Gas51.

Speaking of this model, few people may know it, but when it comes to the Volga car at the same scene, it is estimated that it is like thunder.

GAS is the "Gorky Automobile Plant", which is translated into GAS by transliteration in Russian, and in the assistance provided by the big brother of the North to our country, there are many AvtoVAZ cars of GAS and GAS 51 - one of the earliest and longest produced classic models in the world.

As an old revolutionary base, all kinds of aid materials are absolutely indispensable, so just a provincial meat company has its own gas 51 fleet.

On this day, a phone call was received in the communication room, and then more than 20 Gas-51s of the convoy were all dispatched.

"Hey, Brother Lu, what kind of place do you say this Xujia Town is, we have more than 20 truckloads of piglets, but there are thousands of heads, which factory can eat it," a young man in the team asked while the team was refueling and repairing.

Lu Xishan knocked on the door with a cigarette butt, screwed the cigarette firmly, lit the fire and took a sharp breath, "As long as you kid talks a lot, you can go wherever you go,"

"Isn't this curious, I heard that the captain was reluctant before, and then the factory director personally spoke, so we all went out!"

Lu Xishan took another sip, half-leaned on the car door and said, "For the sake of your kid, I will miss a word for you, Shangrao, do you know, a big pig farm will be built over there, and we are sending breeding pigs to others!"

As the big gas drove into the small square in front of the town government, the local area became more and more lively, and the public security armed police on duty had all been dispatched to prevent accidents.

On a temporary wooden platform, dozens of leaders from the city and county came, large and small, and basically the heads of all bureaus and departments arrived.

Originally, according to the level, Secretary Mao estimated that he couldn't even insert the penultimate row on the stage, but in response to the home advantage of the Secretary of the Party Committee of Xujia Town, he sat next to Secretary Zhu of the Municipal Party Committee, and on the right hand side was a deputy mayor in charge of agriculture!

"Folks, be quiet, let's invite our Municipal Party Secretary and Mayor Zhu to say a few words to you, everyone applauds~"

Secretary Mao held the microphone, which was an old-fashioned microphone with a thin neck on the bottom of the iron plate, and he could only hold it if he wanted to pick it up.

The leaders on the stage took the lead, and the audience also echoed, and the applause suddenly became warm, Secretary Zhu stood in the middle of the stage, full of spring light, and pressed his hand to the audience.

The applause fell, and everyone stood on tiptoe, wanting to see what Secretary Zhu looked like, whether he was as powerful and strong as the legend, and was two meters long.

"Today, I am very happy and honored to be present at this pig distribution conference and to be able to stand on the stage and speak,"

The audience politely burst into applause.

Secretary Zhu paused and continued, "The spring breeze of reform is blowing all over the ground, we Shangrao, our Yushan, and the villagers of our Xujia Town must have felt it, if you don't feel it, then turn your head and look at the little piglets in the car!"

The people below laughed, this secretary is not as majestic as he imagined, and he didn't forget to joke with our little people on stage.

"When I came, I was thinking, this Xujia Town comrades are good, the interest in reform is high, and the confidence is full of confidence, otherwise how dare you take over this matter that is not in the province or even the whole country, there is a Fengyang Xiaogang Village in Anhui Province, and Xujia Town in Jiangxi Province is not half a foot behind him, are you right?"

"Yes!"

No one needed to take the lead now, everyone shouted in unison.

In this era of attaching great importance to collective honor, it is a great honor to be praised by the mayor like this, everyone has an honor, and even Xu Xuecheng shouted two sentences.

The call couldn't be contained, Secretary Zhu pressed his hand several times, and the dishes quieted down the people in the audience, and the provincial newspaper reporter on the side was looking for an angle with a camera and recorded this scene.

"Since the town has already helped us build the bridge, then we will walk over in a down-to-earth manner, raise every pig we have been assigned to raise, fatten, sell, and earn a fat year, comrades say, right?"

"Yes!"

