It starts with the production team driving the big truck

Chapter 1587 is indeed a bit fierce!
"Brother Baotu, why are you here?"

After not seeing him for a long time, Bao Tu still looked the same, 1.8 meters tall, with a chubby red face, but he was no longer wearing the same Mongolian robe. Instead, he wore a large navy blue suit and a red tie, imitating the city people. He had a big round belly and walked unsteadily, looking like a salesman...

"Haha, I miss you!"

Brother Baotu picked up Sun Jianping and spun him around. "You haven't gained any weight at all!"

"Haha, I work so hard every day, but it's hard to gain weight!"

Sun Jianping pulled his clothes and shook hands with old man Baolide who was walking towards him. The old man is now gray-haired!

"We heard that you were holding a mountain product market, so we came here. We wanted to sell out our milk powder, cheese and other things..." Old man Baolide looked at the lively scene around him, "It's you who should be blamed. I remember that this small county town was shabby and there was not even a mouse on the road. Now it's so nice and lively!"

"I'm just doing my best... Where are my sister-in-law and children? Why didn't you bring them over for a stroll?"

"Wuyunga is in junior high school now, isn't he? Your sister-in-law has gone to the flag to accompany her child to study. By the way, Jianping, are you... the county magistrate now?"

"The county magistrate and the secretary are shouldering all the responsibilities, without even a helper." Sun Jianping smiled awkwardly, "Let's not just stand here, come in and sit in my office for a while!"

"No, no, we have to hurry and sell these things out. By the way, is Lao Cao okay now?"

"You said Uncle Cao... I'm shaking now. I'm following my father-in-law to build a building in Hecheng, and I get a salary of 1,000 yuan a month!"

"One thousand yuan?" The father and son's eyes widened in shock!
"Of course, Uncle Zhang and the others went to help. They said they were enjoying the treatment of middle-level cadres... Anyway, they are all rich now."

"Then why don't you help your father-in-law with work? When the old man dies, you will inherit the family property directly, and we will also benefit from it!" Brother Baotu laughed, but was slapped on the back of his head by the old man, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Ah!
Brother Baotu...

A bit tiger indeed!
"I haven't been to your place for a long time. How is the dairy farm doing now? I often see your milk in the Hecheng Department Store."

"It's OK now. Chief Lin is a pragmatic man. He has run the dairy farm quite well. Our Wulan has also been promoted to factory director. She is very busy every day... You haven't seen the twins in her family, right? I tell you, they are ridiculous. They make all the same mistakes in the exams. The teacher asked them whether the elder sister copied from the younger sister or the younger sister copied from the elder sister, but the two children refused to admit it..."

"Cough cough!"

Old man Baolide coughed and said, "Son of a tiger, please talk about something serious instead of talking about irrelevant things!"

I don’t know what we are here for!

Brother Baotu glared and shut his mouth without saying anything.

The old man spoke up at this time, "Jianping, now that you have become prosperous, I have discussed with your brother and would like to open a shop here. We will do nothing else but sell the things from our grassland, such as cheese, milk skin, beef, mutton, etc. You see..."

"Uncle, you came at such an unfortunate time. Previously, we had more than a dozen street-side shops left that were unsold. But since August, the market traffic has increased, and those shops were all sold out in less than a week!"

"So fast?"

"To make money, everyone wants to do it!" Old Man Baolide smiled and expressed his understanding. "Okay, when you have another shop, let me know and I'll reserve one first. It's too hard to sell anything on the grassland. Those middlemen keep pushing down the price, so I can't make much money from it..."

"Uncle, rest assured. I will definitely save the best for you when the time comes!" Sun Jianping agreed. "How are your cattle and sheep now?"

The old man took out his pipe and lit it, then sighed, "Dairy cows are fine, they can produce 1,800 kilograms of milk a day, but now these people are all like crazy, they are obsessed with making money, they raise goats and dig holes everywhere in the pasture, and when the sandstorm comes, what will the cows and goats eat?"

"Dad, why are you worrying about that? People have already said that they will leave after making some money and buy a small western-style house in the city to live comfortably. Who would want to stay in a yurt and freeze?" "If everyone thinks like that, the grassland will be in trouble!" The old man was a little angry. "Jianping, you can't let the villagers do anything! Especially don't raise goats, because goats can ruin the grassland!"

"Don't worry, uncle. I won't let you keep it!" Sun Jianping smiled and patted the old man's shoulder. "Uncle, you haven't been to my house often, so stay a few more days when you come back!"

"No, I have so many cows to feed at home...By the way, Jianping, I heard that you guys made milk powder and sold it?"

"Well, we don't raise many, unlike County Chief Lin and his team. Selling fresh milk is a hassle, but it's not enough to pay for gas. It's easier to just make milk powder and sell it."

“How are sales now?”

"Not bad, it's cheap, so go out and take advantage of the situation."

"That's the right way to do it. Milk will go bad after being left out for a morning. I was thinking of selling it fresh, but then I realized it wouldn't work. So I'll just make it into cubes and sell it..."

Sun Jianping frowned. The old man was beating around the bush with me. Did he have something to say but couldn't save his face?
"Uncle asked me to process the milk into milk powder and sell it to other places. Use the procedures and brands from our village. Just treat it as... just treat it as setting up a branch factory. How about that? I'll find someone to help you get a set of equipment to process milk powder. Do you think this is okay?"

The old man's nervous face finally showed a smile, he stood up and patted his shoulder, "Jianping, uncle is happy to chat with you, and you can get things straight without any delay. In fact, uncle came here this time for this matter, just now... I was embarrassed to say it!"

"Why should I be embarrassed about this? You are my elder. It's too polite for an elder to ask a younger person to do something for you!"

Sun Jianping was not happy!
The old man smiled innocently, "Then help us get a set. It's about how much it should cost. Just tell me and I'll give you the money."

"What money? Don't I know your situation? It won't be too late to give it to me when you make money!"

Sun Jianping called Secretary Xiao and told him about purchasing the milk powder equipment. Secretary Xiao nodded and hurried to the next door to make a phone call.

"It's done. You can just wait at home for the receiving device..."

Sun Jianping glanced at the clock and said, "Have you eaten yet? Come on, I'll treat you to some seafood!"

"What...potatoes stewed with kelp!"

"If you can't speak, just shut up!" The old man glared at his son fiercely!
Day after day, he is full of tiger spirit!
Embarrass me!

"Just now in your office, I was too embarrassed to say that now the grasslands are distributed to each household. Unlike the production team, there is no one to manage them. Now who is in charge? They raise goats, saying that they can sell cashmere, and they are ruining the grasslands... You see, this is really annoying!"

Sitting in the private room of Juxian Building, Sun Jianping ordered a few dishes and a bottle of wine. The old man took a sip of the white wine and sighed, "We all rely on raising sheep to make money, but now the pastures are all gone. What will our descendants do? Eat sand as food? It's really..."

The old man couldn't continue.

"This matter..."

Sun Jianping frowned, "Is there someone taking the lead in raising them, or are the herders raising them on their own?"

"There's a leader!"

Brother Baotu slurped the prawns and muttered, "They give fodder to sheep. They give it to anyone who raises sheep. It's free. Otherwise, how could they have spread so quickly?"

(End of this chapter)