Director Song Shida smiled and said to the president of Fangsuozi: "Our national policy is that there is no national policy. We only believe in two words: fairness. ”

“……”

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, we're never just talking, you'll see what we do."

“……”

"Okay. I want bamboo, what do you want? ”

"Salt."

"How?"

"200 pieces of bamboo for half a load of salt."

"How about exchanging a load of salt for 500 pieces of bamboo? There are not enough bamboo utensils on the ship, so you can send them again next time. ”

Director Song Shida happily looked at the president of the Suozi people, and thought to himself, salt is not a problem, I just want you to understand what a market economy is.

The president thought for a moment and shook his head.

"We can also go and pick it up, a month is enough."

The president said slowly, "For 500 kinds of bamboo, we need two loads of salt." ”

Haha, Director Song Shida smiled happily, I haven't been so happy for a long time. Even Li Si and Wang San, who were sitting next to him, laughed.

Li Si whispered a few words of their native language to the president, but the president still shook his head and said in Hokkien dialect: "500 pieces of bamboo, we want two loads of salt." ”

Director Song Shida had a feeling of being defeated, he was determined, and he was determined to talk about it well, and he must not condone this kind of insulting thing to happen, you think you are a statistical bureau. The amount of salt is not a problem, the knowledge of mathematics is the problem, and the awareness of the market economy is the problem.

"I'll speak slowly, you listen carefully. Half a load of salt is 200 pieces, so a load of salt is 400 pieces, you understand? Okay, you nodded. Then because I want more, you have to be cheaper, so that's 500 pieces of salt in a load. Instead of two loads of salt 500 pieces. If you still don't understand, Li Si can explain it to you. ”

Li Si arched his hand at Song Shida and said, "Son, the little one understands." ”

The president said calmly: "200 pieces, we can make them in a month, and we can also go hunting and singing; 500 pieces, we can also do it in a month, but we can't do other things, people will be very annoyed and tired, so we need two loads of salt, so that everyone will be happy to see more salt. ”

Director Song Shida almost jumped up, his eyes widened, looking at this president, who was silent, less than 1.5 meters tall, wrapped in sackcloth, and had a pheasant's tail in his turban.

After watching it for a long time, he said: "People-oriented? Building a harmonious society? ”

“……”

If the president can answer, Director Song Shida will definitely beat him to death on the ground, he didn't dare before, he didn't even dare to think about it, but now he ...... Hum.

Director Song Shida stretched out his thumb, gritted his teeth and said to the president: "Your theory is really awesome, absolutely awesome!" With this in mind, I agree to 500 pieces of salt for two loads. ”

When Director Song Shida was about to jump up, Li Si's heart was tight, and something was about to happen. Li Si thought to himself, barbarians are barbarians, where does the strange talk come from? It's been so many years, but I haven't noticed that this president has such a strange idea. It's human nature to beat him, let alone this rich boy who is so young.

But he saw that the boy actually stretched out his thumb and said two sentences, the first sentence was incomprehensible, and the latter sentence was actually agreed.

Li Si secretly screamed, it was really unreasonable! He began to think about how to do some business with this noble brother surnamed Song, it seems that this person is really unbearable, hum......

Wang San kept paying attention to Li Si's expression, and when the two of them looked at each other, they both understood each other's thoughts.

The bamboo utensils of the Suozi people are just some bamboo stools, bamboo stools, bamboo tables, and put them in another shijie, and no one looks at them. But at this point they can be really useful.

After reading it, Director Song Shida said to the president of Fangsuoziren: "I still have white rice as white as jade here, all good rice, delicious dried fish, and countless silver taels. You can subcontract the work you can't do to other villages, aren't you the president? Probably better than our village chief, right? You can also charge a management fee from this...... Do you understand? ”

The president shook his head.

Seeing Director Song Shida looking at himself, Li Si turned his hand again and said, "The little one understands, this is called living water money." After Li Si finished speaking, he said a few more words to the president, and the president shook his head and replied.

The president said, "We have been here for generations, and we will not harm this place unless we have to...... Cutting too much bamboo just for salt and other things will make the mountain god angry. With that, he looked with sad eyes at the woods around him that had been devastated by the crowd.

Oh, resentment! Director Song Shida decided to ignore these for now, and when he was about to continue to brainwash the president with excellent primitive tribal cultural thoughts, Li Si spoke.

Li Si hurriedly said: "The little one can fully understand the words of the prince, and the little one is willing to obey your arrangement." ”

Wang San also stepped forward and arched his hand: "The little ones are also willing!" ”

"Look, only people of the same clan can have such understanding, such vision." Song Shida's eyes were blazing, and he thought with a smile on his face, "We also have a leading party in our estuary base...... Let the president of the Suozi people die poor, and continue to maintain the advanced nature of the primitive tribal culture! ”

"Good! History will prove that Li Si and Wang San, in the future, you will be proud of your choice. ”

“……”

Wang San still has to leave in a hurry, he can't rest assured that his family in the Chichi area is not at ease.

Director Song Shida said casually: "Being our temporary worker, this little thing, the company helped." ”

After he finished speaking, he called Qi Guosheng to send a telegram to Relan Sha City, and asked him to check how the Wang family in the Chichi region was, and now he had taken over the affairs of the Chichi region.

