This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Raising sheep? No problem. Just tell me when. Then I will ask Shui Wang's mother to come over. It just so happens that Shui Wang's father wants to come now."

I'm busy with the brick kiln, and I'm worried that no one will take care of the acres of land at home."

"My aunt is capable and careful. If she can come here, then this matter will definitely be done." Wang Zhong originally came here for Shuiwang's mother, but before he came here, Wang Zhong was worried that the old party secretary would be reluctant to stay in Yongquan Village.

What about those fields and houses?

But now it seems that Wang Zhong is worrying too much. The old branch secretary is not that pedantic. He knows what trade-offs are and knows which side has more success.

The old branch secretary asked, "Which other families are you going to find? Call them for water?"

Wang Jian nodded and said, "Isn't Gawa's mother here right now? There are also Debao and Uncle Shui. One of them is the deputy manager of the construction company and the other is the technical backbone of the kiln factory. The two of them earn an annual salary."

The money is not less than Defu. There are only a few acres of land over Yongquan. It is not convenient to water. The food grown is not enough for their family to eat for a year. So they might as well let them use Debao.

Mom will take it over too, and we can live a good life here together."

The old party secretary greatly agreed with Wang Zhong's words. In fact, even if this incident had not happened, he would have planned to find a time for Li Dayou to quickly return to Yongquan and take Shuiwang's mother over.

Whether life is going well or not, the old party secretary has a strong sense of control in his heart, and he has no plans for the future. The old party secretary has eyes to see.

In the past, when I was in Yongquan Village, if the year was better, I could barely make ends meet all year round. But if I encountered a bad year, I would really have to go hungry, digging grass roots, chewing tree bark, and searching for food all over the mountains and plains.

Wild vegetables.

Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, what's more, if there was a famine year and all the grass roots and bark were eaten, they would have to use Guanyin soil to satisfy their hunger. In the end, they would end up dying of bloating, or the whole village would drag their families with them.

He ran out to beg for food.

Fortunately, in recent years, the country has become stronger and stronger, and the economic environment has become better and better. Although life in Yongquan Village is still difficult, no one has starved to death in many years. If there is really no food to eat, the country will still

Relief food is distributed.

But even if there is relief food, it is still hungry and full. Most of the time, you can only drink the wind and eat the soil, and barely survive.

How is it like now? It has only been seven or eight years. The house has been built, the land has been plowed, and the family has saved money. We no longer have to eat potatoes three times a day, steam them in the morning and bake them at noon, as we did in Yongquan.

, cook it at night.

It has only been a few years, but now I can eat white flour every day. Occasionally, I can cut two pounds of mutton and beat half a pound of white flour to quench the glutton in my belly.

"Chongwazi, I know that you only care about the good of the villagers. Otherwise, with your ability, you can still make a name for yourself even if you go to Yanjing."

The old party secretary looked at Wang Zhong, and many thoughts suddenly popped up in his mind: "I am just an old farmer, a farmer, and I don't understand the big principles written in the book, but I have to eat one bite at a time, and I have to walk the road."

Take it step by step."

"Now you are running a construction company, building a brick kiln, running a farm, conducting experiments, raising sheep, growing wolfberries, grapes, and watermelons, and now you still have to think of ways to sell it."

The old man counted on his fingers and said.

"You spin back and forth like a top every day, never stopping. Don't say that we humans are not machines. Even the machines in the kiln factory need to take a break and repair them after being used for a long time.

It’s non-stop.”

"Not to mention, in our village, many people used to be very capable when they were young. They got up early every day and worked hard every day. They didn't know what it meant to be tired. But when they got older, all kinds of diseases suddenly disappeared.

It came out, and there were people of all ages who were paralyzed and unable to get up."

The old party secretary looked at Wang Zhong with worry on his brows: "You are young now, your body is strong and you can handle it, but you are not made of iron. You should pay more attention to rest, and be sure not to get any diseases."

"Money is something you don't bring with you when you're alive, and you won't take it with you even when you die. If you need so much, just have enough."

Listening to the old party secretary's concerned words, Wang Zhong was deeply touched, and for some reason, the appearance of his great-uncle in real society appeared in his mind.

Looking at the old party secretary in front of me, although their voices and smiles were very different, their concern for themselves was exactly the same, coming from the bottom of their hearts.

"Uncle, don't worry," Wang Zhong said with a smile, "I know it in my heart. You forgot, I am a doctor myself. I just want to take advantage of the fact that I am young and energetic now, and stay busy for a few more years, and wait a few years."

In the year, the quality of life of the villagers has improved, and now that we have a stable livelihood, it is time for me to retire, and then I will be able to live our own small life with water and peace and stability."

The old party secretary looked at Wang Zhong who was smiling and sighed. That's all he said. Wang Zhong is not a fool or a child, so he naturally knows the importance.

