"Grandma, uncle, I am now an employee of the county canning factory, and the factory is ready to purchase a large number of hawthorn and winter pears, mainly for canning. I don't know if the people in our village are willing to sell things to our factory? Chu Yulan didn't tell the truth, she was too young, and it was not good to tell the truth.

"This, I have to discuss it with Brother Da Zhuang and the Ninth Master!" Wu Jianhua and his village, most of them are surnamed Dong, and some of them are surnamed Wu, and the person with the highest family rank speaks more effectively than the official master.

"Nizi, you tell grandma, how much can you want in the factory?" Dong Huiling stretched out her hand to stop her youngest son who was going out to shout, and pulled Chu Yulan to ask carefully, she didn't want to make the big guys happy.

"How much is planted in the village, how much is collected in the factory, not a penny will be given, grandma, don't worry, no matter what you say, I can't let you be ashamed of the villagers!" Chu Yulan said with a smile, she had already thought about it, the production equipment had to be added, and the production raw materials had to be purchased, and she could always think of a way.

"Okay, good, Dajian, go and call someone!" Only then did Dong Huiling let go of her hand, and Wu Jianhua got her mother's permission and ran out to call someone.

"Grandma, the future will be better and better, as long as the grain is enough to eat, the excess vacant land is planted with hawthorn, pears, yellow peaches, as long as it is planted, our factory will send people to collect, how much to harvest." Chu Yulan's biggest problem now is that there is not enough manpower, not that there is no one, but there are no people who can use it.

If everything is waiting for her to deal with everything, everything needs to be done by herself, even if she has Zhuge Liang's talent in heaven and earth, she will be tired to death.

"That's a good feeling, hey, our village is in the mountains, the draft is inconvenient, there is not even a running water, and it is inconvenient to use electricity, so far there is no wire." Dong Huiling is also a little sad when she talks about these feelings, her youngest son is thirty years old, he used to be poor, he has never married a daughter-in-law, and now he is even more hopeless.

In the village, everyone who is a yellow flower girl wants to marry under the hill, Jiangjia Town has flat terrain, convenient transportation, every household has electricity, every household has water, and you can get on the car when you go out, which is really convenient.

Unlike Daliushu Village, you need to walk an hour later to get down the hill and see the road, and where there is a road, there will be cars.

In the past, Chu Yulan especially didn't like to go to her grandmother's house, because it was too far away, the mountain road was difficult to walk, and she had been climbing the mountain, even if there was a tricycle later, it would break people's bones when she sat on it.

After a while, Dong Dazhuang and Jiu Ye came, and there were many people in the village who listened to the letter and came to see the excitement, and the three people in the car saw that there were many people, so they all got out of the car and walked over, standing silently behind Chu Yulan.

Things went very smoothly, Dong Dazhuang was originally worried about such a big matter, Chu Yulan couldn't be the master, and when he looked at the three people behind him, he knew that it was unnecessary to worry.

Wei Taiquan knew that the villagers were simple, and it might not be useful for young people to go, and the rest of the matter was basically discussed by him in Dong Dazhuang.

When Dong Dazhuang saw Wei Taiquan, he understood in his heart that he regarded Chu Yulan as an introducer, and he didn't think she was any different at all.

Only Dong Jiuye used his cloudy eyes to glance at Chu Yulan strangely, especially Wei Taiquan, who quietly observed the expression on her face at every critical moment.

There are also Gao Guoping and Gao Guoqiang behind them, these two people are holding a shelf at a glance, like a door god, behind the girl, which is weird.

Dong Jiuye knocked the cigarette pouch pot hard, and said to Dong Dazhuang, who was grinding, "Just do it, you go back and prepare, get a table of noodles, and let the people in the city eat a bite of the food in our big willow village." ”