Chapter 296 296 Maotai and Tobacco

Chapter 296 296. Moutai and Tobacco

I wish you are right.

So Song Tan also nodded: "Not bad."

"After all, this is Qiaoqiao's first time bringing goods, so our requirements are not high. The sales volume of 4,100 is satisfactory."

Zhu Jun also laughed: "The sales volume of 4100 is very different - wait, sales volume or sales volume?"

Song Tan smiled honestly: "4100 copies."

Zhu Jun: ...the beginning of everything...is it difficult? ? ?

She coughed dryly, hiding all the words of encouragement in her mouth. She simply changed the subject and said: "

"By the way, part of the subsidies mentioned earlier have already been received."

"But there are still some things that need time to be verified. For example, the peach trees on your mountain have to wait until they are harvested. Then we can verify that they are not planted casually to cheat subsidies. Someone will verify it then."

Song Tan nodded: "Okay!"

Compared with today's income, although the subsidy is not small, it is not much. but……

She still owes the village 70,000 yuan.

After all, who asked her family to build a house first?

Fortunately, although Zhu Jun is a college student village official, he still has a thorough understanding of the situation in the countryside.

May and June are inherently awkward periods, with no harvest and no harvest season.

To be honest, Song Tan's family has figured out so many ways to make money since the beginning of this year, which makes her happy.

Now, when she looks at this unpredictable girl of the same age, all she sees is the prospect - this year, she can acquire 20 acres of forest without any money.

But the back mountain is surrounded by a bowl shape, and the total area in all directions is more than 200 acres!

If the harvest is good this year, wouldn’t it be normal to continue harvesting next year?

When there is more land, there are not enough manpower at home, and the area is not suitable for machines, won’t jobs in the village become available?

The quality of life of the villagers has improved, and each household has thought about something else. Gradually, it has become more popular, and it has become more confident to go back to the superiors to apply for road construction.

Once the traffic becomes smoother, won't the popularity gradually return?

All of this, Zhu Jun has made long-term plans in his mind.

At this moment, facing Song Tan, a capable villager with his own sales channels, she was filled with joy. Why did she care if the money came one day earlier or one day later?

The contract originally said half a year, but it's only been two months, so don't rush!

Turning around, she said another thing:

"You're pretty close to the mountain, right?"

Song Tan nodded.

Surrounded by an iron fence, there are a circle of golden cherry trees and two dogs.

If this is no longer safe, then unless half the village comes to grab things.

Zhu Jun smiled: "I went to Grandma Hongying's house that day and saw the culture sticks you gave to the elderly in the village. They are growing quite well."

"I think your white fungus should be more prosperous now, but I'm afraid someone in the village will take advantage of it."

Those black fungus sticks were cut from the chestnut trees on the mountain, and then holes were drilled to press the fungus. They were the same batch as those on the mountain.

It was Song Sancheng and Song Youde who took the initiative at the beginning and gave food and a stick to every elderly person who came to help.

Apart from anything else, it’s no problem to stand anywhere on the porch and add dishes to yourself every once in a while.

It is precisely because of this humble consideration that the old Song family always responds when looking for people to work in the village.

——Rural areas are a unique social system that is different from cities.

In the village, if there is not enough favor, even if the money is available, few people will take care of you when you ask for help when you need to work.

And the old Song family has responded to every request for whatever work they will do this year, which is enough to show how well their family behaves.

It is precisely because of this style that Zhu Jun is even more certain: they will never only care about their own prosperity!

Therefore, she also appeared to be very active when it came to matters involving the old Song family.

However, apart from these, Song Tan also noticed something was wrong——

The matter has been taken care of, why is this little branch secretary still talking here and there, and not moving out for a long time?

Song Tan glanced at her: "Zhu Zhishu, haven't you had dinner yet?"

Zhu Jun immediately laughed: "I am a cadre after all, so I can't always take advantage of your family - how embarrassing it is to go to your house for dinner!"

Song Tan: ...You call this embarrassing?

However, the little party secretary did real things in the village, so he still took her back to the courtyard now.

Zhu Jun really did not take advantage of others as she said. Now she took out two bottles of wine from the trunk and asked Song Youde to take a look. His eyes immediately lit up!

"I'm so sorry to have such a good wine... I can't take it, I can just come..."

It would be more believable if you don't keep your eyes glued to it when you say "can't have it".

But Zhu Jun smiled kindly and greenly, as if she was really a young girl: "Grandpa Song, don't be polite. I got these from home without spending any money. We don't drink much at home, so it would be a pity to leave them there. Yet?"

Good guy!

Song Tan glanced at the bottle of Maotai and thought that your family is really rich.

But come to think of it, if you spend 20,000 yuan to buy tea without blinking an eye, it’s not much different.

This wine was obviously delivered to Song Youde's heart, so much so that the little old man hesitated for a long time, pushing him to give way. Then he accepted the wine with embarrassment and joy on his face, and then asked happily: "Blessings to Party Secretary... "

"Grandpa Song, I'll stay home for dinner. We are a family. Just call me Xiao Zhu."

Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, looked honest and honest.

"Xiao Zhu, does anyone in your family smoke?"

When the old man saw the good wine, he became unrestrained: "Let me tell you," he pulled the small stool closer: "Tan Tan planted several rows of tobacco leaves for me on the ridge this year, and a batch will be baked soon, golden and full of fragrance!"

"Just for these two bottles of wine, if someone in your family smokes, I will give you some!"

Zhu Jun blinked, went over the issue of tobacco planting license in his mind, and then smiled:

"No need, Grandpa Song, a gentleman does not take away what others like. If you like it so much, keep it for yourself."

"In my family, my father and my grandfather are used to smoking cigarettes."

However, Song Youde is a stubborn old man.

He thinks this little secretary is honest!

He must be honest in return!

People give wine and he gives cigarettes in return, nothing wrong!

At this moment, he looked disapproving: "Cigarettes are called cigarettes, but they stink when you smoke them! Our local tobacco smells good when you smoke it——"

"Smoking is harmful to health!!!"

Before he finished speaking, Qiao Qiao stood by and shouted loudly again.

Song Youde:...

Looking at the children around him, they were all glaring at him. Obviously, no one supported smoking. Only his son and his seventh uncle were sitting aside, looking at the sky, the ground, and the stove, but they didn't dare to say anything.

Song Youde:...

He smiled awkwardly, but didn't make a big fuss about it. He just whispered to Zhu Jun:

"Wait a little longer. When it's baked in a while, I'll save the best for you."

Little Zhu, the branch secretary, will never suffer a loss!