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Yunling seldom uses this kind of principle to restrain others, but according to her speculation, this kind of speech is especially effective for an old man like Pang Zhishu.

Pang Zhishu choked for a moment. He had always actively followed the organization and he couldn't refute it, but he really didn't want these two little girls to take the helm of the village.

Captain Zhao interjected at the right time to ease the atmosphere: "We farmers know a lot about the land, so the procedures that Comrade Chu explained just now sound feasible, but..."

Before he finished speaking, he immediately gave Accountant Li a look, and Accountant Li answered immediately: "Although our village looks relatively rich, in fact, there is really not much money in the brigade. And you want to grow medicinal materials. Seedlings still have manpower and material resources, not to mention spending money, which will inevitably delay farming. What's more, you also wrote that the short-term benefits in the early stage are less, if you can't even get back the money, you are not cheating the big guys?"

Yunling pulled out a sheet of expected cost-benefit table and put it lightly in front of him, with a plan in mind.

"If the early training is in place, there will be less drought and flood disasters in the coming year. In the first year, young shoots and fresh leaves can be dried or salted-sprayed with salt to make side dishes, and dried to make Acanthopanax senticosus tea. Although the income is not as good as that of the rhizome medicinal materials after three years, the payback can be guaranteed.”

For the current production management, labor is the cheapest cost, so Li Hui didn't take this into account when he calculated the accounts.But for Yunling, what she lacks the most is people.She can handle the technology alone, but cannot achieve mass production.

In handicrafts it is man who makes use of the tools; in the factory it is man who serves the machine.Regardless of whether people are vassals of productive forces, on the basis of the current level of technology, people are undoubtedly laborers of the means of production.

Putting people first is the first step for Yunling to achieve her goal.

"Moreover, we didn't plan to plant on a large scale in the first year. If we take too many steps, it will not be conducive to the development of the village. We have enough seedlings in our hands to meet the first batch of planting needs. After the villagers get a small amount of income, we will expand. That's it."

Her plan was well-founded and she was not aggressive, but Accountant Li was still dissatisfied. Taking money from the team was like cutting his flesh.

Yunling observed the words and expressions, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, as if she was calculating in her heart, and she smiled slyly: "Moreover, what we have done will not only benefit one village, and we will need to follow up sales in the name of village-run enterprises in the coming year. Therefore, in my humble opinion, We don't want to do big things silently."

Captain Zhao's eyes lit up: "You mean to go to the commune..."

She nods in agreement.

The most important issue of funds and risks is resolved. Except for Pang Zhishu, everyone present has no other opinions for the time being.

Captain Zhao looked at the veteran comrades with the most seniority, and stopped watching the fire from the other side, and persuaded him earnestly: "Uncle Pang, now agricultural construction is inseparable from technology and money. If you want everyone to eat well, you have to work hard." We farmers are land-based, but land is limited, we need fertilizers and machinery, but all of these require money.”

Pang Zhishu frowned: "Aren't we doing well now? Everyone can eat and wear clothes, and they are happier than many farmers in the country! Why take such a big risk again?"

Secretary Li took out the account book and persuaded him from the side: "Secretary, you know the annual account best. Although the income has increased every year, the growth rate has decreased year after year. It can be seen that it is difficult to improve the living standards of the villagers through human farming alone. According to this development , it is difficult for us to keep up with the country's 'four modernizations' goals!"

Although Pang Zhishu was still self-confident, he couldn't keep refuting the face of the two executives in the team, so he could only say one sentence: "If the commune also supports this matter, I have no objection."

Perhaps in his eyes, the commune may not pass the project.

Captain Zhao looked at Yunling in embarrassment, as if saying: I can't help it.

Chu Songlan was too afraid to say a word because of the tense confrontation between the two sides. She subconsciously grabbed Yunling's cuff under the table and pulled it slightly.

Yunling held her hand, looked back at Pang Zhishu's unfriendly eyes, and said gently: "Since Pang Zhishu has made a concession, let's deal with it at the commune. And I assure you, if this plan is started, in the future I'm not leaving until I'm on track."

According to her plan, three years is enough.

Pang Zhishu was surprised by her promise, and asked suspiciously: "Even if you can go back to the city, why don't you go back?"

Yunling nodded, her gaze was determined.

Pang Zhishu was shocked by her attitude, and the return of the educated youth to the city was their dream!How could someone give up the possibility of going back in the future and really choose to stay in the freezing countryside?

But he still chose to believe the little girl's steadfast application, and agreed in compromise: "Okay!"

After the meeting was over, Captain Zhao came out with the two of them and said, "Doctor Yun, I have to write a report at the commune first, and then you will report with me when the time comes?"

Yunling nodded: "Of course, I can't let you face it alone."

"That's fine. If you ask me to talk about this, I won't be able to come!" Captain Zhao's brain hurts seeing those numbers, let alone analyzing them while introducing them.

Chu Songlan went out of the gate, limp all over, and leaned directly beside Yunling, "Have we passed the test?"

"It's halfway through." Yunling also breathed a sigh of relief, "I got along with that Secretary Huang, and he is a real person. As long as it is beneficial to the people's livelihood, he will basically not have prejudice and subjective judgment."

Chu Songlan rejoiced: "That's good, I don't want to confront a character like Pang Zhishu again."

Yunling took her hand and patted it on: "Actually, from the perspective of the other party, I can understand his conservatism. No matter how good our plan is, there are still risks, and what he cares about is any little disadvantage."

"However, there are risks in farming. Natural disasters and man-made disasters are inevitable. We face the same problems in planting herbs and land, so what's the difference?"

Yunling explained: "In his opinion, farming is the most handy thing for farmers, but growing medicine is not."

"You're right to think so, but I really don't want to deal with him." Chu Silan sighed.

Yunling smiled: "Actually, I think that if we meet this kind of person more often, as long as his heart is not bad, we can think about loopholes from the refutation, and in turn improve our plan."

"You're very open-minded." Chu Songlan felt that she would rather let her grow up than talk to her again, "Let's go, go back, I've been chatting all morning, I'm about to starve to death."

"Okay, you cook, I cook."

There was a lot of chatting and laughing here, but Aunt Wu encountered difficulties in the hospital.

"Oh! I said that my family can't afford to live in the hospital, you have to keep her here, and our family won't be able to pay the hospitalization fee by then!"

"That's right, you are buying and selling by force!"

"I said, Old Wu, you, an outsider, don't worry about other people's affairs, let me take her back quickly..."

At the door of the ward in the corridor, a group of people stood and yelled, completely ignoring the nurse's warning.

Tu Sizi was lying on the hospital bed, her pale face was as thin as a knife, and her husband kept persuading her.

"Sizi, let's go back. I've already told my mother that she won't force you anymore. Let's live a good life."

"Say something? I will follow you at home from now on. Whatever you say is what you say."

"You know that I'm just a small clerk, and I don't make much money. If I continue to live like this, my family will be exhausted."

Suddenly, Tu Sizi raised his eyes, stared straight at him, and asked numbly, "Tiannan, have you told my parents about my affairs?"

Song Tiannan's lips trembled slightly, and he forced a smile: "Not yet, I know you don't want to tell your father-in-law and mother-in-law, so you didn't tell them, lest the elders worry."

"Oh." Tu Sizi showed an expected smile and praised him, "You did a good job."

Song Tiannan let go of his clenched fists, and also laughed: "So, let's go back...Look, it's so noisy outside, it's so ugly!"

He wanted to persuade him a few more words, but he didn't expect Tu Sizi to agree decisively: "Okay, I'll go back with you."