I take the whole village out of poverty and become rich

Chapter 252 The Fantastic Journey of the Old Bamboo Craftsman
At eight o'clock the next morning, the car drove from Dongjiang County to Qianfu Town.

Usually at this time, the driver will turn off the music knowingly, so that the leader who gets up early can rest in the car.

It was the same today, he was driving the car quietly, while Secretary Huo in the back seat closed his eyes and rested.

These days, this calm and low-key driver always wonders why there is such a big gap between people!
He is still a few years older than Secretary Huo, but he is an unemployed driver in the town, but Secretary Huo is already a big man who would tremble when stomping his feet in the county town.

Moreover, Secretary Huo is really different from the previous leaders. Those leaders in the past wanted to treat him as a slave of the old society, and they did inexplicable things every day. Now Secretary Huo talks softly and laughs all day long. Yes, he is busy with work every day. He follows the sports car, and he has a little satisfaction and pride in running for the people in his heart.

Thinking about it, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"Old Chu."

Huo Qianli's sudden words shocked him instantly, "Hey! Secretary Huo!"

"Does your family farm?"

"Planting!" The driver said with a smile: "My parents are both farmers. They have planted fields all their lives, and they are still planting them now."

Huo Qianli hummed, "Then the things your family grows, are they grown for eating or for sale?"

The driver was a little puzzled, and didn't quite understand what the words were trying to ask, but he had understood a little over the years, and he could just tell the truth when he encountered something he didn't understand.

So he said honestly: "The millet, wheat, corn, etc. are used to eat or feed chickens and pigs, and then some of the vegetables are eaten, and those that cannot be eaten are sold."

Huo Qianli asked: "What if it can't be sold?"

"There is nothing that can't be sold. It's the end of the show. Half sold and half given away, there are always people who want it." The driver replied with a smile. Maybe he felt that the tone of his words was a bit blunt, so he hurriedly added another sentence, "It's really not for sale. If you drop it, bring it back and eat it yourself."

Huo Qianli also smiled, "When a certain vegetable is ripe, do you often vomit too?"

"Right!" The driver said with a smile: "Usually when any kind of dish is cooked, it will be on the table for a long time. After that, we don't like it anymore, so the old man will forcefully pour it into our bowls. But our It’s not a big deal, there’s a tofu seller in our village, and there’s a tofu dish at home all year round, haha.”

Huo Qianli also laughed, recalling some vague memories of his childhood in a trance, "It's a kind of happy trouble!"

"This is a small problem for us." Feeling that Secretary Huo seemed to be very interested in this, the driver chatted a few more words, "I gradually figured out the situation. There are few varieties, so I have thought about it myself. , A piece of vegetable garden, which plant a lot, how to allocate it to eat at any time, have experience. Probably everything is a little more than enough to eat, if you can’t finish it, sell it, even if you can’t sell it, it’s not too bad .”

"A little more than enough. A little more than the normal supply."

Huo Qianli knocked on his knees and muttered to himself, but stopped answering. The driver saw this and drove silently with interest.

Back in town, when it was time for work, Huo Qianli shook his body and walked to the office.

The question Guo Haoran raised is a trouble, but it is not a trouble that must be solved immediately.

Although the growth cycle of vegetables is much shorter than that of salvia miltiorrhiza, including the land transfer procedures and various preparations, it will take at least a month or two until the first batch of vegetables mature, and there is still time to settle them.

Of course, it is definitely best to be able to think of a solution in advance.

When he arrived at the office, Wang Wei came to report on his work, and also talked about the deputy mayor Xu Yuanzheng taking people on a business trip.

Huo Qianli hummed, then looked at him with a smile, "Is the party and government affairs going well recently?"

Wang Wei nodded, "No problem, it's all repetitive work, and I'm still busy."

Huo Qianli smiled secretly, "Well, if you do a good job and leave a mark, if you get promoted one day, it will be easier for the person who takes over."

Wang Wei nodded, "Secretary, don't worry, our work content is very complete."

Huo Qianli:
Forget about the focus, let's not play riddles, let him see it by himself in a few days.

After Wang Wei left, Huo Qianli also started to get busy with his work for the day.

On the other side, an ordinary official car from Qianfu Town drove to Qingsheng County, Meizhou, and stopped in front of the tall archway in Zhuyi City. Xu Yuanzheng, the deputy mayor of Qianfu Town, Gao Qiang, the head of Zhuyang Village, and An old bamboo craftsman who is the most famous in Zhuyang Village got out of the car.

The old stripper was pinching a plastic bag with a lot of content, with a listless expression on his face.

Xu Yuanzheng took a look, "Let's find a place to live first, let the old man take a breather, and then talk about the investigation."

The old bamboo craftsman bowed his waist, "No need, what kind of thing is this?"

Xu Yuanzheng looked at Gao Qiang who was supporting the old stripper, and waved, "Let's go."

