The economy of Congnan City has also been fully purified for the first time, and many mat sellers who used their power and threatened to steal goods have been punished accordingly and slowly withdrew from the market.

Zhang Cuilan led the way and won one-third of the market in the surrounding two counties, and the county market has been further consolidated, forming a stable industrial base.

At the same time, Wu Yingcheng also led the technical team headed by Mr. Wu to work around the clock, and achieved preliminary results.

More than half of the 21 species and a total of 120 old tea trees transplanted from inside and outside the province survived, and those that could not survive were due to irreversible conditions such as climate and temperature.

"Old man Wu, these surviving old tea trees should be able to cultivate ten new tea varieties suitable for our base, right?"

Wu Yingcheng looked at the dozens of old tea trees that sprouted new sprouts, and his heart was full of hope.

Old Man Wu picked a leaf and sniffed it, "These tea trees can survive, it means that after they arrive here, they show a strong vitality, and they can be planted in summer next month, and there should be thirteen varieties directly."

I discussed with Xiaolong and the others, and prepared to use the new branches of these old trees, one for summer cuttings, and some for grafting the two best local tea trees that had been transplanted.

In this way, there should be thirty-nine varieties, but according to my past experience, in the end, there can only be ** varieties at most. ”

"What kind of level do you estimate these varieties can be calculated after they are put on the market?"

Old Man Wu snorted coldly, "Xiao Wu, are you questioning my skills?"

"No, I'm just in a hurry. ”

Old Man Wu gestured with a finger, "The first batch of tea leaves will come down, at least it will not be lower than the first level, and after improvement, I estimate that it should be about the same level as Zhu Yeqing."

After that, it's going to be a long time coming, but as long as you can stabilize the environment and not disturb our work.

I believe that if I hadn't died, by the time I reached my 80th birthday, I would have been able to cultivate a tea variety of the same level as Mengding Mountain Tea. ”

Wu Yingcheng knew that the old man was annoyed by him, so he hurriedly hahad: "Old man, you drink tea and grow tea every day, and your health must be good, let alone eighty, there is no problem in living to ninety-one."

Then you are busy first, I'll go and see the situation in Gaoling Township, if you need anything, just let people come to me. ”

Old Man Wu looked impatient, "There is food and drink here, what can I lack, you don't come to me to brag about the shell to help me, go quickly, when the seedlings come out, I will let Xiaolong inform you." ”

The old man really did what he said, on this day, as soon as Wu Yingcheng got up, Long Cejun ran over to report the good news, and asked Wu Yingcheng to hurry up to test their results.

Wu Yingcheng's happy face was not washed, and he rode a motorcycle to Gaojiaping Village, and came to the nursery base, where all kinds of tea trees, green, yellow, big, small, tall, and short, were full of vitality.

Old Man Wu was wearing an old man's shirt with gray hair, touched his gray beard and said, "Xiao Wu, how is it, are you still satisfied with these tea seedlings?"

Wu Yingcheng was so happy, "Satisfied, satisfied, I just don't know when I will be able to select the ten good varieties you said." ”

Old man Wu said: "As long as these new seedlings sprout, we can distinguish their taste, leave the good and remove the inferior, and select a kind of cultivation, which will not miss your transplanting in November."

But this grafting will be a little slower, and the seedlings will have to be raised next year at the earliest, so we can distinguish between good and bad, and our advice is to plant an optimal variety first, and then plant a new variety next year. ”

Wu Yingcheng didn't know about these things, he only knew that Old Man Wu really regarded this matter as his career, and he didn't have to worry about technology in the future.

Looking at the old man's shirt full of patches on his body, and was about to take him to the county seat, Wu Lingfeng rushed in with a look of urgency.

Wu Yingcheng saw that she was out of breath when she ran, hurriedly handed over the teacup in his hand, and asked, "Miss Lingfeng, you are running in such a hurry, is something wrong?"

Wu Lingfeng is now playing very well with Yang Lele and Wu Fangfang, like them, they all regard Wu Yingcheng as their own brother, and they don't think much about it, they take it over and drink most of it.

"Brother, it's not good, Brother Chun, they fought with Wu Sanzhen and them. ”

"What?"

Wu Yingcheng's head is clouded, Wu Yingchun is no longer in charge of the acquisition point, as he said, it doesn't make sense to do it there all the time.

Wu Yingcheng knew that he liked to do the kind of work that ran around, so he let him be the head of the infrastructure department on the tea side, and his subordinates carried more than 100 hard work.

"Isn't there a witch daddy?"

"Brother, don't ask so much, come with me, I'm going to die if I'm late for a while. ”

Wu Yingcheng didn't dare to slack off, hurriedly returned to the village, rode a motorcycle, and took Wu Lingfeng to Zaowangzhai Village while asking her about the specific situation.

