The mayor is a little bit thick

Chapter 102 Mayor Qin!

Chinese people like to join in the fun and follow the big gang. If you don’t use one, you don’t use all. If you want to use one, others will be anxious.

When the people in Wangjiatun heard this, they didn't want to, so they went to your village for anything. The corn in our village was left on the mountain to be abandoned?

"Da Biao, you have to collect the ones from our village first."

"That's right, why do you have to finish harvesting the land in our village before you can go out to work, otherwise we will find someone else's harvester."

Wang Biao picked up the loudspeaker and shouted: "Men, you people from other villages, I will go back in a few days, don't worry, listen to me first, I have seen the recent weather forecast, it is all good weather, no rain, no rain. There is no strong wind. You just watched the speed of my harvester just now. One hundred and fifty or sixty acres of land is harvested a day, which is still in our village. It will be harvested tomorrow morning at the latest, and I will give it to you tomorrow afternoon. Dry."

When everyone heard it, it could only be like this.

Wang Biao shouted again with a loudspeaker: "Wangjiatun, I plan to collect the special land first, start from here, and collect it from the cemetery in the south. Someone from each of your families will come to point out Take care of your own land, and then follow the car back to unload the grain. If there is someone who can directly thresh and tell me alone, I will collect it for you. If you want to sell it, you can contact the few hands-on guys and send you corn grits in the south of the Yangtze River. Don't worry, it's a good price, if you don't want to sell it, I'll use my car and you can directly send the corn to your yard, and then you can sell it yourself if you want to sell it, you understand?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old Zhao Daxiang, the head of the first house over there, shouted: "Wang Biao, collect it for me first, and use the one that was threshed. You know my bones, and your third wife is still alive." Paralyzed in bed, I can’t handle that.”

"Okay, third master, by the way, I have to tell the big guys, the harvester that directly threshes, one thousand and one hundred and one, and the other two nine hundred and five, are all cash, and there is no credit."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"What? No credit? People only pay when they sell their food."

"Where is the whole money going for this green and yellow one?"

"Then if you are like this, you should have said it earlier. We would have said that we would not come here. We went to find someone else. Whoever we ask for will not accept it."

Wang Biao's head was buzzing, and he picked up the loudspeaker and shouted: "Masters, I can't do anything about it. Let's just say that this tractor costs nearly 4000 yuan to fill up a tank of fuel. This is because the current low oil price. For a harvester, it costs more than 1 gas to fill it up, which is enough for a day's work. If you don't give me cash, I really have no money to refuel.

"Don't be afraid of the jokes of the big guys. My family only has a few hundred yuan now. The fuel consumption in these cars is gone and I have no money to refuel. Please bear with me, young and old. Of course, you are free to ask whoever you want to pay, yes Now, let me tell you one more thing, I will give him 50 yuan cheaper than the basic price if I use my machine to collect the straw, plow the ground, loosen the ground, and plant the land in the next year."

As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him began to chatter again, and began to make up their own calculations. The basic price was [-] yuan cheaper, so the sum of these things would be several hundred yuan.

Wang Biao's kung fu is enough to talk about gossip here. With such kung fu, he can collect three acres of land himself.

He came to his mother, Li Guizhi, and handed his other phone to her, "Men from the other four villages in Hongqi Village, whoever wants to take over the land, come to my mother and add me on WeChat, and after adding your name, how much land?" Send it to me via WeChat, and I will make statistics later, for those in the outer villages, you can find the people in your village who contact you and tell them."

After the arrangement was made, Wang Biao asked his uncle Xiaogang and several other drivers to make a division of labor arrangement, mainly for whom to collect, and whoever collected the ridges should be sent to him by WeChat.

After arranging these, he started the harvester to open the folded header and started to work.

Everything started to gradually change from chaos to busy and orderly.

Hundreds of people, those who left one after another left, those who added WeChat added WeChat, those who checked the number of their own fields checked the number of ridges, and those who contacted the truck contacted the truck.

Dahua Town.

Leaders, big and small, walked out of the meeting room one after another.

Today's meeting is not a big deal, the main thing is to hold a meeting to welcome the new mayor, let everyone get to know each other, and trust the mayor to arrange the division of labor and work in a symbolic way.

Some young female comrades and some small office clerks gathered together in twos and threes, quietly talking about the newly appointed mayor comrade.

"Xiaoya, I didn't expect the mayor to be so young and handsome, so handsome."

"Yes, it's so white. Have you noticed? His eyes are more beautiful. Not only are they bigger, but they also have long eyelashes. He's full of energy."

