I run a farm, not a zoo

"Brother Jiang, can I collect a little dirt and go back to see?" Liu Siyan asked.

"Collect." Jiang Tu nodded and said indifferently.

He couldn't directly send spiritual water and spiritual fertilizer to this group of students, at least temporarily.

But if they can crack the secret of spiritual water and spiritual fertilizer from a small amount of soil resources, then Jiang Tu can be said to be eager to know.

The system of this thing, came without a trace, in case it was silent when leaving.

Who dares to keep this right?

While a group of students were engaged in a heated discussion about why the Jiangtu family's crops grew better than their fields.

In their village, a loudspeaker that is rarely used suddenly sounded.

"Notice, notice, all villagers, please come to the village activity center for a meeting at two o'clock in the afternoon."

"Again, all villagers, please come to the village activity center at 2 p.m."

All the students in the "383" ground, even Jiang Tu, raised their heads curiously and involuntarily looked in the direction of the big speaker.

At the same time, the news group in the village was also shaking wildly.

Some ask about something, and some directly ask for leave and say that they can't go outside.

Jiang Tu has been back to the village for so long, and it is the first time he has experienced this kind of thing, and he was also aroused by curiosity for a while, and decided to go to see it in the afternoon.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the chairs in the village activity center were filled one after another.

It seems that all those who can come have come, and many of those who cannot come have taken leave in the group, or asked neighbors to help convey them.

Everyone looks very skilled at first glance, which is not at all the same as Jiang Tu who came for the first time.

Jiang Tu entered the door five minutes early, and the corner of the small room was already full of people.

The corner of his eyes twitched, and he sighed in his heart, how can people be this virtue no matter where they go.

University classes sit in the corner, company meetings hide in the corner, and village meetings are the first to put themselves in the gala.

There is also a small group, and the division is particularly clear.

He casually found an empty seat that was not far ahead.

Song Jun, the village chief, walked in with the village leadership team at 2 o'clock sharp.

I didn't rush to start the meeting, and I waited ten minutes to make sure that no one would come again, and then closed the door and got down to business.

In the classroom-sized space, Song Jun directly pulled his throat and said: "It's not a big deal, but it's a good thing." Do the kind of good thing that our whole village can share the money. "

When it comes to money, people who take the lead in yawning in the house at the beginning are not sleepy all of a sudden.

The eyes are wider than the other.

The impatient one even directly asked, "What's a good thing?" "

Jiang Tu was also a little curious, and secretly straightened up and looked towards the village chief's room.

Song Jun cleared his throat and said, "That's right, the tourism industry in Beixueling in our county has developed well in the past two years, so we took advantage of this limelight to develop a tourist street." "

"The development of the county has not forgotten our several villages, leaving a small shop of ten square meters for each of our villages."

"Don't rent, just take 10% of the turnover in the store to offset it. The rest of the money, after paying the tax deduction, can be distributed to the people of the village. "

"Of course, the more you contribute, the more you get."

The people in the village may not have a high level of education, but everyone is not a fool.

As soon as I listened, I understood what was going on.

This is equivalent to giving them a shop in the county that allows them to sell things in it and make money.

But, the question is, what to sell?

Song Jun also spoke at this time and said, "Yes, I just came to discuss with you what to sell." "

"The prefecture means selling some of our local produce."

What are their local specialties?

Jiang Tu sat in the crowd with a confused expression. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Forgive him for having just returned for a short time, and he doesn't know much about the surrounding area, at most he can know which village has a fish pond and where there are fruit forests.

Now, he also understands that he can just listen to this matter, focusing on the kind of participation.

After taking his position, he looked at the place where the vast majority of troops in the village gathered.

Secretary Wang also spoke at this time, and he said: "To give you an example, they in Xiajia Village are going to sell straw weaving, which is the kind of straw mats and handicrafts made of bud rice clothes. "

"Ah," Upon hearing this, someone below immediately reacted and said, "I heard my brother-in-law's second aunt say that yes, there is an old lady in their village, and her craftsmanship is good." The mat is specially strong and durable. "

A group of people nearby nodded together, thinking that this idea was quite good.

However, the problem is, no one in their village knows it.

It's wilting again.

Secretary Wang was also not in a hurry, and continued to throw out the second one, saying: "Next door to Lihua Village, they are going to sell pear wine. "

"Just the wine that tastes sweet and sweet?" As soon as I heard the pear wine, someone immediately got up and asked rhetorically...........

Jiang Tu turned his head and looked, and several people around him had indescribable expressions on their faces, and even some people muttered in a low voice: "Two pots for two dollars a bottle are better than that." "

Song Jun and other leading groups, the muscles on their faces couldn't help but twitch when they listened.

Jiang Tu not only didn't know that someone here could make things out of bud rice clothes, but also didn't know that there was pear wine nearby, and his face was as conspicuous as the bottom of a beer bottle on the beach among the villagers who knew everything.

Just like his age, he stands out from the crowd.

But anyway, the village has specialties.

In their village, there is nothing.

Song Jun and Secretary Wang looked at each other, helpless.

They called everyone to a meeting, not to discuss how the specialties of other villages were, what they had, and whether they could be sold for money.

Instead, tell them to think about what they can sell in their village.

Upon hearing this, the room was as if the pause button had been pressed, and there was silence.

The people in their village, if you want to talk about farming, each of them is a good hand, but when it comes to special skills, there is no one.

Thinking that there were pear wine sellers in other villages, they slowly shifted their attention to the apple orchard owner in their village.

The owner of the apple orchard suddenly received the gaze of countless lights, and involuntarily began to stutter nervously.

He stumbled and said, "My apples sell very well, I don't need to make wine, and I don't know this craft." "

After that, he turned his gaze to the blueberry farm owner next to him and signaled everyone not to look at me at 1.7 him.

His family has not only blueberries, but also cranberries, both of which are not common.

The owner of the blueberry farm is simply a dog, and if the village chief is not still there, he is like directly beating the owner of the apple orchard.

Is there such a scourge leading to the east?

He cleared his throat and hurriedly said: "Let's not mention my family's blueberry trees this year, the flowers have not yet bloomed, it is usual, I also sell directly to the factory, and people come directly to collect it." "

"I'm happy to be able to sell apples in a white shop, but my apples haven't come down the tree." The flowers haven't fallen yet. The owner of the apple orchard also hurriedly added.

They all looked to the side, and the old man who watched the play next to them was excited.

"Don't look at me, my family grows sorghum corn, I want to sell it, can the village chief be happy?"

Ask for flowers, ask for collections, ask for subscriptions, what a da.