It turned out that with the arrival of June, there was a drought in various places, and it had not rained for more than ten days.

A few people led by Wu Sanzhi drank a few more drinks yesterday, and said in private that it was caused by Wu Yingcheng's digging of the mountain.

Wu Yingchun is rich now, and he has studied with Wu Yingcheng's training class for so long, he understands a little more, and his temper is much smaller, and he is no longer the impulsive teenager.

There was only one person, and when he couldn't see anyone saying that his brother was bad, he picked up a wine jar and knocked it on his head.

At that time, Wu Sanzhi drank too much, scolded a few words, and didn't say anything, but when he got up this morning, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, so he found a few troublesome and righteous people in the village, and spread the matter everywhere, wanting to force Wu Yingchun and others back.

Wu Yingchun is not a good gentleman like Wu Yingcheng, where can he make this matter bad, he immediately rushed out of the temporary shed, and he was going to fight with him again, but fortunately, the old man Wu came out and calmed down the matter.

But when it was noon, the two went back to the village to eat together, and they did it again, and everyone couldn't pull it, Wu Yingchun was not an ordinary cow in the fight, and he directly played Wu Sanfold.

Wu San couldn't get angry, and began to talk nonsense, saying that Wu Yingcheng wanted to swallow the land of their entire village, and said that if it continued like this, the mountain god would definitely be angry and take all the crops.

Other places may not believe this statement, but Zaowangzhai just believes in this set, and seeing that the people in the village were beaten, many people began to remain neutral, and Wu Sanzhi was ready to find a few more people and fight with Wu Yingchun again.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the old man Wu quickly asked Wu Lingfeng to take a shortcut, and when she left, Wu Sanzhi was gathering people.

"Isn't that?"

Wu Yingcheng was so angry that he racked his brains every day, just to help these people suffer less drought and make more money.

Feudal superstition kills people.

Although he was angry, it was useless to complain, Wu Yingcheng hurriedly sped up and rushed to Zaowangzhai Village, where he saw two waves of people gathered in front of the village from a distance, and there were bursts of noise from time to time.

"Lingfeng, hold on. ”

Wu Yingcheng couldn't get angry, and he didn't care so much, he slammed the motorcycle throttle under him to the bottom, rushed all the way along the newly built mountain road, and rushed directly towards the crowd.

In the middle of the crowd, Wu Yanhong looked at Wu Sanzhi angrily, "Wu Sanzhen, do you still have a conscience, if Xiao Wu hadn't given us money to open up the wasteland, we wouldn't know what to eat this year?"

It's good for you, not only did you not thank others Xiao Wu, but you also slandered that he angered the mountain god, and your behavior of revenge will really anger the mountain god, do you know?"

Wu Sanzhen held a hunting bow in his hand and said angrily: "Old priest, don't put gold on his face anymore, if you continue to talk like this, our god will not be a mountain god, but he should be Wu Yingcheng."

If it weren't for him, we wouldn't know what to eat, but it was obviously because he cultivated the fields indiscriminately and angered the mountain gods, so we suffered from this drought.

Folks, I had a dream last night, I dreamed of the mountain god's grandfather, and his old man told me that Wu Yingcheng is actually a demon, and he will use up all the water in this weir pond for those tea trees sooner or later.

At that time, his old man will be completely furious, no longer give us a little water, and give us people to ** alive.

You must believe me, I am not doing this against anyone, just so that we will not be killed, and those who believe in me will stand up and drive these strangers away with me. ”

Wu Yanhong hurriedly said: "Folks, don't listen to his nonsense, I also dreamed of the mountain god a few days ago, and his old man told me that as long as we listen to Xiao Wu's words, we can survive the early morning of this year, and in the next few years, it will be a good life."

Wu Sanzhen, don't say it, my old man's family has been this sacrifice for generations, this celestial and man's ability to induce is not as good as your hairy boy, right?"

Wu Sanzhi sneered and said: "Old priest, what you said is right, I am not as good as you, but that is you before."

If you look at you now, there is still a little bit of the appearance of our village sacrifice, it is obviously him Wu Yingcheng a dog.

Don't think I don't know, you are speaking for him now, just to give your daughter to this kid, and then let her be his mistress like that Yang Lele. ”

"Wu Sanzi, what are you talking about, Lao Tzu has to kill you today!"

When Wu Yingchun, who was scarred next to him, heard this, he became angry again, picked up the hoe in his hand and was about to start drying, and everyone next to him also picked up the guy.

"I want to see who kills who today!"

Wu San picked up the bow in his hand and aimed it at Wu Yingchun, and more than a dozen young people next to him also raised their bows.

"Stop fighting, Boss Wu is here!"

At this moment, the crowd got out of the way, Wu Yingcheng rode in, sweated profusely, and stopped in front of Wu Yingchun with a buzz.