Whether building a pharmaceutical factory or building roads, they are all professional projects that cannot be underestimated. Jiang Xiaofan knew the level of people in the village, so it was no problem to work as a mason for some construction teams, but the professional aspects still need to be discussed.
Because this involves mechanical equipment issues.
Jiang Xiaofan did some simple homework. Building factories and building roads require excavators, graders, road rollers, dump trucks, asphalt pavers... Only professional construction teams can do the job.
The construction team that built the villa last time certainly didn't have the ability to take on this job.
Jiang Xiaofan pondered for a moment, then took out his cell phone and called Mr. Hu, asking him to keep an eye out for a reliable construction team.
After finishing all this, Jiang Xiaofan started making a potion to treat orange trees.
Now that the land for the pharmaceutical factory has been obtained, it's time to treat the orange trees in Sanglou Village.
After coming to the yard to get a bucket of water, Jiang Xiaofan looked around to see if there was no one at home, then put his hand into the water and slowly released his spiritual energy.
The potion is for outsiders to hear, but it actually involves melting spiritual energy into water and controlling the ratio of spiritual energy and water.
Half an hour later, Jiang Xiaofan made several hundred kilograms of spiritual liquid. If he had not adjusted the proportions, he could have made more.
However, in order not to shock the world, Jiang Xiaofan decided to give them to Sanglou Village in batches.
"Village Chief Liu, the first batch of potions has been mixed. Send someone over to get it." Jiang Xiaofan called Liu Dazhu and briefly explained the situation.
Ten minutes later, Liu Dazhu drove a three-wheeled truck.
Stopping in front of Jiang Xiaofan's house, Liu Dazhu jumped out of the car and said excitedly: "Xiaofan, can you prepare the potion so quickly?"
Jiang Xiaofan smiled and said: "This is just part of it, I will have to do it twice more in the next two days."
Liu Dazhu said excitedly: "No problem. Boss Li, the two younger brothers, hurry up and carry the potion to the car. Don't spill the potion."
At this time, a group of villagers gathered in front of Jiang Xiaofan's house to watch the fun.
They have seen vegetables and wild animals being hauled, but they have never seen someone hauling water.
A villager asked in confusion: "Is Xiaofan selling water? I haven't heard of a water shortage in Sanglou Village."
"I heard from the village elder's wife that the orange trees in Sanglou Village are sick, and Xiaofan is treating their orange trees." Sister-in-law Rong, who was well-informed, said hurriedly.
"Xiaofan is really amazing. He can farm and treat diseases. He is also handsome..."
"Stop being so arrogant, you already have two children, what are you dreaming about..."
"Isn't it okay for me to think about it? You are so lenient, as if you are Xiaofan's wife..."
"If you keep talking nonsense, your mouth will be as loose as a cotton crotch..."
"..."
At this time, Uncle Xiong came over and said, "What are you talking about behind your back?"
Seeing Uncle Xiong's unkind expression, the villagers quickly explained: "We didn't say anything to Xiao Fan, we just envy the orange trees planted in Sanglou Village."
Uncle Xiong frowned and said, "Then what's there to envy? Can't our village also make money by picking wild mountain products?"
The man from before sighed: "That's right... but in a few more months, wild mushrooms will be harvested. There will be more wild rabbits, but without Liu Waizui's skills, everyone will have no additional source of income.
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"Yeah, unlike you, we can work stably in Longtou Mountain and the reservoir. When we run out of wild goods, we will definitely have to find work again."
Hearing the sour words of the villagers, Uncle Xiong felt happy. If Jiang Xiaofan hadn't trusted him, I'm afraid he would have to worry about gains and losses now.
Uncle Xiong hesitated for a moment and said: "In addition to wild wild animals, every household also raises hybrid native chickens. Xiaofan said that the purchase price is not low. We can't make money, so we are getting angry."
A tall and thin man said: "That's not true. The harvest of crops grown in the fields is low, and I feel unhappy every year. If you plant some orange trees like those in Sanglou Village, you can not only make reasonable use of the land, but also have a happy life."
stable income."
"Yes, the literary friend is right. We don't seek great wealth, but we are afraid of unstable income." Other villagers agreed.
The literary friend asked tentatively: "Brother Xiong, why don't you go ask Xiaofan and see if Sanglou Village can teach us how to plant orange trees."
Uncle Xiong frowned and said, "Why don't you ask?"
"I'm not afraid that Xiaofan will think too much..."
"Nonsense, is Xiaofan that kind of person?"
"Brother Xiong, I was wrong, look at my bad mouth..."
"..."
In the yard, Jiang Xiaofan listened to the conversation of the villagers outside and fell into deep thought for a while.
He thought that it would be enough to enrich the villagers' pockets, but he ignored everyone's inner feelings. They have been farming in the countryside for most of their lives, and all they want is stability and peace of mind, because the motivated ones are no longer in the village.
Like their father Jiang Baosen, they cannot bear to see the land idle and abandoned. After all, they spend their whole lives digging in the soil and have an inseparable affection for the land.
Although they now collect wild products and raise native chickens, the simplest wish of the villagers is to improve their income from the fields.
After Liu Dazhu finished filling the liquid and left, Jiang Xiaofan walked slowly outside the gate.
"Xiaofan." Uncle Xiong greeted with a smile.
Jiang Xiaofan nodded: "Uncle Xiong, please go to the village and inform me that we will have a meeting together in the evening. I have something to tell everyone."
Uncle Xiong asked in a low voice: "Xiaofan, is it a good thing or a bad thing?"
"Of course it's a good thing." Jiang Xiaofan couldn't help laughing.
"Okay, I'll go right away." Uncle Xiong responded, patting his chest.
The news that Jiang Xiaofan had convened a village meeting spread rapidly in the village as if it had wings.
The villagers were very curious. The last time a villagers meeting was held, Jiang Xiaofan was the one who voted for the Longtou Mountain contract.
From then on, everyone collected mountain products to open up wasteland, raised native chickens and sold eggs, and their incomes increased rapidly like a rocket.
I don’t know what I have to announce this time…
With deep doubts, the villagers had a simple dinner and rushed to the village committee anxiously.
Soon the villagers gathered at the village committee.
Everyone found their seats and sat down. Everyone asked each other curiously: "Do you know what this meeting is about?"
"I wonder, could it be Xiaofan who has found another way to make money?"
"We have wild wild animals and hybrid native chickens. How else can we make money?"
"Could it be to teach us how to plant the orange trees in Sanglou Village?"
"It can't be possible..."
"..."
The villagers talked to each other, and the discussion was lively.
Not long after, Jiang Xiaofan and Zhao Fugui walked into the village committee.
Sister-in-law Xianglan said quickly: "Uncle Fugui, what's the matter with calling us here?"
Zhao Fugui said with a smile: "Of course it's a good thing. It's not like before. In the past, when I asked you to come to a meeting, everyone wanted to droop to the ground."
Sister-in-law Xianglan chuckled: "We used to be poor, and the meetings were either about raising money to build roads or building schools. It's strange that everyone is happy."
Zhao Fugui took a puff from his pipe and said with a smile, "What about now?"
Before Mrs. Xianglan could speak, the villagers were beaming and said, "It's different now. Xiaofan and everyone have made money. Every household can eat meat, and even air conditioning is installed."