Near the Bamboo Art City, there are quite a few small B&Bs, all of which are ordinary. Xu Yuanzheng randomly picked one that was relatively clean, and said to Gao Qiang: "Let's just go to this one. We have regulations on business trips now, so please feel sorry for Village Chief Gao. "

Gao Qiang hurriedly said, "Mayor Xu is being polite."

A group of four people, two standard rooms, Xu Yuanzheng didn't do anything special, which made Gao Qiang secretly feel that Secretary Huo was really different when he came back.

Gao Qiang and the old stripper were sitting in the room, the proprietress brought up a pot of hot tea, the old stripper drank a couple of sips to slow down, held the teacup and pursed his lips and said, "Qiangba, next time this kind of memorization is useless and inappropriate. ) don’t pull me up, Le Ri will suffer a lot!”

Gao Qiang laughed along with him, "You are the best craftsman in our Murakami, so you will do your part in these things!"

"Don't let me do my part!" The old stripper snorted, and then asked doubtfully, "What do you mean by not letting me do my part?"

Gao Qiang smiled and said, "It means you have to!"

The old bamboo craftsman shook his head, "Is it just me, whoever will suffer this kind of crime!"

He took another sip of tea. Seeing that the cup was empty, Gao Qiang quickly filled it up for him. The old bamboo craftsman held the cup and looked at Gao Qiang who was pouring tea for him, "Let me tell you, we have been bamboo craftsmen for most of our lives. We all know each other very well, there is no need to make this trip!"

Gao Qiang actually thought so in his heart, but of course he wouldn’t say so with his enlightenment, and said with a smile: “Listen to the organization’s arrangements! Hushan Village just listens to the organization’s arrangements and hears that such a bright future is coming. Nothing to lose!"

The old stripper stared, "I don't think I have lost anything!"

Gao Qiang smiled mischievously, just as the driver came over to say hello: "Mr. Gao, Mayor Xu said to clean up and go downstairs."

"Oh, yes!" Gao Qiang quickly agreed, looking at the old strip maker, "Let's go!"

The old stripper sighed, "Let's go!"

After going downstairs, Xu Yuanzheng handed over two small breads to the old stripper as a cushion, and the old tree roots finally came back to life.

The three of them took the driver, and a group of four got up and walked into the bamboo art city.

There happened to be a tour group not far in front of the four of them. The tour guide held a small flag and was speaking with a microphone. Xu Yuanzheng hurriedly led the group up a few steps, followed behind the group, and explained.

"In our country, the types of bamboo weaving are mainly divided into: flat bamboo weaving, three-dimensional bamboo weaving and porcelain-bodied bamboo weaving. Our Qingsheng County is excellent in two of them, namely flat-dimensional bamboo weaving and porcelain-bodied bamboo weaving, and three-dimensional bamboo weaving is the first to be promoted. Bionic animal bamboo weaving in Zhejiang”

The tour guide was talking endlessly, Xu Yuanzheng listened with gusto, but the old bamboo craftsman muttered in a low voice: "It's useless to put on empty goal formations! (Just talk about useless nonsense)"

Gao Qiang quickly tugged at his arm, motioning him to keep his voice down.

Walking all the way, after listening for a while, the tour guide led people into the shopping store.

In the shopping store, there are a variety of bamboo crafts, and two or three tour groups have already selected them.

Xu Yuanzheng, who has seen a little bit of the world, of course knew that he would not buy things here, but he still followed in. After all, these are the essence of his trip.

From the design of the storefront, to the placement of items, to the attire of the staff, and sales skills, all need to be learned.

Gao Qiang and the old stripper naturally followed him step by step.

After listening for a while, Xu Yuanzheng slowly walked towards a place where there were few people. On the cabinet, he saw a storage box made of bamboo, about the size of two bricks. Exquisite and unique, I want to buy one back.”

The old stripper pursed his lips indifferently, "What's the point of this one? I'll make you one a few times when I go back, and make one that beats more than this one."

Xu Yuanzheng was surprised: "Can it be so exquisite?"

The old stripper was stunned, and reached out to take the storage box from Xu Yuanzheng's hand. After examining it carefully, his ears gradually turned red, "It shouldn't be a problem if you work harder."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly felt that saying this was not in line with his status as a senior craftsman, and he added with some contempt, "We don't make this kind of thing, and it's useless if we do it, it's too big If you sell it for less than a few yuan, it’s not interesting.”

Xu Yuanzheng smiled and didn't refute. He reached out and beckoned a salesperson, "Hello, how much is this box?"

The salesman walked over quickly, with a stylized smile on his face, "Hi, do you like this storage box? This box is carefully made of single bamboo in our Qingsheng County. It will get moldy."

After Xu Yuanzheng listened silently, he smiled and said, "How much?"

"This one is not expensive, only 198 yuan each."

"What is it? 198! Why don't you grab it!"

The old stripper stared loudly, raised his tone, and exclaimed, causing all the guests around him to turn their heads to look.

