Chapter 11 The Village Chief’s Small Western-style House


Chapter 11 The Village Chief’s Little Western-style House
Yu Yang took his eldest brother, sixth uncle, and two cousins ​​to the agricultural machinery station.

The mayor who stayed in the yard and several other cadres got into the plastic greenhouse again.

Everyone often goes out to attract business, and they have also seen plastic greenhouses.

I even saw a warming shed with a stove.

But this is the first time I have seen a plastic greenhouse with a fire cellar built at both ends and a fire pit laid underground.

"Bean sprouts are indeed profitable, but the investment cost is too high."

"Especially in the summer, this facility will definitely be unused."

After discussion.

The township head concluded, "It is not suitable for large-scale promotion, otherwise this would be considered an emerging industry."

"Emerging industries are not so easy to develop. If you can set up a local company and achieve profit growth, you will be thankful." The director of the Investment Promotion Office responded.

The deputy head of the township was a little worried, "Leader, Lao Yu went to buy a brick kiln at a low price, and Xiao Yu wanted to buy agricultural machinery at a low price from the agricultural machinery station. Isn't it a bit inappropriate in this storm?"

"Just now Xiao Yu just said the low price, but did not say the specific number. Furthermore, he will talk about it later when he gets rich. When he gets rich later, how can he still value these old farm machines and those plastic greenhouses on the wasteland to the north? Calculating the scale of the project, I’m afraid we won’t have to introduce trailers and containers with refrigeration functions and then return the agricultural machinery.”

After the township chief finished speaking, he taught by words and deeds: "We must rarely be confused about certain things, otherwise we have to be serious about everything. How can we do practical things? How can we seek development?"

Everyone nodded, indicating that they had learned.

"Of course, this also depends on the person. If the other party doesn't understand anything, we definitely can't pretend to be confused. Look at Xiao Yu, he speaks very well and will point out everything for you."

Everyone was stunned.

The deputy head of the township lamented: "It would be a pity not to join our team. Otherwise, if we go together to attract investment, our hometown will not rise."

The mayor's eyes lit up, "Next time we go out, we can let Xiao Yu be our foreign aid."

“Can we also bring in foreign aid when recruiting investment?”

"Does the superior not allow it?"

"I didn't say it, and there are no regulations in this regard..."

The deputy mayor said, realizing, "It's rare to be confused!"

At this time.

Five rusty large agricultural four-wheelers parked at the entrance of the alley.

Due to the big pot meal at Shiliying, it ended relatively late.

These vehicles are all new Dongfanghong vehicles purchased by the township from Yituo in 1992 and used for farming throughout the township.

Unfortunately, before it could be put to use, the superior suddenly sent someone over to request that the land rights be confirmed and subcontracted to each household.

Soon, the private economy developed rapidly, and villagers rushed to buy their own agricultural machinery. There were even several agricultural machinery repair shops in the township.

The agricultural machinery station in Shiliying also belongs to collective ownership (some places also belong to the Bureau of Agriculture, ownership by the whole people, and state-owned enterprises).

Just like a brick kiln, if a collective thing is sold in the village, it will also cause dissatisfaction, so it is left idle.

Now that five years have passed, people who like the new and dislike the old will not buy this outdated machine.

Of course, it can’t be said to be old-fashioned. After all, in Hangai Township in the west, there are still 60-year-old tracked Dongfanghong roaring in the fields.

The mayor came out of the alley and greeted Yu Yang who jumped out of the car.

"Xiao Yu, are you free next week?"

"Next week? My father has a court hearing next Thursday. Apart from working on the bean sprouts, I should be free the rest of the time."

"That's good. Let's go out on Saturday to do some errands after you finish Lao Yu's business."

"Can you tell me something conveniently?"

"A good thing, for the development of the entire township."

Seeing that the mayor was on the verge of telling the overall situation, Yu Yang hurriedly patted his chest and said, "Always be prepared!"

When the township chief heard this, he smiled broadly and waved his hand, signaling to other cadres to go back home.

Yu Yang returned to the yard and walked into the plastic greenhouse.

I was shocked to find 25 strong men, all lying in the corner and taking a nap.

"What's wrong? Go back to the house and sleep!"

The eldest brother raised his head and asked, "Which room should you go back to?"

Yu Yang was slightly startled and looked around the yard.

yes.

A fire pit was set up in the main room for planting bean sprouts.

Bean sprouts are also planted on the fire bed in the east room.

Although the remaining earthen stove was replaced with a cast iron stove, five strong men plus myself could no longer squeeze in, let alone 20 more.

Yu Yang was planning to ask Uncle Six to free up some rooms, but suddenly he remembered something.

"Is the village chief back?"

The eldest cousin scratched his head and said, "My father went to his house several times to visit, but there was no one there."

"Let's go to the village chief's small mansion and stay there for a few days."

Hearing this, the strong men stood up collectively.

Yu Yang gestured to a batch of newly purchased pig iron stoves, "Carry up a few stoves and pull a cart of charcoal for us to keep warm at night."

"And these five tractors."

"Hey, I asked you to drive the tractor, not to lift it... Slow down, damn, you are still running so fast while lifting it?!"

