It starts with the production team driving the big truck

Chapter 1617: A tiger root is left!

"Goose is indeed a good thing. It grows fast, has good meat quality, and most importantly, can be sold at a high price..."

Secretary Fang squatted on the ground, looking at the mountain of goose entrails, and poked at them with his hand, "Jianping, I heard that the French eat something called goose liver. Is this what it is?"

"Haha, it looks like goose fatty liver..."

"They also eat fatty liver. Those guys are really... eating raw meat and drinking blood. They haven't evolved completely yet!"

Secretary Fang stood up and asked, "How much do you charge per pound? Is there any profit after processing and deducting the tare weight?"

"From the countryside, I buy it for 2.2 to 2.6 cents per pound. After plucking the feathers and scraping the guts, there is still 70% weight left on the scale. The price they give is 3.8 cents. A big goose is 30 pounds, minus the feathers and internal organs, there is still about 20 pounds left. They have already quoted the shipping and packaging fees, and after deducting the labor, the total price for a big goose is about 1.2 or 1.3 yuan..."

Sun Jianping frowned. He originally wanted to stabilize the purchase price of geese at more than three cents, but this was almost impossible!
The last time Han Laowu went to his house to buy geese, he gave them a high price of 26 cents because he was the county magistrate.

"Can't goose gizzards, goose livers, goose hearts, and goose intestines all be sold for money?"

"Firstly, the people in Raoping don't want it. Secondly, even if they do, we have to hire people to clean it up. Now there are many small factories in Taiping Mountain, such as furniture factories, fireworks factories, oil press factories and wine factories... We can't hire anyone!"

Also!

Secretary Fang frowned. Doing agriculture is not so easy. It is complicated, with little profit and is cumbersome!

"Okay, you guys take care of it. Jianping, you should also think of a way to see if you can install some equipment to improve production efficiency."

Secretary Fang walked out of Xiaoxishan, the "Asura Field", with mixed feelings, scratched his head, and his eyes fell on the rice fields that were already covered with snow.

"How is the rice this year?"

"Not bad, the yield per mu can reach 700."

"Seven hundred, that's quite a big improvement. I remember when you first started planting, the yield per mu was only two to three hundred kilograms." Secretary Fang laughed, and Lao Cao also laughed, "Who knew how to plant this before? It was Jianping who instigated me to bring water to the low-lying land of the Tudi Temple, and I did it. I didn't expect that it would help us all!"

"Jianping is the lucky star of your county! Look how prosperous your county is now!"

Secretary Fang smiled, thinking of several other counties. Nahe has developed from the poorest and most backward wolf-hunting county to what it is now, which can be considered a very rapid progress!

No wonder Leader Zhao said a while ago that he wanted to keep Sun Jianping in Nahe for five years. If he were to leave, would all the achievements we have made disappear and the good foundation we have laid be ruined?

Hard to say!

"Come on, leader, come to my house for dinner!" Lao Cao invited enthusiastically. Secretary Fang smiled and shook his head, "Don't bother you. I still have a lot of things to deal with in the city. I have to hurry back."

"Uncle, are we going to build a clothing building again next year?"

"Well, did your father-in-law tell you?"

Sun Jianping smiled and shook his head. "My personal suggestion is that we only need one clothing building. We don't have that much spending power. Why don't we just build a commercial building and let the people rent it to do whatever they want. There's no need to put clothing in one building, electrical appliances in another, and then put catering together..."

"That's a good suggestion. I'll go back and discuss it with Lao Cai and the others!"

Secretary Fang glanced at the glass shed in the distance again, his eyes rolled, "You little brat!"
Just keep your eyes hidden from us!
It was the end of the year, and Secretary Fang was so busy that he didn't even have a meal. He drove his three-wheeled motorcycle back to Hecheng. Lao Cao and Sun Jianping stood by the bridge, watching the three-wheeled motorcycle go away. The old man slapped his thigh and asked, "Is that three-wheeled motorcycle ours?" "Yes..."

Sun Jianping couldn't help but laugh secretly. What if the old man wanted to collect some money?

"Look at this guy, he didn't even eat after coming here, as if he was responsible for our team..." Lao Cao scratched his head, looked at the three-wheeled vehicle going away, and stamped his feet unwillingly, "It's almost noon, come on, let's go to the back mountain to burn some paper for our brothers, it's the winter solstice..."

At the foot of Erhu Mountain, a large number of abrupt new graves stood quietly among the cold smoke and withered grass. As wisps of green smoke rose, Lao Cao squatted on the ground, smoking a cigarette, looking around the cemetery with a somewhat melancholy expression.

"Jianping, your elder brother is a fierce man who doesn't know how to handle things. I have to tell you something. When I die, you must bury me here. Don't forget!"

"Uncle, what are you talking about? May you live a hundred years..."

Sun Jianping felt a little sad when he heard this, and he gave a dry laugh and advised. The old man seemed very calm, "What's the big deal? People are just here to go through the motions. When the mission is completed, the candles will be blown out and the candles will be removed. Remember?"

"Yes, I'll remember that." Sun Jianping didn't want to make the old man sad, so he nodded gently, "Well, you and my aunt... won't be buried together?"

"Come on, forget it. We didn't get along when we were alive. We fought all the time. Now we're buried together after we die... You want me to die without peace!"

Lao Cao scratched his hair, looked at the grave of his "ex-wife" buried on the hillside behind the mountain, and shook his head like a rattle. "When your aunt passes away, bury the two of us together. We have something to talk about, but there is nothing good to say to your aunt!"

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Well, no wonder they all like concubines!
"I understand. Don't keep thinking about these things. Isn't it good to live a good life? Now you don't have to worry about food and drink... We have two college students in our family..."

"That's right. I'm just giving you a heads up. I trust you to do the job. Your elder brother... I tell you, that tiger thing is all up to its roots. It's all up to your aunt and the others to beat the tiger roots. If your great grandfather hadn't arranged a marriage for us, I would never have married her like that..."

On the way back, the old man kept muttering, complaining that the older generation had done nothing, and that he had found such a fierce wife for himself and had a fierce son.

Sun Jianping could only smile secretly.

"Luckily, my three grandsons all look like your sister-in-law, otherwise our Cao family would be doomed..."

When they entered their own yard, Li Xiuzhi happened to come back to cook lunch. The old man praised his daughter-in-law again. Li Xiuzhi smiled and was very happy!

Uncle Cao really speaks differently to different people. You can't help but admit it!

Sun Jianping saw that it was getting late, so he went back home to feed the animals. When they saw him coming back, the tigers and dogs all pounced on him, howling for food.

After Sun Jianping finished feeding the animals, he turned his head to look at the glass greenhouse next to the cattle farm. Have his second uncle, Yuxin, and brother-in-law Xiaolin eaten?

Are these three guys crazy? They are busy day and night!
On the third day, the small mountain village was completely quiet. All the men, women, young and old who were able to work in the village went to work in the furniture factory, cattle farm and fireworks factory. Sun Jianping's family was not at home either, leaving the old cat so idle that it lay on the roof and dozed off!
Yawn!

Come back, little bottle, so that the cat can beat you up!
I am bored!
The roar of a three-wheeled vehicle came from afar and stopped in front of his house. The old cat raised his eyelids, glanced around, and wagged his tail. Isn't this the leader of Xiaopingzi and the others?

What is he doing here?
"Meow!"

The old cat called out, and the little tiger heard Master Meow's instructions, climbed out of the nest, and slid along the wall to the door, but saw that the man just parked his three-wheeled motorcycle outside, pulled out the key, turned around and ran straight to the back mountain!

Could it be that he is here to steal eggs?
(End of this chapter)