The slow pace of the small city is actually just a beautiful illusion, the pace of time never stops, two or three months have passed like this, and Bufan has completely become a marginal person in the Qingshui Yamen of the Water Conservancy Bureau.

Of course, things gather people in groups, and marginal people also have a circle of marginal people, and there are several technicians in the department of the Water Conservancy Bureau who have a close relationship with him, and there are also a few young boys in the hydrological survey team who obey him.

In the middle of December, when the snow was falling, five or six marginal people got together, got two roasted whole sheep, and chatted and farted when they had nothing to do, and talked about the economic downturn in the south for many years, and some people mentioned the woolen mill and gear factory that were once thriving.

A guy named Bagen of the Water Ripple Team muttered: "What kind of woolen mill gear factory, the corrupt officials of the dog days have bankrupted the factory and walked away, and they will still be officials in another place, these years, is this kind of thing still rare? We are just ordinary people, and we are not from the Commission for Discipline Inspection, what's the use of saying that?"

Zhang Jianguo, who was rummaging around with the roasted whole sheep, scolded and continued: "As the saying goes, if you govern a big country like a small one! A country is so big, there are always black sheep, and it is so easy for you to be the boss and want to do things? Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand! Complaining can only be treated as fart!"

Zhang Jianguo is in his forties and is a veteran technician of the Water Conservancy Bureau, but he is also unpopular because of his straight temper.

Because they both knew each other, Bagen was not angry, and retorted angrily: "Lao Zhang, you seem to be the mayor...... Why is it not easy for the big heads above to do things? If you want to clean up corrupt officials, why don't you just say a word?"

"Give me all the plates, the meat is ready!" Zhang Jianguo didn't bother to answer this kind of question, stopped shaking the handle worn on the roasted whole sheep, picked up a leg fork and began to peel the meat from above.

As he spoke, the whole sheep on the grill on the other side was almost the same, a three-meter-long low table was flattened, and Bu Fan and a few people who were waiting to eat on the side were also busy, and the plates were handed over to the plates, the wine was poured and the dishes were also put on the table.

The place where they met was originally a vacant old warehouse of the local waterworks, covering an area of hundreds of square meters, and the highest part of the roof was even 20 meters smaller.

A few people sat cross-legged around the table on the carpet - this is the case in many cities close to the pastoral areas, and no one cares about any nationality or anything like that.

Several wine jars were brought up, the lid of the altar was lifted, and each of them poured a large bowl, and there was no need to play any tricks such as fist fighting and drinking orders between several people, one person poured two mouthfuls, and each took a leg fork to insert meat in the plate to eat.

"Tsk!" Lakshen, who was sitting next to Bufan, was the first to drink all the wine in the bowl, pulled the wine jar next to him and sighed while pouring wine for himself: "In the past two years, the bottled wine in the mall has not been able to drink, it is all mixed with chemical additives! Hey, it is not as good as the small cellar of private brewing in this village, not to mention the mellow aroma, it is not on the top!"

Among the people, the most fierce drinker is this Lakshen, whose figure is the same as his name, and he is even more burly and stout than Bufan, but because of drinking a lot and exercising methods, this Mongolian man has a big belly.

"Hmm......" Bagen swallowed the mutton in his mouth before he said loudly: "I found this wine in the village over there in Keqi, and the master of winemaking occasionally brews a set of horse poles, if you happen to be able to buy it when you go back, that is enjoyable!"

"Hey, Brother Bagan, if you really want to meet a horse pole, you must buy a few more jars, otherwise you won't have enough to drink!"

The horse pole mentioned here is not the kind of equipment used to train horses, but the local wine name of Baima, which has a spicy and mellow taste, and was once a must-have banquet in the tents of Mongolian people in pastoral areas.

Bufan reached out and gently patted Lakshin's big belly twice, and said: "Lakshen, your belly can be controlled, now it looks like you are five or six months pregnant, stay until next year, I'm afraid no one will believe that you are the best fighter!"

"Haha......" and "Hey......" The laughter of several people converged into a ball.

Lakshin's face was like a red cloth, but he said stiffly: "What are you afraid of, as long as your hands and feet are still flexible, the greater your weight, the greater the advantage of Bok, haven't you seen a sumo wrestler on Wajima?

"Ouch...... Laughing makes my stomach hurt!" Zhang Jianguo deliberately covered his stomach and pretended to be fake, "Bu Fan said it well! Lakshen, don't listen to you, if you continue to develop like this, you don't have to participate in any Bock competitions, no one can beat you!"

"Why?" the wine surged a little, and Rakshen snorted in a daze.

Zhang Jianguo smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth, and replied directly: "Because the person who competed with you, you didn't know if you fell or not......

This was said a little twisted, several people glared at each other, and suddenly pondered, "Hahahaha......" suddenly laughed more lively than just now.

It's the same size as the fat horizontally and vertically, but there's no way to know if it's down......

After three rounds of wine, the dishes are ...... After most of the roasted lamb legs, the laughter stopped, Zhang Jianguo straightened his face, and asked Bu Fan across the table: "Bu Fan, my brother knows that you are not an ordinary person, at least you can't make a living in the agency...... Today, in front of a few brothers, tell me, what do you want to do when you come back?"

"I......" Bufan pondered, his heart was full of thoughts, but he didn't know where to start for a while.

When he hesitated, Zhang Jianguo said again: "You Brother Zhang, you know what kind of temper I have, don't blame me for talking too much...... Bufan, you, a doctor who came back from studying abroad, must have the ability, from the moment you first entered the unit, you didn't even invite a leader, I knew that you didn't plan to stay in the unit for a long time, what's the matter, is my brother right?"

