ups and downs of the sea, and was not important at all.
However, after Wang Zhong's troubles, this matter has become a big deal. Even the Fujian Provincial Poverty Alleviation Group has listed this matter as one of the key matters of concern.
Just after the construction of Minning Village, things like this are likely to affect the subsequent ongoing immigration work.
For the Fujian Provincial Poverty Alleviation Group, the target of 8,000 people can only be more, not less.
This is the explanation given by the Fujian Provincial Poverty Alleviation Group to Xihaigu, to the Yuquanying Economic Development Zone, and to the people living in impoverished mountainous areas.
The irrigation problem has been temporarily solved. Not only that, after such troubles, the district, county and higher authorities also began to pay attention to the third-level water pumping project of Yuquanying Water Pumping Station.
In fact, Wang Zhong's purpose is exactly this. If it is really like the original work, Minning Village has been turned into Minning Town. The three-level water pumping project of Yuquanying is still at the stage of paper talk, and it will not be completed after more than ten years. I don't know what was built, but the money allocated to build the water pumping station has been misappropriated for a long time.
Jintan Village will have to use water from Qingtongxia Chengguan Water Station for more than ten years. Although after coordination between the two parties, considering that the people in Jintan Village are immigrants with limited income and no economic foundation, the water price has been adjusted. Although it has been reduced to a certain extent, the price is still much more expensive than normal water in the irrigation area.
Not only that, even the various infrastructure construction in Minning Town in the later period was a mess without the financial support of Min Province.
Like Debao, there are countless engineering teams who have done work but cannot get paid, and have been repeatedly defaulted.
Wang Zhong didn't want to repeat those same mistakes. The construction of various infrastructures in Minning Village had financial support from Fujian Province and the staff of the poverty alleviation team were watching here, so Wang Zhong dared to bid.
It will be a different matter after the Fujian Provincial Poverty Alleviation Group has completed three years of counterpart assistance and withdraws it.
Construction companies and brick kiln factories are now Wang Zhong's second source of funds, and the construction company has absorbed most of the orders from the brick kiln factory.
Whether it is a construction company or a brick kiln factory, they mainly make money from the construction of Minning Village, especially after the leaders of the poverty alleviation team learned about the education fund that Wang Chong established with nearly half of the proceeds from the brick kiln factory. To put it bluntly, all bricks used in the construction of Minning Village will give priority to bricks from the Wang family brick kiln.
Hospitals, schools, banks, post offices and other supporting buildings and various other infrastructures, the bricks used alone are a big business.
Moreover, there are also new immigrants coming over one after another to build houses. Although it is not profitable, it is not losing money. It can maintain the normal operation and expenses of the brick kiln. As long as everyone has jobs to start and money to make, it is profitable.
Li Dayou and others, after finishing the spring irrigation, immediately returned to the kiln factory and plunged into intense production work. In the kiln factory yard, there were piles of red bricks stacked like hills.
Wang Zhong was willing to spend money and purchased a variety of mechanical tools such as trucks, forklifts, and mechanical cranes. Although the investment was not low, it also greatly improved the efficiency of the brick kiln. If not for this, Wang Zhong's kiln would , I really can’t keep up with so many orders from Minning Village.
Moreover, after the introduction of mechanical equipment, the workers in the kiln factory are no longer just working hard. Many smart and flexible people have been transformed into mechanical operators. Not only is the work not as tiring as before, but even the wages are not as high as before. Low.
Looking at the prosperous kiln factory, the old party secretary felt more and more pleased. If this person is happy, he will be in a good mood. When he is in a good mood, his whole body will feel comfortable, and his body and bones will also be healthy and free from illness and disaster.
"Grandpa! Grandpa!" Both Ping An and Shun Shun liked the old party secretary very much. The old party secretary also regarded them as his great-grandchildren. He liked them very much. Moreover, after Ping An and Shun Shun became his family, the old party secretary developed the habit of keeping peaches at home. The habits of Crispy and White Rabbit toffee.
Not for anything else, just to be happy for my two little great-grandsons.
Seeing the two dolls running around in front of him, the old party secretary felt happy from the bottom of his heart.
