It was still very cold in the morning, and Song Qingyun, who was only wearing a soft-shell jacket, shivered.

Fortunately, after the sun came out, he baked in the sun for a long time and finally regained his vitality.

Ronan rode a small motorcycle with frost flowers to open the store early in the morning. Her shop couldn't make money at all and didn't know what to do. It would be better to sleep at home!

As soon as she left, Song Qingyun felt a sense of relief. If the pain was not solved as soon as possible, her trouble would become greater and greater.

"Ding Ding Ding..." The phone rang. It was Huang Ming's father, Lao Huang.

Song Qingyun: "Hey, Lao Huang, are you going to report the news? I have said many times that you are reporting the situation to the organization. Reporting is a derogatory term and you cannot say it randomly, and you don't have to feel embarrassed."

Lao Huang: "I'm just telling the news."

"Okay, you tell me, what's the matter?"

Old Huang said angrily: "I want to report Huang Erwa."

"What's wrong with him?"

"Huang Erwa didn't come back all night. He went to Zhuhua's store to play mahjong all night. It was too unreasonable. He didn't care about family affairs. He only knew how to play cards, cards, and cards all day long."

Song Qingyun: "Have he not returned home yet?"

"not yet."

"Okay, I'll go and have a look." Song Qingyun was really speechless at Huang Ming. This man was too gambled and didn't know what to say.

Although Huang Erwa often has a personal relationship with Song Qingyunding Niu, our Secretary Song still has a personal relationship with him. After all, we squeezed into bed for two nights and had many meals together.

As a friend, Song Qingyun felt that he should remind him that everything should not be too far.

After the call, Song Qingyun walked to Zhuhua Concession House.

Most of the villagers have already gotten up and served the crops in the fields. The young and strong who are working outside have already returned home, and they have to take advantage of this time to do their homework.

After walking a few steps, Song Qingyun always felt that someone pointed and whispered something behind her back.

But when you listen carefully, you can hear nothing, just a low laugh.

Song Qingyun was a little uncomfortable. After turning the corner, he deliberately hid behind a bush of bamboo forest.

"Puchi" Seeing that he was not here, several villagers working in the field laughed out loudly.

"I said, Secretary Xiao Song has such good conditions and has never been in love, so why was he hooked up by Luo Po?"

"Isn't this nonsense? He's just a young man. He has never experienced such a thing before, so he naturally got into a trap."

"Yes, what kind of character is Na Luo's Widow? He is said to be a long-standing battle. What kind of man hasn't seen before? Can Song Qingyun escape from her palm?"

"Yes, yes, Luo Pi is a real woman!"

"Did you see it just now? Song Qingyun's face turned pale and she kept yawning as soon as she saw people. It was obviously an overworked look."

"No, I live under one roof, one is dry firewood and the other is raging fire. How can I not work hard?"

"Haha!" Everyone laughed unrestrainedly.

When Song Qingyun heard that they were talking so distorted, she felt like she fell into a rolling soup, making her body feel so hot.

"Secretary Song, you're so early, are you inspecting here?" Suddenly someone shouted behind him.

The scream alarmed several farmers who were talking. When they saw Song Qingyun, they screamed at the same time: "Secretary Song."

Now Song Qingyun was even more ashamed and hurried forward.

The man who called him just now looked puzzled: "Secretary Song, Secretary Song, I'm looking for you if I have something to do! Please stay."

After walking for a while, Song Qingyun finally escaped from the awkward situation. He breathed a long sigh of relief, stopped, and looked closely. This person turned out to be Du Limei.

He was curious: "Hey, it turns out it's Boss Du, why are you still in the village?"

Du Limei is a designer invited by Chen Shangding from the provincial capital and has met Song Qingyun several times.

When this person speaks, he says, "Shi Shi says, he is very pretending and doesn't speak much."

Didn’t Chen Shangding get investigated by his superiors? Naturally, his new house could not be built again, so he laid a foundation and threw it there.

Durimei had no choice but to design and decoration work, so she naturally withdrew it.

Hearing Song Qingyun’s question, Du Limei smiled and said, “Hongshi Village has outstanding people and beautiful scenery. I miss it and travel the old place again.”

"Welcome to visit." Song Qingyun felt very tired of talking to him, so he spoke up and was about to leave.

Du Limei said again: "Secretary Song, I want you to tell me something about the poverty alleviation battle in Hongshi Village."

Song Qingyun suddenly felt excited: "Old Du, you said, I naturally know everything."

Du Limei said that his daughter worked in the provincial capital after graduating from college and was an executive of a listed company. Recently, their company has been building an e-commerce platform, which she is responsible for.

The platform has been built, but now there is a shortage of products.

Hongshi Village is so good. It depends on whether the specialty agricultural products here can be sold on the platform.