"As long as you have an idea!" the old branch secretary said earnestly, "What is the word you often talk about, and what combination is it?"

"Combining work and rest!"

"Yes, yes! It's about combining work and rest. Don't you always say that only by combining work and rest can you live a long life?" These words have always been Wang Zhong's advice to the old party secretary, because he was afraid that he would ignore his own health and work blindly.

, and ended up falling ill and unable to get up just like in the original plot.

"Uncle, don't worry! If I don't even know this, how can I nurse you back to health?"

"By the way, there is also this medicinal wine. It is for replenishing the body. Remember, you must not drink more than three taels a day." Wang Zhong warned with a serious look.

"I know, I know!" The old man waved his hand impatiently and started playing with the two little guys.

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In the summer of 1998, the fields of Jintan Village were all golden, and the wheat grains in the ground were full. The summer wind blew, and the waves of wheat surged one after another. It was a kind of beauty that was completely different from that of the sea, which made people indulge in it unconsciously.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The villagers sang Xintianyou, picked up sickles, wore turbans and hats, and wore short shirts and jackets. The whole family went into battle and bent over to see each other in the fields.

, cutting wheat one crop after another.

Throughout the northern region, due to different regions, different climates, and different sunshine hours, the wheat ripening seasons are also different in different places every year. During the old society, a profession was also derived, called Mai Ke, who specialized in traveling on this land.

Making a living by harvesting wheat for others.

Hei Wa in Bailuyuan is a good Mai Ke.

However, Wang Zhong's farm obviously didn't need to hire wheat customers. Two harvesters and four tractors took turns to work on the two hundred acres of wheat from dawn to dusk, and there were still dozens of acres left.

The next morning, the harvesters and tractors continued to work, and it took three hours to harvest all the remaining dozens of acres of wheat on the farm.

From two hundred acres of land, nearly 150,000 jins of wheat were harvested. This number is not too high. On average, one acre of land is less than 750 jins.

In the village, there are many people who harvest more per mu than Wang Zhong, and some who harvest less than Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong guessed that it was not a problem with the wheat variety. The main reason might be that the fertility of the soil was not enough, and the management of the farm was not as careful as some of the villagers.

After all, Wang Zhong's farm has only been established for a few years. Although it has been fertilized many times, it is not surprising that it was originally the Gobi Desert and not as fertile as those thousands of miles of fertile plains.

Moreover, taking care of two hundred acres of wheat land is more laborious, and there will inevitably be some losses during harvesting and transportation.

What's the concept of 150,000 kilograms of wheat? It's almost a hundred cubic meters. If it were piled up, it would fill almost half of the classroom.

In addition to these two hundred acres of wheat, there are also 80 acres of corn, 50 acres of wolfberry, and 20 acres of grapes. The rest are currently planted with Juncao, oat grass and other various species that grow in the Gobi Desert.

The vegetation and shrubs serve as pasture for the more than a thousand beach sheep.

After harvesting the wheat, Wang Zhong and Professor Ling immediately got into the shed again.

The greenhouse had been erected a long time ago. There were not many sheds, and it only covered an area of ​​two acres. It was divided into several areas. Professor Ling, along with his students and assistants, stayed in the shed all day long, observing carefully.

The growth of bacterial colonies carefully records the growth status of the colonies in each area.

And on the other side.

The construction of Minning Village is still in progress, and Debao and Shuiwang are getting busier day by day.

Debao's mother and Shuiwang's mother were also picked up by Ma Shuishui and Li Dayou from Yongquan Village in early summer, and they each built a sheepfold next to their own house.

Bought twenty lambs from Wang Zhong.

Not only that, Wang Zhong also recruited ten young people from the village who had just come to Diaozhuang in the past two years and had not gone to Fujian Province to work, and asked them to work in an isolated shed with Professor Ling and others, doing odd jobs while

Learned the cultivation of mushrooms with Professor Ling and others.

Shuihua was not idle either. Shuihua went to the county to re-register a company and established Shanhai Group, which included a construction company, a kiln factory, a newly established agricultural and sideline products sales company, and several agricultural and sideline products processing workshops.

It belongs to Shanhai Group.

We also set up sales points in nearby counties and cities such as Xingqing, Haiji, Guyuan, Qingtongxia and other areas, and began to develop sales channels for agricultural and sideline products.

Shui Hua is smart, has a strong learning ability, is willing to endure hardships, and is capable. She is not only a good helper, but also plays a very important role in the industrial chain planned by Wang Zhong.

Both Wang Zhong and his wife were busy with their careers, so the two brothers, Ping An and Shun, had no choice but to leave it to Li Laoshuan. Li Laoshuan used to be a good servant of livestock, but he didn't expect to take care of his two grandsons now.

Very good.
Chapter completed!