In particular, the old branch secretary has always treated Wang Zhong as a grandson. He is safe and smooth. In his eyes, he is no different from his own great-grandson.
"Hey Youyou!"
"My little ancestor! Run slowly, run slowly!" Seeing the two little guys running towards him with short legs, the old party secretary immediately frowned and became nervous and worried, and hurried forward. He helped Pingshun who was running ahead.
"My little ancestor, why are you running so fast!" Although the old man is old, his body is still strong. Wang Zhong takes care of him and does not let him be like the original man, who wears out his body just to plant trees. , fell on the hospital bed.
"Grandpa, eat meat!" The little guy was holding a red plastic bag with an oil paper bag inside.
"What is it?" The old man bowed and took the plastic bag. He opened the mouth of the bag and smelled it while asking. Then his eyes lit up and he blurted out: "Beef with soy sauce?"
"Pingshun is so stupid, it's grandpa Zu, not grandpa!" Ping'an's growth is not as exaggerated as Pingshun's, and his legs are shorter, so his speed is naturally not as fast as Pingshun's. However, this kid is not very old, but he is as clever as a monkey. Pingshun is half taller than him, but when the two little guys play together, they always focus on safety.
"Hello, grandpa!" He said hello to the old party secretary with a very obedient smile.
"Grandpa Zu!" Pingshun also changed his words.
"Okay, okay!" Looking at the two cute little guys, the old party secretary felt as if he had eaten honey, and his face blossomed with joy.
"Why did my sweet grandson come to see grandpa?"
"Mom made soy sauce beef! Let's give it to Grandpa!" Although Pingan is young, he is unexpectedly precocious and has a sharp tongue.
As he spoke, he pretended to be quiet and raised his hand in front of his mouth as if to block the sound, "Grandpa, my dad is still drunk!"
"Really!" The old party secretary was very happy, and raised his hand to rub Ping An's little head.
"Grandpa Zu is so amazing, his nose is so smart, just like Rhubarb and Erhuang!" Ping An suddenly said this, and he didn't forget to raise the bag in his hand and said as if to offer a treasure: "Grandpa Zu, I still have some here! "
The old party secretary was stunned by what this boy said, and the smile on his face froze. Dahuang and Erhuang were two local dogs raised by Li Laoshuan, and they were also one of the few dogs in the village.
A dog's nose must be sensitive. Whenever Wang Zhong's house is stewed, the rhubarb and huang in Ping An's mouth will squat at the door like two door gods. It is no longer a secret in Jintan Village.
But in this situation, everyone is busy running around to fill their stomachs. Who has the extra food to raise dogs like the Wang Chong family?
"You brat, why are you talking?"
Wang Zhong went up and slapped Ping An on the head, but he didn't use any force and just pushed lightly.
The old party secretary was unhappy when he saw it. He pushed Wang Zhong's hand away and glared at Wang Zhong: "What are you doing! Don't beat up my little grandson!"
"You're a kid, your words are innocent! You don't have any bad intentions, why do you do anything!" The smile on the old man's face disappeared, and he took another dig at Wang Zhong without concealing it.
When Wang Zhong saw this, he didn't say much. He held up two bottles of the medicinal wine he had brewed in his hand and said, "Uncle, the medicinal wine I brewed for you is ready. Let us have a good drink today."
"You kid, what are you planning?" The old party secretary was as clear as a mirror, but he was still thinking about the incident where this kid started to 'beat' his grandson just now, and he didn't feel good about it.
Wang Zhong chuckled: "I really can't hide anything from you."
"An idea suddenly came to me recently, but I can't make up my mind."
"If you have any ideas, discuss it with your wife. Why are you doing this with a bad old man like me? It's not me and you living together." The old party secretary said angrily.
While speaking, he was already holding the two little ones one on the left and the other on the right. The two packets of soy sauce beef were naturally in Wang Zhong's hands.
"Hey! It's not like you don't know Shui Hua's temperament. She supports everything I do and never says 'no'. Besides, you have eaten more salt than I have eaten. I want to Let me hear what you think.”
"Okay, don't put your hat on me, just tell me what you have to say!" Although the old man didn't speak very nicely, the smile on his face never broke. The previous excuse was just a joke with Wang Zhong.
