Chapter 18: The Boar Forest
"You're not mistaken, if you only count pure profits, it will only be more, not less. You know, that's a thousand tons! You think it's easy to sell?" Yang Fei shook his head slightly.
"That's right," Su Tong immediately became discouraged, "It's already a miracle that we sell a ton a day." If this continues, if you sell one ton a day, it will take a thousand days, won't it take three years?"
"It's really sold for three years, and that's a failure. ”
"If at this price, you can sell a thousand tons in three years, and you will also make a fortune, two million!"
"So, we've got to figure it out. Yang Fei's gaze is still pure, but it is deeper, like the water of Tianchi, and there is no bottom in sight.
"What do you think?" With today's success, Su Tong had some inexplicable expectations for him.
"Mobilize the masses," Yang Fei said in a serious manner, "the great man taught us that in order to do a good job, we must go deep into the grassroots, rely on and mobilize the strength of the people, and the spark can start a prairie fire!"
Su Tong blinked, almost thinking that he was listening to the government work report.
Then, she smiled very unkindly, and she supported her waist with one hand, and shook it with the other.
Her willow small waist is really Yingying's hand, and her small palm is so supportive, she holds half of her waist, and her posture is even more graceful, as if she shakes it a few more times, and the small waist is about to be broken.
"I'm sorry, Yang Daxia, I'm not laughing at you, I just think that you look like a young man and an old man, and you really look like those leaders in the news. ”
Yang Fei touched his chin helplessly and smiled.
"Senior sister, do you know the difference between being a leader and not being a leader?"
"I don't, I don't know!" she was still trembling!
"The most important difference is whether or not we have learned the fundamental method of applying the mass line, and whether we are good at relying on and mobilizing the masses to carry out our work. The mass line is the fundamental work line and work method of our party and our army, and is also the successful experience and traditional magic weapon for doing a good job in all aspects of work over a long period of time. We are going to borrow this magic weapon now. ”
Su Tong stopped laughing.
A moment ago, she just felt that the familiar Yang Fei suddenly pretended to be old and a little uncomfortable.
At this time, seeing Yang Fei talking eloquently, he looked like an old leader, where did he seem to pretend?
She stopped laughing and reached out to ruffle her somewhat messy hair.
Just as a gust of mountain wind blew, her hair fluttered all over her head, and her short skirt was lifted unexpectedly, revealing a corner of Xiao Nenei.
Yang Fei saw it, it was white.
He didn't want to be rude, but the Adam's apple rolled up and down a little, and the horsetail grass made a crisp cracking sound in his mouth.
He turned his head, spit out the horsetail grass, picked a leaf, pouted his mouth, took the leaf in his mouth, and began to sing.
"Hey, I can't see it, you're so versatile!" Su Tong's attention was really diverted, and he said in surprise, "I didn't see you performing on stage in school before." ”
"Please, senior sister, you are two years older than me!
"Well, that's right. What song are you playing? The melody is very good. ”
"John Denver, Country Road takes me home. One of the masterpieces of American country music. ”
Yang Fei took off the leaves and got down to business: "After going down the mountain, we went to the village party secretary to mobilize the people in the village and solve the problem of tap water." Three hundred yuan per household is enough to bring water into the household. ”
"There are thousands of people in the village, how can you mobilize them? Don't look at the villagers who are usually simple and hospitable, if you really want them to pay for something, it will be difficult. The village cadres have no choice, and you, an outsider, are even more helpless. ”
Yang Fei smiled faintly: "Mountain people have their own clever plans. ”
While talking, the two walked towards the mountain, and before they knew it, they had gone deep into the belly of the mountain.
When I looked back, the little heels didn't know where to run and went crazy.
The children in the village are used to being wild in this place, and they are not afraid that they will lose it.
A mossy stone path winds upwards, not among the green foliage.
"This is the way to the temple on the top of the mountain. Su Tong glanced at it and unconsciously leaned towards Yang Fei's side, "The people who collect firewood only go to the hills over there, and few people come in here." Let's go back. ”
Yang Fei was full of yearning for the mountains and forests: "Let's go up and take a look! The scenery is so good, natural oxygen!"
As he was talking, he suddenly saw something moving in the bushes over there.
Su Tong subconsciously thought it was a snake, but he felt that the snake was not so tall.
"It's a wild boar!" she grabbed Zhang Yang's hand nervously, "Hurry up!"
Want to go?
It's late.
A black boar, holding two fangs, peeking half of its head out of the bushes, with a long pig's mouth, kept roaring, and looked at the two uninvited guests fiercely.
Yang Fei wanted to see the appearance of the wild boar, but he didn't want to be the food of the wild boar, he held Su Tong's hand tightly and said in a low voice: "Don't panic." We go up the tree. ”
"I can't climb trees. ”
"As a rural girl, you can't climb trees?"
"I'm a good girl!"
Big trees were everywhere, Yang Fei picked up Su Tong, lifted her, and let her climb the branches.
Su Tong was only ninety pounds, Yang Fei easily lifted it, but the place where he put his hands was more embarrassing, especially at the last moment, his hands were placed in the softest part of her, he only felt that his hand felt particularly warm, and he knew that he had inserted it in the wrong place.
At that time, the situation was critical, and neither of them could think much about it.
"Come on!" Su Tong put on the branches, and his fluttering heart was half lowered.
Yang Fei climbed the trunk of the tree with both hands and climbed up quickly.
The wild boar's sturdy body rushed forward, its fangs poking towards Yang Fei's legs.
Yang Fei didn't have time to go up the tree, he hung the branch with one hand, his legs retracted, and he swayed in the air, and his body loosened and fell to the ground.
Su Tong's heart that he had just put down was suspended again, and he shouted nervously: "Yang Daxia, be careful!"
When Yang Fei fell, his butt hit the ground, and when he touched a broken hard tree skill on the ground with both hands, he held it in his hand, which was better than nothing.
Wild boars are huge, with stubby limbs and long, stiff manes on their dorsal backs, some of which have turned white.
It was blind in one eye, presumably cut by someone, and had a long scar on its head.
I don't know which unlucky guy it was back then, but I met it, I don't know if I was spared?
When Yang Fei was a child, he often heard his grandfather talk about hunting when he was young, and he had a certain understanding of wild boars.
Females are generally with their young, and only males prefer to go alone.
Moreover, the male pig's canine teeth are well developed, the upper canine teeth are exposed, and they are flipped upwards in the shape of fangs.
In addition, judging from the white hair on the back of this wild boar, this wild boar is already old and is an old pig.
Old pigs are wild boars too!
The wild boar has thick skin, and the gun litter is not resistant to him.
Ordinary hunting dogs, three or five are no match for wild boars in the prime of life.