Speaking of which, the ability of folk storyteller Li Cungang is really not small. Just once, his commentary "Lin Hai Snow Plain" firmly tied the hearts of many villagers.

It was more than ten o'clock that night, and everyone was still reluctant to leave, so he had to continue to talk about it, and finally provoked Secretary Zhao to be angry, and the big guy reluctantly turned around and left.

Soon, Wangjiazhuang's amateur cultural life became more and more enriched. Storytelling, Film, Band, Yangge Team, Dance Team, Reading Room...... The variety of activities is dizzying for the villagers, and no matter who they are, they can find something that interests them.

There are fewer people playing cards and gambling, fewer quarrels and troubles, the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is harmonious, and the relationship between neighbors is better.

Various competitions and performances are constantly held, and various prizes are handed out without hesitation. Suddenly, the achievements of Wangjiazhuang's spiritual civilization construction attracted the attention of higher-level departments.

Research, inspection, reward, feel that the valued Secretary Zhao is like a young man, walking with the wind, shouting every day to organize the villagers to hold various competitions, or simply act as an economist to contact the various performance teams in the village, so that everyone can earn some extra money in their leisure time.

After being free, Wang Yong, who had nothing to do, planned to go to the capital. Mrs. Ye said countless times on the phone, wanting to see what this grandson who was praised by many people looked like.

Wang Yong, who is introverted in his bones, is really reluctant to deal with strangers, but this time he really can't hide. His mother held his ear and gave an order that he must follow the family bus into Beijing early tomorrow morning to see his grandmother, whom he had not yet met.

"Don't be sad, who will show your face? Believe it or not, I slap you! ”

Faced with his mother's threat, Wang Yong could only nod violently, indicating that he absolutely obeyed his mother's leadership. The funny appearance made his younger brother Wang Liang giggle. This little thing also knows that his brother can do anything in front of acquaintances. But in the face of strangers, it is really like a different person.

"Brother, it's okay, I'll accompany you tomorrow! I'll take you to eat roast duck then! It's fragrant! ”

Speaking of roast duck, saliva flowed from the corners of this kid's mouth, and Wang Yong, who was watching it, pouted. I see you're going with me, you want to eat roast duck, right?

Every time he came back, this kid would have to go for several days, and everyone he met would describe to them how delicious a handful of roast duck in the capital was. It's just that this kid is still young and doesn't have many words. It's those few sentences that are turned around, it's delicious, it's so fragrant, it's so fragrant!

"Jingle Bell ......"

A phone ringing interrupted the happy and lively dinner of a family of four, and Wang Liang, who was relatively close to the telephone landline, turned around and picked up the telephone receiver.

"Hello? Who? Oh? Dad, I'm looking for you! ”

Shoving the earpiece to his father, the little thing turned around and continued to describe the appearance and taste of roast duck to his brother Wang Yong in his poor language with great interest.

Wang Yong didn't feel anything yet, but he couldn't help but drool.

"Uh-huh. Well, okay, I see, I'll call Biaozi later. See how it works. Yes, yes, okay, so be it. ”

Hang up. The smile on Wang Hai's face disappeared, his expression became serious, and he even put down the chopsticks in his hand. Grimacing with a tense face, he frowned. looked worried, obviously having something on his mind.

"What's going on?"

Tian Xiuhua pushed Wang Hai's arm and asked. The Wang Yong brothers also stopped their chopsticks and turned their heads to look.

"Hey!" Wang Hai sighed, "There is a township in Tianma County next door that specializes in growing ginger. More than a dozen villages in the township have been making a living by planting ginger for more than ten years. ”

"Oh, it seems like Biaozi mentioned that he went there to buy ginger for someone." Tian Xiuhua came out thoughtfully, and then also began to frown.

"Now ginger is not easy to sell, several ginger sellers last year's ginger has not moved at all in the library, this year's ginger is estimated to be bumper again, and the big guys are panicking."

Hearing his father say this, Wang Yong immediately understood why even the county magistrate was in a hurry.

Last year's one hasn't been sold, and this year's one is going to come down again, if these old gingers can't be sold anymore, not to mention the question of whether it will be broken, and the new ginger won't be put anywhere? What's more, everyone is not a rich man, and there is not so much money turnover?

What's more, today's rural people don't have many wealthy families, and last year's ginger was not sold, which means that last year's money was not paid, and this year's planting has to advance the capital, and it is estimated that many farmers have to borrow money to survive.

This is not an exaggeration at all, in fact, Wangjiazhuang was like this in many families before. There is no passbook at home, and even if there is a pitiful few hundred yuan on it, it is considered a wealthy family.

Fertilizers, pesticides, as well as various taxes and fees, retention funds, family expenses, and the income of the current year may not be enough, if there is no income in the next year, the farmers who have been stripped of their families, Wang Yong dare not imagine that day.

"It was Lao Qin who called just now, and the county magistrate over there called him and wanted me to help me and Biaozi think of a way." Speaking of this, Wang Hai couldn't go on, so he simply took out a cigarette case from his pocket, took out one, put it in his mouth and lit it.

Wang Hai was swallowing clouds and spitting mist, thinking about countermeasures with a difficult face. The old mother didn't smile anymore, and then she was worried, and she frowned when she looked at Wang Yong.

They are all farmers, and everyone knows that the life of the farmer is difficult, and if there is no income for two years, you will be able to imagine what kind of difficult life it will be.