Wang Zhong originally just cooperated with the old man, singing Shuanghuang and talking about cross talk.
"You said that if I contract more land, after it is cleared, I can plant it with oat grass and other pastures, as well as the fungi that Professor Ling brought that can prevent wind and sand, fix the sand, and improve the ecology. I will plant a few of them for future use. The folks are already raising Tan sheep, so before winter, I will sell the hay to them, what do you think?"
"Can we still sell grass?" the old party secretary asked puzzledly.
"Why not!" Wang Chong said with a smile: "As long as there is demand, there will be a market. In a year or two, when the villagers see that the Tan sheep I raise and the mushrooms I grow can make money, won't they? Feeling excited?"
"At that time, I will provide lambs to the villagers, hay for the sheep to spend the winter, and Juncao. Then I will set up an external sales company to sell our Tan sheep and mushrooms to Shaanxi and Gansu. , sold to Sichuan."
"It's not as easy as you say!" The old party secretary shook his head and said, "If the Tanyang business was so easy, someone would have done it long ago, and it would be our turn."
Although the old party secretary's words were a bit rough, his reasoning was not.
Wang Zhong said: "Uncle, you don't know this!"
"It's easy to raise Tan sheep, but it's not that easy to sell. Just on the plains beneath Helan Mountain, there are many families who make a living by raising Tan sheep."
"Only the meager income from farming will be able to support a large family if the year is good. If you really want to live a good life and live prosperously, you can only develop other side businesses."
The old branch secretary naturally understood this, so he didn't interrupt, and listened to Wang Zhong while watching the two little guys.
“But now our area has just been watered with water from the Yellow River, and the soil in the ground is still poor and not fertile enough. We have just planted wheat this year, and even if we plant other crops, the villagers won’t know how!
Besides, no matter what you do, you need to invest a certain amount of money. In recent years, the villagers have worked in brick kilns and construction sites. Although they have made some money, it is not much. Most of it has been spent on building houses and preparing land. "
"Children go to school, and when they grow up, they get married and start a family. Everything is a place to spend money."
"Besides, our Tanyang here has been to the state banquet. This is the best sign. I am confident that the sales can be accomplished."
"And there are professionals like Professor Ling here. With their knowledge, we can avoid many detours!" Wang Zhong said seriously.
"What you said makes sense!" The old branch secretary nodded, but he understood Wang Zhong's implication: "Then what exactly do you want to do?"
"Uncle, look, Mugu is still being tested, and it will take some time to promote it, but Tan sheep can already be bred. If the folks see that besides me, there are several other families, because of the Tan sheep breeding, When sheep make money, do you think they will imitate it?"
The old party secretary was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, shook his head, and looked at Wang Zhong: "That was your idea."
To be able to work in the position of party secretary for so long, to be able to accumulate such high prestige in Yongquan Village, to be able to see the prospects of Diaozhuang, and to know that the future is more important than the present, the old party secretary is not an idiot.
"Do you want to raise sheep? It's no problem. Just tell me when. Then I'll ask Shui Wang's mother to come over. It just so happens that Shui Wang's father is busy with the brick kiln right now. I'm also worried about the few acres of land at home. No one is looking after me.”
"My aunt is capable and careful. If she can come here, then this matter will definitely be done." Wang Zhong originally came here for Shui Wangfu, but before he came here, Wang Zhong was worried that the old party secretary would be reluctant to stay in Yongquan Village. What about those fields and houses?
But now it seems that Wang Zhong is worrying too much. The old party secretary is not that pedantic. He knows what trade-offs are and knows which side has more success.
The old party secretary asked: "Which other families are you going to find? Call them for water?"
Wang Zhong nodded and said: "Isn't Gawa's mother here right now? There are also Debao and Uncle Shui. One of them is the deputy manager of the construction company and the other is the technical backbone of the kiln factory. They work every year The money they earn is not less than Defu. There are only a few acres of land on the other side of Yongquan, and it is not convenient to water. The food grown is not enough for their family to chew for a year, so they might as well let them take care of it. Mommy will also take it and let’s live a good life here together.”
