"Xiao Zhao, since you say so, I don't have anything to say, let's do it the old way, you bring your five-year plan, I will also bring mine for five years, let's go to the county magistrate tomorrow and see what he says."

If he chooses you, I will retire early next year, and the position of secretary and mayor of Shuanggou Town will be yours, and you have the final say, but if he agrees with me, our cooperative relationship will end this year. ”

"Uncle Zhao, don't!!"

Wu Yingcheng really wanted to shout such a sentence, but for some reason, he just couldn't shout it, and Zhao Kan didn't give him a chance to shout it, and immediately replied: "Lao Chen, if the county magistrate chooses me, then mine is yours, and if the county magistrate chooses you, I will roll up and leave the day after tomorrow." ”

...

What is the most precious thing for a man?

Wu Yingcheng had been thinking about this problem in his previous life, at first he thought it was food, but after teaching, he knew that it was nothing important except that he would not be hungry.

Later, he fell in love with Tang Yuewan, he thought it was this woman, but after having children, he realized that this little guy was their baby.

After being reborn, Wu Yingcheng slowly discovered that for a man, the most precious thing is that someone is willing to trust you and support you.

At this point, he may be luckier than any reborn person, his father is such a person, Chun Wazi is such a person, his mother is such a person, Zhang Cuilan is such a person, Wan Qingchun is such a person, and Tang Ershan is also such a person.

Now even Zhao Kan, an uncle, is willing to do this.

He doesn't know what to say, let alone what he can be, but he is just a reborn dog, he has lived so many lives and knows so many things, but he can make the heroes of this era and the patron saint of the people believe in himself so much.

He really wanted to rush in, hold Zhao Kan's dry but warm hands tightly, and tell Zhao Kan all about his vision for the future, the brick by brick of the town in his dreams, and the business group that relied on Shuanggou Town.

But he didn't do anything, his dreams were too far away, the road ahead was still very difficult, and while people were full of hope, they were more of a struggle and disappointment.

Zhao Kan has done enough, good enough, he shouldn't let this uncle go to He Chen Daiquan for his own dream, or even a higher leader to bet, if he has to gamble, then he will also gamble himself.

Whether the bet in the future is to win or lose, Wu Yingcheng is becoming more and more unsure, and even feels that the rebirth texts that he occasionally read in his previous life are all deceptive, and the reborn person does not have such a strong aura, and even in some aspects, it is not as good as ordinary people.

But this time Zhao Kan won the bet, and in the collision of old and new ideas, the new once again won over the old, and on the morning of the third day, Chen Daiquan read aloud the five-year plan from 1981 to 1985 on the radio.

Although he was the one who read it, everyone could hear that the plan did not mention that the peasants must cultivate the land and the grain must be grown in the field, but encouraged the masses to emancipate their minds and get rich through reasonable and legal hard work, and for the first time called mat weaving a traditional industry in Shuanggou Town.

It is the affirmation of these four words that more and more people have joined this industry, and more and more young people have begun to put down their posture and learn this craft that does not seem to be very profitable.

Of course, there are also a lot of opposing voices, Tongye Village is okay, as a big village of mats, there are only a few old people to talk about, but Gaoyan Village is different, and it is Wu Deren, the old stubborn village head, who takes the lead in making trouble.

When Chen Daiquan was still reading on the radio, the old man put down the hoe in his hand, stopped digging the ground, stopped doing the work, and ran to the radio, and said a word inside, and he followed the objection.

In the end, he didn't win the opposition, so he picked up a stone and wanted to smash the broadcast, he was the village head, naturally no one dared to talk about him, and no one tried to persuade him.

He smashed it a few times, and it didn't seem to be interesting, and he scolded there again, scolded that the world had changed, scolded the current leader for floating, and forgot the old business of this farmer, and next year the entire Shuanggou Town will drink the northwest wind.

When I got up the next morning, I was still not angry, so I picked up the torch and went to light the bamboo bush in my house, and everyone was anxious at this time, for fear that the spark would float, so they also lit their own bamboo forest, and they all took buckets to put out the fire.

The old man knew that the opportunity had come, so he began his own impromptu speech, inciting everyone to find trouble with Wu Yingcheng.

"Have you seen it, this kid is rich now, and he is going to start cutting off your old capital, which has already bought off the leaders of the town, you wait, in a few days the township will send someone to collect your land, and give him Wu Yingcheng to plant bamboo. ”

"It is only natural for farmers to farm the land, and whoever violates it will starve to death. This is not an old man, I am talking nonsense, these bamboos have a draft of water, eat fat, and run fast, and they can send a few bushes a year.

You wait, when these bamboos grow, your houses will have to be pierced, and then our entire Gaoyan Village will become a bamboo forest, and you will wait to drink the northwest wind. ”

...

