The most fragrant is a dry rooster.

This is true.

Eight lean roosters were taken from each family in Zhangjiaao, slaughtered and offal, burned off the fluff and washed with fire, chopped into small pieces, took dried chili peppers, ginger garlic, Sichuan peppercorns and a few spices, and fried them together until golden brown, plus the same fried golden potato sticks, tofu cubes and broccoli grown in the vegetable field, and sprinkled with green onions.

A large iron pot dry pot chicken is out of the pot, is divided into small clay pots, and served on the table.

Wang Mingyuan fried the mushrooms again, and also took a few fresh vegetables from the ground and fried side dishes.

At this time, everyone in Zhangjiaao gathered at the Zhiqing Point and helped set up eight tables.

The oily and golden, fragrant and attractive dry pot chicken has naturally become the most eye-catching of several side dishes.

Different from the fat and nourishing old hen meat, dry rooster is just a fragrant word, which belongs to the kind that the more you eat, the more flavorful it is.

This is the staff of the newspaper, which will be of great use to Wang Mingyuan, so he is also a hospitality.

By the way, let the people of Zhangjiaao also have a good meal.

The people of Zhangjiaao were very enthusiastic, and several newspaper staff members were smiling happily.

Even if they have a stable job, they don't necessarily dare to eat like this, this is a rare opportunity, and it is still so authentic and delicious.

Unlike them, Kong Xiangming was worried about the fried mushrooms that were placed in front of him.

As soon as he saw this thing, his heart trembled, and he wanted to eat it, but he didn't dare to move.

Thinking about Wang Mingyuan's attitude today, the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, and he didn't even dare to make a quick meal with other dishes.

I watched the chicken, mushrooms, and other side dishes in front of me being eaten cleanly by several subordinates and newspaper staff.

After finding out that they didn't have a, I regretted it.

The last time he was poisoned, he had already had a psychological shadow.

After the cadres were full, Wang Mingyuan quickly asked Han Xiaoling to boil water and make tea for several newspaper staff.

After a short rest, Kong Xiangming, who only wanted to hurry to finish the matter and return, urged Wang Mingyuan to go to the farm.

I can't hide from it.

Wang Mingyuan didn't ink, beckoned Zhangjiaao and his people to get into the truck, drove in front of the way, and went straight to the farm.

These newspaper workers, who had never seen much of the scene in the primeval forest, poked their heads out of the car window and looked out, chattering, like a group of curious babies.

When they arrived at the farm, they got out of the car one by one, stood on the edge of the sinkhole, and looked down, all of them were stunned.

On the farm, there are golden Ganoderma lucidum everywhere, like gold all over the ground.

In fact, they also know that the price of these lingzhi is high at this time, and it is said that it is paved with gold, although there are exaggerated ingredients, but it cannot be said to be outrageous.

"I've got a name in mind: a small farm, full of gold. It's really an eye-opener. No one could have imagined that there was such a dazzling existence hidden in such a primeval forest, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a treasure. ”

The reporter in charge was writing with a brush, looking very excited.

There are also staff, holding camera equipment, and begin to condescendingly photograph this rare beauty.

At this time, Zhang Shouzhong left the group of people and entered the farm first.

After Wang Mingyuan whispered to him for a while, he had been busy doing one thing, and at this time, only the left-behind personnel of the farm and Liu Li and others patrolling the border station.

After entering the farm, under Wang Mingyuan's introduction, he found that not only the red lingzhi was everywhere, but even those trees and stone slabs were covered with black knotweeds that were more expensive than red lingzhi, and they were even more stunned.

In everyone's eyes, it's money all over the place.

As the director of the farm, Wang Mingyuan has the responsibility to lead a group of people to visit the farm and tell about the planting process of these crops.

When it was said that the cultivation of Ganoderma lucidum was made by itself, even the reporters were surprised.

When they came, when they knew what the main crops were planted on the farm, they had already looked up the information in advance, and they knew that now, whether it is Ganoderma lucidum or black knotweed, they are in the initial stage of research.

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And Wang Mingyuan's farm, the cultivation of these two kinds can be said to be very successful and large-scale.

This is no small result.

Wang Mingyuan immediately became the focus of a group of people, but Kong Xiangming, the biggest person, was ignored, and led a few volunteers to follow behind the newspaper staff, watching them ask questions about Wang Mingyuan.

Wang Mingyuan also has questions to answer,

There's nothing to hide.

Although the research of red Ganoderma lucidum and black knotweed is in its infancy, in fact, this is not a high-tech technology, and he never dared to underestimate the power of the country and the people.