"Okay, I know that some of you sitting here may not be able to wait, can't wait to take the piglets back to their own homes to raise, I will say one last word, I wish the villagers a prosperous family business, six blessings!"

The applause was thunderous, and the rumble lasted for more than ten seconds.

The big guys are very face-saving, and the smile on Secretary Zhu's face has never fallen.

After calming down, Secretary Mao asked several main leaders to speak one by one.

Xu Xuecheng also listened, he found that the speeches of the leaders of this era were still very interesting, they had just come out of the shackles of singing according to the script, and some of them even had a full mouth, but everyone listened to it very intimately.

But interesting is interesting, compared to the howling piglets, the leaders are still short of attractiveness.

Secretary Mao looked at his watch, the time was not early, and he turned his head and asked Secretary Zhu.

Secretary Zhu waved his hand, "You can arrange this matter, but you must pay attention to the order of the scene, prevent accidents, and let every villager go home before dark in time." ”

"Well, I see, secretary. ”

With Secretary Mao's words, "The registered head of the household came here, and when he heard the name of the pig, he received the pig according to the policy," and the old men of every household moved to the side of the convoy.

"Xu Jiaxing,"

"In, in, I'm here, let's go!" a man with a black shear squeezed out of the crowd.

"Three piglets, give them to him!"

The three little pigs were placed in a frame made of bamboo baskets, which was made by the town's unified carpenters, and it took a lot of effort to catch these bamboo baskets.

"Well, don't go, put a mudra here. ”

Xu Jiaxing carried a bamboo basket and wanted to leave, but was immediately stopped.

"Hey, I almost forgot, I'm sorry for the book, "He dipped his thumb in some ink, and pressed it on the booklet with his name on it, and it was over.

This is all said when you come to the door to register in advance, and the fingerprint is a voucher, which means that you have received these pigs in the town, and the town will collect them uniformly after raising them.

"Xu Jingpeng, two ends, come and press the handprint. ”

"Xu Jingsheng, three heads, come and press the handprint. ”

Within two hours, the carriage was already empty, only the smell of pig in the carriage showed that there were a group of guests living in the carriage not long ago!

The first batch of 1,200 piglets was given to 450 households, and the rest will be pulled again tomorrow.

In short, this pig conference has to last for a while, every day more than a dozen big gas cars are fully loaded, and they leave empty, and now Xu Xuecheng can smell a commotion on the street in the dock.

Fortunately, the pigsty of every family is basically covered in the ground, dig a hole, ram a few steps, put up a few wooden railings, and lay a thick layer of straw, which can be used as a simple pigsty.

As for pig feces and other excrement, they are all good fertilizers, and in the era of lack of chemical fertilizers, they are all essential "nutrients" in the field.

Xu Xuecheng only watched the opening, and then took Secretary Zhu's car back to school, and Secretary Mao personally sent him to the car.

He has been a secretary for so many years, and it is the first time he has been so beautiful, and he was interviewed by a reporter from the provincial newspaper alone, so he was naturally polite to Xu Xuecheng.

"Chengcheng, this pig farm model in Xujiazhen is very successful, and I think everyone's enthusiasm is also very high!" Secretary Zhu said with a smile.

Xu Xuecheng knew that he had something to say, how could he be stupid enough to follow his words, "This is all done in the town, it's none of my business!"

Secretary Zhu patted him on the shoulder, "I didn't say anything about you, why did you shirk it so quickly, Uncle Zhu will still be difficult for you?"

Xu Xuecheng nodded in his heart, and said with a gentle smile on the surface, "How come, Uncle Zhu must be good for me, and he will definitely not embarrass me, right?"

Zhu Xuechang's face darkened, and he was wrapped in it, but the person who came with the wind and waves could not be so cheeky, and no matter how Xu Xuecheng looked at him, he asked,

"Look, is it possible to popularize this model in the vast number of towns and villages? I think that many villages and towns in our city meet this condition!"