The small western-style house owned by the village chief is really nice.

Near the provincial road, there is a spacious compound where five tractors can be placed side by side.

The six rooms below and the five rooms above are enough to accommodate strong men.

Even Yu Yang was still on the second floor, getting a double room and sleeping with his eldest brother.

There is no way, Shili Camp is too chaotic, there must be a strong man around.

Everyone set up the stove and boiled water to boil their feet. Yu Yang took the opportunity to take a hot shower.

Not to mention, lying on the Simmons bed that the village chief had confiscated from Lao Yu's house, I actually slept until dawn.

The strong men have returned to the village to plant bean sprouts, leaving only the eldest brother to guard the scene.

Yu Yang used the village loudspeaker on the second floor to ask his little cousin to go to the canteen to buy himself a set of toothpaste, a toothbrush, and towels and soap. Then use a loudspeaker to shout to Shiliying Street and ask for 100 yuan meat buns to be delivered there.

Then he used a loudspeaker to notify Uncle Liu, asking him to find 10 drivers from the village, drive the tractor to the Buddha Temple, and order ten trailer carriages.

"I never thought this big speaker would be more convenient than a telephone."

Little did I know.

The cousins ​​on the village chief's side have already begun to curse.

"Arrogant!"

"Too arrogant!"

morning.

After finishing the meat buns, I drank a cup of Tieguanyin that the village chief had stolen from Lao Yu’s house to relieve his tiredness.

Yu Yang had nothing to do, so he simply came to the village chief's study.

Then I discovered that, sitting at my desk, I could see the entire Yujia Village clearly through the back window of the small foreign-style building.

Vegetable sellers waiting in line...

Free range white geese...

Dogs chasing each other...

Tired of watching North American blockbusters, old men and women come out to bask in the warmth again...

Further away.

To the north is the rolling western foothills of Dongyue Mountain.

To the east is the vast and flat Pingdong Lake.

To the west is the highway parallel to the Yellow River...

"This perspective, this feeling, this is so cool, isn't it?"

Sighing.

There was a shout from downstairs.

"Village Chief Yu?"

"Is Village Chief Yu at home?"

Yu Yang walked out of the study, stood at the front window of the corridor, and looked down.

There was a Nissan parked in the yard, and a bank employee whom I had seen a few days ago stood outside the passenger door.

"The village chief went on a long trip yesterday."

"Are you...Yu Yang?"

"right."

There was silence downstairs for a moment.

The rear door was pushed open, and the president of the county Agricultural Bank of China branch who he had met before stepped out of the car and greeted warmly, "Comrade Xiao Yu, we meet again."

"Yeah, why are you here?"

"I was doing some errands and happened to be passing by. By the way, why are you here?"

"The village chief rented this to me before he left."

"Okay, it's close to the roadside, which is pretty good." The branch manager waved his hand, "I have something to do over there, so I'll leave first."

After saying that, he returned to the back seat and the Nissan car turned around and left.

"These two people..."

Yu Yang looked at the provincial road in the distance and thought to himself.

The intersection between the bank president and the village chief is nothing more than a brick kiln.

Furthermore, it is very likely that after the bank took back the brick kiln from its own home, it transferred it to the village chief at a low price, thereby obtaining a loan and making some extra money.

This is normal.

But now the village chief seems to be scared away...

Who will the bank sell the brick kiln to?

Ten Mile Camp.

Nissan cars parked at the briquettes factory.

Liu Danian walked into the small bungalow under the warm greeting of Director Huang.

As the branch president of the county Agricultural Bank of China, Liu Danian actually has quite a lot of power. At least he knows who has money in the county.

For example, this briquette factory makes a profit of 300,000 yuan a year, which is far more profitable than a brick kiln.

"Old Huang, I won't beat around the bush with you. I have the brick kiln in Qinren Township. Do you want it?"

"The brick kiln in Shiliying?"

"right."

"That's a big problem."

"What's the trouble?"

"Yu Jianjun has already gone in, isn't it too much trouble?"

"Hey, someone is suing him."

"Yes, because the brick kiln was selling cheaper and the villagers were unwilling, so they sued him.

Then what will the villagers think when I get the brick kiln?
They don’t care how many times the brick kiln has been sold out, let alone what the transfer contract is. They only care about who makes money using the brick kiln. When trouble breaks out, for the sake of stability and to quell public complaints, they will eventually Send me in. "

"You are too timid."

"It has nothing to do with being timid. Besides, Yu Jianjun only put the brick kiln into operation for half a year after it was shut down for many years. Although it was shut down due to floods, who can guarantee that it will be repaired?"

"250,000!"

"Yu Jianjun only spent 100,000 yuan to take over the brick kiln. You sell it to me for 250,000 yuan?"

It was only then that the branch president finally realized something was wrong.

When Village Chief Yu came to the house and offered to buy the brick kiln for 250,000 yuan, the bank only knew that it could get the loan back. It never thought about what the bank would do if Village Chief Yu didn't buy it.

Now it seems that this brick kiln is indeed a big trouble.

(End of chapter)

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