"Okay, that's what makes you worry about this? Anyway, you are also a big man in Hong Kong City now, isn't there a shame? ”

As soon as Wang Yong's words came out, his parents were dazzled. That's right, this little rabbit cub has a lot of ghosts, maybe he has a good way? However, the dignity of his parents and elders made Wang Hai still reprimand Wang Yong with a face.

"What do you know, last year, there was a bumper harvest of ginger everywhere, and ginger everywhere could not be sold, and this year it is estimated that there will be a bumper harvest again, and none of the foreign dealers who came to collect ginger in previous years came, who did you sell it to?"

"Let my Uncle Biao collect it and send it to Jintian, and sell it in the capital!"

"You think that's all you can! We were so stupid that we didn't think of that? Ginger in these cities is also not easy to sell, and the low price is almost sold for money. A lot of people. Even specialized wholesalers simply don't do this business. ”

Wang Yong looked at his father's appearance, and he didn't fight in one place. I've never seen you like this, and after the country joins the WTO, how can you compete with the gringos?

"You're just brainless! Find a wholesaler to use this thing! Surely they don't do unprofitable business! But have you thought about it, in our country, who doesn't eat ginger at home? Which fish stew and stir-fry without ginger? ”

Wang Yong's words were like a thunderbolt, waking up Wang Hai, who was in a chaotic mind, this eldest son's fame is really not blown. It's just that he still hasn't figured out the deep meaning of his eldest son Wang Yong's words.

Seeing that his father still looked ignorant, Wang Yong really hated iron and steel! It seems that his rich generation dad development plan still has a long way to go!

"You guys! Why keep your eyes on wholesalers! It is their nature to buy low and sell high in order to make money. It's no wonder that you can sell them for a good price! You don't sell directly to consumers! ”

Wang Hai still didn't understand that he and Biaozi didn't have shops in the wholesale markets of major cities, so how could they directly face consumers? So much ginger, can it be pulled directly to the gate of the market to set up a stall to sell?

Wang Yong was really speechless, his father's dullness made him think that maybe his father was really not suitable for fighting in the mall! He is far worse than Uncle Biao in this regard.

"Okay, I'll call Grandma Ye and say, let's go over a few days later, I'll help you do this first, and you can take a good look." Look at what your son and I do! ”

"Ahh

"You're going to have to the!"

The old lady called in person and told the old lady about the matter, and the old lady praised Wang Yong, a cheap nephew, for her ability, and agreed without hesitation. also said that if there was anything, she would call her, but if it didn't work, she would put down her old face and find someone to sell.

panicked, my mother hurriedly persuaded her, and in the end, it was Wang Yong, the eldest nephew, who stood up and said that you don't need a veteran to come out in this matter. He's a junior who can handle this well. This made the old lady who cared about the lives of the farmers and wanted to contribute to these farmers give up her plan.

Just kidding, what is the identity of the old lady. If she really wants to come forward to sell ginger to the farmers, it will be a naked slap in the face, not only Wang Hai and others, but also those government officials! At that time, this matter may have to become a political event!

A phone call passed, and Liu Biao, who was also anxious, rushed over overnight. Several people sat together and discussed until midnight before deciding on a plan of action and going back to rest.

Early the next morning, several people split up, and Liu Biao and Wang Hai each drove a car straight to the neighboring county. Wang Yong followed his mother to the city on his own shuttle.

Let's just talk about Wang Yong, after separating from his mother at the city station, he didn't stop, took a taxi and went straight to the city TV station to find Zhang Chunxiang's wife, Aunt Lin Qiuyelin.

"Aunt Lin, that's the way things are, I, on behalf of the more than 40,000 ginger farmers in Tunlin Township, have come to ask you for help! You can do it. ”

Looking at the little guy sitting in front of him talking eloquently, Lin Qiuye pursed his lips, and couldn't help the smile on his face. The little kid is quite decent, and the more I look at it, the more I like it.

"Okay, okay, Aunt Lin knows about this, you don't have to worry about it as a child. After finishing the business, let's go, let's go to dinner with Aunt Lin first. Aunt Lin will take you to a good place and make up for you, look at your skinny, your parents are really, you can't patronize business and ignore you two brothers? ”

Wang Yong, who resisted ineffectively, had no choice but to follow Aunt Lin dejectedly, and walked out of the building under the watchful eyes of the TV station staff.

What Wang Yong didn't know was that when he came out of his home, all aspects of the entire Hong Kong city had already begun to surge. The first to take action is the media in Hong Kong City.

Newspaper reporters, radio reporters, and TV reporters rushed to Tunlin Township in waves to obtain first-hand information on the spot.

On their way to the restaurant for dinner, the Hong Kong City Traffic Radio Station has begun to broadcast about the unsalable ginger in Tunlin, calling on the general public to actively respond to the municipal government's action of caring for ginger, go to the designated place to buy ginger, and help local ginger farmers tide over the difficulties.

After that, government departments at all levels also began to receive notices from the city and took action. All the farmers' markets in the four counties and three districts of Gangcheng City have begun to set up special stalls for the sale of ginger in Tunlin Township to help ginger farmers sell ginger that is seriously unsalable.

Wang Hai gave full play to his true character as a local tyrant, and bought more than 10,000 catties of ginger back to the village at once. Then, it was distributed free of charge from house to house in the village. Anyway, it's only more than 10,000 yuan in total, and there is no pressure on him now.

As the main force, Liu Biao, a big trader, made a phone call, found six large trucks, set up six purchase points, and began to buy a large number of farmers and several local big traders in the hands of the backlog of ginger. (To be continued......)

PS: In depression, ask for comfort!