Bai Quan couldn't help but lit up when he heard the old man with a beard. It seemed that he would still have gained something after visiting the neighbors of these farmers.

He quickly followed the old man with the beard and asked, "I also find it very strange. Can planting trees in the sea of ​​sand really succeed?"

The old man with a beard said, "We have many people planting trees in the past, but we have never seen anyone who succeeded. There is no way, the wind and sand are too strong.

In recent years, people in the village have moved away one after another, and this ghost life is impossible.

Huo Bitu believed that Muya company, saying that if he wanted to plant trees and make a fortune, he would definitely suffer a great loss in the future."

Bai Quan thought that this was not only the farmers who believed Muya Forestry's words, but even the Four-dimensional City of X believed it, and there might be problems here.

The old man with a beard said a few gossips before remembering and asking: "Who are you? Why do you ask these questions?"

Bai Quan did not say his true purpose, but only said: "We are reporters. We came here to interview Huo Bitu and ask him about planting trees in the sea of ​​sand."

The old man with a beard nodded "Oh" and said, "Huo Bitu and his family are not here. If you want to interview them, you should come by before seven o'clock to see them.

Well, maybe they were all at home after 8 o'clock in the evening.”

Bai Quan calculated that Huo Bitu's family stayed on the land they contracted for more than 12 hours a day. The hardships here can be imagined.

Cooperating in planting trees is not an easy job, but a lot of effort.

As for the result, no one knows.

At least he is not optimistic about it. The wind and sand at Beizhaokou is famous for it. It is really difficult to plant trees in such a harsh environment.

The old man with a beard was just a stutter. He paused slightly and lowered his voice and said, "I heard that among the farmers who participated in the cooperation to plant tree, one of them was arrested... Tsk tsk, if you plant trees properly, you will be arrested. Now this matter is very fierce."

After hearing this, Bai Quan remembered another note in his heart that the arrest of Huhe Bari had a very bad impact among the local people, and now everyone is in danger.

Is this planting trees to get rich, or exploitation and oppression?

Bai Quan felt that such a subtitle was very suitable for this visit to the leader's home. After chatting with the old man with a few words, he returned the same way.

"Old Bai, it seems that no one of them needs to go to next. They should all go to work."

The photographer said to Bai Quan as he walked.

Bai Quan nodded: "Let's go back and check the situation of this Muya Forestry first, and then see what should be done next."

The three of them quickly drove away from Beizhaokou.

When returning to City X, Bai Quan did not drive, but asked his assistant to drive. He picked up his mobile phone and searched for information about Muya Forestry online.

"Cistancheban? What is this?"

Among the results found online, the ones ranked first are information about Muya Forestry and Cistanche planting.

Moreover, several articles posted on Weibo. If you read the titles of those Weibo bloggers, you should be some researchers in agriculture and forestry.

These Weibo articles are articles published by Aqishan and other researchers who previously "questioned" Muya Forestry's "Year-Old Cistanche". This is the latest information about "Muya Forestry".

Bai Quan clicked on these articles, and after one by one, he couldn't help frowning, thinking that this company is really "badly deeds", and he even got involved in the Cistanche Chain sale on Aqishan.

Read the meaning of these articles, the Cistanche deserticola planted by Muya Forestry is suspected of being "falsified".

The Cistanche, which originally planted saxony trees in two or three years, will only be planted in two or three years, is now planted in one year by Muya Forestry. This has seriously disrupted the market there, forcing these professionals to stand up and question them.

Is it a fraud company?

Bai Quan's heart suddenly moved, and his breathing suddenly became heavier.

If this is the case, the news value of this report will be even higher.

Just as I was thinking about it—

Sudden--

"Bang!"

I passed a small road ahead and was about to enter the expressway. Unexpectedly, a dilapidated small van suddenly rushed out from a small fork next to me.

Then, the little assistant quickly turned the steering wheel and wanted to avoid it.

But the path was very small and there was no way to avoid it, so their Cherokee fell into a ditch next to the road, and the wheels were stuck in it all at once.

This incident made the three people in the car so hard that they were dying. If they hadn't worn their seat belts, their heads would have been broken.

"Fuck, how did you drive the car?"

The little assistant cursed, rubbing his forehead, and opening the car door and getting out of the car, wanting to check the situation.

Five or six people got out of the ragged van, all of whom were strong men dressed in farmers, and walked towards this side together.

"However you drive a car, don't you even look at it when you come out? I almost got into it. How dangerous is it?"

The little assistant glanced at his Cherokee and the whole car was stuck in a ditch beside the road. It seemed that he had to ask other cars to help him out before he could come out. This made him angry and couldn't help but curse.

After the farmers came over, they looked at Cherokee's situation and seemed very satisfied. The leader of the man sneered and said, "How do you talk? How do I know you are driving so fast? You don't drive by the road, you're falling into the ditch by yourself, and you still blame others?"

The little assistant was choked and the Buddha was about to speak back, but the photographer saw something was wrong and quickly reached out to pull him, but he didn't let him speak.

Bai Quan's face was a little heavy, and he looked at the farmers without saying a word.

The leading farmer looked at these three foreigners and asked, "How is it? Your car is like this, do you need help?"

He pointed to the messy van behind him and said, "Give some money, we will help you pull the car up."

Bai Quan said: "Thank you, no need, we will contact the trailer ourselves."

"Oh, that's it."

The farmer narrowed his eyes and said, "If you don't need help, forget it, but you almost hit us when you drive so randomly on the road. How should you calculate?"

Bai Quan asked in a deep voice: "What do you want to calculate?"

The farmer smiled and said, "Give up the money."

When he heard this, the little assistant behind couldn't help it and said angrily: "We didn't hit you, why did we lose money?"

The farmer restrained the smile on his face and said seriously: "We braked too quickly and were injured."

When he said that, he waved to a farmer behind him: "Lao Wu, knock you to the place where you can see it."

A farmer behind him walked out with a giggle, revealing his sleeves, and there was really a bruise on his arm, but he didn't seem to know when it happened, and he actually said he had just touched it.

The situation is very clear, the other party is extorting money.

Bai Quan and the other three looked at the farmers and their faces became very ugly.

They could already guess at this time that everything before might be pre-designed by the other party.
Chapter completed!