The old party secretary greatly agreed with Wang Zhong's words. In fact, even if this incident had not happened, he would have planned to find a time for Li Dayou to quickly return to Yongquan to take Shui Wang's mother over.
Whether life is good or bad, the old party secretary has a strong sense of control in his heart, and he has no plans for the future. The old party secretary has eyes to see.
In the past, when I was in Yongquan Village, if the weather was better, I could barely make ends meet all year round. But if there was a bad year, I would really have to go hungry, dig grass roots, gnaw tree bark, and search for food all over the mountains and plains. Wild vegetables.
What's more, before the founding of the People's Republic of China, if there was a famine year and all the grass roots and bark were eaten, they would have to use Guanyin soil to satisfy their hunger. In the end, they would end up dying of bloating, or the whole village would drag their families with them. The mouthful ran out to beg for food.
Fortunately, in recent years, the country has become stronger and stronger, and the economic environment has become better and better. Although life in Yongquan Village is still difficult, no one has starved to death in many years. If there is really no food to eat, the country will still Relief food is distributed.
But even if there is relief food, it is still hungry and full. Most of the time, you can only drink the wind and eat the soil, and barely survive.
How is it like now? It has only been seven or eight years. The house has been built, the land has been plowed, and the family has saved money. We no longer have to eat potatoes three times a day, steam them in the morning and bake them at noon, as we did in Yongquan. , cook it at night.
It has only been a few years, but now I can eat white flour every meal. Occasionally, I can cut two pounds of mutton and beat half a pound of white flour to quench the glutton in my belly.
"Chongwazi, I know you only care about the good of the villagers. Otherwise, with your ability, you can still make a name for yourself even if you go to Yanjing."
The old party secretary looked at Wang Zhong, and many thoughts suddenly popped up in his mind: "I am just an old farmer and a farmer. I don't understand the big principles written in the book. However, I have to eat one bite at a time. We have to go step by step.”
"Now you are running a construction company, building a brick kiln, running a farm, conducting experiments, raising sheep, growing wolfberries, grapes, and growing watermelons, and now you still have to think of ways to sell it."
The old man counted on his fingers and said.
"You spin back and forth like a top every day, never stopping. Don't say that we humans are not machines. Even the machines in the kiln factory need to take a break and repair them after using them for a long time. It’s non-stop.”
"To put it aside, in our village, many people used to be very capable when they were young. They would get up early and work late every day. They didn't know what it meant to be tired. But when they got older, all kinds of diseases would disappear all at once. It came out, and there were people of all ages who were paralyzed and unable to get up."
The old party secretary looked at Wang Zhong with worry on his brows: "You are young now and have a strong body, so you can bear it, but you are not made of iron. You still need to pay more attention to rest, and be sure not to get any diseases."
"Money is something you don't bring with you when you're alive, and you won't take it with you even when you die. Whatever you need, just have enough."
Listening to the old party secretary's concerned words, Wang Zhong was deeply touched, and inexplicably, the appearance of his uncle in real society appeared in his mind.
Looking at the old branch secretary in front of me, although their voices, faces, and smiles were very different, their concern for themselves was exactly the same, coming from the bottom of their hearts.
"Uncle, don't worry," Wang Zhong said with a smile: "I know it in my heart. You forgot, I am a doctor myself. I just want to take advantage of the fact that I am young and energetic now, and stay busy for a few more years, and wait for a while. In the past few years, the quality of life of the villagers has improved, and now that we have a stable livelihood, it is time for me to retire, and then I will be able to live our own small life with water and peace."
The old branch secretary looked at the smiling Wang Zhong and sighed. That's all he said. Wang Zhong is not a fool or a child, so he naturally knows the importance.
"As long as you know it by heart!" the old branch secretary said earnestly: "What is that word you often talk about, and what combination is it?"
"Combining work and rest!"
"Yes, yes! It's about combining work and rest. Don't you always say that only by combining work and rest can you live a long life!" This has always been Wang Zhong's advice to the old party secretary, because he was afraid that he would ignore his own health and work blindly. , and ended up falling ill and unable to get up just like in the original plot.
"Uncle, don't worry! If I don't even know this, how can I nurse you back to health?"
"By the way, there is also this medicinal wine. It is for replenishing the body. Remember, you must not drink more than three taels a day." Wang Zhong warned with a serious look.
