The old man lying in the room has gray and sparse hair. He is wearing a pair of reading glasses and is concentrating with his eyes closed. His complexion is not as good-looking as Mr. Gu. He is of medium height, slightly fatter and has a bigger belly.

"Here we come." Mr. Jin slowly opened his eyes and turned to look at Li Yuanlang. Although he was not energetic enough, his eyes were sharp, like two electric lights emitting a chilling air that made people shudder.

Fortunately, Li Yuanlang had seen the world and was as calm as before. He was not affected by Mr. Jin's sharp eyes. He bowed to Mr. Jin very respectfully and said hello: "Grandpa Jin, happy New Year."

It's New Year before the first lunar month, so it's not too late to say New Year's greetings. Li Yuanlang called him after Jin Weixin. After all, Mr. Jin and Mr. Gu were similar in age, and their official titles were about the same when they were in office.

It came down for no reason and became a laughing stock.

"What are you holding?" Mr. Jin nodded and did not move, but asked when he saw the wooden lacquer box in Li Yuanlang's hand.

"I bring you a small gift as a token of my respect to you." Li Yuanlang put his hands in front of Mr. Jin's eyes.

"You are a township cadre, can I guess what is in this? Ginseng or Ganoderma, right?"

Not to mention, Mr. Jin is really discerning and his guess is very accurate. Indeed, the lacquer box contains a wild Ganoderma lucidum that is more than two hundred years old.

Li Yuanlang honored Mr. Gu with a 300-year-old wild ginseng and gave Mr. Jin wild Ganoderma lucidum as a greeting gift. They are both good things to nourish the body, especially for the elderly.

"Grandpa Jin, you really have a sharp eye and can see through it at a glance. The gift I give you is a wild Ganoderma lucidum that is more than two hundred years old." Li Yuanlang opened the lacquer box and revealed the appearance of the Ganoderma lucidum inside.

This Ganoderma lucidum is a purple mushroom with a kidney-shaped appearance. The cap is corky and has a stalk. The height and width are about 17 cm. The stalk grows sideways and is long in shape. Both the cap and the stalk have a black leather shell, and the surface has a paint-like luster.

, and there are annular ribs and radial wrinkles. The bacterial flesh is rusty brown, the bacterial tube is hard, the same color as the bacterial flesh, the tube mouth is round, the color is similar to the bacterial tube, the spores are brown, oval, with obvious small warts on the inner wall. The smell is slightly fragrant.

"You must have put a lot of thought and money into preparing this thing, right?" Mr. Jin raised his eyelids and just glanced at it roughly, his expression neither angry nor happy. Just as Jin Weixin said, he was sending this to Li Yuanlang.

Something is a little unhappy, which is a sign of getting angry.

"It didn't cost much. You know, our Shuiming Township is located in a mountainous area, and something like this grows on the mountain, but it took a lot of thought."

Mr. Jin originally thought that Li Yuanlang would quibble and make up various excuses, but he didn't expect that Li Yuanlang would take the initiative to admit that he had put a lot of thought into it, which surprised him. To be honest, what has a person with his status never seen before? Just make it.

He would not be surprised if wild Ganoderma lucidum has grown for thousands of years.

"Tell me, what did you spend your time on?" Mr. Jin's eyes were as bright as a torch, with a cold air.

"This Ganoderma lucidum was collected from Jiudi Village in our township. Historical records show that this is where Emperor Gaozu once lived, and the place where Ganoderma lucidum was picked is located in the dense forest in the north mountain of Jiudi Village. There are still historical relics there, and I also brought it with me

Bring some soil, look, the black soil is oily and shiny."

At Li Yuanlang's reminder, Mr. Jin leaned forward and looked at the contents of the lacquer box. He did not look at the Ganoderma lucidum, but looked at the rare black soil inside, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Why?

Mr. Jin is a Manchu. The reason why he changed his surname to Jin is that the tribesmen are worried about retaliation. Historically, when dynasties change, it is inevitable to go through a bloody storm, especially the royal family of the previous dynasty, which is the first choice for killing. Therefore, before the dynasty is destroyed, everyone must go through a bloody storm.

The clan members either changed their surname to Jin, Zhao or Luo to avoid persecution.

The bloodline of the emperor of the Jin family can be traced back to more than eight generations. It is not a close branch, but it used to be a yellow belt status and a royal blood relative. Now there is a strange phenomenon. Anyone who follows the royal surname makes high-profile hype, which is nothing more than borrowing people's curiosity.

Psychologically, to win attention. They are often distant relatives or have the nature of embezzlement and deception. However, the real descendants of the royal family are very low-key and unassuming, trying their best to avoid their special identity.

They don’t eat the food of their ancestors and rely on their own efforts. Just like Mr. Jin’s family, they refuse to talk about this topic. But deep down, they still have the admiration for their ancestors who galloped freely and ruled the country for more than two hundred years.

Wild Ganoderma lucidum did not arouse Mr. Jin's interest. But that small handful of black soil made Mr. Jin's heart surge with emotion.

He raised his hand to signal Li Yuanlang to bring the box to him. He twisted a handful of black soil in his hand, put it under the tip of his nose, and smelled the smell of the black soil.

The aroma of the earth had a different taste in his mind. Suddenly, the fierce scene of his ancestors riding tall horses, running between white mountains and black waters, wielding swords and fighting for the country appeared in front of him.

Mr. Jin was particularly excited. His fingers were trembling, his face was rosy, and his eyes were bright. After a long time, he felt sad and said: "Young man, please forgive me for my rudeness. I am an old party member who was born in the old society and grew up in the old society."

