"You can say anything about it!" Feng Jianjin was very polite: "What Uncle can do, there is no ambiguity!"

You're welcome, the current Song family is not the Song family in the past, the previous Song family was a poor household in the village, but now, the reputation of the multimillionaire Song Jiang is spreading everywhere, who dares to look down on the Song family.

Befriending the Song family is also a good thing for the future of Fengsheng Village, and the Song family can do a lot of things for Fengsheng Village with a little money.

"Uncle Jianjin, our village is too poor, now the central government is not issuing a document saying that reform and opening up is to get rich first and drive the latter to get rich, my family is temporarily rich, but I can't forget the poor ...... in the village."

Song Shan said straight to the point: "So I want to run a collective economy in the village!"

It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish.

He knows this very well.

Therefore, if Fengsheng Village wants to be rich, it must move the whole village together.

No matter what you do, you can't get around the village committee.

Village councils must be involved.

"Collective economy?" Feng Jianjin can be the village party secretary, and naturally he has a few brushes, but he still has knowledge, and he naturally understands what collective economy means.

At the beginning of reform and opening up, the rural areas were able to become prosperous by dividing the land into households, and by relying on the collective economy.

He also knew more or less about village-run enterprises.

I also used to have thoughts.

But in the environment of Fengsheng Village, no matter how much he thinks about it, it is useless, a rocky mountain, making Fengsheng Village a paradise.

"Mountain baby, what is the environment in our village, don't you know, what can we do?"

Feng Jianjin shook his head and said softly.

"Uncle Jianjin, our village is indeed too remote, a rocky mountain is blocking our way, we can't get out if we want to!" Song Shan said in a deep voice: "But we can't be like this for the rest of our lives, the economy must be developed, and the roads must be repaired!"

"Build roads?"

Feng Jianjin didn't dare to think about it.

"Why don't you build roads!" Song Shan's eyes were firm: "Is Uncle Jianjin willing that our Fengsheng Village will be isolated in this mountain for the rest of his life?"

"Mountain baby, you take it for granted!"

Feng Jianjin said in a deep tone: "I have seen many places start to build cement roads and asphalt roads before, and I have also applied to the town, hoping to build a road out, but it is impossible, there is a village near here, and it is impossible for the government to allocate funds to build a mountain road for our village!"

"The government doesn't allocate funds, we fix it ourselves!"

Song Shan said.

"Shan Wazi, don't scare me, do you know how much it costs to build a road?" Feng Jianjin was frightened: "It is impossible for our village to have money to build roads!"

"Does Uncle Jianjin know how many guests have come to our house recently?"

"I heard that they are all college students, university professors, and you invited them!"

"They are professors and students of Xijing University, and they are studying road surveying, and I invited them to come to survey the roads for our village!" Song Shan said: "Now that they have almost done the survey, and they have also given a plan for building the road, we just need to ask the construction team to start construction!"

"Shan Wazi, you and Uncle are honest, what do you think!"

Feng Jianjin was a little confused.

"Didn't I say, collective economy, I want the whole village to gather together to set up a business!" Song Shan said: "As long as you can make money, you can't do anything in the future!"

"Can you make money?" Feng Jianjin doubted.

"Does Uncle Jianjin know how our family got rich?" Song Shan began to pull the banner.

"I know this, your brother has contracted an oil mill in the county, and now it is called Fengnian edible oil, I heard that it is sold to the whole province, it is really amazing!" Feng Jianjin said with a sense of emotion: "Your brother is usually honest and honest, silent, but he does great things, but I admire him!"

"That's business!"

Song Shan said: "My brother can do business, I can also do it, our family is not rich in the world, but there is no need to worry about food and clothing, not to mention Fengsheng Village, Mingyue Town, even if it is in the county, in the city, in the province, there are more rich than our family, there are few, we don't want anything in the village, take the initiative to run a business, just hope to change the current situation of the village, after all, our Song family has to help with a lot of things in the village over the years, my father said, people should remember the grace, so I want to give it a try!"

"I can't do this!"

Feng Jianjin didn't suspect that the Song family wanted to see something in the village, it was not good to say, now Song Jiang bought a house outside and took the Song family away, and never returned to the village, and everyone would not say anything, the poor people in the village and those who had a little money wanted to buy a house outside and move out, so what could they do in the village.