"I know, I know!" The old man waved his hand impatiently and started playing with the two little guys.
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In the summer of 1998, the fields of Jintan Village were all golden, and the wheat grains in the ground were full. The summer wind blew, and the waves of wheat surged one after another. It was a beauty that was completely different from the sea, and people were addicted to it unconsciously.
The villagers sang Xintianyou, picked up sickles, wore turbans and jackets, and wore short shirts and jackets. The whole family went into battle together, leaning over the fields to cut wheat one crop after another.
Throughout the northern region, due to different regions, different climates, and different sunshine hours, the wheat ripening seasons are also different in different places every year. During the old society, a profession was also derived, called Mai Ke, who specialized in traveling on this land. Make a living by cutting wheat for others.
Hei Wa in Bailuyuan is a good Mai Ke.
However, Wang Zhong's farm obviously didn't need to hire wheat customers. Two harvesters and four tractors took turns working on the two hundred acres of wheat from dawn to dusk, and there were still dozens of acres left.
The next morning, the harvesters and tractors continued to work, and it took three hours to harvest all the remaining dozens of acres of wheat on the farm.
From two hundred acres of land, nearly 150,000 jins of wheat were harvested. This number is not too high. On average, one acre of land is less than 750 jins.
In the village, there are many people who harvest more per mu than Wang Zhong, and some who harvest less than Wang Zhong.
Wang Zhong guessed that it was not a problem with the wheat variety. The main reason might be that the fertility of the soil was not enough, and the management of the farm was not as careful as some of the villagers.
After all, Wang Zhong's farm has only been established for a few years. Although it has been fertilized many times, it is not surprising that it was originally the Gobi Desert and not as fertile as those thousands of miles of fertile plains.
Moreover, taking care of two hundred acres of wheat land is more laborious, and there will inevitably be some losses during harvesting and transportation.
What's the concept of 150,000 kilograms of wheat? It's almost a hundred cubic meters. If it were piled up, it would fill almost half of the classroom.
In addition to these two hundred acres of wheat, there are also 80 acres of corn, 50 acres of wolfberry, and 20 acres of grapes. The rest are currently planted with Juncao, oat grass and other various species that grow in the Gobi Desert. The vegetation and shrubs are the pasture for the more than a thousand beach sheep.
After harvesting the wheat, Wang Zhong and Professor Ling immediately got into the shed again.
The greenhouse had been set up a long time ago. The shed was not large and it only occupied an area of two acres. It was divided into several areas. Professor Ling, together with his students and assistants, spent the whole day in the shed, observing carefully. The growth of bacterial isolates is carefully recorded in each area.
And the other side.
The construction of Minning Village is still in progress, and Debao and Shuiwang are getting busier day by day.
Debao's mother and Shuiwang's mother were also picked up by Ma Shuishui and Li Dayou from Yongquan Village in early summer, and they each built a sheepfold next to their own house. I bought twenty lambs from Wang Zhong.
Not only that, Wang Zhong also recruited ten young people from the village who had just come to Diaozhuang in the past two years and had not gone to Fujian Province to work, and asked them to work in an isolated shed with Professor Ling and others, doing odd jobs while Learned the cultivation of mushrooms from Professor Ling and others.
Shuihua was not idle either. Shuihua went to the county to re-register a company and established Shanhai Group, which included the construction company, the kiln factory, the newly established agricultural and sideline products sales company, and several agricultural and sideline products processing workshops. It belongs to Shanhai Group.
We also set up sales points in nearby counties and cities such as Xingqing, Haiji, Guyuan, Qingtongxia and other areas, and began to develop sales channels for agricultural and sideline products.
Shuihua is smart, has a strong learning ability, is willing to endure hardships, and is capable. She is not only a good helper, but also plays a very important role in the industrial chain planned by Wang Zhong.
Both Wang Zhong and his wife were busy with their careers, so the two brothers, Ping An and Shun, had no choice but to leave it to Li Laoshuan. Li Laoshuan used to be a good hand at taking care of livestock, but he never expected to take care of his two grandsons now. Very good.
Time soon came to the autumn of 1998.
