"Is it serious?"

"I don't know. The driver, Xiao Wang, propped himself on the door with one hand, pretending to be out of breath and said: "The mountain in front of me has collapsed, the road has collapsed, I heard that someone fired a cannon and collapsed ......."

"Really, how long has that been blocked?" asked Director Zhang.

"I asked, it was stuck in traffic for two or three hours, but fortunately, there were only a few dozen cars, and we were still in front. ”

I heard that there were only a few dozen cars, and that was at the front of the line.

The hearts of the people were a little better.

"The place where the collapse is not far from here?" Fan Yang asked.

"Well, two turns. ”

"Then I'll go over and have a look. Fan Yang beckoned to the army and the red soldiers, and the three of them walked along the road.

After walking for more than ten minutes, I found the scene of the collapse at a bend in front.

At present, the Sichuan-Shaanxi Highway is still very rough, and there is not even a buffer embankment on both sides of the roadbed, but the bare rocks are exposed outside.

Two large stones, at least several tons, smashed directly into the middle of the road.

Accompanied by a lot of dirt, sand and gravel.

A section of the cement pavement was sunk.

In the col on the left, there is a road stretching, and not far from there is a factory building, a large chimney is still emitting black smoke, and a large pile of coal is piled up outside the factory.

On the road that extends out, a factory gate was built, and several iron words "Ningqiang Yunsheng Asbestos Factory" were installed on the door frame

Behind the factory, several mountains have blown out the white-flowered mine walls, and looking like this, they should have been blown up by cannons.

I don't know how they fired this cannon, and when they fired it from above, they shattered everything below.

The factory had limited manpower, and there were only about a dozen people there to lift tools such as hammers, shovels, and steel drills to clean the road.

But it's better than you think.

First of all, the jam was not long, and they were in front of the row.

Secondly, there are always people to work, the most afraid is that no one cleans up, and when the county sends someone over, the wrecker will come when the wrecker is coming, and the car can't drive, then it is called trouble.

"Fortunately, I guess it won't be long in the blockage. ”

As he was talking, Director Zhang couldn't rest assured, and under the leadership of the driver Xiao Wang, he also came over.

When I saw this posture, I couldn't help but run up and scold: "It's another random artillery, where are you in charge?"

Among the people who were burying their heads in clearing the barricades, a person looked up and wiped the man, and saw Director Zhang wearing a Mao suit, with a straight waist, and Fan Yang, Dajun and others beside him.

Immediately a little panicked: "Hello leader, it's me, I'm the factory director, isn't this road collapsing, we're helping." ”

"Help, didn't you blow up the road?"

"No, no, I just didn't know how it collapsed, and we're all here to help. ”

Director Zhang gave him a stern look.

Personally go around to the place of collapse.

The workers who were smashing the rocks saw a leader coming, and they all put down their work.

Director Zhang's movements were quite neat, standing on top of a big rock, and seeing that the opposite side was also full of traffic.

And just like this side, the lanes on both sides are blocked.

Jumped to his feet in anger: "What about the people? No one cares? Retreat, retreat, all go backwards, and all the cars here stay on the right." ”

"Why are you stunned, let your people stop smashing it first, it's useless to smash it, it's all blocked into a mess, let them go back first, keep all the cars on the right, and make the road out first." ”

Go back to this side and call for the car on this side to keep to the right.

Everyone is a sports car, and they are all anxious before they are jammed.

I didn't expect that the later the car, the more cards there were, and I couldn't return it if I wanted to.

Director Zhang personally greeted each other car by car, and took Fan Yang and Dajun and others to guide the traffic.

In the end, there was no choice but to run back to the place where their car was, go back to the car, and beckon all the cars in front to come backwards, so that the car in front of them was blocked and take time to stay to the right.

After an hour or two of busy work, it was already dark.

But it was finally cleared.

Just wait for the workers in front to clear the barricades, and you can pass.

A few people ran up and down, but in the winter, they ran out of stinky sweat.

The driver, Xiao Wang, took out a blanket and draped it over his body.

"Zhang, get in the car and rest first, it's cold this day, and you'll definitely catch a cold when you get cold." ”

"It's okay, I'm okay. ”

At this time, the eight-treasure porridge that Fan Yang and the others bought came in handy.

