It starts with the production team driving the big truck

Chapter 1669: The tiger thing is yours!
"Cough cough!"

Secretary Fang sat aside with a gloomy face, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

What a bullshit!
Isn't our Hecheng...famous for being the hometown of the red-crowned crane?
Baihe, what the hell?

A new species?
"The tide-riders stand at the head of the waves, and when the wind rises, it is time to set sail. The top leaders attach great importance to the down jacket industry and have allocated 1.5 million yuan in support funds to support us in becoming bigger and stronger. Comrades, the coming year will be a year for us to work hard and forge ahead, and also a year for us to stride forward and climb to new heights. I hope that everyone can unite closely around the city leaders and follow the city's baton..."

Secretary Fang yawned loudly. The two million yuan of support funds became one and a half million yuan in his hands!
Where did the remaining 500,000 go?
Also, they say they are developing the down jacket industry, but where are the down jackets? Where are the geese? There is nothing but a mouth!
Can you pluck hair from your mouth or sew a down jacket?

What a bastard!
There was another round of warm applause at the scene. After the meeting, everyone went straight to Juxian Building to hold a celebration meeting. After a while of toasting, Secretary Fang looked at the bill in astonishment.

The dinner cost more than 870 yuan.

Grass!
Secretary Fang couldn't help but swear. He hadn't even seen a single goose feather, but more than 800 yuan was gone!
It would be incredible if this could be done.

On the last day of the holiday before the New Year, the equipment of Nahe Poultry Hatchery Plant No. 2 was installed. Sun Jianping issued a notice requiring all places to start purchasing fertilized goose eggs, classifying them according to size, and officially start collecting them after the New Year!
"You guys are still efficient here!" Unable to bear the chaotic Hecheng, Secretary Fang brought his wife and children, riding a three-wheeled motorcycle to Nahe to relax, watch a crosstalk performance, and buy some things for the New Year.

"It's okay. The main thing is that the money is in place, so everything is easy!" Sun Jianping looked at the rows of incubators and smiled proudly.

"How many of these can hatch at a time?"

"The designed production capacity is 20,000. There is also a hatchery in Taiping Mountain. It is smaller and can hatch more than 5,000 at a time."

"The two together make 25,000... plus the ones that farmers hatch at home, can we have a stock of one million this year?"

"The goal is one million. Now it depends on how many breeding eggs we can collect. If there are enough breeding eggs, we will expand the scale and increase production capacity." Sun Jianping smiled and pinched Secretary Fang's son. The little guy was chubby and very cute.

"I have now understood that a thousand empty words and lies are not as good as one true word!" Thinking of Lao Cai's boastful appearance at the founding meeting of Xianghe Group yesterday, Secretary Fang felt a little disgusted and nauseous!
"Haha!" Sun Jianping could tell that his leader was angry, so he could only laugh dryly. "Are they going to build a hatchery too?"

"Hatchery? I doubt they even know there is such a thing in the world!"

"If you want to develop the down industry, you must have goose down. If you don't have goose down or duck down, you can get goose down from the source, raising geese..."

"You raise your geese in the grass, but other people raise their geese in their mouths!" Secretary Fang sneered, "The responsibility of hatching the breeding geese is now handed over to you. If you do a good job, I will give you the 100,000 yuan!"

"Uncle, don't worry. Just for that hundred thousand dollars, I will risk my life!"

"You boy!"

Today is the last day before the New Year and also the market day in Nahe. The small county town is crowded with people. Farmers are taking advantage of this golden opportunity to sell all the rice, flour, grain, chickens and mountain products they grow and raise and put them on the roadside. Some business-minded people have already started to import clothes, general merchandise, matches, exercise books and so on from the city and drive tractors to the market to sell the goods.

"There are so many people!"

Secretary Fang looked at the lively scene in front of him with excitement. Nahe was known as the poorest of the nine counties under the jurisdiction of Hecheng, but looking at the way the farmers on the street were dressed, they seemed to be much better than the farmers in other counties!
"Selling chickens, big roosters raised at home, fifty cents a pound..."

