It starts with the production team driving the big truck

Chapter 1389: All the Offspring of a Genuine Hen
Liu Guiying understood, gestured to him, walked over and smiled, "What do you want to eat? The rice here is grown by ourselves, the chickens and ducks are raised by ourselves, the fish are wild in the reservoir, and the vegetables are all from our own fields..."

"Then let's have a fish stew first, then half a portion of iron pot goose, and then... scrambled eggs with green onions? The eggs are real stupid eggs, right?"

"Yeah, they're all from legitimate hens."

This sentence made Secretary Fang laugh, "Let's have these first, and order more if it's not enough. Jianping, do you think this dish suits your taste?"

"I didn't say anything. The guest should follow the host's wishes!"

Sun Jianping smiled and said, it’s your expense anyway.

I just followed along and had a full stomach.

Secretary Fang was also hungry. When the food was served, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating. Sun Jianping was chewing on a bone slowly. Old Mr. Jiang Mingqi also walked in and saw him and Secretary Fang sitting in the corner eating. He smiled, walked straight to the cashier and helped to clear the accounts.

"Master, I have something to tell you."

Liu Guiying looked at her daughter sleeping on the kang in the inner room with some annoyance, and muttered to the old man. The old man was stunned for a moment, "Are you saying you want to go out and work on your own?"

"Well, you said that I have four sons. The first two are going to take the college entrance examination, but it's still uncertain whether they will pass. I have a daughter, and the second son has a son. Don't you know my father well? Sooner or later, this shop will be handed over to the second son and his wife. I was thinking that while my father still has some money, I should take advantage of it and start my own business. I can sell clothes in the shop or open a restaurant. Anyway, I don't want to get involved with their poverty."

"Guiying, let me tell you this. I think you are decisive and courageous, and you are the right material for this matter, but you also have to consider your parents' feelings. They are old, and if you go out and work on your own, will they have any ideas?"

"What can you think? It's not like uncle didn't see it. My dad was so happy holding the second son's child, and our family didn't even look at him. Unless I give birth to another boy, otherwise..."

Liu Guiying sighed!
What are you still talking about!

I can only blame myself for not being able to keep up with the times!

"That's a problem..." Jiang Mingqi frowned, "I'll talk to your dad when he comes back. What's wrong with his granddaughter? A little girl is more lovable. It's not good to favor boys over girls!"

"Jianping, why don't you eat?"

Secretary Fang swung his chopsticks wildly and finally felt full. He burped, grabbed some toilet paper to wipe his mouth, and seeing that Sun Jianping was still chewing slowly, he urged him on with a smile.

"I ate a little too much this morning." Sun Jianping smiled. "Leader, which aspect should we focus on in urban and rural development? Urban or rural?"

"I would say we should pay equal attention to both, and not neglect either one!"

Secretary Fang was just about to call the waiter to come over to settle the bill when he turned around and saw Jiang Mingqi coming. He quickly stood up and walked over, grabbed the old man's hand and shook it hard twice!
"Old leader, why are you here?"

"Haha, I'm retired and have nothing to do. They hired me as an accountant for thirty dollars a month. Why are you so idle today?"

"I'm inviting a colleague to dinner. Jianping, come over here. I'll introduce you to an old comrade who is highly respected..."

Sun Jianping walked over, and Jiang Mingqi smiled and patted his shoulder, "What's there to introduce? We've known each other for more than ten years!"

"Do you know ..."

Secretary Fang was stunned for a moment!
What kind of person is Mr. Jiang? How could he know Sun Jianping...

That’s not right, Sun Jianping’s identity and background are not simple either!
"Brother Jianping!" Brothers Zhang Fucai and Futian walked in from outside, grabbed the towels to wipe the mud off their hands, and shouted at him!

"So you all know each other!"

Secretary Fang suddenly realized it!
"Haha, the rice, goose eggs, and vegetables you just ate were all produced in our village!" Sun Jianping put his arm around the shoulders of the Zhang Fucai brothers, "These are our sworn brothers!"

