Seeing Shutingao Village, Fan Hongyu knew that Secretary Zeng's introduction was really a bit of a "cheat".

The seven or eight miles he said was only talking about the mountain road he had just walked, and he was only talking about the tree pavilion pass. As everyone knows, Wangshan ran a dead horse, and if you really want to reach the center of Shutingao Village, I am afraid that you will have to walk for half an hour.

Shang Weizheng took a breath and said, "This village is very big, I didn't expect that there is such a big village hidden in the depths of this mountain. ”

Looking from this side, the valley is densely scattered with many farmhouses, and roughly estimated, there should be more than 100 households, maybe 200 households. Nearly 1,000 people live in this mountain forest, which is indeed a large village.

The mountains surrounding the tree pavilion pass are undulating, lush and verdant, not trees, but a piece of bamboo forest, the mountain wind blows, the bamboo waves are gusting, so pleasant.

"Elder Shang, it's coming soon, let's rest for a while."

Xue Yimin whispered on the side. Director Xue was also gasping for breath, and in terms of fatigue, it seemed that he was not under the government. Poor Director Xue has been exercising like this for more than ten years?

"Okay, take a break."

Shang Weizheng was also a little unbearable, so he sat down on the stone on the side, and the secretary hurriedly put clean and white toilet paper on the ground and asked Shang Lao to wipe his sweat.

Zhang Lihua, who was sitting on the side, also stretched out his hand to the secretary, and the secretary hurriedly handed him two pieces of toilet paper.

Director Zhang was also sweating profusely at the moment.

Only Fan Hongyu and Xie Wenjian were full of physical strength, and only the corners of their foreheads were slightly sweaty.

It's good to be young.

Xie Wenjian looked at the sea of bamboos and said in a low voice: "This mountain is full of bamboo, and you can pick a lot of bamboo shoots every year, which can be regarded as a natural vegetable......

Fan Hongyu smiled slightly and said, "Comparatively speaking, bamboo shoots are not nutritious. And it's more oily to cook, so it's not a very good vegetable. Instead, you can consider producing canned bamboo shoots, or roasted dried bamboo shoots. If the scale can be formed and unified sales, the economic benefits should be very good. Especially for roasted dried bamboo shoots, the cost of raw materials is negligible, the process is simple, and the investment is not large if it is produced on a large scale. It's very suitable for engagement. ”

Xie Wenjian smiled bitterly: "With this traffic situation, how can we engage in large-scale industrial production?" Dried bamboo shoots are made, but I am afraid that they will not be sold. ”

"That's why we have to build roads. Road construction is the most critical link in the development of the economy, and the logistics and people flow are not smooth. Any economic development plan can only stay on paper. If possible, Secretary Zeng, I suggest that the leaders of Magu District and Fenglin Town discuss it, let them support a little, and then find some money from the city to renovate the main line of Magu District and connect it with Fenglin Town. Counting from the town of Magu. This section of the road is less than 15 kilometers, and it should not cost much if the road surface is only renovated and the roadbed is not extended. Hehe. Secretary Gu and Mayor Lu are now big guys, so they might as well beat their autumn wind. ”

The latter paragraph was said to the secretary of the Magu District Party Committee.

Secretary Zeng's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he lowered his voice and said, "Director Fan." If you are willing to go and say hello to Secretary Gu and Mayor Lu, it will definitely be fine. As long as someone pays for it. We worked our own way to build the road. ”

Although Gu Yanghao, the current secretary of the town party committee of Fenglin Town, is not Fan Hongyu's old subordinate, but the secretary of the former secretary of the municipal party committee Song Min, but now that Song Min has been transferred, Yanhua City is Yue Xiting's master, who doesn't know that Yue Xiting and Director Fan have a good relationship? As for Lu Dazheng, the mayor of Fenglin Town, he was picked up by Fan Hongyu at all, and when he was the mayor, he was as young as Fan Hongyu, and now he is only twenty-three years old. Fan Hongyu is whatever he says, and Lu Dazheng will never discount it.

It can be said that at present, Fan Hongyu only needs to send a sentence, which may be better than Yue Xiting, secretary of the municipal party committee. Even the cadres in the entire Yanhua area have to buy the face of Director Fan.

It's just that Shang Weizheng Xue Yimin and other central leaders are next to him, and Secretary Zeng doesn't dare to speak out loud no matter how excited he is.

Zhang Lihua glanced at Fan Hongyu, his eyes were cold.

Director Fan, you are accompanying us to investigate today.

This kind of grassroots cadres from the "Jianghu style" are full of "gangsterism" and don't understand the rules at all!

Fan Hongyu ignored it, smiled and said to Secretary Zeng: "Okay, I'll go talk to Secretary Gu and Dazheng and take a good look at this matter." The original positioning of Fenglin Town was to develop into the economic center of the entire western part of Yanhua City, and it was also one of their main tasks to drive the development of surrounding districts and towns. The prosperity of a single place is not obvious in the overall situation. ”

No matter when, Fan Hongyu likes to look at problems from the perspective of the overall situation, which is what You Limin admires most about him. Wouldn't it be better if a qualified secretary was also a qualified senior staff member?

Secretary Zeng was overjoyed and nodded again and again, but he didn't dare to speak again.