On the other end of the corridor.

Two small clerks, 26 and [-], walked slowly side by side with the documents in their arms.

"He's really handsome and promising. He's the mayor at such a young age. He's so handsome and tall. Hey, do you think the mayor is married?"

"You nympho, are you just staring at your face? Didn't you see that he was wearing a wedding ring?"

"Huh?" The woman's tone was a little lost.

After chatting with several leaders for a while, Qin Tiezheng returned to his mayor's office, picked up his mobile phone and wanted to send a message to his father, chatting about his impressions of these people, and asking for advice, his first fire as a new official should be Where is the best place to burn.

Seeing a red dot on Moments, I habitually clicked on it, and saw Wang Biaofa's micro-video.

Click on it and see that the people of Wuyang Wuyang are standing on the ground, surrounded by large agricultural machinery parked on the ground and on the road. Among the noisy voices, Wang Biao's shouts full of excitement and joy can be heard.

Qin Tiezheng was taken aback. When did this kid buy three harvesters and came back? Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his head.

Got it!

"Xin Miao, you are fine, you are busy with your work." Qin Tiezheng walked out of the office by himself, went to the offices of several other deputy mayors one after another, and called them together.

The four of them followed Qin Tiezheng to the mayor's office, and they exchanged glances quickly.

There was a resentful and mocking smile at the corners of his mouth and eyes.

Here comes the first fire!

They were very dissatisfied with Qin Tiezheng, the mayor who was just in his early thirties. Why did this kid, who was about the same age as their children, parachute over to take up the position of their mayor?

How can he be?
Just because his father is a member of the Standing Committee?
Hmph, they wanted to see what kind of waves this spearhead kid could make in Dahua.

"Mayor Qin, tell us to come over, what can you order?" Li Yonghai asked with a smile.

Qin Tiezheng smiled modestly, "I don't dare to say that, if the mayor is not the mayor, just call me Tiezheng, you are all seniors."

Several people laughed.

"Please come here, I have something to discuss. I'm new here, and I don't have much idea about the work. In our town, the most important thing is to do a good job in farming and autumn harvest, right?"

"That's natural!" said Deputy Head Han, who is also in charge of village health.

Qin Tiezheng continued: "I have lived in the city since I was a child, and I have almost no eyesight for rural affairs, so I want to organize everyone to go to the lower village to have a look, go to the field to investigate and understand, do a research, and see Looking at this year's harvest, what do the common people think about returning straw to the field and banning burning."

Li Yonghai, Han Desheng and the others exchanged eye contact again, and nodded one after another. Although they didn't want to look at the monk's face, they had to look at the Buddha's face. Members of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Committee, there is no need to speak, only a little bit of meaning, the following People, you can clean them up.

These days, who can afford to investigate?

"Okay, then let's prepare to go there now, Xin Miao, please go and inform."

Not long after, seven or eight cars and off-road vehicles drove out of the town government compound one after another, heading for Hongqi Village.

Staying alone at home, Wang Honggang, who just went to the backyard to see the dog, just came to the yard from the kennel, and saw a car parked in front of the window.

What is this for, why are there so many cars parked.

He quickly moved a few steps and came to the house, just in time to see Qin Tiezheng coming in. Although he looked familiar, he forgot what his name was. Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Qin Tiezheng say with a smile, "Uncle, is Wang Biao confiscating the land?"

"Ang, are you his classmate? I have something to do with him."

"Well, where did he collect the land?"

Although Monk Zhang Er, Wang Honggang still pointed to the southeast and walked out as he said, "From the brick road in front of the door, do you see that big elm tree? Turn south, walk to the cement road at the head, and go east. , and then you can see it along the cement road to the south.”

"Oh, then Uncle Wang, I'll go there first, and I'll come back." Qin Tiezheng said and walked out. At this moment, the mayor of Hongqi Village and Dr. Ma Shijie Niu and others rushed to hear the letter. They got off the car and were about to follow After entering the house, the mayor came out again, standing there in a daze.

Wang Honggang looked at Ma Shijie, Li Yonghai and others in a daze, why are these cold people here?
"Uncle Wang, go back to the house and give me something."

Wang Hong just didn't know what to say with his dazed head, so he smiled awkwardly at Qin Tiezheng.

This classmate is an official?What are the officials doing watching the land?

Ma Shijie and Niu Zhenguo were a little surprised when they heard the news. What does the new mayor have to do with the old Wang family?
It looks quite familiar.

