Chapter Eighty-Three: Turnip Pickles
As for why the city didn't allocate money to Guan Xingchang and others, Wu Bingan and others could also understand. The city must first develop those areas that can drive the economy, rather than Sanjiang Town, which has no advantages and is difficult to develop.
Wu Bing'an smiled and said, "We can understand your difficulties. ”
Guan Xingchang replied: "It would be great if you could understand. But are you really going to pay for a road?"
Obviously, they are still a little skeptical about this, after all, it will cost millions of yuan, which is not a small amount.
Wu Bing'an nodded and said firmly: "This matter is naturally true. I made a lot of money in Xiangjiang, and I still made a few millions. Now that my hometown needs my help, it is naturally incumbent. ”
People have left their names, and geese have left their voices. This time I finally returned to my hometown, Wu Bing'an, Wu Jianhua, and Wu Bingwen naturally wanted to leave something in their hometown. Not to mention leaving a name in history, at least leave some marks in your hometown.
"Thank you so much, and I thank you for your help on behalf of all the people of Sanjiang Town. If Sanjiang Town can develop in the future, it will all be your credit!"
Guan Xingchang excitedly shook Wu Bingan's hand and kept expressing his gratitude.
Then, Wu Bing'an said the road repair plan he had discussed with his uncle.
"I'm going to cultivate a big road that leads directly from the city to our town, so this matter still needs Secretary Guan to communicate with the city. ”
Guan Xingchang said with a smile: "This is our responsibility, and we will definitely do a good job of preparation." ”
"By the way, we are also going to build a road from the main road to our Wuhuang village. I heard them say that the land is not allowed to be sold casually, and I have to ask Secretary Guan to help us approve the land for road construction. Wu Bingwen interjected and reminded.
Guan Xingchang hurriedly waved his hand and replied: "It's no problem, you have contributed so much to your hometown, this little thing is naturally nothing." ”
At this time, Wu Ming walked over leisurely with his hands behind his back.
Wu Bing'an introduced Guan Xingchang and others: "This is the dog Wu Ming. ”
Guan Xingchang's eyes lit up, and he said loudly: "It turns out that this is Mr. Wu, your legendary genius son. You are so modest, I have heard about your son's deeds from Secretary Jiang and Governor Bai, and he really deserves to be a tiger father without a dog!"
Then Guan Xingchang and others praised Wu Ming, after knowing Wu Ming's experience from the province, Guan Xingchang and others were dumbfounded, they never thought that there were such a demonic child in this world. At Wu Ming's age, they were still playing in the mud in the fields!
After his father Wu Bing'an learned the identities of Guan Xingchang and others, Wu Ming's eyes rolled and he had an idea in his heart.
Wu Ming smiled slightly and said, "Secretary Guan, I have something to say that you may be unhappy. ”
"What words?" asked Guan Xingchang suspiciously.
Wu Ming explained with a smile: "The most vegetables in our Sanjiang Town are vegetables, and we have no advantages in other aspects. Even if the road is repaired, it will be difficult for you to attract much investment. ”
After listening to Wu Ming's words, Guan Xingchang and the others suddenly fell silent.
After pondering for a while, Guan Xingchang said in a deep voice: "We all know the disadvantages of Sanjiang Town, so we will come to the door today." But now that you want to invest so much money to build a road for your hometown, we are embarrassed to ask you to invest again, so we can only take one step at a time. If there is really no way to do it in the future, I can only ask you to help my hometown again. ”
Wu Bingan immediately said: "Secretary Guan, what are these words, is there a difficulty in my hometown, can we still help?"
After speaking, Wu Bingan also glared at Wu Ming.
The corners of Wu Ming's mouth crooked, and he smiled: "Dad, can't you still be a nanny for your hometown all the time?" ”
Without waiting for Wu Bing'an to refute, Wu Ming continued to explain.
"I know that Secretary Guan, you should want to establish some heavy industries in Sanjiang Town, but Sanjiang Town has been a famous distribution center for agricultural and sideline native products in the south of the Yangtze River since the Southern Song Dynasty. In terms of industry, it has always been weak, and even if my father's investment was used to build the factory, it is estimated that there is no prospect.
Moreover, because the pollution of heavy industry is too great, if it really succeeds, the hometown will change from the current blue sky and white clouds to a "haze" on all sides, and from a crystal clear stream to a foul-smelling black water ditch. Now the green mountains and rivers will be sacrificed. ”
As he spoke, Wu Ming looked at Wu Bing'an again and asked, "Dad, do you want our beautiful hometown to become the same as those heavily polluted areas?"
Wu Bing'an was silent, he is also well-informed now, and naturally knows how serious the pollution is in some areas for development.
Guan Xingchang was immediately anxious when he saw this scene, the development of Sanjiang Town in the future will depend more on Wu Bing'an, if Wu Bing'an is really persuaded not to invest in the future, it will be a big loss.
Guan Xingchang defended: "But if you want to develop economically, you have to sacrifice something, and it is impossible to let the villagers stay poor like this!"
Wu Ming smiled and said, "That's why I need your strong help from Secretary Guan." ”
Hearing this, Guan Xingchang had a surprised expression on his face, obviously unable to imagine that Wu Ming needed their help with anything.
"If there is anything, you just say, as long as you don't break the law, we will try our best to help you complete it. ”
Wu Ming smiled and replied, "It's not a big deal, I have eaten our radish pickles here in the city, and I feel that the taste is very good." ”
"This is natural, in the whole Ganjiang Province, the taste of radish pickles here is also at the top. Guan Xingchang said proudly.
"Sanjiangkou radish pickles" originated in the Song Dynasty and has a long reputation, known as "one pound of pickles and one inch of gold". It is a traditional specialty of the Ganjiang River, and it was still a tribute in the Tang Dynasty.
In the original time and space, because of the unique flavor, convenient and affordable, can be eaten directly, it is a good snack for home travel, deeply loved by consumers at home and abroad, and the products are exported to Xiangjiang, Southeast Asia, Pengcheng, Modu, Beijing and other large and medium-sized cities.
Now it's just because the mainland is still too poor, so there is no market for this specialty. When the people's living standards come up in the future, it will naturally be very popular.
Since there is such an advantageous project in his hometown, Wu Ming naturally will not let others lead the development of Sanjiang Town. After all, in the previous life, because they did not have the development of themselves and others, Guan Xingchang and others had no way to develop heavy industry. If it was because of his connections, Guan Xingchang and others developed heavy industry, making his hometown seriously polluted, and his sin would be great.