Don’t Mess with Shennong

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Wang Ping'an and Gu Qingcheng joked and laughed, but everyone is not stupid. They have their own purposes and needs. This is the premise of exchanges.

Gu Qingcheng threw the bait and Wang Ping caught it before he could continue to talk about the following things.

Gu Jia's herbal medicine industry wants to build a Chinese medicine planting base, and any township nearby will be eager to meet. If it is determined to invest in Huaxi Town, the leader of the own town will help choose the location, where can Wang Pingping speak.

And she asked Wang Ping's to recommend a place, which was naturally an exchange of interests.

Wang Ping'an took the bait. After that, she was in trouble and asked for help. Wang Ping'an couldn't stand idly by.

On the eve of his father Wang Degui's campaign for village chief, if he could make an investment for the village to build a Chinese medicine base, it would also allow many villagers to go to work, which would allow countless villagers to vote.

Not to mention the village chief, even the village party secretary is possible.

Of course, the village party secretary does not have to vote for the villagers, it is decided by the town ... But as long as the operation is done properly, Gu Qingcheng will do a little more help and hope for the next village party secretary.

With Wang Ping's understanding of this society now, he could not have imagined it so far, but it did not affect his judgment.

He believes that in view of the present poverty in the village, it is especially necessary for powerful companies to come to invest.

As a result, Gu Qingcheng immediately received Wang Ping's courteous hospitality. He was in no mood to cook. It was all nonsense. Half an hour later, he made a hearty dish.

The war commissioner and Lai Wang sat side by side, facing Gu Qingcheng with a strong aura and top beauty. They were too stressed and had a much more elegant posture than usual.

"Oh, boss Wang is very kind. Just the four of us actually made a table dish, which is too rich." Gu Qingcheng said while eating, his eyes became crescent-shaped, like a cunning fox.

"It's average. By the way, let's talk about the location of the Chinese medicine base. I have two good places in my mind. One is in the southeast of Taoyuan. There is a wasteland in our village, but it is a bit remote. The villagers gave up because there were too many poisonous beasts. "

"Another place is in the north of the village, there is a grand canyon, there are cluttered forest next to it, there are mountains and water, and the sun is okay. After clearing, it will become a good place to plant medicine."

Wang Ping'an tried his best to introduce the situation of Wangjing Village's wasteland and gave her reference.

"Which place is near your Taoyuan?" Gu Qingcheng asked.

"Uh, of course it is the wasteland in the southeast. Across the more than 100 acres of orchards of Wang Hongliang's house, turn a small bend, and then pass through a mixed forest, that is the wasteland."

"Okay, when you finish eating, you take me there to see. If the environment is right, I will focus on it." Gu Qingcheng said.

Laiwang and the War Commission heard their chats and stared at each other, feeling that Wang Ping dare to recommend the two ghost places in order to leave the Chinese medicine base project, and there was no one else.

The grand canyon in the north has many mountains, many waters, many forests, dark and humid, and many rocks in the land. Where is it suitable for planting herbs? Take someone to see it, and Bao Zhun refused instantly.

As for the wasteland in the southeast, Wang Pingping did n’t tell her that there were not only wild animals and poisonous insects, but also the place where children were thrown to death in the village. In the past, people in the village were superstitious and said that there were often haunts.

Because of this, the village is obviously a flat and fertile place, and the villagers dare not go to plant it, preferring to reclaim the barren mountains close to the village instead of going there.

Gu Qingcheng swept the expressions of the two of them, and immediately asked, "Hey, the expressions of the two of you are wrong? Is there anything wrong with the wasteland in the southeast?"

"No, there's really no problem." Lai Wang shook his head with the war committee, making any jokes, if the boss's business was broken, beating was light.

"Oh." Gu Qingcheng no longer asked, but just laughed recklessly.

Wang Ping's expression was determined, and said, "It's just a piece of land, what's the problem? Just wait a while and take you to see if it's OK. If we can't change places, I'm not forcing you to choose that wasteland."

"Oh, this is also true." Speaking of which, Gu Qingcheng stopped talking and concentrated on eating.

Wang Ping's guess was right. She came here to rub the rice. Since eating the food here, she feels not fragrant.

Sometimes I dream about this Taoyuan, the food in this iron house, and this man who cooks.

After dinner, Lai Wang and the War Commission cleaned up the tableware and chopsticks. Wang Ping and Gu Qingcheng prepared to visit the wasteland.

The big yellow dog also wanted to run up the mountain, Wang Ping stopped him and took him to see the wasteland.

There are so many weeds and trees there, and just a warrior, who knows what is hidden in it, with a big yellow dog, more at ease.

The road at the entrance of Taoyuan is an original dirt road, mixed with stones, and is simply built. It is two or three meters wide. It can easily pass by cars, but there is still some mud after heavy rain.

Along this road, we walked more than a thousand meters, and the road conditions became worse and worse. A large number of weeds appeared in the middle of the road, indicating that few people passed by here.

Even the daily work of the orchard next to Wang Hongliang's family didn't pass by.

Wang Ping An whistle, let the big yellow dog in front of the way, he accompanied Gu Qingcheng, pointing at the surrounding environment.

Turning a small bend to the southeast, the road is more difficult to walk, and it is more remote and desolate. I can no longer hear the sound of cars and people on the road, which makes Gu Qingcheng, who is used to mountain exploration, frown.

"How far is it?" Gu Qingcheng was wearing a skirt today, with clean legs, a bit uncomfortable stabbed by weeds on the road.

Wang Pingan pointed to the vast wasteland between the miscellaneous trees in front and the mountains and said: "Here are all, after the grass is cleaned, everything can be planted. There are also some ponds in it, which can be filled or planted in water. The growing herbs, even if you keep fish. "

"Is this too desolate? If you build a Chinese herb planting base here, how much manpower and materials will be needed to open the wasteland in the early stage ..." Gu Qingcheng looked at the wasteland and frowned a little. This was a little bit different from what she had imagined. difference.

"Haha, our labor here is very cheap. Just pay a little money, and someone will do it. With the strength of your hundred herbal medicine industry, won't you care about this little money?" Wang Ping said with a smile.

Wang Wang, Wang Wang.

The yellow dog barked at the mixed forest for a while. A group of monkeys were frightened and flew over the treetops. They stood on a branch tens of meters away and squeaked, expressing their disapproval to the yellow dog.

"Look, how good the ecology is here, and there are monkeys. Planting Chinese medicine here may be able to catch up with the quality of wild herbs." Wang Ping boasted.

"The quality of the medicinal materials can't just look at the environment ..." Gu Qingcheng explained half of it and suddenly woke up and explained to him, even if this place is not suitable, you have to agree.

Wang Wang, Wang Wang.

The yellow dog barked again, and all the hair on his neck was raised, which was a sign of tension and attack.

The grass and trees swayed, and the cry of the beast came from behind the moist dense banana tree.

"Eh, there is something in the woods?" Wang Ping frowned, stepping in front of Gu Qingcheng, protecting her behind him, and picking up a big rock by the road.