Mr. Song and Wang Yuemeng are back.

They spent most of the day following Su Zhenlin around the county and had already made a preliminary inspection.

The two of them sat in the courtyard and watched Su Ran put the wet five-fingered peach roots in the sun to dry.

"Get some moisture first"

"Stewed chicken tastes better."

Su Ran smiled and sat back on the wicker chair.

Just when Mr. Song was about to speak, he saw Wang Xue coming out with two bowls.

She was very excited:"Come on, come on."

"Mr. Song came back just in time. We were making traditional snacks just now. You must try them."

She put the bowl on the small table.

All she saw was the brown soup in the bowl.

There were pieces of dark green"pasta". There were still plumeria flowers floating on it.

The hot steam just coming out of the pot smelled like Chinese medicine. The aroma was"927".

Wang Xue looked at the two of them excitedly, and the netizens in the live broadcast room were numb.

【Sure enough, women are not simple. She didn't dare to eat, and she even used Mr. Song as an experiment.】

【Sister Yu is so thick-skinned this time】

【Little fairy fish, sending 999 weak chickens: Sister Wang Xue is so cunning!】

【The rich man is so troubled that he gives away 999 weak chickens: he dare not drink even brown sugar added.】

【Wild child, send out 999 weak chickens: Yesterday someone seemed to tell me that eels are like snakes and they are not dare to be eaten.】

【……】

Netizens were talking a lot.

Mr. Song picked up the bowl.

Wang Xue was instantly petrified.

Mr. Song actually understands!

Mr. Song blew and said:"This is a good thing. Where I lived back then, there was a couple who specialized in doing this. They had a small shop of a few square meters, with four or five tables outside the door. The customers never stopped. It cost 50 cents. One bowl, I ate it a lot in order to save money, and then I got used to it."

"20 years have passed and I have forgotten all about it"

"I actually ate it again today"

"I miss you so much."

After saying that, he picked up the spoon, scooped out a full spoonful, and ate it happily.

Wang Yuemeng was shocked when she heard the name.

But seeing that the boss ate it so deliciously, she also tried it After taking a sip,

Wang Yuemeng was a little surprised:"It's sweet and sticky."

"Tender and smooth, with a peculiar floral aroma, delicious"

"right? I was also frightened by the name."Mr. Song had already finished a bowl and handed it to Wang Xue with unfinished thoughts.

"Miss Wang Xue, are there any more?"

Wang Xue pouted, picked up the bowl and walked to the kitchen

【The grass is actually delicious!】

【Sister Yu regretted it. She worked so hard to make it, but after she didn’t taste it herself, she wasted three bowls haha】

【When Mr. Song was young, there was a national craze for going to the sea. It was no surprise that he had eaten it.】

【Don’t worry, I’ll go to Yanya tomorrow and I’ll try this one too. 】

The audience was talking.

Wang Xue has already come out with the pot.

He and Su Xiaoxin took the bowl and started beating chicken shit and rattan cakes.

After Su Ran introduced Su Xiaoxin to the two of them, they all took their bowls and started eating.

The sugar water is very sweet and goes well with the smooth pasta.

It has a unique flavor when eaten. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Mr. Song ate for a while and asked Su Ran:"Xiao Su, how many places did Village Chief Su take us to just now?"

"What I am most satisfied with is the area in Nanyang Village, Jinjiang Town. What do you think?"

Su Ran knows that place.

Nanyang Village is between the county seat and Jinjiang Town, less than five kilometers away from Jinjiang Town.

The terrain on both sides of the road is flat.

Due to convenient transportation, nearby villagers grow more vegetables.

There are many bosses every year, Bring a truck to collect vegetables.

There is still a lot of undeveloped land there, and it should be possible to build a processing plant there.

Su Ran smiled and said,"I don't understand business matters."

"Before looking for them, it's best to ask if there is a villager's cemetery nearby."

"Southerners attach great importance to traditional values. If there is a quarrel over relocation of graves, it will be difficult for you and the authorities to deal with it.

Mr. Song nodded slightly:"This is a problem across the country.""

"But you are right, we have all experienced this kind of thing."

Mr. Song has worked in real estate.

He is indeed familiar with relocation routines......

It is nothing more than a question of how much compensation to pay.

But he is the richest man in Malay. If he comes to the county to invest and set up a factory, the county will of course welcome him. Maybe he will give him the green light all the way and the land will be shoveled for him first.

"We also asked some farming villagers, there is a serious loss of young people here."

"There are either middle-aged people or old people in the field.

Mr. Song sighed a little:"It's just for living.""

"I hope that after the food company is established, some young people can be recalled"

"I also hid my selfish motives. If we are all locals, the dormitory building can be spared a lot haha."

Su Ran agreed very much:

"If you work at home, there will definitely be people who are willing to come back. Although the income is less, there is no pressure of life in a big city."

"Such as her……"

Su Ran pointed at the confused Su Xiaoxin:"My sister has had good academic performance since she was a child."

"But in order to support her brother in college, she dropped out of school and now works in a milk tea shop in the town."

"When your company officially goes into production, she will be an adult and she can go to work in the factory. It would be better if there is a canteen that provides working meals."

(OO;)

【The anchor's words are a bit familiar】

【Isn’t this what the village chief said yesterday?】

【Good guy, in this village you pull me and I pull you】

【Hahahaha, don't mess with the anchor, or the whole village will beat you up. 】1.7 Netizens laughed.

Su Xiaoxin looked at the two strangers and shook her head in embarrassment:"To go to the factory, I might as well go to Pengcheng, the big city is more prosperous!"

【Another one lying flat】

【How could my spirited little girl be a factory girl if she is so fashionable?】

【The anchor underestimates my little sister. There are thousands of factories in Pengcheng, an international city. Which street is not more prosperous than your country?】

【If everyone is like a little girl, I suddenly worry that Mr. Song will not be able to recruit young people. 】

Mr. Song stared at Su Xiaoxin for a few seconds, then turned to Wang Yuemeng and said,"This child is so pitiful. I will go to her house and support her with 50,000 yuan, so that she can go back and study hard first."

Wang Yuemeng nodded..

Su Xiaoxin:oo.

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