The receptionist gave Fu Fuji a stack of meal tickets and told him that he could go to the designated restaurant to eat with the tickets. () Fu Buer's heart was warm, this man was still thoughtful and considerate, compared to the county government to collect grain, it was really heaven and earth.

Putting down his luggage, the houseboy is going to the market, and Fu Fuji also wants to go sightseeing. So I locked the door and went out - there is a padlock in every room here, just go out and lock the door and hand it over to the cabinet.

The area of Dongmen City has doubled compared with the previous year, and the original plan was to extend 300 meters to the west with the ditch outside the east gate of Bairen City. Now Dongmen Street has been completed according to the plan, and the first side street has also extended 30 meters to the north and south, and the houses on the side street are all built in batches and rented to merchants at low prices. Because of its low price, it is more popular than Main Street. Itinerant vendors continued to set up tents in the open space on both sides of the street, and the rain at the east gate did not interfere.

The two of them walked down the street and felt that everything was fresh. There are a lot of people on the street, but the pavement is clean and tidy, and there are rows of small trees planted on both sides - it will be comfortable after the shade in the future. Fu Buji has been to the county seat, even on the street in front of the county office, there are sewage, mud ponds, piles of garbage, and the narrow alleys in the corners of the walls are full of human and animal feces, and the smell is stinking.

However, he soon discovered the mystery here, there is a big rattan basket every ten zhang on the street, pedestrians have garbage thrown in it, and there are several special cleaners, wearing uniform blue coarse cloth coats, holding bamboo silk brooms, constantly cleaning the road, and if you look closely, you are still some country women.

Fu Fuji felt that there was novelty and admiration, who came up with such a haode idea. Not to mention that above this market where business travelers gather, it is their own village, and the whole village is their own family, and they can't do this.

Compared to the curious looking around the housekeeper small. Son, Fu Fuji's brain should be a little more flexible, he is slightly different from other landowners who specialize in digging in the soil and picking money from long-term workers and tenants, knowing that farming alone will never make much profit, and he can't get into the government, and the only way to make a fortune is to do business. But he didn't know how to do business before, and he didn't dare to go into the water to try it easily. This time, I went to Dongmen City and felt that the opportunity here should be good. So keep an eye on the biggest shops to see what kind of goods are good to sell.

As he was watching, he could only hear a commotion in front of him, and the crowd gathered around. I saw someone arguing in front of me, one of them was about a hawker, and the other was wearing a rattan hat, wearing a short wool placket black stand-up collar short coat, wooden buttons, a wide belt around the waist, white leggings on the calves, and straw sandals on the feet. A short wooden stick with a short crossbar hangs from the buttocks. There is also a shield-like embroidered cloth on the sleeve, and there are some incomprehensible patterns and characters.

I only heard this strangely dressed person say: "You go to the East Gate Market to set up a stall first. Since the beginning of the day, people have told you that there is no littering here, and no open defecation is allowed. The toilet is along the street, and you still defecate in the open, what should you be guilty of?! ”

The hawker told him again and again, saying that it was really because of diarrhea and urgency, and he couldn't wait. The toilet is convenient, so it is convenient in the corner. I hope that the police master will be gracious.

But the police refused to give mercy, and they were bound to pay a fine of 20 cents or 10 cents. The peddler pleaded and pleaded, saying that he really had no money. The policeman said: "Since there is no money to pay the fine, I will clean the streets for three days in accordance with the provisions of the Public Security Law." ”

Now the hawker said yes. punishment, the matter is over. Fu Fuji looked interesting, and suddenly found that this policeman turned out to be Ma Peng. Did this kid mix well with the "bearded people" and became a "policeman" -- probably the third class of the yamen. Fu Fuji wanted to make a friendship with him, so he shouted:

"Old horse!"

Ma Peng is escorting the vendor to report to the sanitation station - the third person he has caught defecating in the last week, and this week is the "Environmental Sanitation Week" activity initiated by Director Dugu. Hearing someone greet him, he looked for a sound, and it turned out to be the owner of the past. Although there is a class difference between Ma Peng and the owner, Fu Fuji did not give Ma Peng any kindness back then, but they have no hatred for each other, but they also squatted in the short-haired prisoner of war camp together, which is one of the three iron irons of men, and there is some joy of reunion of old people at first sight.

"Fu Dongjia!"

"You're working on an errand for Shorthair?"

"That's right, be a cop." Ma Peng saw Fu Fuji looking at his outfit, and pulled his clothes a little embarrassed, "This is a uniform, and you have to wear it as a police officer." ”

"Dressed like a short-haired man."

Ma Peng's face turned red: "This can't be compared." Seeing that Fu Buji had a sign hanging on his chest, he hurriedly diverted the topic: "Master Fu is also coming to the meeting?" ”

"Yes, the short-haired man wants us to have a meeting, do you know any news?" Fu Fuji hurriedly inquired.

