"This big camphor tree is almost as big as the two oversized camphor trees on the side of the road in Gaozhou Village."

A few catties of soy sauce beef were eaten, and a jar of self-brewed pure rice wine was also drunk, Wang Qiang burped comfortably, sat against the big camphor tree behind him, and looked up at the big camphor tree that was at least fifty or sixty meters high.

There are a lot of camphor forests in the tea city, and they are all relatively tall and luxuriant, and there are many large camphor trees growing on both sides of the Chajiang River and the West River.

Under this big camphor tree, there is a huge bluestone slab, presumably someone specially moved here.

After resting for a while, Wang Qiang continued to take out drawing tools such as pen and paper and began to draw a topographic map.

By the time the topographic map of the area was completed, one-fifth of the work was completed.

His speed was very fast, and a detailed topographical map was drawn in ten minutes.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Wang Qiang had just packed up his things and was about to walk in the direction of the wind's departure, when there was a neighing of horses in the distance.

Moreover, the cry of the wind was wrong, and it sounded angry.

"Ahh

"Ahh......h

Just when Wang Qiang's heart was in shock, three screams sounded almost at the same time, and then fell silent again.

"Something happened to the wind!"

"Damn it! Someone wants to hit the idea of it! ”

In this case, Wang Qiang didn't have to think about it to guess what was going on.

He hurried in the direction from which the voice had come from, and arrived at the scene in a few moments.

I saw that in front of the wind, there were three guys, wearing the bell bottoms that have been very popular recently, and they were falling to the ground horizontally.

They either fell with their buttocks to the sky, or fell to their heads or fell diagonally.

But, without exception, they all have one thing in common: they fall into a deep coma.

Looking at the horseshoe prints left on their bodies, they were definitely just knocked out by the furious wind.

Fortunately, the wind remembered the master's words, not at the moment of life and death, and tried not to kill people.

This made it possible to easily kick the other party to death, but only to kick the three horse thieves into serious injuries and fall to the ground unconscious.

There is no doubt that this is a horse thief.

After Wang Qiang saw this situation, he had already guessed the cause and effect of the matter.

It must be these three villagers from Tonglezhou, who saw the wind grazing here alone, and thought about coming to steal it.

This is normal.

The appearance of the wind is too tall and powerful, and once it is discovered by those ill-intentioned guys in the wild, it is strange that they don't want to take it away.

But they never imagined that the wind would be so strong, and they would all be kicked unconscious under one look.

"Sure enough! This Tonglezhou Village is almost all bad scum! Even if there are good people in the village, it is estimated that they are just some ignorant children. ”

Wang Qiang, who didn't have a good impression of this village, was even more disgusted with this village where scum gathered.

When he passed through this village earlier, he saw that nearly half of the land here was wasteland, and even the fields that had been cultivated were overgrown with weeds.

Wang Qiang is now very deaf and clear-sighted, and can clearly hear that in many places in the village, there are a large number of voices shouting for gambling money, one after another.

You don't have to go into the village to see it, you can guess what an unbearable situation it is in the village.

This village is full of lazy and poisonous scum, which makes people involuntarily disgusted.

However, in the memory of later generations, in the 21st century, the etiquette and music collapsed, and the whole people lacked morality, and this kind of scum village ushered in a really good life and was able to live a prosperous life.

"After two days, let Zhang Zhang send two capable men to come and investigate carefully."

Wang Qiang's eyes were cold, and he said secretly, "Once you find out that they are full of evil and incorrigible, immediately notify Director Xiao, take action, and send all those scum to prison for dinner." ”

Originally, he wanted to wait a year or two before he did it, but now it seems that if he is soft-hearted, he will inevitably let these dogs and things go to wreak havoc on the people of the tea city in the future.

"Also, it's the same in that Mantang Village, the dog can't change the feces and has to deal with it as soon as possible."

"Once we have enough evidence, it's best to let Director Xiao carry out a large-scale arrest operation, move the old and young women and children left in these two villages together, and reorganize a new village in the remote mountainous area of Chacheng, so that the grass can be cut and eradicated."

Thinking about it, he didn't deal with the scene, turned on his horse, rode the wind and galloped away along the riverbank, continuing his journey to check the geographical environment and draw a topographic map......

……

"Hoo ......"

"Finally, we have completed the section of the Chajiang River and all the topographic maps within the tea city."

At nine o'clock in the evening, Wang Qiang stood near Hulong Pass at the northwest end of the tea city, on the bank of the river bordering the neighboring counties, and let out a breath of air and whispered to himself.

To be honest, that is, he, with the help of the wind, was able to complete this relatively difficult event in such a short period of time.

For other people, even a working group of more than a dozen people, it would take about a month to be able to do this.

Moreover, the quality of the work they have done is far inferior to that of Wang.

"Tomorrow, I will spend a whole day walking through the West River in the section of the Chacheng River, from beginning to end, and drawing the topographic map, and we can complete this work."

"The rest is to carry out planning and design according to the topographic map of the two major rivers, and improve the entire construction plan, and then the official construction can be completed."

As for the government, there is no obstacle problem, and they absolutely cannot ask for it.

If this big project is to be successfully completed, Wang Qiang must invest at least nearly 10 million yuan to achieve it completely.

Such a good blessing from heaven, the cadres in the county are not stupid, so it is strange that they will not agree.

Therefore, what Wang Qiang is thinking about now is not the question of whether the officials represented by Director Xiao will agree, but how to do this big thing that has never been done before or after him.

This is not boasting.

Because in the memory of later generations, until the 21st century, there is no county or city in the world that has started to comprehensively repair the banks of the major rivers in the jurisdiction.

"Devouring the Starry Sky: Signing in to Become a God"

This is not a casual response, but to carry out a comprehensive clean-up, dredging, deepening and widening of the rivers in the jurisdiction, and the construction of riverside avenues, flood control embankments, and planting flowers and trees along both sides of the river......

This is a real project for the benefit of the people, the kind that does not discount at all.

After this high-quality comprehensive river repair, not to mention the benefits of other aspects, at least the flood disaster problem in Chacheng will be basically solved in the future.

At that time, the agricultural production of the entire Chacheng County could develop smoothly and profitably.

At that time, the industry and agriculture of the tea city took off hand in hand, and the leap development was already foreseeable.

It was not too early, Wang Qiang put away his drawing tools, and began to return towards the county seat on the wind.

This time, on the way home, there was no need to stop to work, and the wind was able to gallop with all its might, turning into a lightning bolt in the night, and running wildly.

Half an hour later, Wang Qiang had already returned to his home villa at the foot of Dacha Mountain.

He hastily made a simple dinner to eat, washed up, and went into the master bedroom on the second floor, ready to go to bed.

He was really tired today, and he had to get a good night's sleep and refresh himself.