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"As long as we are rich and there is not enough food to eat, we can spend money to buy it." It has been some years since the package production has been delivered to the households, and the surplus food in the surrounding villages is completely enough.

Lu Xiaofeng is also helpless, Wu Guoliang's old-fashioned thinking is very common in this era. But if you really have to guard an acre and a third of crops, you can barely feed yourself.

Lilou Village is located in the mountains, although it is backed by mountains and eats, but the mountain goods in this era are not a rare thing. Growing shiitake mushrooms and developing a side business is the only way out at the moment.

As soon as Lu Xiaofeng finished speaking, Wu Guoliang began to look at him with a strange look.

"You kid has two bad money, this is forgetting Ben! I also buy food, and I am not afraid of other people's jokes when I say it. Saying

that, he picked up the cigarette bag and pot in his hand and gestured for a while. In this era, city people needed to buy food to eat.

Lu Xiaofeng jumped out of the distance.

"I told Secretary Tang about this, and he also supports it."

There is no way, Lu Xiaofeng can only move out of Tang Boming's big Buddha. On his own, it is estimated that the sky-high fall is not enough to change Wu Guoliang's thinking.

With the development of the times, people's views on certain things often change silently. And this change in thinking is not something that can be accomplished overnight.

"Secretary Tang really supports us doing this?"

Wu Jianxing didn't quite believe it, this was obviously a child's fooling, how could Tang Boming agree.

"Of course, our village is a pilot, and if it really develops, it can also lead several surrounding villages to get rich together." If nothing else, let's just say that Zhang Gui from Zhangquan Village next door is not begging you to go over to guide the work at that time.

Lu Xiaofeng said and squeezed his eyes towards Wu Guoliang.

Not only himself, but all the villagers in the two villages. There is no one who does not know the grudge between the two people, and these two old guys even pinch as soon as they meet.

"Can this be done?"

Wu Guoliang was also a little hesitant, he didn't think too much about his grudge with Zhang Gui. I care more about the future development of Lilou Village.

As Lu Xiaofeng said, without developing a side business, Lilou Village really has no suitable way out.

Seeing that Wu Guoliang began to waver, Lu Xiaofeng added.

"I can make a note, if the shiitake mushrooms are grown, our production base will accept all the orders." And with the guidance of experts in the city, there is nothing that can be done in this matter.

Wu Guoliang was completely entangled.

I also understand that if you want to get rich, you must take risks. But once the farmer has no land, it's like the fish have no water. I have really experienced the hard life, I am really hungry and afraid.

Seeing that Wu Guoliang did not speak, Lu Xiaofeng did not urge again, this kind of thing really requires a lot of courage to make a decision.

"Done!"

Wu Guoliang said and slapped his thigh.

"I'm going crazy with you this old thing."

At this moment, Wu Guoliang clasped his hands, with the momentum of a broken cauldron.

Seeing Wu Guoliang agree, Lu Xiaofeng was relieved in his heart. With the support of Wu Guoliang, the village chief, it is much easier to mobilize the villagers yourself.

"Let's have a meeting tonight, let's still determine the opinions of the villagers."

Now that he had decided, Wu Guoliang also put his concerns behind and began to prepare for the cultivation of shiitake mushrooms at this moment.

"Okay, you'll have to shout your voice later and call everyone for a meeting."

Lu Xiaofeng said.

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Shortly after I returned home, the loudspeaker of the village committee sounded.

"The majority of the members ... Comrades villagers, at seven o'clock this evening, a meeting will be held under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village!

Wu Guoliang scratched his head, somehow wrong. Every time I get to the radio microphone, I feel like I'm back in the hot days.

Thinking about it, Wu Guoliang shouted several times again.

Seven o'clock in the evening. Under the big locust tree, there were already villagers who had come to the meeting. At this moment, everyone gathered in groups of three or five to inquire about the content of the meeting, and even a few came directly with unfinished dinner.

Women gathered around and gossiped, while children weaved through the crowd and were occasionally reprimanded by the adults around them.

"Everyone is coming!"

I have to say that Wu Guoliang has been the village chief for so many years, and his weight in the hearts of everyone is still very sufficient.

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings instantly became silent. People pricked up their ears and began to listen to what Wu Guoliang had to say next.

Seeing that the scene had stabilized, Wu Guoliang began to repeat Lu Xiaofeng's thoughts.

For a while, the originally silent crowd suddenly became chaotic again. Giving up good crops and not planting them, but what shiitake mushrooms to do, this can't help but make everyone's hearts bottomless.

"Everyone be quiet, listen to me."

This situation did not surprise Wu Guoliang, and when he heard the news, his reaction was much more intense than theirs.

"Xiaofeng went to the city this time to invite experts, and as long as we grow shiitake mushrooms, the shiitake mushroom paste production base will all be accepted according to the order."

Wu Guoliang added.

"Village chief, it's not that we don't believe Xiaofeng."

At this time, a middle-aged man stood up.

"It's only been a few years since the package production arrived, and we can barely eat enough, if it's really such a toss, in case there is a good villain everyone will follow and drink the northwest wind."

As soon as the middle-aged man spoke, several villagers around began to echo him.

"The sky is falling, and I'm a tall man, if the toss fails, I will not make everyone hungry if I sell the luggage factory."

Lu Xiaofeng spoke, for these villagers, no matter how beautiful you describe the prospect, you will not easily believe it, it is better to do it without doing it and put the real thing on the table.

"I can set up a note now, if we fail to grow shiitake mushrooms, the luggage factory will be owned by the village collective, and then everyone will share the money together."

Lu Xiaofeng said and took out the pen and paper that had been prepared long ago.

"I... I didn't mean that... I mean.......... The

middle-aged man was also a little embarrassed, and he could make himself believe enough just by what Lu Xiaofeng had done before. It's just that it's such an important matter as land, and it's not practical to think about it.

"It's okay, I understand everyone's thoughts."

Lu Xiaofeng looked up and smiled, he had long been mentally prepared for the current situation, and he buried his head in writing a note as he spoke.

At this time, Wu Jianxing and several people in the pile of people were already fidgeting anxiously, and Lu Xiaofeng had never mentioned such a big thing before.

Now the luggage factory has been on the right track with the efforts of everyone, and no one will be willing to take the factory out again if it fails. This is compared to the children you raised, you are about to start a family, and as a result, you Lu Xiaofeng will give it away when he changes hands. Psychologically, everyone really can't accept it.

However, there were many people at this time, and Wu Jianxing was not good to refute Lu Xiaofeng's face. But you must talk to Lu Xiaofeng afterwards.

Although the factory does not have its own shares, but he has personally watched the luggage factory grow step by step, if he really hands it over, it is inevitable that he will be a little reluctant.

Lu Xiaofeng wrote the note and pressed his handprint and handed it directly to Wu Guoliang.

"Xiaofeng, this is not enough!"