It won't be long before all of these things are published and in just a few years, they will be on a scale.

Since the newspaper asked, he unceremoniously took the credit to himself and Zhang Jiaao and his colleagues.

If you don't take it over, will you give it to Kong Xiangming for nothing?

This made Kong Xiangming, who was following behind, the more he listened to it, the more it was not a taste.

Take a tour around the farm and end up next to the hot spring pool.

So, the white elephant raised inside. The goat, the peacock and the two tiger cubs also became the focus of attention.

In their eyes, everything is new and worth reporting.

This small farm has given them too many surprises.

Taking advantage of the interview, some people already felt that their thoughts were springing up, and they began to write the report materials with a brush.

When the interview is over, the manuscript will be completed.

It's just that Wang Mingyuan took the manuscript and glanced at it casually, then returned the manuscript and said with a smile: "You can't do this manuscript!" ”

"What's wrong?"

The man frowned slightly, he didn't expect that the manuscript he wrote with a wave would be rejected so easily by Wang Mingyuan.

"There is a problem at the beginning!" Wang Mingyuan said with a smile.

"Opening ......"

If you can work in a newspaper, there is naturally no problem with culture.

Now that he was questioned, the reporter's brows furrowed.

Several other staff members came over and thought it was very good after reading it, but they didn't know why Wang Mingyuan said that. Now, they finally remembered Kong Xiangming.

This is the director of the Mingcheng Agricultural Reclamation Bureau, the initiator of this interview and report, whether it will work or not, he has to look at it.

So, the manuscript was finally delivered to Kong Xiangming.

He looked at it carefully, nodded and said, "It's well written, just report it like this." ”

Kong Xiangming was of course satisfied. The manuscript mentions the Mingcheng Agricultural Reclamation Bureau not many times, but it has really branded the farm with the Mingcheng Agricultural Reclamation Bureau.

As soon as the report comes out and this farm is mentioned, everyone knows that it is from the Bureau of Reclamation.

What he wants is this brand, and with this brand, things will be easy to do.

Therefore, although he was ignored along the way, he never broke out, and even his subordinate staff wanted to speak, but he stopped him in time, so he kept holding back.

Wang Mingyuan now, the last thing he wants to see is this brand.

The director of the Mingcheng Agricultural Reclamation Bureau said that there was no problem, but the director of this small farm said no, and the eyes of the cadres immediately focused on Wang Mingyuan.

"Reporting has always been about truthfulness, not storytelling, right?" Wang Mingyuan glanced at the staff of the Ganmingcheng Evening News and said with a smile.

"Yes......" The reporter frowned and asked, "I don't know what the problem with the manuscript is, please advise." ”

"The problem is that this farm does not belong to the Mingcheng Agricultural Reclamation Bureau."

Wang Mingyuan smiled, turned his head to look at Kong Xiangming, and then said: "This farm is a farm built under the name of the Agricultural Reclamation Bureau with the support of the Ministry of Armed Forces and the troops. Strictly speaking, this is a farm built by 13 families in Zhangjiaao and I, using the method of co-production contracting.

Yun Province has not yet carried out co-production contracting, but there are other places, and it has begun to be promoted, and the results are remarkable.

Our farm is the first in Yun Province.

As an attempt, the matter was not made public, and in order to carry out the work better, there was a name.

At this point, you can ask Zhou Jianjun, former director of the Mingcheng Agricultural Reclamation Bureau, Long Yaowu, minister of the Mangxian Armed Forces Department, and Wu Chaoyang, instructor of the army. They all know it.

The reason why they have their support is because these people in Zhangjiaao are still responsible for patrolling the border.

Therefore, this draft does not correspond to the facts.

And it really has nothing to do with the Mingcheng Agricultural Reclamation Bureau.

I think you still need to have a more detailed understanding, for example, you should go to the border patrol point to have a good look, and Minister Long Yaowu and Instructor Wu Chaoyang should go to interview. Our original intention is to guard the border while completing the task of handing over to the state and the collective, and at the same time to make everyone's life rich, which should be right. ”

There is even an insider!

They all looked at each other.

It's not that simple.

But it's clearly some promising news.

In particular, the so-called joint production contracting, the division of fields to households, is now the time to make a fuss.

Things are getting more and more interesting.

The eyes of the newspaper staff lit up.

The reporter tore up the manuscript without even thinking about it.

The rest of the materials are recorded in small books, and the manuscript is also destined to be rewritten, and it is useless to keep it. Even if you want to use it, you will put it in your head.

Seeing this scene, Kong Xiangming's face finally changed.

