I brought a Jurassic

Chapter 265: Set out to support

"Is this true? Did Zulong really meet you and call you Little Wang the Great Warrior?"

The great aunt really couldn't believe what Goushengzi said. After all, how old was Wang Luo? He looked only fourteen or fifteen years old, but he was so powerful. If you didn't know him, you would think Goushengzi's words were a fairy tale.

"Is this true? I've even read the newspaper. Zulong even wrote a calligraphy for my uncle, Xiaoluo. He's so powerful. With him backing you up, who dares to do anything to you?"

"Grandma, don't worry. We can't let others bully us. What do you mean we have no family members? Am I not also your family member as your nephew? Let's see who dares to do anything to you! Humph!"

This is simply too much. Wang Luo must take care of this matter.

Seeing Wang Luo admit it himself, the great aunt suddenly became excited. If her family had such a strong man backing them up, then no one in her husband's family would dare to bully them.

He immediately called the women who were worshiping nearby over, introduced themselves to Wang Luo, and held his hand to confirm again that he was in the capital. Only then did he completely believe what Gou Shengzi said.

Everyone was so excited that they hugged each other and cried. It took Wang Luo a long time to persuade them to calm down.

"I'm so happy. I really can't live without the support of my family. Even coming here to pay respects to my parents is done secretly. If my mother-in-law knew I was here, they would definitely be unhappy about it, woo woo!"

The aunt who gave birth to seven daughters explained while wiping away her tears.

"Aunt, it's all over, it's all over. I'll go to your house tomorrow. Leave me the address and I'll see what they want to do!"

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After the worship, Wang Luo returned home in silence. When he got home, he talked to his great-grandfather and Li Jun about the elders in Lijia Village.

"These people still don't understand the changes in this society. It's a new era now, but they still use the old ways. Isn't this obviously bullying? These people are going backwards. In the past, when they couldn't even get enough food to eat, were bullied all day long, and couldn't even find a wife, they didn't use these ways. They only had enough food for a few days! Humph!"

The great grandfather slammed the table and said angrily.

"Brother Wang, this kind of thing is nothing new. When I was alone last year, I also faced this situation. My neighbor wanted his youngest son to take care of me in my old age and asked me to leave everything to him after he died. His youngest son indulged in drinking, whoring and gambling, but he just saw that I was alone. Xiao Luo did a good job in this matter. Teach them a lesson. Don't let the elders on your mother's side be bullied!"

Li Jun also added on the side.

"Master, have you ever encountered such a thing? Haha, I never expected it!"

Wang Luo never expected that Li Jun, the leader of the Swallow Sect, would actually encounter the situation of having his entire family wiped out.

"Humph, I don't want to find someone to take care of my old age. If I did, I would have heard from many people in the martial arts world who would come to my door and kneel down to take care of me in my old age. It's just that I don't want to!"

Li Jun rolled his eyes at Wang Luo and said angrily, "Ah, yes, yes, yes, then I'm curious, I wonder how excited a certain old man was when I told him I would take care of him in his old age, hehe!"

"Traitor, find him!"

He casually grabbed the broom on the kang and started chasing Wang Luo all over the yard. The playfulness between the master and the disciple immediately attracted a group of onlookers who came and started to eat melons happily. . . . .

"Don't hit people when you get to their homes. Just scare them. They are just ordinary people. If you scare them, they will behave themselves. But you can't hit them. If you do that, your elders will probably have a worse life in the future. Do you understand?"

Early the next morning, when going to the house of the bullied aunt, Li Jun kept reminding her from behind.

"I understand. You don't need to tell me about this. If I really take action, they won't be able to live like this. But the premise is that they don't go too far. If they do, I don't mind letting them have a taste of my fist! Gou Shengzi, let's go!"

Carrying a few pounds of eggs and under the pretext of visiting relatives, Wang Luo got on a mule cart and leisurely walked towards Pangjiazhuang.

"Gou Shengzi, where did those mushrooms in the stewed chicken I ate the day I first arrived come from?"

With nothing to do on the way, the two of them started chatting. He was thinking of creating a project for Wangjia Village to earn some extra money. Although they had a lot of extra income, such as digging medicinal herbs, hunting, and collecting mountain products, it was not too fixed. The geographical conditions here were not suitable for growing crops, but it did not mean that they could not grow mountain products, and they could even raise livestock. It happened that he had a good relationship with the Agricultural University, so he could just find some projects to ensure that a small village had enough food and drink.

Although individuals are not allowed to do business now, it does not mean that collectives cannot do so. These projects can be directly incorporated into the village collective, and the money earned from the sales can be divided according to the centimeters just like food.

"We pick them in the mountains at the turn of spring and summer. When it rains, there are a lot of these mushrooms. Everyone picks them and sells them directly to the supply and marketing cooperatives, while others dry them and keep them for themselves."

Goushengzi explained.

"What's the price like? Can the supply and marketing cooperatives buy it on a large scale?"

"The price was 1.1 yuan per pound last year. Every year when these mountain products come down, we don't have to go to the supply and marketing cooperative. Instead, the supply and marketing cooperative comes directly to the village to collect them. They take as many as they can. At that time, everyone can make a lot of money. Otherwise, we would starve to death just by growing crops in our village! Uncle Xiaoluo, why are you asking this? If you like to eat it, I'll bring you more when you return to Beijing. When this year's products come down, I'll send some to you."

"The price is good. I'm not asking this because I want to eat it myself, but because I want to find something for our village to do. I plan to grow mushrooms so that our villagers can live a more relaxed life and earn more money."

"What? This mushroom can still be grown?"

Goushengzi was shocked when he heard this. He had never heard that mushrooms could be grown. Doesn't this thing just grow in the wild? It has no seeds. How can it be grown?
"That's nonsense, of course it can be grown. What kind of plants can't be grown? The same goes for mushrooms. They all rely on the seeds of mushrooms to reproduce. But they are not called seeds, but spores. When I return to Beijing, I will go to the Agricultural University and ask the professors there what kind of mushrooms are suitable for growing here. Then I can collect the spores and grow mushrooms directly.

Then sign a cooperation agreement with the supply and marketing cooperatives, and sell the crops directly to them, or exchange them for food. Anyway, you can’t live in such hardship like you do now!"

(End of this chapter)