Wang San and Li Si looked at each other, is this okay?

Director Song Shida smiled and said, "Don't worry, two hours, no, after an hour, everything will be known." We'll sign the contract, and we'll do it in a way that you can understand – it doesn't matter if you don't, there's no need for a notary public. Now the first job is for you, you took a bath, changed your clothes, and haven't taken a shower for a few months, right? Then go to ......"

After watching the video of the two Mingren, Fan Weiye turned off in disappointment. This is our ancestor? They are flattering, and they are all obscene. I couldn't understand what they were saying, but I had eyes to see.

What kind of president is short, you can speak with a plain look, but look at those two Mingren, this is what a traitor looks like!

"Can't get used to it?" Jiang Xue kept licking the lollipop next to her and said, her little pink tongue was very dexterous, "Just because you couldn't get used to seeing your team leader spray you, you quit your job, right?" ”

"yes, what will he do? It's just that a graduate of a technical school, he doesn't even understand that the diesel engine weishenme will knock the cylinder...... Am I talking too much to you, can you understand? ”

"I don't understand." Jiang Xue flipped the lollipop, licked it again, and replied neatly, "I only know that you asked someone to open it, and asked a team leader who graduated from a technical school to open you, a third-rate college graduate, although you made up the exam eight times." ”

"How can you be a psychology expert like this, the way you lick a lollipop is disgusting!"

"Well, I know it's disgusting, I'm just experiencing that there are children who keep their mouths to understand shijie all the time, and it's hard to change the mental structure." Jiang Xue nodded heavily, and then said, "For example, men smoke, women eat snacks, and the key is that you finally don't mention otaku-like sexual fantasies." ”

"What's the catch?"

"There's a lack of love. For example, otaku, family and society do not provide them with space for care and development, they will naturally avoid or converge, while the relevant departments are guiding them to the Internet problem. ”

"Yes, when they first introduced it, they didn't expect it to have such an effect, it was more influential than CCTV, and then they regretted it, it was too late-"

Jiang Xue smiled again in her heart, an otaku can still maintain independent thinking, which is rare, but the key is that he is only an example, and the argumentation is not strong.

"I'm leaving." Jiang Xue said with a lollipop in her mouth.

"Yes, the medical center in the city of Geranza has been built. You go to your mother's. ”

"What are you giving me?"

Fan Weiye thought about it and said: "You are here, no matter in the wind or rain, I will pick you up." If you're gone, I won't pay attention. ”

"Not good, dialogue from my mother's time. You'd better play "To Alice" for me! ”

"Will you go back to sleep after pulling it again?"

"yes, definitely."

Fan Weiye picked up the violin that his father bought for him from the violin case next to the table, and carefully tuned the tone. Jiang Xue's heart beat happily, he was serious, and he was by no means what he was forced to look like before!

Fan Weiye calmed down for a moment and put himself on his shoulder.

Soothing music played. When ten consecutive E tones were constantly pushed to climax under Fan Weiye's fingers, Jiang Xue was intoxicated.

Good men are cultivated, and they are by no means yujian's!

Jiang Xue thought of her mother's feelings, it really made sense, if she hadn't forced him to play on the violin, who knew that the violin would be more flavorful than the piano!

"Is this music renamed "To Jiang Xue"?"

"Do you think the name change sounds good? Ahh ”

"It's not good. But I decided to change the name. My mom and your dad will definitely agree, and history will respect the time-travelers. ”

"Weishenme is they going to agree?"

"Because they love us the most."

"Okay, I agreed, now can you get off me? I'm a man! ”

Jiang Xue's face turned a rare red, she let go of Fan Weiye, who was pressing under her, and said, "We are all children, and any boy who is not bullied by a girl in elementary school is not a complete life." ”

"Tomorrow you go, don't come to wake me up!"

"Just come. I'm going to have to let you watch me go. ”

"Oh, how annoying you are!"

Knock softly on the door. Fan Weiye's father, Captain Fan, came in.

Jiang Xue said very politely: "Uncle Fan, Fan Weiye's violin played very well just now. ”

"Oh, really? He hadn't touched the violin for years - thankfully I did—"

"Brother Weiye, you see how good Uncle Fan is!"

"Okay-" Fan Weiye suddenly became unhappy again.

Captain Fan said as if unintentionally: "After the Ziyun unloads a batch of goods from Zuihou, soon Weiye will also go to Relan Sha City!" ”

"Really! Didn't you say to stay at the bayou base? Jiang Xue was really happy.

Captain Fan saw his son Fan Weiye pretending not to care. In fact, his ears stood up, so he said happily: "Jihua has changed a lot, you can check it yourself." ”

"Who wants to check?"

Fan Weiye used such a sentence to send his father back to his work.

Jiang Xue sighed in her heart, it was too early to make up her mind, and it was not easy for children to reconstruct their minds.

Thanks to the book friend Da Yezhongye, the free flying bird, the smiling snow wolf, and the Meilezhi tips, I will write down carefully.

I hope to get a big reward from other book friends.