"Xiao Wang, there is a problem with what you say, why does this Mingyuan Farm have nothing to do with the Agricultural Reclamation Bureau, it doesn't matter if it will provide you with financial support, support such as cars?" Kong Xiangming smiled, but a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

Wang Mingyuan was also direct, and took out the 20,000 yuan passbook of the Mingcheng Agricultural Reclamation Bureau and raised it: "20,000 yuan...... Although the farm is small, what is 20,000 yuan enough for? It happened to be untouched, and now it's back to you, it should be too late. As for the car, it can't, because there are also the armed forces and troops who provide support. ”

"What do you mean?" The smile on Kong Xiangming's face disappeared all of a sudden.

Involving the armed forces and troops, this matter is not something that he, the director of the Mingcheng Agricultural Reclamation Bureau, can directly conclude.

"It's not interesting, I've already said it above. The goal is simple. Moreover, in this way, our task is more onerous, and it is not easy to ensure the self-sufficiency of the state and the collective, and to complete the task of patrolling the borders, and I also believe that this is because the Ministry of Armed Forces and the troops support us, and we are trying to make our own contributions. Wang Mingyuan did not flinch in the slightest.

"But you are using the land of Yun Province. Without the permission of the Bureau of Reclamation, I am afraid it will be difficult for you to carry out this matter? ”

"Land has always been state-owned, when will it become the final say of the Mingcheng Agricultural Reclamation Bureau? Land Resources Management Bureau, what is that for? Director Kong, with your idea of attacking our small farm here, it is better to manage the farms that have been built up by the Bureau of Reclamation over the years, if I am not mistaken, many farms should be about to run out of business.

Those places are no worse than a pit in the forest. With this energy, it will be more meaningful to develop those farms well. ”

Wang Mingyuan also pulled down his face directly.

In front of a bunch of newspaper staff, talking with Kong Xiangming, the smell of gunpowder became heavier and heavier.

All of them opened their eyes wide.

There are even more people who quickly write and draw with pen and paper.

Kong Xiangming laughed at this time: "You want to take this small farm out of the management of the Mingcheng Agricultural Reclamation Bureau." ”

Wang Mingyuan also smiled: "How can it be said to be a detachment, it wasn't in the first place!" ”

Now that it has been put on the bar, Wang Mingyuan also went straight to the point: "Third uncle, have all the people arrived?" ”

Hearing Wang Mingyuan's shout, Kong Xiangming suddenly found that beside the hot spring pool, there were dozens of people unknowingly, including men, women and children.

Zhang Shouzhong walked in from outside the crowd and stood beside Wang Mingyuan: "It's early." ”

"Director Kong, this is a primeval forest, if you Mingcheng Agricultural Reclamation Bureau had thought about developing this place, it would have already been developed, and you still have to wait until now to find ways to pick up these fruits of how much blood and sweat we mountain people have paid. I know that you are a new official, but you don't need to do anything to stabilize your position, right? ”

Wang Mingyuan said a little aggressively.

This made the staff of the newspaper can't help but turn their heads to look at Kong Xiangming.

They still remember that when Kong Xiangming found the newspaper office, he kept saying that Mingyuan Farm, which was under the Mingcheng Agricultural Reclamation Bureau, and all kinds of highlights, which was called an excitement.

But now when I heard Wang Mingyuan say this, the taste changed all of a sudden.

At this moment, Wang Mingyuan looked at a newspaper staff with a smile and said with a smile: "You are all the elites of the newspaper, I believe that you can all fulfill your duties as journalists, and you will not be easily coerced and lured, right?" ”

"What are you talking about, journalists have their own professional ethics, if this can't be done, then are they still worthy of being journalists?" The reporter looked at Wang Mingyuan and said with a serious face.

"That means it's going to be reported truthfully?"

"Of course!"

Wang Mingyuan nodded, took out a page of paper from his arms and put it on the table made of wooden stakes, and Kang Langxiang, who came with him, had already handed over a needle.

After he took it, he poked his thumb directly, and when blood came out, he pressed his handprint on the paper.

"Director Kong, I don't mean anything else, I just want to guard this border line, do my duty as a farmer, and I also hope that the big guy who follows me can live a good life, I don't mind, and I also learn from Xiaogang Village back then, today, I invite these reporter friends to be witnesses."

He licked the blood on his fingers and looked at Kong Xiangming, whose face was gloomy.

Next, the information will be reported in the newspaper, and it will be up to the three parties to agree on the decision.

Wang Mingyuan really wants to see if his efforts over the past few days have been recognized.