Fan Yang and the others still had some bread in the car, and they took it out together and put it on the ground.

The dogs were fed first, and the people were fed later.

The two dogs killed seven or eight cans of eight-treasure porridge, and after eating, they were afraid of scaring others, so they turned off the car.

After eating, Zhao Guangming went to see it again with a flashlight.

Originally, more than 10 workers were working there, but only a few people remained.

It's less than half cleaned.

The collapsed pavement has to be filled.

ran back and said to Fan Yang: "It's over, I don't know how long it will take, why are you so unlucky, I don't know if I want to be the king of the mountain today." ”

Fan Yang was also depressed.

When I first entered Kangding, I spent a night on the mountain, and several people almost didn't freeze to death.

But Qinling is okay, at least there is no snow, but at night, it is winter after all, and the temperature is low.

"Let's make a fire. ”

"Yes, yes. ”

Then he called the people everywhere to gather firewood.

The Qinling Mountains are rich in wild resources, with pines, cypresses, fir trees, sycamores, and fallen leaves everywhere.

It's still easy to collect dry firewood.

Soon a fire was born.

Everyone gathered around the fire to feel a little warmer.

Only those two boys are still selling eight-treasure porridge before and after running.

"How much have you sold?" Zhao Guangming asked.

"Neither of them sold out. ”

"What's the hurry, come and sit for a while, you go every two or three hours, isn't it the same. Zhao Guangming greeted.

"Yes. The two guys came over and sat down.

Suddenly, I smelled a fragrant smell of meat.

Fan Yang and the others brought back the shredded yak meat from Kangding, and at this time, they were skewering a small piece and roasting it on the fire.

The two of them were about to flow out, and Fan Yang handed them two pieces.

A moon bent in the sky, shining in the mountains of the Qinling Mountains.

The night wind rustles the woods.

A few people gathered around the bonfire, and they felt okay.

Fan Yang thought it was interesting, so he asked, "What do you two boys think? It shouldn't be Quanla's eight-treasure porridge, right? What if there is no traffic jam?"

The kid wiped his snot: "Where can I be, try my luck, we have run several times, and this time we encountered a traffic jam, business is not bad, I am hungry tomorrow morning, and the remaining two pieces will be sold out." ”

"Oh, so you still run this road a lot?"

The driver transporting the timber said: "The two children, my nephew, have nothing to do at home, come out to sell some fungus, and have fun." ”

"What's the matter, our business is good, and it won't be worse than you. One said back.

"You're a turtle son, no big or small. He was slapped on the head.

Later, I learned that these three people were uncles and nephews, pulling timber from Qingchuan and supplying several sawmills in Ningqiang County.

Hanzhong is rich in black rice, as well as red rice.

It may sound a little strange to say, but it's not strange at all.

These are the two main ingredients in eight-treasure porridge.

Qingchuan is rich in fungus and shiitake mushrooms, all of which are cultivated in wood segments, and the amount of cultivation is very large, and has been planned as a production base for fungus, shiitake mushrooms, bamboo sunflowers, gastrodia and other production bases in Sichuan.

It is mainly supplied to the southern part of Gansu, Guangyuan, Mianyang, and Chengdu.

Local farmers will have higher economic incomes than other small counties.

Consciousness is also more advanced.

When the farm is slack, people often take the dried fungus, shiitake mushrooms, and bamboo sunflower from Qingchuan to Hanzhong to sell.

Because of the large amount in Hanzhong, various economic development zones are being built all over the country at this time.

There are several industrial parks in Hanzhong.

At present, it is mainly engaged in the secondary development of minerals and the commercialization of agricultural products.

Hanzhong, which is located in the southern Shaanxi region, is also a cargo distribution port connecting Sichuan and Shaanxi, as well as southern Gansu.

The two guys sold mountain goods from Qingchuan to Hanzhong.

Then they sold black rice and red rice from Hanzhong, and the elders of their own families opened a grain and rice shop in the county, and they were blending bulk eight-treasure porridge.

They have that tradition in that place.

Business is doing quite well.

The planning is quite reasonable.

It's funny to listen to them.

Even Director Zhang admired it.

At the end, Fan Yang asked: "Zhang, I also take the liberty to ask a question, where is the current Xi'an Customs located? Is there a customs station in Hanzhong?"

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