Under the red flag, it was the Party that gave me a new life. Although my ancestors gave me blood, it was the Party that really allowed me to enjoy a happy old age, not my all-powerful ancestor."

"I understand your feelings, Grandpa Jin." Li Yuanlang said solemnly: "The party has given us faith and given us a prosperous life. Human beings are not grass and trees, and we cannot be ruthless. Our respect and respect for our ancestors cannot be hindered by faith.

Filial piety comes first in all good deeds. Our party members pay homage to their ancestors, which is a continuation of the Chinese tradition of putting filial piety first. I think this does not conflict with our beliefs and does not conflict with the purpose of you, a respected and respected veteran party member. You can

Release your emotions and express your emotions, which will be a very good inheritance for you and your next generation."

Mr. Jin carefully savored Li Yuanlang's words and couldn't help but nod his head in praise: "You are a young man who is worthy of being the secretary of the party committee. You have a good theoretical level and have done a good job in party affairs and ideological work. Then let me ask you about your government's governing ideas. What do you think about your township?

What are your views on Jiudi Village?"

He actually asked this because he wanted to hear about the current situation of Jiudi Village, but he was too embarrassed to mention it directly, so he brought Shuiming Xiang along with him.

He is really a cunning old fox, he talks in a roundabout way, and even those who are slow to react will not be able to understand his true intentions.

Li Yuanlang said: "Grandpa Jin, the development of Shuiming Township has stagnated in recent years, and Jiudi Village is also facing the same problem. There are many mountains and little land, and the people can only make a living by picking mountain products from the nearby mountains, which has not formed an effective scale.

At the same time, the transportation in Shuiming Township is underdeveloped, with many mountain roads and inconvenient transportation. The township is now fully promoting agricultural cooperatives to organize the people into a community to face risks and challenges together and get rich together. The township has changed from the city to

The Transportation Bureau applied for a road construction fund, and also obtained part of it from the county. Together, they are planning to build a section of road from Shuiming Township to the expressway. The funds are temporarily sufficient. And this..."

After saying that, Li Yuanlang took out another small notebook, which contained a plant specimen of Hemorrhoids. He then explained the effectiveness and prospects of Hemorrhoids.

The more Mr. Jin listened, the more interested he became, especially the wounding grass. He carefully held it in his hand and looked at it repeatedly against the sun. He couldn't help but sigh: "It turns out that this little thing has such an effect. It can be used as a medicinal material in the hands of good people."

, in the hands of bad people, it becomes a drug. There are many wonders in the world, not because of the nature of this thing, but because of the character of the person who uses it, it is really mysterious."

Then, the old man slowly stood up from the recliner, and Li Yuanlang gently helped him. The old man did not stop him. To be honest, his body was not as strong as that of Mr. Gu. He was a little staggering when walking, his body was slightly stooped, and he was a little breathless.

With his hands behind his back, Mr. Jin walked to the window, looked out at the winter scenery outside the window, and said slowly: "I think your idea of ​​governing Shuiming Township is quite good, using local materials, vigorously developing the mountain product processing industry, and this hurtful thing

Grass breeding and road construction can all bring long-term benefits. However, I always feel that your place is a bit monotonous. Are there any other industries that can be explored? For example, the ruins of Jiudi Village are still there. You can consider developing them.

Tourism project.”

Li Yuanlang took a step forward, stood not far behind Mr. Jin, and elaborated: "Thank you, Mr. Jin, for reminding me. I will vigorously promote this after I return. In fact, we have already tried to develop tourism."

After a pause, Li Yuanlang continued: "I went to Langlang Village a while ago and found that there is heavy snow in winter, and the natural snow scene is comparable to that of Xuexiang. I have discussed with the village party secretary and director to develop Langlang Village.

It has become a pillar industry with the characteristics of folk tourism. To this end, the last time I was in the provincial capital, Director Dong of the Provincial Tourism Bureau and I made a special report. Director Dong was very interested and promised to go to Hailang Village for on-the-spot inspection and guidance in the future. At present,

, Hailang Village has been reported by several news media in Beijing, and a large number of tourists have come to watch the snow scenery and enjoy the original nature. Moreover, we can't just focus on winter, summer and autumn, we can also make great achievements and develop more

The tourism projects have enriched tourists’ enthusiasm and projects, and also allowed the people in the village to earn more.”

"Your idea is very good and unique. Just like what is said in the novel Besieged City, people outside the city want to go in, and people in the city want to go out. People living in big cities are tired of the busy traffic and the modernization of high-rise buildings, and they are very

I miss the natural landscape. On the other hand, rural people prefer the convenience of the city, which leads to the interesting phenomenon that city people want to go to the countryside and country people want to go to the city." Mr. Jin pondered for a moment and said: "Where are you in Jiudi Village?

You should also be more careful. There are not many historical relics in your place. These are the only few. You must do more to protect them. At the same time, use this as a gimmick and make more fuss, which can not only enrich the pockets of the people, but also enrich your hometown.

Tourism resources, the best of both worlds.”

"Okay, I will arrange and implement it as soon as possible."

After a conversation with Li Yuanlang, Mr. Jin was very touched. His attitude was not as serious as before, and he would not get angry.

He cherished this gift that Li Yuanlang brought him very much. It was a wild Ganoderma lucidum that was more than two hundred years old. Considering that his family was still ruling this area at that time, it was very memorable. At the same time, he called people over for the meaningful black soil.

He kept the contents of the paint box well and warned him repeatedly not to mess them up.

Jin Weixin, who had been uneasy outside the door, saw the staff coming in and out, so he asked the old man inside how he was feeling.
Chapter completed!