Although after several battles that went back and forth, many people no longer believed him, there were still some people who believed him, and these people began to complain.

Some people say that Wu Yingcheng only knows that he makes money and doesn't care about the life or death of others, some people say that Wu Yingcheng is shameless and uses money to buy off the leaders, and some people say that Wu Yingcheng has no conscience and wants to drive them out of the village.

There were a few second-rate people who were bold and red-eyed Wu Yingcheng made money and didn't give them a share, so they couldn't wait for things to get bigger and bigger, so they simply took advantage of people's inattention and took a torch to light the bamboo next to Wu Yingcheng's house.

Fortunately, Wu Yingcheng's second mother Xue Jirong was coaxed by Wu Yingcheng in this life, when these people finished lighting the bamboo, she happened to scrape the bamboo leaves in the bamboo forest and burn them, and hurriedly picked up the scrape to beat these people, and called people to put out the fire.

Feng Xingzhi, the third mother not far away, heard it and hurriedly came over to help put out the fire, and Wu Yingcheng avoided a fire and avoided the fate of the ancestral house being burned.

"Boss, why don't you let your mother and two sisters live here, should I go back to live?"

The next night, Wu Yingcheng just came back, and his father, Wu Peizhong, put forward his own ideas after saying this.

The Bashu people have a tradition of returning to their roots, especially people of Wu Peizhong's age, no matter how capable they are and how rich their children are, they always hope that on the day they die, they can be buried in the place where they were born and raised.

Wu Yingcheng naturally knew that because of the previous life, his only wish when he died was to be buried with his mother Zhao Cuilan and look at the small river in front of the door.

But he really needs relatives on his side, and at his age, he has not yet reached the kind of life that can live alone, and Wang Sufen still wants his son, he wants to persuade him, but he doesn't know how to persuade him.

Wang Sufen appeared at the right time, and snorted coldly: "Wu Deren, that old guy, is just a mouthful, the more you care about him, the more energetic he becomes."

Isn't it just a house, he wants to draw people to burn it, let them burn it, just when the time comes, find these guys who don't have a long heart to lose money to us, and then let's add a little more, build a new one, I don't believe it, they still dare to burn it. ”

The old man stopped talking, but went out to smoke with the pot, and after waiting for a while, he came back, as if he had figured it out, and went into the bedroom to sleep.

Wu Yingcheng also breathed a sigh of relief, he originally wanted to treat Wu Deren, the old man who made Ha'er fight a sledgehammer, Tang Ershan had already come, carrying a thick notebook, Wu Yingcheng knew that this was the purchase of various mats that he had counted in the past few days.

This is a habit that Wu Yingcheng has developed in business for so many years, observing the current data from time to time to make adjustments in manpower and funds to prevent things from happening and remediating problems.

There are a lot of data and miscellaneous, generally speaking, there are mainly the number of mats, the proportion of green and yellow mats, the price increase needs of the people who sell seats at each point, and so on.

Because the workshop was about to open, Wu Yingcheng also asked each point to pay attention to the proportion of mats of various grades, the tendency of the mat sellers to engage in mat preparation full-time, and the age and craftsmanship of these people.

Analyzing so many data analyses is a tedious and boring matter, and the few people he brought, including Tang Ershan, are unwilling to learn, so he can only come in person.

Fortunately, Tang Ershan is already good, and he has been taught hard in the past few days, and all the data are clear and clear, and it is much easier to analyze.

The data came out quickly, and although it was only three days, Mayor Chen's speech had already had a clear effect, and the proportion of mats in the six townships of the town increased more than the other three points.

This is the strength of the government's credibility, especially in this era of confusion and passion, and its words and deeds have the potential to lead to a historic change.

Wu Yingcheng is honored to be able to contribute to this change, and he is confident that he can continue this change, lead more people to get rich, and change their destiny.

On October 20, Wu Yingcheng was finally able to do this, and after the efforts of Wu Peiyi and Wu Peixiao's two uncles, Wu Yingcheng's new house in Sitong was finally completed a month ahead of schedule.

Among the four-way houses, there are two passages without partition walls, large bays, long strips, pillars and walls on both sides, and open space in the middle, covering an area of 300 square meters, divided into two floors.

Here, all the second- and third-grade mats will be changed to the first level after being reprocessed by the masters, comprehensively improving the quality and quantity of mats, and laying the foundation for building a mat brand in the future.

The other two are partition walls, one covers an area of 110 square meters, used for the future work of the masters to live, one covers an area of more than 60 square meters, the first floor of their own residence, by the way can be used as an office, the second floor is for parents.

Behind the house is all open land, and when it is finished, there is a dirt road, and it is about fifty meters back to the farmland that is already empty.