Song Tan Jishi

Zhu Jun is right.

So Song Tan also nodded: "It's okay."

"After all, it's Qiao Qiao's first time to bring goods, and we don't have high requirements. The sales volume of 4100 is enough."

Zhu Jun also laughed: "The sales of 4100 are very bad-wait, sales or sales?"

Song Tan smiled honestly: "4100 copies."

Zhu Jun:...Everything begins...Difficult? ? ?

She coughed dryly, and couldn't utter all the words of encouragement, so she simply changed the subject and said: "

"By the way, part of the subsidy mentioned earlier has already arrived in the account."

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

Song Tan nodded: "OK!"

Compared with the current income, although the subsidy is not small, it does not appear to be much. but……

She still owes the village 70,000 yuan.

After all, who told her family to build the house first?

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

May and June were originally an embarrassing period, with no harvest and no harvest season.

To be honest, Song Tan's family has been thinking about so many ways to make money since the beginning of this year, which has already made her happy.

Now when she looks at this unpredictable girl of the same age, what she sees is completely the prospect-this year, the money is not enough, and 20 acres of forests have been covered.

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

The harvest is good this year, and it’s normal to continue to harvest next year, isn’t it?

Once there is more land, there is not enough manpower in the family, and this area is not suitable for using machines. Will there be jobs in the village?

The quality of life of the villagers has improved. Looking back, each household is thinking about something else, and it gradually becomes popular, and it is more confident to turn to the superior to apply for road repairs.

Once the traffic is smooth, won't the popularity gradually gather back?

All of this, Zhu Jun has made a long-term plan in his heart.

Now facing Song Tan, a capable villager with her own sales channels, she is full of joy, and she doesn't care whether the money is a day earlier or a day later?

It was written in the contract for half a year, and it has only been two months, so don't worry!

Turning around, she said another thing:

"You're pretty tight on the mountain, right?"

Song Tan nodded.

Surrounded by an iron fence, golden cherry seeds are planted in a circle, and there are two dogs.

If this is not safe, then unless half of the village has come to grab things.

Zhu Jun smiled: "I went to grandma Hongying's house to see the strain sticks that you gave to the old people in the village before, and they grew quite well."

"I think your white fungus should be more luxuriant now, and I'm afraid that someone in the village will take advantage of you."

Those black fungus sticks were also sawed off from the chestnut tree on the mountain, and then punched to press the fungus, which is the same batch as the mountain.

At the beginning, it was Song Sancheng and Song Youde who made the decisions, and gave food and a stick to every elderly person who came to help.

Apart from other things, it is no problem to stand anywhere on the corridor and add a dish to yourself every once in a while.

It is precisely because of this inconspicuous thoughtfulness that their old Song family has always responded to everyone when they are looking for someone to work in the village.

——The countryside is a unique social system different from the city.

In the village, if there is not enough favor, even if the money is in place, if you ask someone to help you when you need to work, few people will answer.

And the old Song family's response to what to do this year is enough to show that their family is doing things well.

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

Therefore, when it comes to the old Song's family, she also appears to be very active.

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

Everything has been dealt with, why is this little branch secretary still rambling here and there, and hasn't moved for a long time?

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

Zhu Jun laughed immediately: "I'm a cadre anyway, and I can't keep taking advantage of your family—how embarrassing it is to go to eat at home!"

Song Tan: ...you call this embarrassment?

But the little party secretary did real things in the village, and now he took her back to the yard.

Zhu Jun really did what she said, he didn't take advantage of others, now he took out two bottles of wine from the trunk, asked Song Youde to take a look, his eyes lit up immediately!

"How embarrassing, this is such a good wine... I can't ask for it, come here..."

If you don't stick your eyes to it when you say "can't have it", it will be more credible.

Zhu Jun smiled kindly and youthfully, as if she was really a little girl from the younger generation: "Grandpa Song, you are welcome, these are all brought from home, and there is no money. Our family doesn't drink much, so it's a pity to put them there Yet?"

Good guy!

Song Tan glanced at the bottle of Moutai, thinking that your family is really rich.

But thinking about it, I raised my hand for 20,000 yuan to buy tea without blinking, and the difference is not too bad.

The wine was obviously sent to Song Youde's heart, so that the little old man hesitated for a long time, you pushed me to give way, then he was embarrassed, but then took the wine with joy, and then happily asked: "Zhu Zhi... "

"Grandpa Song, I'll stay home for dinner. We are a family. You can just call me Xiaozhu."

Xiao Zhu's branch secretary has a simple and honest face.

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

As soon as the little old man saw the good wine, he became unrestrained: "Let me tell you," he pulled the pony closer: "Tantan planted several rows of tobacco leaves for me on that field ridge this year, and this will be soon. A batch has been baked, golden and bright, full of aroma!"

"Just these two bottles of wine for you. If someone in your house smokes, I'll give you some!"

Zhu Jun blinked, and first went through the issue of the tobacco planting license in his heart, and then smiled:

"No need, Grandpa Song, a gentleman doesn't take what others like. If you like it so much, keep it for yourself."

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

However, Song Youde is a stubborn old man.

He thinks this little book is real!

He also has to reciprocate!

If someone gives you wine, he returns cigarettes, nothing wrong!

Disapproval was on his face at this moment: "Cigarettes are said to be cigarettes, but they smell bad when they are smoked! Our local tobacco smells delicious—"

"Smoking is harmful to health!!!"

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

Song Youde: ...

Looking at the children around me glaring at me, obviously none of them supported smoking, only my son and his seventh uncle sat aside, looking at the sky, the earth, and the stove, but they didn't dare to make a sound.

Song Youde: ...

He smiled embarrassingly, but he didn't make any more publicity, just whispered to Zhu Jun:

"Wait a little longer, after a while it will be baked, and I will save the best for you."

Xiao Zhu branch secretary, never suffer!