Zhang Lihua's cold eyes, he also felt it.

Not every grassroots cadre is as coaxing and confident as Second Brother Fan.

"Let's go!"

To Fan Hongyu and others' answers, Shang

As if he hadn't heard about the government, he would take a break from the matter, and then he would stand up and move forward.

Everyone hurriedly followed.

A group of people walked into Shutingao Village, every house was wide open, almost every house had people weaving bamboo mats and other simple bamboo products in the hall, Shang Weizheng and others walked by, everyone just looked at it curiously, and did not run out to watch. Only a few toddlers ran behind.

Secretary Zeng explained to Shang Weizheng: "Shang Lao, the masses in Shutingao have the craft of weaving bamboo products, and they rely on this thing to earn a few oil and salt money." ”

Shang Weizheng bowed slightly and said, "It's very good to use local materials." ”

Fan Hongyu interjected: "These hand-woven bamboo products, the process is too simple, the style is relatively old, and the added value is not high. If we can innovate in terms of technology and variety, form a certain scale of production capacity, and add good sales channels, the benefits will be multiplied. ”

"Yes, yes, Zeng Guanqing is this idea, he plans to build a bamboo products processing factory......"

Secretary Zeng echoed continuously, and halfway through his words, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and stopped abruptly, and a look of embarrassment flashed on his face.

Xue Yimin glanced at him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Secretary Zeng's expression became more and more embarrassed.

It seems that when he was in the district office, he kept saying that he didn't know Zeng Guanqing, but now he said that he leaked his mouth, and he even knew what Zeng Guanqing wanted to do after returning to his hometown.

It seems that "if you say too much, you will lose" is a wise saying!

Next, Secretary Zeng made another "mistake" in a panic, and he didn't ask the villagers in the village, and led Shang Weizheng and others to Zeng Guanqing's house.

This is a very old adobe house, only half a meter high of green brick base, the walls should have been brushed with a layer of lime, but many places have peeled off, revealing the black and yellow color of the old earth inside.

The so-called adobe bricks, the production process is extremely simple, the raw material is the mud from the rice field, with a wooden blank mold, the thin mud in the rice field is shoveled into it, flattened with the foot, placed in a cool place to dry, is the finished adobe brick, can be used to build a house. Naturally, this kind of adobe brick is not of any quality, it is only the simplest building material, and its strength is not at all comparable to that of fired red bricks. The biggest drawback is that it can't withstand the rain.

But in the harsh environment of the past, firing red bricks was a solid "luxury", and poor families rarely could afford to build red brick houses. Along the way, most of the houses in Shutingao Village are such old-fashioned adobe houses, and red brick houses are extremely rare.

Forty years after the founding of the People's Republic of China, Shutingao Village is still not connected to the road, and the traffic with the outside world is extremely inconvenient. It is entirely conceivable how poor and backward it was before the founding of the country. It is estimated that at that time, even such adobe houses may not be seen, and most of the villagers lived in thatched huts. It is important to know that the construction of an adobe house can only save red bricks, and building materials such as beams, rafters, and green tiles are indispensable and cost a lot of money.

In front of the adobe house, an old woman of great age sits peacefully outside the hall, fiddling with some bamboo strips in her hands, weaving a small triangular container, somewhat like a dustpan.

The old woman, dressed in an old-fashioned blue cardigan, with gray hair, looked to be at least eighty miles away, and was very attentive to weaving the bamboo basket in her hand, not noticing the arrival of Shang Weizheng and the others.

"Five Grandma ......"

Secretary Zeng strode forward and shouted loudly.

Dare to love this is Zeng Guanqing's mother.

The fifth grandmother raised her head when she heard the voice, and a smile immediately bloomed on her wrinkled face, looking very kind, and said with a smile: "Yo, is Secretary Zeng here?" Come on, let's sit inside......"

As he spoke, he put down the bamboo products in his hand and stood up tremblingly, but he didn't need to be supported by others, and his body seemed to be quite tough. And you can recognize Secretary Zeng at a glance, which shows that the eyes are very good.

"Fifth Grandma, not busy, not busy, here for your guests...... Let me introduce you to you, this is a big leader from the central government, and he is still ......."

Secretary Zeng was busy introducing Shang Weizheng and others to the five grandmothers one by one.

The fifth grandmother smiled kindly, nodded her head one by one, and looked serene, as if she was not "frightened" by the identity of Shang Weizheng and others, as if she was an ordinary guest, and received her with a smile.

Speaking of which, at the age of the fifth grandmother, how many people and things in this world are worthy of her surprise?

Whether it is a big leader from the central government, or a relative from the next village, in the eyes of the fifth grandmother, there is no big difference, and they are the same warm reception.

"Hello, Fifth Grandma."

Shang Weizheng stepped forward and took the initiative to shake hands with the fifth grandmother, which was very polite.

"Hello, Shang Lao."

The fifth grandmother replied in dialect, it is difficult for her to be so old, as soon as Secretary Zeng introduced her, she can remember the "name" of Shang Weizheng, and she has a calm bearing and responds decently, obviously she has seen the "big world", which is not comparable to ordinary country women.

Secretary Zeng has long introduced that the fifth grandmother was the model of the previous branch.