177 Rural Poverty Alleviation
"No money?"
The third uncle silently recited these two words, naturally trying his best to hide them, but from his blank expression, it could still be seen that he was very unfamiliar with these two words. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Or to put it another way, in the past years of the third uncle, the concept of money has never occupied a very important position in his heart.
"The young man in our village wants to marry, and he is not a high-ranking family, does he have to have a lot of money?" The third uncle was still a little difficult to accept such a fact for a while.
"Third uncle, the current atmosphere is like this, we haven't communicated with the outside world for too long, and we can't keep up with the changes in the world." Although it is sad to say, Xiong Shun still has to fully explain the cruel actual situation to the third uncle.
When the third uncle heard this, he was stunned for a long time.
For an old man, such a value impact is still a little difficult to accept for a while.
The life of the third uncle is a proud life. He was proud of being a member of the Xiong family, although because Zu Xun could only live in seclusion in the mountains, not have too much contact with the outside world, and was not allowed to reveal his secret skills in front of mortals, but from the bottom of his heart, the people in the village still lived better than the people in the world.
Now it is a bit embarrassing for this old man to suddenly face this situation.
The third uncle thought about it for a long time, and wanted to argue several times to maintain the pride of the village in his heart. But looking at Xiong Shun's sad face, he understood that the truth was so cruel.
In the end, the third uncle seemed to be out of breath, and the whole person's spirit was much worse, and he said to Xiong Shun with some hesitation:
"Even if you ask for money, the things in the village are so rich, you can always exchange a lot of money for selling them."
When he spoke, the third uncle's confidence was not enough. In fact, through Xiong Shun's performance, he could already guess what was going on, but in the end, it was still a little difficult to accept, and he had a trace of luck in his heart.
Xiong Shun saw the third uncle's trance-like appearance, and he was also a little unbearable, so he could only try to be tactful:
"Third uncle, you're right, the products in our village are indeed rich, except for our own food and clothing, there is still a lot left.
But third uncle, you also know that there are some things that cannot be leaked out because of ancestral training. ā
The pigs, silk, and honey produced in the village are all full of spirituality, and the quality far exceeds the high-end products on the market.
But it's such a good thing, but you can't take it out and sell it.
The secret art of the three families cannot be known to too many mortals in the Central Plains, which is mentioned in the first article of the ancestral teachings.
Otherwise, if you inadvertently trigger the evil qi in the withered spiritual veins of the Central Plains, it is a trivial matter for the people of that village to lose the secret method, and a negligence may suffer like the former Long family.
"Third uncle, the current source of income in our village is mainly to pick up some defective products of the lowest quality and sell them in exchange. Those defective products are not much different from the things of the world, and they do not make people find them strange. But although this is not easy to be suspected, the income is too small after all. ā
"Is there no other way?" The third uncle's stubbornness has gradually disappeared.
"Difficult." Xiong Shun smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The things we sell can't be too many and too good, otherwise it will make mortals in the world notice our village, and once many people guess our secret technique, it will not be far from disaster."
Over the years, our village has not taken these money-making things to heart, and now I want to start for a while, but I really can't find a clue.
In the first two years, the county government sent people to do road repair and poverty alleviation work, which was actually the best opportunity for our village at that time.
But as soon as the leaders of the county arrived at the gate of the village, they were kicked away by the third uncle, you and a group of hairy boys, who would dare to come again! ā
In the end, Xiong Shun couldn't help but complain to the third uncle.
If you want to get rich, you need to build roads first, and there is some truth after all.
The dilemma faced by the village now is that the products sold are not of high quality, and because of the remote location and inconvenient transportation, the cost of selling is increased, and other sources of funds are cut off.
After listening to Xiong Shun's words, the third uncle's face was very ugly.
"But Uncle San, now the opportunity has finally come!" Seeing that the third uncle's relationship was finally in the right position, Xiong Shun hurriedly mentioned the key point.
"You mean, those foreigners who are coming this time?!" The third uncle naturally understood what Xiong Shun meant.
"Yes, third uncle, these foreigners are the key to our village's prosperity!" Xiong Shun came to his senses when he mentioned this, and his eyes were a lot clearer: "Third uncle, you don't know, these foreigners that Xiao Liuzi contacted this time are not mortals, and in their realm, their identities are similar to ours." Unlike us, they are not restricted by the evil qi of the spiritual veins, and they can contact mortals at will without fear of being seen through their identities.
As long as we sell things to them, and the things reach the realm of foreigners, and are sold to mortals through their hands, then we will not be suspected by mortals, and we will not be eroded by the evil qi of the withered spiritual vein! ā
Xiong Shun gave out his plan in its entirety and put it in front of the third uncle at once, hoping to break through his mental defense line and get this stubborn old man to support his plan.
"The person brought by Xiao Liuzi? It's the little sixth son of your brother's family who has to go to the world to study?! In the third uncle's mind, he vaguely remembered a naughty figure.
"Yes, that's him." Xiao Liuzi is indeed a special and eye-catching young man in this simple village. Although he has no status, most of the people in the village are familiar with him.
"Are you sure it will happen?" Although he was reluctant in his heart, the third uncle had begun to gradually soften.
"It can be done, it must be done, it must be done!" Xiong Shun said firmly.
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"Oh, it's so boring, why are there only a few of us~" Lao Wu reclined on the wooden chair, looking paralyzed, too lazy to die.
"I don't know, Li Youjia won't give me a fake address......" After waiting for a long time, I didn't see the figure of those mythical races, and An Ran couldn't help but be a little suspicious.
"It shouldn't be ......" Shang Yi was careful and realized the truth of the matter: "When we flew here, I deliberately observed that this village is located in a remote area, surrounded by mountains, not to mention that there is no road that has been opened. It's not too difficult for the mythical race to walk this way, but it's not as easy as flying over us, so it's reasonable to be late. ā
"So we're just waiting?" Lao Wu looked like he couldn't bear the loneliness.
"Just wait, wait, being idle is the greatest happiness~" An Ran, who had not yet come out of the shadow of Eve's forced marriage, sighed sincerely.
But at this moment, as if to break Enron's words, a familiar sense of crisis poured out from the bottom of Enron's heart.
He hurriedly glanced at it with his super eyesight, and sure enough, two figures were rushing towards him.
In the blink of an eye, the wind blew in the room, blowing all the teacups, tables and chairs.
Looking up again, two middle-aged and elderly people in casual clothes were already standing in the room with excited faces.
"Mom and Dad, how did you find this?!" An Ran was shocked, and a bad premonition came to his heart.
"Of course our little Eve told us!" The second elder smiled: "I heard her say that you finally decided to marry her?" ā
"This, in fact, ......" An Ran grinned for a while, thinking about how to explain the prevarication, but the second elder obviously didn't want to give him this opportunity.
An Ran's father stepped forward and happily patted An Ran's shoulder, smashing the chair under An Ran's buttocks:
"Great! You're finally enlightened! Your mother and I have been looking forward to it for so many years, and we are finally going to be grandparents!! ā