"Grandpa--" Qiqige supported Mr. Wang's arm, his face full of shyness. She also knew that grandpa spoke, even if his father was unhappy, the marriage would not run away.

"Grandpa--" Tian Xiaopang also held Mr. Wang's arm on the other side, grinning, and laughed foolishly. Then, he felt that the back of his waist was twisted, and it must be a small grid that was using a bad hand. It didn't hurt, it didn't hurt at all, but it felt sweet in his heart.

However, Dr. Tang was full of regret and was thinking about nepotism in his heart. In addition, Wang Bicheng was not so confident in this little fat man. However, after his old father said that, he could not refute it immediately. He would observe it for a day or two before talking.

Tian Xiaopang was so happy that he couldn't stop cooking, so he quickly rushed to cook. He also notified Tian Xiaopang: After using up all the ginseng at home, just pull out another one!

I really thought ginseng was a carrot in the garden, so I pulled it out as soon as I said it? Tian Xiaopang still agreed and told Bao Da to understand the task.

I was so happy to understand: digging ginseng is also addictive.

However, such a major event cannot be hasty. To lead tourists to see the process of collecting ginseng tomorrow, it is also a benefit for tourists.

Seeing Huang Xiuying go to the garden to pick vegetables, Zorong Gaowa was happily carrying a small basket, such as eggplant, pepper, beans, etc., and they were busy in the house one by one.

Wang Bicheng suggested that he follow Tian Xiaopang to the village and think that he was going to the grassroots level. By the way, he would tell Tian Xiaopang about treating the old man. This is not a joke, so it is better to leave it to Dr. Tang for more peace of mind.

"You Heixiazi Village, you are developing pretty well." Wang Bicheng was actually shocked when he looked at the rows of high-rise buildings that were completed or under construction behind the village, but he just said lightly.

These buildings are only ordinary in the big city where he lives, but they seem too abrupt in this remote mountain village.

Tian Xiaopang is actually not happy to be alone with Wang Bicheng. He feels restrained and is not happy with Qiqige. However, he has to be with his future father-in-law even if he is too restrained.

He laughed twice: "Most of them are public welfare, mainly two old and two young, and four medical centers are actually not under our Heixiazi Village."

This kid is really a fool! Wang Bicheng has no words. After being a leader for so many years, he certainly knows how much benefit these four medical centers can bring to the local area after they are built. Not to mention a small village, even the entire county town can point to these four medical centers to have a full meal.

In his eyes, this little fat man belongs to the group of silly son-in-law. He is simply a guy who is not enterprising and should have great achievements in the officialdom. But this little fat man is simply an A Dou who can't help him. He always stays in the countryside at a young age. To put it simply, he just can't support him.

Wang Bicheng has been in the officialdom for many years, so in his concept, good men should fight against the storm and waves in the officialdom and move forward bravely. Tian Xiaopang is not attracted by the eyes.

He led his future father-in-law to the factory run by the cooperative. He didn't go to the pig farm and chicken farm, because the livestock raised inside were all sprinkled out, and he mainly went to the winery and wild vegetable factories.

Seeing the busy and busy scene, Wang Bicheng had to admit: These two small factories are very prosperous. They hire more workers, so I don’t know if they are enough to pay their wages, right?

So he asked: "How much profit can these two factories create for the village in a year?"

Of course, Tian Xiaopang had to be humble in his mouth: "There are not much, so the villagers can only make pocket money."

"That's not bad." Wang Bicheng nodded and praised lightly, "It seems that it can definitely solve the employment problem of the village's labor force. If you can earn 18,000 yuan a year, you can get rid of poverty. Now, there should be no poor households in your village, right?"

Tian Xiaopang grabbed the back of the head: "Poor households, they are gone."

But I feel a little despised by my future father-in-law: With your vision and stubbornness, how could I become such a big leader? Or after becoming a big leader, I am arrogant and not going to the grassroots level?

"Who said there are no poor households? I'm so poor that I can't wear pants!" The old man came out of nowhere. Today, the old man didn't wear Taoist robe, but was wearing big shorts, carrying a net on his shoulders, and carrying half a bucket of small fish and shrimps in his hand.

Wang Bicheng didn't know the truth, and his face immediately became gloomy: "The grassroots work must be down-to-earth and not deceive the superiors and subordinates! Especially in major issues such as poverty alleviation, there should not be any falsehood."

Old Taoist, take eye drops at the critical moment! Tian Xiaopang looked at the old Taoist who was smiling and knew that this guy was not kind. He went up and snatched his fish bucket: "It just so happened that the visitor from home - Dasha, come here!"

The big dog ran over happily, then held the fish bucket in his mouth, and ran home happily. Tian Xiaopang was shouting behind him: "Dasha, be careful, don't fall into the bucket!"

He didn't eat the fish and was still fishy. Of course, the old Taoist refused: "I can't say that today's lunch will fall into your house."

Wang Bicheng saw that the old Taoist was wearing big shorts, and his legs were covered with mud. He thought the old Taoist was mud legs, so he chatted with him: "Brother, what's going on in your family? Is there any land?"

The old Taoist shook his head: "No!"

“Do you have a house?”

"No wow!"