"I don't know, I'm a sergeant, I don't know how many layers away from the short-haired master." He scolded the peddler, "Hurry up!" Don't procrastinate. As he spoke, he turned back to him, "Wait, boss, wait until I send this person to the sanitation station and talk to you again." ”

Fu Fuji was now curious about everything, so he followed Ma Peng to the back of the side street, where there was a separate yard full of the kind of garbage baskets and several two-wheeled garbage trucks on the street, where people used iron rakes and shovels to sort the garbage and load the trucks.

"What do you do with garbage?" Fu Fuji asked. He remembered that the garbage in the village was thrown directly into the ditch outside the village.

Ma Pong handed over the hapless vendor to a man at the sanitation station and went through the handover formalities. He said, "The paper and rags inside are going to be sent to the paper mill." Dead branches and leaves, mule and horse dung, and vegetable skins are all poured into the biogas tank. ”

"Biogas digesters?"

"I don't understand either," said Mapoon, "there's a big covered pool right behind the public toilet, and you can just dump all this garbage into it." After a few days it will be turned into fertilizer, and the people on the farm will come and pull it away. ”

"It doesn't stink anymore." Fu Buji thought of the smell of the stinky ditch behind the village and frowned.

"It's weird, the pit doesn't stink at all." Ma Pong said very seriously, "They all say that the chiefs have the ability, and the people who farm on the farm say that the fertilizer from these pits is not smelly, but also very fertile, and it is good to grow anything." ”

Fu Fuji was a little skeptical: "Such a god? ”

Ma Peng smiled: "If you want to say that the chiefs' ability to farm the land is no worse than our croppers here." I've been to the farm a few times, and I never thought I could grow like this. ”

Fu Fuji immediately became interested: "How did you grow it?" ”

Ma Peng shook his head and smiled: "It's useless for you to ask me, the chiefs' methods of farming, not to mention that you can't learn the owner, even the biggest local rich man can't learn it, there are too many things in it that I don't recognize." ”

Fu Buer pestered Ma Peng, asking him to take him to the farm, and promised him benefits, but Ma Peng didn't do it: "I can't help you with this, no one is allowed to enter the farm except for the members of the commune." I'm going to take you and I'm going to have to lose the mission. If you don't make trouble, you can't save your life. ”

As soon as I heard that it would cost a small life to see farming, Fu Buji's interest was much less. Ma Peng smiled: "There are so many fun places here, I'll take you around." ”

"Aren't you on an errand?"

"It doesn't matter, the chiefs said, be a good host—that is, greet you well. I'm taking you for a walk too. ”

As he spoke, he walked around the street. A large storefront was being erected along the street, scaffolding was erected, and masons were going up and down.

"This is Boss Lin's Quanfu vegetable shop, he turned out to be just a Fu guy who sells vegetables, and Kao made a fortune by buying vegetables, pork, chickens and ducks for the chiefs. started the house, and even the little wife begged for two. Ma Pong's face was full of envy when he said this.

Fu Fuji knows Lin Quanfu - in the past few months, he has traveled to villages to buy chickens, ducks and live pigs for shorthair, and he has also come to Meiyang Village. Fu Buji thought that this person didn't know life or death, and he actually publicly voted for Kao Shorthair, but he didn't expect him to make such a fortune. My heart is a little sour.

Walking past is a five-bay door, and many people come in and out of the door. "This is a women's cooperative, and it is a partnership between the families of the chiefs."

"Female shorthair opening a store?" Fu Fuji was a little surprised.

"Yes, it's a mother-in-law, and the guys in it are all women, and this is also a scene in Dongmen City, and there are many people who come to see the excitement." Ma Pong said, "Do you want to go in and have a look, the goods are all good, and the price is cheap!" ”

As soon as he walked to the door, a middle-aged woman wearing a blue cloth dress and neatly dressed up greeted her with a smile: "What does the guest officer want to buy?" ”

Ma Peng smiled: "This is Master Fu Fuji of Meiyang Village, a representative of the conference, come and take a look." ”

"Conference delegates? The proprietress said that all conference delegates enjoy ninety-five deductions with their delegate cards, and they will give a gift regardless of whether they buy something or not. As he spoke, he copied a string of crooked patterns on the card on Fu Fuji's chest, and asked Fu Fuji to sign it. Fu Buji couldn't read, so he had to draw a charge and get a coarse paper bag.

When I opened the bag, there was a thick, soft and cotton cloth with dense coils on it, and it seemed to be a face cloth when I looked at the size. There is also a line of words woven in red thread: "The first meeting of the Lingao Political Consultative Industry Association commemoration" and the inscription "Lingao Women's Cooperative Greetings, 1629". Fu Fuji didn't know the words, and he was afraid that it would be a big rebellious word, so Ma Peng read it to him and explained the meaning. Ma Peng, a poor worker, can actually read and write, which surprised Fu Fuji.

"Ma Peng, don't you know how to read?"

"That's in the past, and when you work with the chief, you have to read and write and recognize Arabic numerals." Ma Pong said seriously: they all received literacy activities in batches. All the people who worked for the short-haired chief could count, and they could read three or four hundred words, and they could read newspapers and notices.