My system has a field

Chapter 166 Sending the Golden Flower Tea Tree to the Exhibition
At five o'clock in the morning, he woke up on time. After a simple wash, he ran to the top of the mountain, sat down, and continued to practice swallowing and breathing!

An hour later, when I came down from the top of the mountain, I saw a small truck parked on the embankment of the Xiantangkeng Reservoir.A young driver was anxiously talking on the phone.

"Are you?" He stepped forward and asked.

"Boss Zeng called me here, are you Boss Kuang? I called you a few times, but no one answered!" the driver asked hesitantly.

"Yes, I am Kuang Dejun from Shennong's agricultural product base. I went up to the mountain to exercise in the early morning, and I didn't bring my mobile phone with me. May I ask you to drive here?" He guessed that the other party said Mr. Zeng should be Brother Zeng Xianghong.

"Mr. Zeng probably forgot about this yesterday. He asked me to come to your base to pull a golden camellia tree, and said to send it to the Fangcheng Golden Camellia Festival exhibition together!"

Kuang Dejun suddenly realized that Zeng Xiangxi had told him about it.

He asked the driver to drive the van into the base.

However, if you want to remove the whole golden camellia tree, you must have a container of soil at the base. The golden camellia tree is not too big, and it can be transplanted like a pot.

"I've already brought you a container pot, you just need to move the soil and the tree into the pot!" The driver opened the door and lifted a large pot from the car.

Zeng Xiangyuan is really thoughtful!

Kuang Denian asked Kuang Defan, Kuang Deshou and Zeng Xiangyuan to come together to help.

I picked a golden camellia tree with deep roots and luxuriant leaves and the best appearance, dug out the soil and roots, and carefully moved it into a pot.Kuang Dejun took another bottle of spiritual spring water and poured it under the tree roots.

The driver said that today he took the golden flower tea tree to the Fangcheng exhibition, and he would bring it back in three to five days.

Kuang Dejun returned to the room and turned on his phone.There were three or four unanswered calls from Zeng Xiangxi.

He turned back: "President Zeng, I'm sorry, I went to exercise just now and forgot to bring my mobile phone. Now the golden flower tea tree is loaded, thank you!"

Zeng Xiangxi chuckled: "I thought you were stuck in Ruanrou Township, and you didn't even have time to answer the phone. I was going to tell you yesterday, but I forgot in a hurry, blame me!"

Then he asked again: "Mr. Kuang, if you have time, you can go and have a look together. The Golden Camellia Tea Festival is very lively every year. Tea merchants from all over the country will flock here to taste tea and appreciate tea. The whole town is decorated There are lots of flowers. There are also all kinds of delicacies, fruits, and commodity exhibitions, which are quite lively!"

"Hearing what you said makes my heart itch. Mr. Zeng, are you going there yourself?"

"I go there in person every year. Shall I go? If I want to go, I will apply for a place, and the organizer will cover all the accommodation and food."

Kuang Dejun thought for a while and said, "There are too many things to do, but I still can't go. I just bought a new stall. If I'm missing for a few days, I won't be able to explain it to the higher-ups!"

"Congratulations to you, Mr. Village Chief, the eldest brother came back and told us about your becoming the village chief. Do it well, don't use the village chief as a cadre, if you do it well, maybe you will get a village chief to do it. If you go up to the next level and become a county magistrate, then I will stick to your wealth!" Zeng Xiangxi said with a smile.

They chatted with each other for a few words.

Another call came in, from Hong Kong fruit merchant Huo Zhendong: "Mr. Kuang, your navel oranges are selling very well after they are brought back. They are all sold out in two days. I plan to come over to pull a truck tomorrow. Is there any stock?"

"Yes, Mr. Huo, are you sure you will drive here tomorrow?"

If he leaves tomorrow, he can reach Yuedu County in three or four o'clock in the afternoon.It should be time to spray ripening tonight.

"If there is no fruit to sell, I will definitely buy it. Mr. Kuang, I will not go there, as long as the quality of the fruit is the same as this time, I will transfer the money to you immediately after checking the weight with my driver!"

"Mr. Huo, don't worry, I won't dare to charge you any more if it's different!"

I wonder if Tu Meier is at home?

Kuang Dejun sent a message on WeChat: "Sister Qianhu, are you at school or at home?"

"Ready to go back!" Immediately replied wonderfully.

"That's great, the boss of Gangdong said that he will send a car to load the fruit tomorrow, and then spray the spirit spring water tonight. I'll go across the back of the mountain later!"

"I'll be home in an hour!"

Passing by the village committee compound, he was stopped by Yan Zhiqiang: "Brother Kuang, let's go to the embankment to have a look!"

It seems that it is really hard to get more than 1000 yuan a month as a salary!
"Then get in the car, I'll drive!"

"The village head went to inspect the fields and drove a luxury car. Doesn't it look good?"

Alas, I can't walk.

Fortunately, Yan Zhiqiang has an electric scooter.The two rode electric bikes and started walking from the Xie Zaorong Brick and Tile Factory in Gangbei. There was a water pump house by the river, and a canal was built directly to most of the rice fields in the village.In the past, during the dry season, water could also be pumped from the Yuedu River to the canal from the pump house.

After the land was divided into households, the water pump house was basically abandoned.After decades of not being used, the iron pipes of the water pump have become rusty.Many sections of the canals have been damaged and no water can pass through them!
Sometimes everyone takes care of their own responsibility field, and the collective consciousness becomes weak.

"Two cadres, are you free to inspect the work today?" Xie Zaorong, the owner of the brick and tile factory, walked towards him.

In recent years, Xie Zaorong's brick and tile factory has also entered a bottle.After all, the scale is not large, and it cannot compete with other large brick and tile factories.

With the rise of cement bricks, laterite-fired mud bricks have gradually withdrawn from the market.Even rural houses have begun to use cement bricks.However, Xie Zaorong Brick and Tile Factory has always insisted on using traditional wood-fired bricks and tiles, so the business is naturally unsustainable.

The address of Xie Zaorong Brick and Tile Factory was originally his family's private land, the soil quality is yellow mud, and there are more than ten mu of land.At the beginning, he also planted navel orange fruit trees. After two years of planting, he dug up all the fruit trees and began to take soil to make bricks and tiles.

It was originally a small hill and took several years to acquire soil.The entire hill was leveled.

Walking [-] meters outside, you will arrive at the bank of Yuedu River.Because the Gangbei Formation has a higher terrain, there are no dykes in this section.

"It is said that the County Water Bureau is planning to build a small hydropower station here!" Yan Zhiqiang said, pointing to the rock walls on both banks.

"Is there a message from above?"

"No, internal information, some students who work in the county party committee revealed it. The hydropower station can pass through, and it is only a few minutes away from here to the opposite Zhalin Industrial Park, and then from the industrial park to the county town for a few minutes. The county seat is just over ten minutes away!"

If this is the case, this piece of river dam land will be worth a lot of money.The road is clear, everything is clear!

There is a road leading directly to the beach, and several sand trucks take turns taking sand from the beach for processing.

This sand field is the sand field jointly run by Kuang Yanni and Sun Jinhui.With Du Gusheng standing behind him, the villagers of Qianjin Village dared to be angry but did not dare to speak out.

Public resources are shared by all villagers, not a private individual can control them at will.Besides, since you are taking sand and digging stones in the river, you should be responsible for the maintenance of the embankment!

(End of this chapter)