Chuan Shu Qi Leng: I am no longer worthy of this vicious female supporting role.

Song Sangsang has been busy preparing lesson plans at home these two days. In the second half of the year, primary school will be promoted to junior high school. At this time, the five-year primary school system is consistent, so the next period of time is particularly important for the children in Song Sangsang’s class. Song Sangsang Sang also wants to try his best to help everyone improve their grades.

"Sang Sang, how are you?" Yang Ruqian came after hearing the news and wanted to see what happened to Song Sang Sang.

"Ru Qian, I'm fine. How are you doing lately? How are you preparing the lesson plan?" Song Sangsang didn't want to talk about what happened before, so he naturally changed the subject.

"Stop talking, I'm going bald every day. It's so difficult. Please help me, Sangsang," Yang Ruqian complained in tears.

"Then tell me, how can I save you?" Song Sangsang couldn't laugh or cry.

"Sang Sang, I brought a lot of food from home. I want to exchange it with you for something delicious. That mushroom sauce is very good." Yang Ruqian thought for a moment. The thing she wanted to eat most, Song Sangsang's mushroom sauce has already made her happy. I've been craving for it for a long time, and I never had the nerve to mention it. I brought some food from home, so I came here quickly to change it.

"Okay, okay, wait a minute, I'll give it to you. Fortunately, I left a bottle last time." Song Sangsang couldn't help but laugh. This is indeed what Yang Ruqian can do. As soon as Song Sangsang entered the kitchen, he walked out of the space supermarket. I took out the remaining bottle of mushroom sauce.

"Sang Sang, you are so kind. Your craftsmanship, Sang Sang, is absolutely amazing. You can sell it." Yang Ruqian took the mushroom sauce and took a sip, and was filled with admiration.

"Ru Qian, don't talk nonsense, what is for sale or not?" Song Sangsang quickly stopped. Trading is not open yet. Everyone can only go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy things. Private buying and selling is prohibited, so the black market is still open. But we can’t put it on the surface

Sell? Supply and marketing cooperative? Mushroom sauce?

Song Sangsang suddenly thought of something. While she was preparing lesson plans at home these days, she was also thinking about how to contribute her own strength. Unexpectedly, after Yang Ruqian said this, she suddenly had an idea.

After Yang Ruqian left, Song Sangsang went into the kitchen, took out the ingredients for making mushroom sauce from the space supermarket, and tried it. After the seventh trial, he finally got what Song Sangsang wanted. Song Sangsang picked up the Mushroom sauce ran to the party secretary's house, and grandma didn't even stop her.

"Where is this kid going so late?" Grandma murmured

Song Sangsang had already arrived at the party secretary's house and asked Su Wang to invite the village chief to come with him. Aunt Wen and the party secretary were both confused.

"Sang Sang, what do you mean?" the branch secretary asked anxiously

"Uncle Jianjun, wait until the village chief comes. I have an idea. I want you to check it and see if it's feasible." Song Sangsang gave up.

When the village chief arrived, Song Sangsang opened the mushroom sauce. The unique smell filled the air, making everyone swallow involuntarily.

"Jianjun, are you greedy for me?" the village chief asked doubtfully, wondering why he was invited over so late.

"Village Chief, I asked Su Wang to invite you over. Let's try this mushroom sauce first." Song Sangsang explained, and then let everyone taste the mushroom sauce. Although everyone didn't know what Song Sangsang wanted to do. , but still cooperates

"Sang Sang, the mushroom sauce you made is so delicious," Aunt Wenzi praised.

"It's delicious. It tastes very good. It can be mixed with noodles or mixed with noodles." The village chief also nodded.

"Sang Sang, what do you mean by this?" The party secretary couldn't hold back and asked anxiously.

"Village Chief, Uncle Jianjun, I want to give this recipe to the village," Song Sangsang replied.

"To the village? What do you mean?" The two of them were even more stupid.

Song Sangsang had no choice but to explain that Linyuan County was located in the mountains, and the villagers could often go to the mountains to pick mushrooms to add food to the family. If they couldn't finish eating, they would be dried and made into dry goods. If the village department organized the villagers to pick mushrooms and set up small workshops, Make mushroom sauce and then sell it to supply and marketing cooperatives. This will not only allow everyone to have income, but also make full use of the geographical advantages of Linyuan County.

To take a step back, even if shiitake mushrooms cannot be harvested from the mountains, they can still be cultivated artificially, and Song Sangsang has tried his best to simplify the ingredients of shiitake mushroom sauce to reduce unnecessary investment costs.

By the time Song Sangsang finished the introduction, the village chief and party secretary had already begun to think about the feasibility of this matter. It sounded very good, but it was still difficult to implement, such as sales, whether the supply and marketing society would charge it, and whether anyone would buy it. , how to organize everyone to set up this workshop, how many people are needed, the venue, and the cost of investment must be carefully measured.

"Sangsang, your proposal is very good, but it is still a bit risky, and there are still many issues that need to be carefully considered." After listening, the village chief said, and the branch secretary on the side also nodded in agreement.

Song Sangsang was suddenly discouraged. The question raised by the village chief was indeed something she had not considered, but Song Sangsang still did not want to give up this method that could make the villagers rich.

"Village Chief, Party Secretary, it's true that I haven't thought about it clearly. Give me some more time and I will definitely come up with a solution." Song Sangsang issued a military order and was very determined.

"Okay, okay, young children are motivated and aggressive, which is very good." The village chief laughed after hearing this.

"Sang Sang is really good," the branch secretary also agreed.

"Sang Sang is good, you don't need to tell her." Aunt Wen looked protective, but these two men dampened Song Sang Sang's enthusiasm as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Aunt, village chief, party secretary, it's getting late, so I'll go back first and wait for good news." Song Sangsang was not depressed and said goodbye to them with a smile.

"Sang Sang, it's too late for me to see you off. It's not safe for a girl to walk at night." Aunt Wen ignored the other two people, took Song Sang Sang's hand and walked out.

"Sang Sang, don't blame your Uncle Jianjun and the village chief. They are in this position, so they naturally have more things to think about." Aunt Wen enlightened Song Sang Sang, for fear of dampening Song Sang Sang's enthusiasm.

"Auntie, I know it's true that I didn't think it through well. I'll think about it carefully later." Song Sangsang didn't think anything of it, and was still thinking hard about how to start a career.

That night, Song Sangsang even dreamed about looking at the plans, and wanted to imprint all the plans he had seen in his mind, just in case there were any that could be used.

"Director Song, this is the plan you want."

"Okay, okay." Song Sangsang dreamed that he was promoted to director, and he was so happy that he couldn't help but laugh out loud.