Chapter 1: Little Rascals
South of Weishui, north of Qinling, east of Xijing, is a fertile Pingchuan, for thousands of years, this Pingchuan has bred many heroes and heroes, widely spread in the local area.
But the legends of the ancients are too far away after all, let's just say that at present, there are several new legends in this land of a hundred miles. One of them is Fu Changqing, chairman of Qinfeng Food Group, who is worth hundreds of millions.
As early as 20 years ago, Fu Changqing, who only had a primary school education, was just an ignorant young man, and later worshipped the famous local butcher Gu Wansan as his teacher, and learned the ability to solve cattle with a hand, and since then he has been out of control. First, he sold beef, mutton and pork in the town, and his meat was healthy and fresh, cheap and fair, and soon squeezed out several other meat stalls in the town. Then it opened branches in other towns, and then spread into the county seat, the city, and finally integrated into the Qin Feng slaughterhouse, and hired someone to be professionally responsible for sales, in addition to the meat business, and finally added the pasta business, Qin Feng buns, dumplings, steamed buns, flower rolls.
So much so that the current Qinfeng Food Group, with assets of more than 100 million yuan, has four or five subsidiaries, has more than 3,000 employees, and is one of the top two famous enterprises in Weiyang City. Fu Changqing himself, who has also become a deputy to the Municipal People's Congress, has long been no longer the ignorant young man who only has a primary school education in 20 years.
Take it from the people, use it for the people, Fu Changqing understands this truth very well, so there are Changqing Street, Changqing School, Changqing Nursing Home and other measures to benefit the people.
Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to call such a person a legend.
The second is the famous local turtle king Liu Yunshui, like Fu Changqing, Liu Yunshui 20 years ago was also a hairy boy, the family was poor, a few people lived in a broken thatched house, and more than 20 could not be said to be daughters-in-law. Later, for some reason, Liu Yunshui became obsessed with fishing, and he couldn't get out of the river beach all day long. I didn't think about it, I didn't catch any fish, and I could catch a few turtles every day.
Soft-shelled turtle, also known as soft-shelled turtle, traditional Chinese medicine believes that soft-shelled turtle can make up for tuberculosis wounds, aphrodisiac qi, and greatly supplement the deficiency of yin. Since ancient times, it has been considered a great tonic, and the price is naturally not low, and the price of a wild soft-shelled turtle on the market was as high as three or four hundred yuan twenty years ago. Liu Yunshui has been running since this time, and he can catch two or three four or five turtles every day, which is equivalent to 15 to 2,000 yuan, and in just one year, his family's thatched house was replaced by a two-story cement building, and he married Yang Liuqing's most beautiful woman as his wife during the Chinese New Year. In the second year, the business of artificially breeding soft-shelled turtles began, which has been prosperous for more than ten years, and has also accumulated tens of millions of family businesses. Even the name was changed from Liu Yunshui to Liu Yuncai.
In fact, they all mean the same thing, and the local people say that water and wealth have the same meaning.
The reason why he can be called a legend is because his road to fortune is too legendary, there are no difficulties and ups and downs at all, and he has achieved his career with just a few old turtles in the Wei River. There are countless people who go to the Wei River to fish for turtles, but none of them are as smooth as him, as if God helps. As a result, it has been dubbed a certain legend.
But he didn't do anything for the people like Fu Changqing, just planted trees by the Wei River every year, and the local government gave him the title of the best environmental activist, which is also a success.
The third is Sun Zenggang, the chairman of Weiyang North and South Trade Co., Ltd., who also made his career about 20 years ago. And he was born with a rabbit lip, and his face is fierce and ugly, and ordinary people dare not look at it directly.
Twenty years ago, it was the most popular time for the sale of goods from the north to the south, Sun Zenggang alone with 200 yuan to Guangdong, when he came back, he brought more than 10 carts, and bought apples and pears from several surrounding towns at a price of two cents, sold them at the price of one dollar, obtained the first barrel of funds, and established Weiyang North-South Trade Co., Ltd. in the second year.
Due to the existence of the trading company, the income of the local people has doubled one after another, and the whole people have engaged in side business, and in a few years, the grape base, the walnut base, the red Fuji base, the white pear base, etc. have been established one after another, and all the fruits produced are sent to the south by the Weiyang trading company. Bananas, mangoes, coconuts and other things in the south have also become the same price as corn cobs in the local area.