"The old man of my family, and the old man of your Song family are also here, or we should ask their opinions!"

Feng Jianjin said.

There are big and small things in this village, but there are two old men who can't get around.

"Okay!"

Song Shan nodded, he also knew very well that if he wanted to do something in the village, the support of these two old men was very important.

The old Xiucai of the Feng family and the old man of the Song family were soon invited to the village committee office.

"Jianjin, what's the matter, you have to bring us two old guys together!" Old Man Song blew his beard and glared at him, and now he was staring at the rebuilding of the ancestral hall, and other things were naturally not sad.

"Old Ghost Song, are you busy?"

The old Xiucai of the Feng family pouted.

"Of course I'm busy, it's like you're idle every day and waiting for death!" Old Man Song and the old Xiucai of the Feng family have been fighting all their lives, and now they are raising their eyebrows: "Our step-Fang family's baby has filial piety, and he will pay 500,000 yuan to honor his ancestors and build an ancestral hall, such a big thing, of course I have to keep an eye on it!"

The old Xiucai of the Feng family stared at the old man Song with a pair of dead fish eyes: "Look at you, that is also the Jifang family who has made a fortune, and it is not you who have made a fortune!"

"The Jifang family is also from my old Song family!"

Old Man Song said triumphantly.

"Dad, Old Man Song, in fact, I invite you to come this time, it's not me, it's the mountain baby!" Feng Jianjin silently snorted and said in a low voice.

"Mountain baby, why are you here?"

At this time, the two old guys paid attention to the figure of Dao Song Shan.

Song Shan was speechless.

The eyes are not very good, how long has it been since he entered the door, he can't see a big living person standing here.

"Patriarch, Grandpa Feng!"

Song Shan still respects the old and loves the young, and doesn't care about these two old naughty boys, so he greets them politely.

"Actually, it's the mountain baby who wants to gather the whole village of our village to get a collective enterprise!" Feng Jianjin told everything.

"Mountain baby, what do you think?"

The two old men have lived for most of their lives, and they have experienced too many things, and they are not too surprised, the old patriarch glanced at Song Shan, and after half a sound, he asked.

"Patriarch!"

Song Shan said: "I think so, I have read a lot of books, I can't forget my roots, if I am poor, I will help the world alone, and I can't do things that help the world, but our Song family is also a little rich, so I want to take care of Fengsheng Village, our Fengsheng Village can't go on like this, if it continues like this, I'm afraid that no one will want to come back in the future!"

"It's different if the mountain baby has read the book!"

The old Xiucai of the Feng family squinted, his eyes had a touch of essence, he looked at Song Shan, and then said: "You can think like this, it can be regarded as a blessing for our Fengsheng Village, but can you tell me what our Fengsheng Village can do?"

He has read books, is more rational than Old Man Song, and sees farther than the people in the village.

"What is the most of our Fengsheng Village?"

Song Shan asked rhetorically.

"What is it?"

Feng Jianjin and the two old men glanced at each other, a little unable to think of it.

"Ground!"

Song Shan replied: "Our Fengsheng Village, the most is land, and the land around here is owned by our Fengsheng Village, paddy fields, dry land, terraced fields, mountains, plus several nearby hills, adding up to hundreds of thousands of acres, this is our capital!"

"Can you make money farming?"

Feng Jianjin frowned.

"Can't you make money from farming?" Song Shan asked rhetorically.

A few of them were silent.

After living all their lives, they never knew that farming could still make money, and being able to take care of food and clothing was already good in their opinion.

"Uncle Jianjin is the village party secretary, and Grandpa Feng and the patriarch are both respected elders in the village, and they can replace the people in the village!"

Song Shan directly issued a military order and said: "I will give you a promise here today, as long as you support me, I will guarantee to lead the people of Fengsheng Village out of this mountain within three years, if I can't do it, then my Song family will invest a penny in the village enterprise!"

"If a village-run enterprise is established, how much money do you plan to invest in?"

The old Xiu of the Feng family raised his head, looked at Song Shan, and asked.

"At least three million!" the corners of Song Shan's mouth raised slightly, and he spit out an earth-shattering sentence.