Chapter 27 Reminder of future development goals

"Here comes the stewed turtle soup, be careful of scalding!" Su Wan'er put the last dish on the table, said hello and went back to the house with her sister, leaving free space for the two masters.

In the old blue and white porcelain pot, a few pieces of wild coriander floated on the bright red soup, and the golden meat pieces floated and floated, and the thick fragrance in the steam drilled straight into the nostrils.

Zhao Xianming is a glutton, don't look at how many times he bought Shanrui turtle, but today is the first time he has eaten it, he almost swallowed his tongue when it is fresh, and he is full of praise.

"It's still good in the mountains, the air is fresh, the environment is beautiful, I want to satisfy my cravings, it's a wild fish and a mountain turtle, as well as a variety of wild vegetables and game, Su Dongpo's poem said, oh, '300 lychees a day, don't hesitate to be a Lingnan person' I am a 300 grams of wild meat a day, and I don't want to be a mountain person, haha!"

After saying that, he took another sip of wine, stroked his bulging belly, and laughed.

Seeing that this guy was eating comfortably, Zhang Xuebing had an idea, thinking about extorting some surplus value from him, so he bent down to fill the wine glass for him, and said with a wry smile on his face.

"The mountains are rich in products, walnuts in July, pears in August, persimmons in September, and those wild vegetables, herbs, fish and shrimp that cannot be caught in streams and pools, but the people in the mountains are bitter!"

Saying that, Zhang Xuebing and Lao Zhao touched a cup, drank the bitterness in the cup in one gulp, and his voice became hoarse.

"Don't say you can't eat, there is a headache and brain fever who doesn't even have money to see a doctor, so you can only go into the mountains to dig herbs to make do, it's good for children to go to elementary school, if they are admitted to high school, they can't go to nine times out of ten, why, lack of money!"

Zhao Xianming was also infected by Zhang Xuebing's emotions, originally the wine had the effect of catalyzing emotions, coupled with Zhang Xuebing's emotional rhetoric, which made him feel empathy, and couldn't help but slap the table excitedly.

"You travel dozens of miles to the city to sell fish, just so that the villagers can live a good life!"

Zhang Xuebing's face was a little hot, but he still nodded stubbornly, "The most important thing is for my family Xin'er, she is the only one in the village who has the hope of being admitted to university, I fish and sell fish, collect wild vegetables and eggs, and pour all kinds of mountain goods, I just don't want to regret it for life!" ”

Saying that this undoubtedly has the listener's heart, the Xin'er sisters hid in the room and heard it clearly from the window.

Su Wan'er gently pinched her sister's smooth jade face, and sighed lightly, "Xiaobing is really good to you!" ”

There was no light in the room, and in the darkness, there were faint tears flashing.

In the hospital, Zhao Xianming seemed to see that in the year of his college entrance examination, his parents had scraped together all the famine in order to make up for the tuition, and he couldn't help but feel sad and the corners of his eyes moistened.

He sighed for a while, and suddenly said, "Brother, it's a way for you to open up sales in the county, but the consumption level in the county is limited, oh, it's that there are few people in the county, little money, and poor purchasing power, if you want to sell mountain goods at a high price, you have to march to big cities, such as our provincial capital Luonan City!" ”

Luonan City is the capital of Ludong Province, although it has not developed rapidly in the 90s, it is also a large city with a population of 5 million, which is several times larger than Lishan County and Luoning City, Zhang Xuebing's hometown.

If mountain goods can open the market in the provincial capital, then Zhang Xuebing's career is simply equivalent to getting on the highway.

Zhang Xuebing knows his current economic strength, and he has no connections and no background, so he goes to a large city to develop before completing the original accumulation, which is beyond his means.

The desire to make a fortune can't overwhelm reason, Zhang Xuebing said with a wry smile, "Uncle Zhao, I really don't dare to go to the provincial capital to toss with my current family background, I still have a thorough understanding of the county, and I am thinking about development, if I can stand in Luoning City in the future, I will be content!" ”

Zhang Xuebing was able to be down-to-earth, which made Zhao Xianming take a look, thinking that this kid was young and could do things down-to-earth and not be ambitious, and he might really be able to achieve a career in the future.

However, his vision is a little lower, it seems that he needs the guidance of a master, the gentleman is so beautiful as an adult, Zhao Xianming decided to help him speed up.

"Young people should be more ambitious, my lover works in Luoning City, and I will go back to the city tomorrow, I will discuss it with her and see if I can help you!"

If there is a relationship to open up the situation, why not Zhang Xuebing, his heart immediately blossomed, and he expressed his gratitude again and again.

The two of them pushed the cup and changed the lamp, and couldn't help but drink more and more.

Zhang Xuebing has been drinking for a long time in the battlefield in his last life, but he has basically never drunk much in his life, and he thought that he would get drunk first, but he didn't expect that more than a pound of liquor would go down his stomach, and the more he drank, the more sober he became.

Zhang Xuebing is becoming more and more sober.

Zhao Xianming drank higher and higher, and couldn't help but dance, looking at the barren mountains and wild villages under the night, he pointed and pointed, and there was a great tendency to point at the country and rebuke Fang Xuan.

"Old, brother, the slow development of mountain villages, is for what, the main reason is that the roads are not good, the traffic is blocked, which restricts development, and you only have agriculture here, and the agricultural products you sell have not been deeply processed, which is a big loss from selling the means of production, if there is a small factory for deep processing and then selling, then it is equivalent to making several times more money, you, you understand that you don't ......"

Although Lao Zhao said all drunken words, Zhang Xuebing knew in his heart that what he said made sense, and all the places where agriculture developed rapidly in the last life relied on agriculture to drive the deep processing industry.

After deep processing, the agricultural products have increased profits, improved the grade, and solved more surplus labor, which is simply a multiplicity.

Of course, in this era, these ideas are still ahead of time, Zhang Xuebing didn't expect that this greedy old Zhao still had some real material in his stomach.

Lao Zhao, who was drunk and unconscious that night, slept in his bed, but Zhang Xuebing couldn't sleep while sitting in the courtyard.

One is that he is not used to sharing a bed with a man, and the other is that he has experienced too many things today, and there are too many thoughts in his brain.

After coming to this time and space for a few days, I integrated the resources of the mountain village, opened up the sales channels of mountain goods, and also got to know Wang Xiaomin and Lao Zhao.

The most important thing is that the pair of stingers of the village chief's father and son were pulled out, and avenging the eldest brother also gave the simple villagers a way to live.

Eradicated the thorns, there is a smooth road ahead, and Zhang Xuebing only has one goal left, that is, to make money, make a lot of money.

The night breeze was exceptionally cool, and the bright moon was empty without fiber dust, and the little bit of wine just now was instantly swept away.

Zhang Xuebing was in a good mood, took out the business cigarette in his pocket, he never smoked, made an exception and lit one in the clouds and mist, enjoying the coolness and tranquility of this summer night.

"Ahem, cough, it's really choking, why do people like to smoke this thing, isn't it more enjoyable to hold the chimney?"

He rarely smoked, and the tears that were choked came down, and he coughed again and again.

"Hmph, go to the city for two days, learn to smoke, and smoke, choke you!"