After answering the phone, the fat middle-aged man was completely wilted.

During the whole process of answering the phone, he basically couldn't say a few words and just listened... There was no other way. He could only listen to the leadership's instructions.

After returning the phone to Chen Mu, the fat middle-aged man's face turned pale, and he took the initiative to say "thank you".

Thank you sister, thank you...

Chen Mu didn't have a good look on them. He put the phone in his pocket and said, "Pay quickly. Well, it's too late today. Forget it. Get out of here right away tomorrow morning."

"Okay, we'll leave tomorrow."

The middle-aged fat man nodded in agreement, no longer as arrogant as before.

Chen Mu glanced at the middle-aged man who spoke before and said, "Next time, if I catch you turning your eyes towards a woman, don't blame me for beating you."

The middle-aged man did not dare to look at Chen Mu and quickly lowered his head.

Chen Mu turned around and walked into the room. There was a small table with his favorite dishes on it.

Chen Mu sat over and while eating, he said to Aunt Gu Li: "Auntie, don't worry about this kind of thing in the future. There is no shortage of honors in the village. As long as everyone's life gets better and better, we will get any honor by ourselves."

Come."

Aunt Guli understood this time and nodded: "Okay, I understand. If there are people like this coming to our village in the future, I will never pay attention to them again."

…

The next day, Chen Mu led the villagers to start harvesting sea buckthorn fruits.

Sea buckthorn is fiery red, growing in a series on the paper strips of the branches, densely packed, and the color is particularly beautiful.

According to the instructions of the Uighur girl, the harvesting of sea buckthorn fruits is a bit special. You cannot pick the fruits directly because the skin of the fruits is easy to break and will rot as soon as you pick them.

Therefore, cut off the entire branch with the fruit, and then put it in the freezer as soon as possible to freeze it. Only when the fruit is frozen solid can you rub it off the branch. This will make it easy and will not destroy the nutritional content of the fruit.

After the Uyghur girl explained, the villagers all knew what to do. Each of them was given a pair of scissors and a basket and began to harvest.

Chen Mu picked one and put it in his mouth to try. Well, it was sweet and sour and tasted good.

The Uighur girl also ate one. She blinked and said, "This is the best sea buckthorn fruit. It has no astringent taste at all. It looks so good."

Chen Mu didn't say anything, but he thought it was natural.

He clicked on the vitality value in the orchard, right from the beginning.

In one year, the fruit trees grow tall and strong. If it were in other places, it would take at least three years for the fruit trees to actually produce fruit. Now he has done it in one year. It can be said that it is entirely the effect of vitality value.

Because the size of the orchard is not large, all the sea buckthorn fruits were harvested within two days of harvesting.

Li Wenjing has been waiting, constantly transporting sea buckthorn fruits to Bahe Town.

They didn't have a freezer here, and they didn't have time to build one, so they had to rent one in Bahe Town to facilitate the preservation of sea buckthorn fruits.

After finishing the work, Chen Mu sat in the yard with the Uighur elder Kurbanjiang in the evening and said: "This year's sea buckthorn fruit harvest can be considered a bumper harvest, which makes me relieved. Next year we will expand the scale and plant more sea buckthorn trees and more sea buckthorn trees."

There are jujube trees, so people must be kept here in the village, and they can’t all go to the forest farm.”

If you want to expand the size of your orchard, you must have enough manpower. Planting trees is easy, but caring for them is difficult.

Let’s not talk about anything else. Let’s just talk about the period when sea buckthorn fruits are bearing fruit. Sparrows are flying around all day long to steal the fruits, so everyone has spent a lot of effort to prevent them.

Every day we not only use bamboo poles to drive them away, but also set off firecrackers to deter them. Without manpower, it is impossible to do this.

"What about the forest farm? There can't be no one there."

Kurbanjan asked.

"We will recruit people in the future."

Chen Mu recounted the result of the discussion between himself and the female doctor, and then said: "In the future, everyone's salary will be raised. Well, for people in our villages, the companies can be relatively higher than those outside. Everyone

The moon must be a hundred high."

"No, no, no...it's already very high."

Kurbanjan and the old Uighur shook their heads in unison. The appearance of the two uncles and nephews seemed to be carved from the same mold.

The old Uighur has always played the role of Chen Mu's old housekeeper. He can't stand any waste of money. To him, "Xiao Mu's money is hard-earned" and no one can waste it.

And Kurbanjiang is now a bit over-stepping into the role of "steward", which started with the previous 6 million dividends for road construction.

Six million was transferred to the village account at once. Nothing was more shocking to him. This made him intuitively realize that Muya Forestry was really a part of their village. This made him realize that Muya Forestry was really a part of their village.

He suddenly felt a lot more "owner".

The old Uighur said: "Now the people in the village have received very high wages. They can't do much work. It's not appropriate to get too much."

Kurbanjiang also nodded: "Xiao Mu, if you recruit people from outside, you must recruit people who can do the job. It doesn't matter if you pay more.

But the people in our village now are all old people and women, who work less and get paid more. When outsiders come, they may not know what they think of us, and they may become less interested in doing the work."

Chen Mu thought about it and felt that it made sense.

The labor force in the village is insufficient, and most of them are old people and children. Most of the middle-aged people have gone to work outside.

If you give them too high a salary, even higher than the salary of the people who come to recruit workers, it will indeed seem unfair.

When the time comes, if those people recruited follow the same example as the people in the village and just work as foreigners instead of working, it will really ruin the atmosphere.

After thinking about it, Chen Mu said: "Okay, let's raise the wages of the people in the village a little, and the daily work will become one hundred yuan a day."

The old Uyghurs and Kurbanjiang thought about it for a while, and in fact, they felt in their hearts that there was no need to raise wages, and it was already good as it was.

I come to work in the forest farm every day, and the work is not tiring. Everyone chats while working, and I can have two meals in the canteen during work: breakfast and lunch... There is really nothing more comfortable than days like this.

However, since Chen Mu said this, they firstly did not want to live up to Chen Mu's good intentions, and secondly, they did not want to push the benefits of the villagers to others. It would not be good for this matter to spread, so they agreed.

"Brother Kurbanjan, how is the road construction going?"

After agreeing on recruitment and wages, Chen Mu asked about road construction.

This matter must be stepped up. After the orchard expands, there must be roads to transport the fruit out or build a processing plant.

Kurbanjan said: "We are already applying. Because the project on this road is relatively large and needs approval from the city, it took a while, but it should be soon."

Now, with the Xia Kingdom's highway laws becoming more and more perfect, it is no longer an era when just anyone can build roads.

Highways are divided into expressways, first-class highways, second-class highways, third-class highways and fourth-class highways according to technical levels. The specific classification standards are determined by the transportation department.

If you want to build a road, you must obtain approval from relevant government departments.

During this period of time, Kurbanjiang has been applying for the project, and it is expected that construction will start in September, and the construction period will be about half a year.

"When this road is built, our village will be the only one in this area."

Kurbanjan was very excited and couldn't help but give himself a thumbs up.

Among the ten villages and eight villages in this desert, only their village, Yakash, has the ability to build a road.

This is indeed a cool thing.

Even the old Uighurs couldn't help but smile.
Chapter completed!