Weiyang Trading Company has naturally become a leading local enterprise, and the whole people rely on the trading company to operate. Sun Zenggang himself naturally became a local hero, and the mayor visited him three times, but he was too busy with Sun's business to see him.
Sun Zenggang's success is a good interpretation of the ancient saying that strange people have their own differences, and for a while, the locals are eager to give birth to a rabbit-lipped child to come out and glorify their ancestors.
As for the fourth legend, the local people are not very familiar with it, and even unheard of, only when the local magnates chatter in private, they will occasionally mention a certain name, if he presides over this part of Weiyang City, what will Weiyang City become now?
Speaking of the three legends, everyone gave a thumbs up and admired them. But in the hearts of some very few powerful people, they always understand that if there is no fourth legend, the first three are just three scoundrels who are mixed on the shore of Weishui.
Time flies, after all, the legends of the past are the glory of the previous generation, and now, on both sides of the Weishui River, I have not heard of a young descendant who has the ability to change the world.
However, after 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, the younger generation will eventually rise.
However, it is said that in the hot spring town below the loess plateau, someone dug up the antiquities of the Qin Dynasty, and for a time attracted newspaper and radio reporters to go one after another, squeezing a small hot spring town tightly, full of long guns and short cannons, seeing people is a burst of fierce shooting, a beautiful reporter girl stepped forward to ask, "Are you a local? Do you know that the clay embryos of the Qin figurines have been dug up here? What do you think about this matter? Do your ancestors have the craft of firing clay pots.
Everyone knows about the Terracotta Warriors of the Qin Emperor, but how the Qin Warriors were fired is still a mystery, and now that the clay embryos of the Qin Warriors have been found in the hot spring town, scientists are likely to deduce the firing process of the Qin Warriors. It's no surprise that the hot spring town is famous for this.
Just when all kinds of outsiders were flooding the hot spring town, Zhang Kuan, a local shabby in the hot spring town, was overjoyed, wearing a white nylon vest, big pants with many pockets, and a pair of classic flip-flops under his feet, scurrying proudly in the crowd. Touch this, pinch that.
A radio reporter girl in white clothes and white pants is smiling at the camera and talking eloquently. Zhang Kuan passed behind her, stuck out his tongue to grab the camera, and then reached out and pinched the reporter's girl's buttocks, the girl who was talking and laughing instantly changed her face, and suddenly turned around, and the guy had already jumped away grinning and grimacing at the reporter.
The radio staff on the side clearly saw that the buttocks of the reporter's white pants were printed with a black handprint, which looked extremely dazzling in the sun.
"I'll wipe it!" The young man on the radio station was angry, the reporter girl was so young and beautiful, even she could only watch from a distance and not play with it, and now she was attacked by a little country hooligan in public, can you bear this breath?
So he put down the lighting board in his hand and chased after it.
Seeing this, Zhang Kuan turned his head and ran. Because of the flip-flops on his feet, he couldn't run away, but he just scurried around in the crowd, causing everyone to be dissatisfied.
The kid was still running and shouting, "You can't catch up, you can't catch up." ”
The young man of the radio station is angry, and his heart is ruthless, I have to catch you a bold rascal today, and let you know what will happen if you know what will happen if you are a lesbian.
After wearing it in the crowd for a while, Zhang Kuan gradually became weak, unwilling to run anymore, and suddenly lay down on the spot, shouting: "Oh, I was wrong, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore." ”
The young man on the radio had already caught up at this time, and he didn't care about what he was shouting, he raised his foot and kicked, "You little rascal, run, run." ”
Before he could kick a few feet, a local man came forward to stop him, "Don't fight, don't fight, you will be responsible for breaking it." ”
The young man's eyes widened, "He's a hooligan." ”
The locals said: "Everyone here knows that he is a hooligan, you can go to the police, but it is never right to beat someone, besides, he is mentally retarded." ”
"Mentally retarded?" The young man looked at the little hooligan who was still smiling on the ground, and couldn't help but feel frustrated, it turned out to be a mentally retarded, and normal people didn't dare to play hooligan in front of the camera, so they could only leave in a huff.
Then the locals picked Zhang Kuan up and walked to the secret place.
After a while, people in the crowd shouted one after another, "Oh, the wallet is gone."
At this time, Zhang Kuan had already disappeared without a trace.