After several people greeted the village entrance, a group of people divided into two waves and walked into Jianhua Village.

Looking at the rows of brand new brick houses in the village, reporter Qian opened his eyes.

I stopped from time to time to take pictures and asked some things.

"Director Jiang, can I ask, why did you want to be canned at the beginning? What was your original intention?"

reporter Qian asked while taking pictures.

"Reporter Qian, is your question considered an official interview?"

Jiang Xiaobai asked with a smile.

Reporter Qian stopped taking photos, stood up and looked at Jiang Xiaobai and nodded and said, "Yes, since you are here, you have to start working. Otherwise, if you wait, maybe other reporters will come and you will not even have time to see me."

"How can it be?" Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile: "Actually, my original intention was very simple. At the beginning, I thought about surviving because Jianhua Village was too poor at that time.

Every year, you have to rely on national relief food to survive. Don’t be afraid of you making fun of it. Some people have many children in their families. Whenever they are in trouble, the adults at home will go out to beg for food.

To be honest, when I first came to Jianhua Village, I was really afraid and unfit. I was born in a working family. My father has also obtained advanced individuals many times. Although the family is not too rich, I can also have a full meal and eat dumplings during festivals."

Jiang Xiaobai said, and reporter Qian also felt a little moved, he could see from Jiang Xiaobai's expression.

These things should be Jiang Xiaobai's personal experience, and that expression cannot be faked.

In fact, the only place where Jiang Xiaobai lies in this passage is that he traveled through time and lived a hundred times better than the villagers of Jianhua Village.

But that's it, reporter Qian was shocking to hear it.

"After our educated youth went to the countryside, they added a lot of burden to Jianhua Village, and we couldn't have enough food. After our fourteen educated youth paid for food, I thought about how to make everyone have enough food.

So I discovered the yellow peaches on the mountain. Yellow peaches and yellow peaches were valued on the land of our country three or four thousand years ago and had been artificially cultivated. By the Qin and Han dynasties, peaches had cultivated various important varieties, and the golden peaches grafted with persimmons continued to reproduce into today's yellow peach population."

Jiang Xiaobai's voice was transferred to Huang Tao, and reporter Qian's face looked a little strange.

What do you mean? Are you asking me to advertise for you in the provincial newspaper?

Jiang Xiaobai continued to talk nonstop: "The nutritional value of yellow peach is also very good. It is rich in vitamin C and a large amount of tomato flavin, carotene and a variety of trace elements needed by the human body.

Eating it every day can help you relieve bowel movements, lower blood sugar, blood lipids, anti-free radicals, remove dark spots, delay aging, improve immune function, etc., and can also promote appetite. It can be called a health care fruit and a health care peach..."

"Director Jiang, Director Jiang..." reporter Qian interrupted Jiang Xiaobai's words.

He couldn't stand it anymore. He thought Jiang Xiaobai could just talk, but he didn't have a manuscript, so could he read it for two hours?

But before he could think about it, Jiang Xiaobai said nothing about it.

It would be a pity if you don't want to do sales.

"Director Jiang, I will selectively reflect what you said in the article." Reporter Qian said.

"Okay, let's continue, after founding the canned food of educated youth, we have made money. We can have enough food ourselves, but I feel very uncomfortable when I see the villagers still suffering. Maybe the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. I think it's not enough to just eat enough food, but I also have to bring the villagers together to prosperity."

Reporter Qian opened his small notebook and wrote a few words on it. From begging village to the first village in the province, common prosperity is the key.

"Can I go to these people's homes to see it?" Qian said, pointing to the new house not far away.

"Of course there is no problem." Jiang Xiaobai nodded and walked over with the reporter Qian.

"Bang bang bang,"

"Who, Director Xiaobai. Please come in quickly, hurry..." The aunt who opened the door was particularly enthusiastic.

"Aunt Wang, this is Qian reporter from the provincial capital. I want to interview you." Jiang Xiaobai finished introducing it, and then turned around and said to Qian reporter.

"Reporter Qian, I won't go in,"

"Then thank you Director Jiang." Reporter Qian nodded, Jiang Xiaobai was present, and he had some questions that were not easy to ask.

Even if I ask, this aunt may not dare to say it.

Of course, Jiang Xiaobai stood at the door, and there was no difference, but it would be enough to go to two more stores later.

"Auntie, tell me your comment on Jiang Xiaobai?" reporter Qian asked with a smile.

"Director Xiaobai, let me tell you this. If there was no Director Xiaobai, would you still have something to say when you saw me now?" the aunt said.

Reporter Qian was stunned and said, "How do you say this?"

"A few years ago, our son and daughter-in-law left early, and only me and a young grandson were left at home. I was sick and couldn't get out of bed every few days, so I couldn't earn work points.

Later, Xiaobai, the factory manager, came to the factory and built a house for the poor families in the village, and provided a job opportunity. He also established a family contracting system with Secretary Huang, and his family was assigned to the land and a pig farm. He had dividends at the end of the year..."

The aunt said sincerely, and her eyes turned red as she said it.

In those two years, my family was really difficult. Not to mention going to school, my grandson was even having a difficult life.

Now, the little grandson has sat in the bright school, lived in a new house and invested in a pig farm.

I have money to spend when I sit at home every day.

"That is, if you don't build a sacrificial temple now, otherwise, I will have to provide the director Xiaobai..."

After leaving Aunt Wang’s house, reporter Qian was in a bad mood, not because of other things, but because the original Jianhua Village was really too hard.

Jiang Xiaobai asked nothing, and reporter Qian went to two more families for interview.

It was similar to the news that no one said anything bad about Jiang Xiaobai. Whenever he mentioned Jiang Xiaobai, he praised him.

Jiang Xiaobai's status in Jianhua Village can also be seen from the middle.

At noon, everyone had a meal of wild game at the educated youth canning factory.

After dinner, everyone left with satisfaction.

However, as soon as reporter Qian and others left, Jiang Xiaobai received another call. A reporter from a newspaper in the south came over.

In the next few days, Jiang Xiaobai couldn't do anything, either receiving reporters or on the road to receiving reporters.

But on the other hand, Song Xin and Song Weiguo were also taking the time to handle the things Jiang Xiaobai told him.

Every night, Song Weiguo would communicate with Jiang Xiaobai and report on finding a factory to open a factory.
Chapter completed!