"Brother is not bad at all!" gave a thumbs up, and Bu Fan responded cheerfully: "I didn't think about hiding it from my brother, I wanted to accompany my parents when I came back, and by the way, I wanted to do something in China, but I haven't thought about what to do for the time being...... You know, I've been abroad for ten years, and I've only come back twice, and I came back some time ago, and if someone hadn't picked me up, I wouldn't have been able to find my home!"

"I'll just say it......" Zhang Jianguo slapped his thigh and cheered excitedly.

Counting Bu Fan, there were a total of five people present, and one Liu Qi, who had never spoken much, spoke, "It's a pity that Bu Fan, you don't study animal husbandry, the grassland in the north has been very desertified in the past two years, if you can cultivate drought-resistant forage seeds...... Hey, that's the good thing to make a fortune!"

This Liu Qi is also a researcher at the Water Conservancy Bureau.

Bu Fan's eyes rolled and he muttered, "Seeds...... This is not necessarily impossible, but you need to ask more, Prussia's animal husbandry is still good, but, Brother Liu, you are right, I am not studying animal husbandry after all, and operating this kind of thing is at most a second-way dealer intermediary, not a long-term solution......"

"Well, it's the ...... of this reason" Compared with Zhang Jianguo, Liu Qi is not so admitted, and he can make him say a few words that silence is golden, and it is still the credit of the wine.

On the side, Zhang Jianguo interjected and spoke, "What Da Liu said is signed, how can it be obtained by ordinary people? The cultivation cycle of any kind of seed is based on years, and the three things of time, energy, and capital will not be small, and those who can play that are not multinational corporations or consortia with government backgrounds." Bufan, if you want to do it, it's okay to thread the needle in the middle, but don't expect to see profits!"

Bu Fan was stunned for a moment, and then nodded in response, "Brother has a point, I can't see it, my brother is hiding the true scriptures!"

"Haha!" Zhang Jianguo is really a character who sees everything, laughed proudly twice, and said in general to show off himself: "Lao Zhang, I also went out to see the world back then, but I really can't stand the flies and dogs every day, if you learn from Wang Yaoxiang, it is not a problem to be the director of the Forestry Department!"

Wang Yaoxiang is the head of the Water Conservancy Bureau, and although the few civil servants here are subordinate to the Water Conservancy Bureau, none of them can afford to look down on their top bosses.

"Let's talk and get together, what are you doing with that person surnamed Wang?" Bu Fan waved his hand, rejecting this kind of topic of talking about people behind the scenes, and asked instead: "I want to get a place and set up a private research institute first." Brother Zhang, do you have a good introduction?"

"Private research institute, Bufan, how big of a place do you want?" Zhang Jianguo asked casually.

The topic was a bit interesting, and several people turned their eyes to it.

Pulling a wet towel to wipe his mouth, Bu Fan said calmly: "At least a dozen acres of land, it is best to go bankrupt in an old-fashioned factory, not close to the city, it doesn't matter if it is a little farther away, brother, I can still save some money, the equipment that the institute needs to buy is not cheap." ”

"Bankrupt old-fashioned factory?" Zhang Jianguo frowned, "What are you doing with that effort?" The old factory building must not be used directly, you have to renovate, the site must be releveled, and it costs a lot, it is better to go to the development zone planned in the city, rent a piece of land at will, and all seven links and one level will be done for you......"

Bufan replied: "No, brother, I want to buy a piece of land, not to rent, I don't want to go to the development zone, I just don't want to have some brains to bother me every day." Moreover, most of the old factories in Baima City were built in the fifties and sixties of the last century, and they are stronger than the bunkers!

Researcher Liu Qi nodded and interjected: "This is true, the kind of steel-concrete structure in the development zone is a thin layer of frame, which is not soundproof at all, and a truck outside is like an earthquake, and if you don't turn on the heating in this winter, you can freeze people half to death...... Hey, a little bit of money is fed to the tiger!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Jianguo no longer continued to recommend the development zone, obviously what Liu Qi said was right.

Of the five people present, Bagen was the youngest, but he was the most flexible, he looked around and found that everyone was thinking, he tentatively asked Bufan: "Brother Bu, the area you want is only a dozen acres, I'm afraid it's a little small, in the past, any old factory didn't cover an area of hundreds of acres? You don't want to buy a few old workshops, right?"

Bu Fan raised his eyes and looked at it, and said directly: "Bagen, you are not a few years younger than me, we brothers don't need to go around in circles, just say what you want to say!"

Bagan scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "I just said that the factory was closed...... Our special gear factory in Baima, do you know Brother Bu?"

"You know, isn't it the original one in the north of the city? The factory is bankrupt, I heard that the entire original factory area has to be replanned, there should be arrangements in the city, and the gear factory area is very large, it is impossible to disassemble and sell it, right?" Bufan's father is an industrial person, and he has recently talked about related things at home, so he knows a little about this.

"No, no, it's not the ...... north of the city" Bagen shook his head like a bald head again and again, and a pair of slender eyes were shining, "Out of the city, about seven or eight kilometers northwest, well, it's to go to the side of the road in Huri, called Red Rock Beach, there is originally an ore research institute of a gear factory......"

"Wait, you mean the 108th Regiment of the Red Pebble Beach Artillery is on the side of the national highway in Huri?"

"That's right, the station of the 108th Regiment has already been moved!" Bagen pouted and continued: "The original ore research institute of the gear factory is there, covering an area of about ...... More than 200 acres, there are three old buildings in it, all of which were built with the help of Maozi!"

During this conversation between the two, everyone else came to their senses, and Zhang Jianguo even said loudly: "Bagen's proposal is good! Bufan, my brother doesn't know how much money you have, if you have enough, it is definitely worth buying that old research institute!"

Well, Bouvan was completely moved.