"Do you have children?"

"Another not!"

"Are you a five-guarantee household?"

"No!" The old Taoist kept shaking his head, and hated Tian Xiaopang's teeth itched: Are you not afraid of the yellow scattered in your head?

Wang Bicheng had turned into an angry face and shouted loudly: "Tian Yuan, what are you doing? How can such villagers be guaranteed at all? How do you do your job!"

After training Tian Xiaopang, he turned to the old Taoist again and immediately became kind and said, "Brother, what do you do every day? Why don't you go to the wild vegetable factory to work? Even if you are guarding the door and doing updates, you can still deal with life?"

The old Taoist said a few times: "I play mahjong every day when I'm idle every day. I'm not lucky these days and I lost all my money--"

There are really all kinds of people! Wang Bicheng almost turned his head: Could it be that this is the legendary poor household with "deficient development momentum"?

At this time, a big parrot flew over and kept shouting: "The master gives you money and buy melon seeds, five-spice-"

"I lost all!" The old Taoist was still pretending.

The parrot immediately changed its tone: "Bastard, bastard, you know how to play mahjong all day long!"

I was annoyed by it and had no choice but to fumble in the back pocket of my shorts for a while, then took out a green bill and was caught by the parrot.

Franklin, are you embarrassed to say you have no money? Wang Bicheng's sharp eyes and saw that it was one hundred dollars, he almost passed away: It turns out that it is a poor mountain and a bad river that makes people come out of trouble!

"Xiao Pang, don't forget to leave me a pair of bowls and chopsticks at noon. I like to accompany guests the most." The old Taoist also saw that the other person was angry, so he quickly walked away, and while walking, he was still stuttering: "It's boring, it's not funny at all--"

Are you teasing you? Wang Bicheng understood it and couldn't help but laugh: Just now, I seemed to have scolded the little fat man, probably because he was wronged. Humph, I was wronged. I cheated my baby girl away, and I haven't settled the score with you yet!

Thinking of this, he became confident and walked forward with his hands behind his back. It was almost noon, and ox carts were pulling all kinds of mushrooms into the factory. When Tian Xiaopang saw it, he quickly made half a small basket and prepared to go home to stir-fry a plate.

"Your kids have picked several baskets." Sa Rigen, who was driving the car, shouted, and Tian Xiaopang sent the mushrooms back to the car.

Then, I saw a few foreigners running in from the office, screaming. Wang Bicheng is a learning official and his English is pretty good. I heard it roughly and seemed to ask something, "Have you dug up the truffle back?"

These foreigners are the truffle merchants introduced by Johnson and others. They just arrived yesterday.

Sarigen took two big baskets from the car: "Thanks to the fat kid, otherwise, no one could command the pig to avoid quitting."

Seeing that the basket was filled with coal balls, and there were two large baskets of truffles casually, the foreigners immediately shouted again. After translation, the basic meaning was similar to waste of resources. How could such precious ingredients be treated so roughly?

At this time, Johnson also came with a smell. This guy's nose was better than a pig's nose.

Tian Xiaopang picked up a big one from the truffle basket and threw it to Johnson. He was so happy that the foreigner was spreading his arms and hugging Tian Xiaopang and was about to chew.

He asked Tian Xiaopang to push it aside, and then the truffle merchants took out the balance and prepared to weigh the truffles one by one. Such top-quality truffles are all calculated by calculating money, and they are not careless.

"Looking at you, you have to go all the time. You can't go there for half a night." Tian Xiaopang felt it was troublesome and directly put on the scale.

After the weighing was completed, both parties took the calculator and calculated it, and it was a total of more than 2 million US dollars, and it was transferred directly to the account of Heixiazi Cooperative.

Then, the truffle merchants quickly put all the truffles in a storage box and drove them away, heading straight to the provincial capital, and the flight was booked. These truffles will appear on the dining tables of some top restaurants tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

"What are you all busy with? Why don't you believe in words? The truffles produced by our Heixiazi Village can be kept fresh for at least ten days." Tian Xiaopang muttered dissatisfiedly.

Wang Bicheng beside him was stunned. Although he had reached his position and had all the transactions he had seen, there were all those who were bigger than this one, but it was different, really different.

Wang Bicheng felt that the money was too easy to come by. And it seemed that it was not just this truffle business, because only one of those truffle merchants left with the truffle, and the remaining few continued to stay here.

He wanted to ask about the output value, but in the end he was embarrassed. It was so embarrassing now. He just asked if there were any poor households in the village, and they had already been well-off!

"Dear Xiaopang, thank you for your truffle. I'm going to go to the cafeteria to eat the small stove!" Johnson has also made progress and everyone knows to eat the small stove.

As a result, Tian Xiaopang was grabbed by: "What canteen? My guest is here. You can go to my guest later. Don't forget to bring this truffle with you, hehehe-"

Johnson was not stupid either, and blinked twice: "Little Pang, in your words, you are borrowing flowers to offer Buddha!"

Tian Xiaopang also nodded with a smile: Father-in-law, isn’t this a big Buddha in me?

Wang Bicheng suddenly felt much more relieved: This silly boy seems to be pretty good too—
Chapter completed!