"Selling firecrackers, Ermajia firecrackers, clearance sale, sell for money!"

Cao Chungui was shivering with cold, breathing heavily, stamping his feet, and shouting at the top of his lungs!

"It's Chungui, you're still selling firecrackers in this cold weather! Just stay at home!" A middle-aged woman walked up to the stall, grabbed a string of small firecrackers and joked with him.

"Aren't you out running around in this cold weather?" Cao Chungui glared at him, and he was so angry that his head was smoking!

You're such a jerk, you can talk nonsense!
"Old Cao, take a look at this tiger thing in your house!"

"You gave birth to this tiger!" "Shut up!" Lao Cao kicked his son and tried to sell firecrackers to the woman with a smile. The woman grabbed two strings of 500-shot firecrackers and put them in the basket. "Brother Lao Cao, why don't you give me some double-shot ones?"

"I'll give it all to you!" Cao Chungui was kicked twice for no reason. He was so angry that he had no place to vent, so he shouted in a muffled voice!

"Go away!" Lao Cao rolled his eyes at his son and stuffed a handful of double-bang cigarettes into the middle-aged woman's basket. "It's a gift, it must be given away. The more you buy, the more you get!"

"It's still Brother Cao who knows how to do things and is very particular!"

"Of course... leave it there so it can help me promote it!"

"I didn't say anything!"

Cao Xingwen stood at the back, rubbing his hands as he watched his grandfather selling firecrackers, and smiled, it’s not that difficult!

"Come here, grandson, it's up to you!" Old Cao naturally couldn't miss the opportunity to let his precious grandson show up, so he waved at him. Cao Xingwen jumped off the carriage and cleared his throat, "Selling firecrackers, two-horse firecrackers, clacking, the ground is covered with red!"

"Decent!" Lao Cao picked up the agate pipe Qian Guozheng gave him, lit it up, took a puff, and chuckled!
Don’t look at my son who is a bit fierce and not that great, my eldest grandson is a rare talent!
"Busy bro!"

Sun Jianping and Secretary Fang's family came over and saw Lao Cao. Secretary Fang greeted him and Lao Cao immediately smiled and said, "Our small place is so lucky today that we have recruited a big official like you!"

"I've been so bored staying at home, so I took my wife and kids out for a walk. I heard you guys are doing a two-person opera?"

Lao Cao squinted his eyes and looked at the sun. "It's said to start at ten o'clock, but it's only nine o'clock now. We have to wait a while."

Sun Jianping squinted his eyes curiously and looked at the sun. How come there is a pointer on the sun? Can the old man tell what time it is just by looking at it?

"Then wait a moment..."

"Selling candied haws, honey candied haws!"

Xiao Lu was pushing a bicycle with two bundles of straw stuck on the frame, and a lot of red candied haws stuck on them in an orderly manner, and he was selling them along the street.

Secretary Fang looked at Xiao Lu, looked at Lao Cao, and then looked at the man selling geese, brooms, soybean oil, and liquor in the distance...

"You guys are responsible for all this, right?"

Sun Jianping chuckled, "Back then, I was criticized every day!"

He waved to Xiao Lu, and Xiao Lu pushed his bicycle over with his beloved son sitting on the back seat!

"What a little brat!" Sun Jianping pinched the little guy's face, took out a handful of crispy candies and stuffed them into his pocket. The little guy was so happy that his big eyes narrowed into slits, and he grabbed two to show off to his dad!

"Just eat what your uncle gave you!" Xiao Lu picked a candied haws and handed it to Secretary Fang's child. Secretary Fang hurriedly took out money.

"Is the Errenzhuan about to start?" Lao Cao asked. Xiao Lu pointed to the big tent at the entrance of the bus station in the distance and said, "It should be about the same. I just saw some drums beating inside!"

"That's fast!"

Secretary Fang looked curiously in the direction of his finger and found that he had discovered many blue-roofed sheds next to the bus station.

"Jianping, what are these greenhouses used for?"

(End of this chapter)