After saying that, he opened his mobile phone and pushed the network address and APP to Song Qingyun.

Our Xiao Songshu was very energetic and had such good things. So he went to the APP, but when he saw it, he felt extremely disappointed.

It turns out that this is a chain of large pharmacies and is not a listed company at all. Du Limi's daughter is probably not an executive. This person just loves to brag.

The medicine sold in large pharmacies are naturally the ones.

Song Qingyun is an amateur in the pharmaceutical industry. As far as he knows, the country seems to be stipulating that drugs cannot be sold online, right?

Therefore, there is no medicine sold on this company's online shopping platform. It sells agricultural products such as wolfberry, yam, red dates, ginger, honeysuckle, and Fat Sea. These things are not worth mentioning that they are medicines, but they can also be said to be food.

The sales of products on this platform are also very bleak, with the best-selling red dates selling only 123 this month.

There are only twenty-thirty items in the other categories.

With this amount of money, we also specially build an online shopping platform, which consumes a lot of manpower and material resources, and it is completely unnecessary.

It’s better to just put it on the BBA platform. In a month, you might even earn dozens of dollars in pocket money.

This Durimei braided her, and she was not trustworthy.

Of course, Song Qingyun felt that he could still cooperate with him. He would consider selling the agricultural products in the farmers' hands a little bit, and he would not be afraid of it.

He said as he walked: "Boss Du, our mountains are high, the roads are far away, and the transportation is inconvenient. Agricultural and sideline products urgently need to go out of the mountains and go to the market. Hongshi Village has a unique climate and excellent agricultural products, especially vegetables, fruits and melons, which are sweet and beautiful. In this way, I have one more thing to deal with. After I finish processing, I will take you to the field to inspect and see if the vegetables we have here can be pushed."

Du Limei praised: "The old friend brought chickens and millet and invited me to the family. The green tree village was close by, and the green mountains were slanted outside. Opening a pavilion and talking about mulberry and hemp is a kind of elegant person and medley. It is a happy life. However, I am not very interested in the vegetables here. Moreover, the vegetables in Hongshi Village actually have no product power in the market, so I have another idea."

Song Qingyun was surprised: "You said."

Durimei: "The water here is good, especially after attracting water, the environment has been greatly improved. There is a kind of thing called the thorn-breasted frog in this mountain. Can people organize people to catch it? I will collect as much as I can, and then package it and then push it onto the e-commerce platform."

"What is a thorn-breasted frog?" Song Qingyun asked curiously.

"It's the stone frog."

"It turns out to be a stone frog." The stone frog is also called stone goose. The reason why it is called this is because the frog's meat is tender and has a similar taste to the goose, but it has more delicious aquatic products, which used to be a delicacy on the villagers' dining table.

Now because of over-capture, the price is very high, reaching an astonishing 150 yuan per pound, and it is not surprising to make three or four hundred servings of dishes.

"Yes, it's the stone frog."

Song Qingyun: "No, I can't catch it."

Du Limei said: "Secretary Song, think about it, if this stone frog is placed on the platform, it will have to sell him 300 yuan per piece, which can easily help your village get rid of poverty."

Song Qingyun's complexion changed: "This is a protective animal. Can it be caught? Why are you kidding me? Don't mention it again."

"Secretary Song, think about it again. It's really a good project!"

Song Qingyun said angrily: "What are you thinking about? Boss Du, I warn you, if you dare to organize the villagers to capture it, I will definitely do your best."

Durimei's eyes turned and she smiled: "I dare not, I dare not, I just said casually. Since it is a crime, I can't do it anymore."

While talking, the two of them went to the convenience store of Zhuhua's house.

Zhuhua was sitting in the store, holding a cup of chrysanthemum in her hand. When she saw Song Qingyun, she smiled and asked, "Secretary Song, you are here, what do you want to buy?"

Du Limi: "Hello, Sister Zhuhua."

"Hello, Boss Du, do you want to play mahjong?"

"Okay, but there are some cards in the early morning. I'll come here in the afternoon to help you keep a seat."

Song Qingyun: "Who said that there was no card game in the early morning? Isn't it inside?" After that, he walked in first.

"Hey, Secretary Song, you are trespassing in a private house!" Zhuhua hurriedly put down her cup and chased her in.

Song Qingyun entered the mahjong room behind and shed tears in front of him by the heavy smoke inside.

Huang Erwa was fighting with three card friends endlessly.

They had played all night long cards, and a layer of cigarette butts were thrown on the ground, and the white pink wall was also smoked into a light yellow color.

Everyone looked haggard and looked like a dead body.

Huang Erwa: "Song Qingyun, you are here. I won a bad win this time, and I won 1,800 yuan. Mom De, I have never had such a good luck."

"Is it good, are you excited?" Song Qingyun asked.

Huang Ming: "No, if you win so much, you'll be happy."
To be continued...