Xu Yuanzheng repeatedly said sorry, and hurriedly dragged the old stripper out of the shop.

There are so many guests in there, if it really messes up their business, it's not a matter of whether they can get away.

After walking nearly 100 meters quickly, Xu Yuanzheng looked back and seemed relieved that no one was chasing him.

Seeing this, Gao Qiang also complained a little: "Master Jun, what are you doing so loudly!"

The old bamboo craftsman didn't seem to hear him, and murmured, "198 pieces? Why can he sell 198 pieces?"

Xu Yuanzheng still didn't say much, but smiled and said: "Let's walk again, but old man, let's talk first, we can't talk like that again in a while!"

Gao Qiang supported the old stripper and walked forward with Xu Yuanzheng. Although he didn't lose his composure like the old stripper just now, he was no less shocked than him.

So a small bamboo box can sell for two hundred?

Salvia in Hushan Village is two to three hundred kilograms per mu, and it costs ten yuan per kilogram. They plant Salvia on one mu of land all year round, and they only need a dozen of these small boxes in their village to match it?
Although the account cannot be calculated in this way, it does not prevent Gao Qiang from thinking in this way, and his heart thumps when he thinks about it.

Xu Yuanzheng found another shop. This shop was different from the spacious and bright store with glass counters everywhere. It was just a small door on the street, but it was also filled with bamboo crafts exactly the same.

Now the few people have learned how to behave, including the old stripper, they all began to look carefully at all kinds of things in the shop.

Bamboo hairpin, bamboo storage box, bamboo shelf, bamboo screen decoration, bamboo fruit basket
Xu Yuanzheng picked up a storage box that was almost the same as that in the previous specialty store, and asked, "Boss, how much is this?"

"This one is cheap, 168 a piece."

The corner of the old stripper's mouth twitched, and he held back.

Xu Yuanzheng said: "168? Is it so expensive?"

The boss quickly said: "It's still expensive, you can go to the specialty store over there to have a look, the same thing, the specialty store will sell it for 198, and there is no bargaining!"

Xu Yuanzheng smiled and said, "It means you can bargain here?"

The boss smiled mischievously, "160, round it up, not much to say!"

Xu Yuanzheng thought for a while, "88, I'll buy one if possible!"

The boss turned around directly, "How can you bargain like this. It can't be done."

Xu Yuanzheng looked at him, "Really can't do it?"

"Go around again! Good stuff, the price is really different."

Xu Yuanzheng didn't say much, and turned around and led the people out.

After walking five meters, Gao Qiang reminded in a low voice, "Mayor Xu, he didn't tell us to go back!"

Xu Yuanzheng laughed, "I didn't even think he would call us back! There are so many houses in the town, I'm just looking for low prices."

He pointed to another bamboo crafts shop tens of meters ahead, "Let's go to that one again."

After more than two hours, they each returned to their residence with a bamboo craft.

Most of these things are what Xu Yuanzheng thinks should be done according to Secretary Huo's idea, and what the old stripper is thinking about, and he can make it with his own efforts.

Seven or eight items cost nearly 1000 yuan, which made the old bamboo craftsman feel distressed and moved.

He suddenly felt that he had spent most of his life busy making those mats, baskets, and dustpans, and he had lost a lot of money!

But in the afternoon, he changed his mind.

After a hasty lunch and a short nap, the group went to the exhibition hall and bamboo weaving factory here.

After looking at the bamboo weaving art and industrial development in Qingsheng County, the old bamboo craftsmen and Gao Qiang finally understood how hard it would take to transform these things into real money that someone would buy.

Then, the two of them looked at Mayor Xu with a bit of enthusiasm.

Xu Yuanzheng looked at the two of them dumbfounded, "You two restrain yourself, if you want to see it, you have to go back and see Secretary Huo, I'm useless!"

Gao Qiang is naturally knowledgeable, and immediately smiled and said: "Secretary Huo is Secretary Huo, the key is to rely on Mayor Xu's support!"

That night, Gao Qiang toasted Xu Yuanzheng several times, and the old bamboo craftsman did the same. The so-called leader, who has always been self-reliant, enthusiastically raised his cup to Xu Yuanzheng several times.

In the night breeze in Qingsheng County, Gao Qiang and the old stripper were sitting by the window smoking a cigarette.

"Qiang baby, this time, I can come!"

Gao Qiang turned his head and smiled, "Don't you feel guilty now?"

The old stripper shook his head, "It doesn't matter if you call me suffer again!"

He looked up at the sky outside the window, looked at the twinkling stars, and greeted them with a cigarette butt, "If there were these roads in the past, our Zhuyang Village would be able to live a good life forever! It wouldn't be so poor You look like a turtle! Many old brothers are now useless in their craftsmanship."

Gao Qiang pursed his lips, "Secretary Huo is here, he will get better."

"Yeah, it's going to be fine."

The old bamboo craftsman's somewhat cloudy eyes also shone with anticipation.

(End of this chapter)