Live broadcast: I raise bees deep in the rainforest

Mr. Song and Wang Yuemeng came back.

They spent most of the day following Su Zhenlin around the county and had done a preliminary investigation.

The two sat in the yard, watching Su Ran put the wet five-fingered ginseng roots in the sun.

"Let it dry first"

"Stewed chicken tastes even better."

Su Ran smiled and sat back on the rattan chair.

Mr. Song was about to speak when he saw Wang Xue coming out with two bowls.

She was very excited:"Come on, come on"

"Mr. Song is back just in time. We are making traditional snacks just now. You must try them."

She put the bowl on the low table.

In the brown-yellow soup in the bowl, there were dark green"noodles".

There were frangipani floating on them.

The hot steam just out of the pot had a fragrant smell like Chinese medicine. Wang Xue looked at the two excitedly, waiting for them to taste it.

In the live broadcast room, netizens were numb

【As expected, women are not simple. She dared not eat it, but used Mr. Song as an experiment.】

【Yujie is really thick-skinned】

【Little fairy fish, sent out 999 weak chickens: Sister Wang Xue is so cunning!】

【The rich man is so worried, he sent out 999 weaklings: I dare not drink it even if I add brown sugar,】

【Wild Kids, Send Out 999 Weak Chickens: Someone seemed to tell me yesterday that eels are like snakes and I dare not eat them】

【……】

While netizens were discussing,

Mr. Song picked up the bowl.

Wang Xue was petrified.

Mr. Song actually understood!

Mr. Song blew air and said,"This is a good thing. When I lived in the past, there was a couple who specialized in this. It was a small shop of a few square meters with four or five tables outside the door. Customers never stopped. It was 50 cents a bowl. I ate a lot to save money, but later I got used to it.""

"20 years have passed, I can't believe I've forgotten it"

"I ate it again today."

"I miss it so much."

After saying that, he picked up the soup spoon, scooped a full spoonful, and began to eat it happily.

Wang Yuemeng was also shocked when she first heard the name.

But seeing that the boss was eating so happily, she also tried a small bite.

Wang Yuemeng was a little surprised:"It's sweet and sticky."

"It is tender and smooth, with a unique floral aroma, delicious"

"Right? I was also scared by the name at that time."Mr. Song had finished a bowl and handed it to Wang Xue with a reluctant look.

"Miss Wang Xue, is there anything else?"

Wang Xue pouted, picked up the bowl and went to the kitchen.

【Wow, it’s delicious!】

【The lady regretted it. She worked so hard to make it, but she didn't even taste it and all three bowls were wasted. Haha】

【When Mr. Song was young, there was a nationwide craze for going into the sea business. It was not surprising that he had eaten】

【I feel relieved. I will also try this when I go to Shanya tomorrow. 】

While the audience was discussing,

Wang Xue had already brought out the pot.

She and Su Xiaoxin took the bowls and started to make chicken shit rattan cakes.

After Su Ran introduced Su Xiaoxin to the two of them, they all took their bowls and started to eat.

The syrup is very sweet, and it goes well with the smooth noodles.

It tastes unique. (To read exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Mr. Song ate for a while and asked Su Ran,"Xiao Su, where did Village Chief Su take us to just now?"

"The place I am most satisfied with is Nanyang Village in Jinjiang Town. What do you think of it?"

Su Ran knew that place.

Nanyang Village is between the county seat and Jinjiang Town, less than five kilometers away from Jinjiang Town.

The terrain on both sides of the road is flat.

Due to convenient transportation, the villagers nearby grow more melons and vegetables.

Every year, many bosses come with trucks to collect vegetables.

There are still many uncultivated lands there. If the processing plant is built there, it should be okay.

Su Ran smiled and said,"I don't understand business matters."

"Before looking for them, it is best to ask if there is a villager's cemetery nearby."

"Southerners value traditional values. If there is a commotion over the relocation of graves, it will be difficult for both you and the government."

Mr. Song nodded slightly:"This is a problem that exists all over the country."

"But you are right, we have experience in this kind of thing."

Mr. Song has worked in real estate.

He is indeed familiar with the relocation routine......

It's nothing more than a question of how much compensation to pay.

But he is the richest man in Malaysia. If he comes to the county to invest and build a factory, the county will certainly welcome him. Maybe they will give him a green light and even help him shovel the land first.

"We also asked some farmers, there is a serious loss of young people here."

"The people working in the fields are either middle-aged or elderly.

Mr. Song sighed:"It’s all for a living.""

"I hope that after the food company is established, some young people can be called back."

"I also have a hidden selfish motive. If they are all locals, the dormitory building can be saved a lot."

Su Ran agreed very much:

"There will definitely be people willing to come back to work near home. Although the income is lower, there is no pressure of life in big cities."

"For example, she……"

Su Ran pointed at the confused Su Xiaoxin and said,"My sister has always had good grades since she was young."

"But she dropped out of school to support her brother's college education and now works in a milk tea shop in town."

"When your company officially starts production and she is an adult, she can also go to work in the factory. It would be even better if there is a canteen with work meals."

(OO；）

【The anchor's words sound familiar】

【Isn’t this exactly what the village chief said yesterday?】

【My goodness, in this village, you pull me and I pull you.】

【Hahahaha, don't mess with the anchor, or the whole village will beat you up. 】1.7 Netizens laughed.

Su Xiaoxin looked at the two strangers and shook her head embarrassedly:"I might as well go to Pengcheng instead of going to the factory, the big city is more prosperous!"

【Another one lying flat】

【How can I, a spirited little sister who is so trendy, be a factory girl?】

【The host underestimates me. There are thousands of factories in Pengcheng. It is an international city. Which street in it is not more prosperous than the one in your countryside?】

【If everyone is like the little gangster, I suddenly worry about Mr. Song, he won't be able to recruit young people.

Mr. Song stared at Su Xiaoxin for a few seconds, turned his head and said to Wang Yuemeng:"This child is really pitiful, go to her home later, give her 50,000 yuan, let her go back and study hard."

Wang Yuemeng nodded.

Su Xiaoxin: oo.