Qin Tiezheng got into the car and took the lead to move forward. Along the way, he saw people and vehicles approaching him one after another.

He couldn't help but open the car window and asked loudly, "My fellow countrymen, what are you doing?"

"We're here to see the old Wang's family confiscating their land."

"How did you pay?"

"Okay, the new harvester that is one yard green is called clean."

After more than five minutes, Qin Tiezheng drove more than 400 meters to the southeast. He had just stopped the car and hadn't walked three meters away when he saw an old man in his 90s walking away with a corn stick. come over.

"Master, why are you here?"

The old man obviously didn't recognize Qin Tiezheng, he took a look and said, "It's land requisition, it's harmful to park your car here, go, go there."

Seeing this, Ma Shijie from behind hurried forward, "Uncle Eight, this is our mayor, come down to investigate."

"Mayor? Even if the mayor is here, you can't block the road." The old man looked at Ma Shijie with a bad look. I don't have such a bastard nephew like you. Da Biao even asked you to approve the land. , run this set of what almost.

Ma Shijie was almost stumped, "Look, what's wrong with you old man?"

Qin Tiezheng's smile froze, this embarrassment, "Master, let's drive the car away and park it."

Li Yonghai and the others were so happy when they saw it, they just hit a wall when they just went to the countryside, good!

They are very happy to see this scene.

Li Guizhi heard the movement and looked over. Seeing that it was Qin Tiezheng, he didn't care to continue scanning the QR code to add WeChat, and walked over.

"Will that work? Stop on the dirt road over there." The old man pointed to the east dirt road with the corn on the other side.

"Okay, okay, listen to your old man." Qin Tiezheng hurriedly agreed, not daring to say a word, not to mention that he is a mayor, even a high-ranking mayor official. What's more, this is the great-grandfather of an old classmate.

Li Guizhi approached, looked at a group of cadres suspiciously, and asked, "Isn't this Tie Zheng? Did you come to see Wang Biao for something?"

Before Qin Tiezheng could speak, a staff member stepped forward, "This is the new mayor of our town, come down."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Qin Tiezheng's look back.

Qin Tiezheng turned his head, "Auntie, I just came here to take a casual look, to see how the people in our village are harvesting and how the harvest is."

"Do you need me to call Wang Biao for you?"

"No, don't delay him from retrieving the land, auntie, let's park the car over there first, and talk about it later."

After parking the car, Qin Tiezhen followed Li Guizhi and Wang Guoqiang who came over, and led a group of cadres, large and small, while chatting, while looking at the size of the corn cob, the fullness and moisture of the kernels, and checking whether the received place was dry or not. , How about breaking the straw into Chengdu.

From time to time, I chat with some people and ask some questions.

"Uncle, auntie, what do you do with the straw every year? How do you deal with it in bales?" Qin Tiezheng came to several farmers in their 50s and [-]s and asked kindly.

"What kind of straw bales are you making? It costs hundreds of dollars per farm. When the fire starts in the spring, it's done. You don't need to spend a penny, and you can get rid of insects on a fertile land."

Qin Tiezheng said: "Now the country prohibits burning."

The woman at the side gave Qin Tiezheng a sideways look, "The burning is still not allowed this year, isn't it also allowed to burn for a few days in April, how can we plant the land if the burning is not allowed? The common people can't grow the land, who can take the responsibility?"

Qin Tiezheng was even more puzzled, "Auntie, isn't there straw returning to the field? Experts say that returning straw to the field can make the land richer?"

It's fine if he doesn't say this, but once he said this, the aunt from an unknown village rushed up, "Expert? Fuck his grandma's professional."

"Hey, what do I say about you woman, this is the mayor of our town." The accompanying government personnel quit.The rest of the entourage found it interesting.

Damn, I don't understand anything, and I even ask some things about taking off my pants and farting, isn't this a shame?
Qin Tiezheng waved his hand, "It's okay, auntie, what's wrong with this expert?
"What's the matter? You said these experts who don't know where they came from, have they planted the ground for a day? How many days have they been planted? Can they understand better than those of us who have been planing in the ground for generations? farming?
You just say that the straw is returned to the field, but he said the fertile land?How many years does that take?After harvesting the land in autumn, every household will have to wait until November. The straw will start to move in winter after plowing the field. In the next spring, we will start planting at the end of April and early May, and the straw will harden soon. , Can this be rotten and fat?How many villages have been plagued by black insects, do you know?How many corn leaves have been eaten?Where did this bug come from?It's just returning the bugs born in the field. "

(End of this chapter)