"Haha, kid, come on, the food in your little restaurant is really delicious, very authentic!" Secretary Fang gave a thumbs up and took out money. Zhang Fucai waved his hand and said, "Leader, you are giving us face by coming to our restaurant to eat. How can we charge you money?"

"What are you talking about? How can you eat without paying? Take it!" Secretary Fang stuffed five yuan into Zhang Fucai's hand, looked at the decoration of the shop, and shook his head. "There is also a shop across the street, called Juxianlou. The decoration there is much more impressive than yours!"

"This is just a fly restaurant..."

Zhang Fucai smiled awkwardly and sent the two out.

The speaker may not have meant it, but the listener may have taken it to heart. When Sun Jianping came outside and looked around, he found that there was a big sign hanging just across the street, less than a hundred meters away from Uncle Zhang's shop!

Juxian Building!
“It’s expanding fast enough!”

He tugged at Zhang Fucai's sleeve and pointed at the store, "Go take a look when you have time and find out what's going on with that store."

"I understand, Brother Jianping. You're going back now. Can you come back with me later?"

"No, I have to go back and take care of some things."

After saying goodbye to Secretary Fang, Jiang Mingqi, and the Zhang brothers, Sun Jianping mounted his horse and went directly to Durki Commune instead of returning to the county town!
Accountant Tian was wearing black-framed glasses, with his head down, a pen in his right hand and an abacus in his left hand, calculating accounts. Sun Jianping pushed the door open and put two cans on the table. "Uncle, how's the calculation going?"

"There are some clues."

Accountant Tian stopped and put the abacus beads back in place, "The count is wrong."

"What number is wrong?"

"The numbers on the books are wrong. You see, the purchase price here is 280 per ton of cement. According to this number, that is..."

Accountant Tian wrote a number on a piece of paper, and then he flipped through another pile of bills. "But according to these bills, the price of cement per ton is three hundred and thirty yuan, a difference of fifty yuan per ton!"

“Such a big difference!”

Sun Jianping frowned!

"Of course not. There are also steel bars, and the number of steel bars is not correct..."

Accountant Tian made a list of the problems in the bills and handed it to him. Sun Jianping took it, glanced at it, and nodded. "Thank you, uncle. There's nothing much to thank you for. I bought you two bottles of canned yellow peaches. Take them back and give them to the children!"

"It cost you money again..."

"You're welcome... It's my duty to show my respect to you..."

Sun Jianping turned and walked out the door. Wulongma stood there, staring at the cans on the table, and hissed!
Stinky bottle!
Give canned food to an old man, but not to a horse!
"Hurry home, or you'll run into robbers again if you're late!"

He smiled and pulled the reins, and the Wulong horse turned back every three steps and smacked its lips hard!

I want to eat canned food!

"What a greedy cat!"

Sun Jianping had no choice but to pry open a can of food for it. Before he could open the tin bottle cap, the big horse came over, picked up the glass bottle in one bite, tilted its neck back, and gulped down the whole thing, including the soup!
Sun Jianping looked at his beloved horse eating with a helpless look on his face, and raised his hand to pat it!
Can you please pay attention to your image?
After eating the canned food, the Wulong horse was finally happy, and its tail was shaking like a windmill. Sun Jianping pulled the reins and rode on the horse's back. He squeezed the stirrups with his legs, and the Wulong horse shot out like an arrow and disappeared at the end of the road.

The reconstruction project of the county town has been fully launched. Every day, a large amount of materials are shipped out from the means of production company and put into various construction sites. Manager Lang looked at the piles of bills handed over with a dark face. These were all bills signed in the name of Liao Bingsheng and had not yet been cashed.

The project has now far exceeded Nahe's financial support capacity, and the ambitious Liao Bingsheng has finally sobered up!
"How much will it cost to start so many projects at once!" Sun Jianping pushed the door open, took the bill from Manager Lang, glanced at it, and frowned!

(End of this chapter)