After climbing the cliff, the ordinary poor mountain village has a unique world.

The picture was still frozen in the misty valley, but Wei Chen had turned off the live broadcast casually and leaned his body against the soft moving recliner. The nanny came over to help him remove the slightly cold coffee at his hand and covered him with a thin blanket.

He closed his eyes and rested for a moment.

This winter is particularly cold, and it snowed in the capital as soon as it entered winter. However, the cold and prosperity outside have nothing to do with him. Wei Chen, who was paralyzed with both lower limbs, lives peacefully in this villa isolated from the situation.

Due to his lack of mobility, he hardly went out, did not accept visits, and had no entertainment activities. He occasionally watched the news or live broadcasts, and gave some gifts casually when seeing interesting things. He never cared about what others thought of him. He knew that he was on the reward list of the rich, but he had no interest in showing off his wealth, nor did he care about that list. It was the first or the most important thing, and it had nothing to do with him.

The scenery that Baiyun Village New just showed is indeed a fairy-like saying. In his opinion, it also has certain development value, but the investment is too great and it is difficult to achieve.

But the village chief must not use the ordinary people's gameplay.

How will he continue to turn decay into magic?

"It's interesting."

Wei Chen said softly.

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After advertising Baiyun Village, Yu Zhen ate something casually, then ended the live broadcast and used the rope to go down the mountain.

It was really a bit tiring to climb this mountain today, but fortunately he is recovering very quickly now.

But it is very good in terms of results. It not only verified my strength after marrow washing, but also made a lot of money. Baiyun Village's popularity should have also increased a lot.

When I got home, I had just changed into a clean set of clothes when I saw Accountant Zhang walking towards his house from the sand table, and he looked like something was wrong on his face.

He simply went out to wait for him.

"Captain Yu?" As soon as Accountant Zhang arrived, he saw Yu Zhen standing outside the house, as if he had expected him to come. This shocked him and felt a very mysterious feeling.

"Is there anything to ask me for?"

"It's a small matter to come to you," Accountant Zhang smiled and rubbed his hands. "Just now, Secretary Liu came to the village committee and said that his family had killed the New Year pig and asked everyone to go to his house for dinner tonight."

When killing the New Year pig, you have to invite a family to dinner. It is a tradition with a long history in Shu.

When the Militia leader Wu's family killed New Year's pigs, Yu Zhen politely declined because he was busy checking the system and was not very familiar with him.

But today it was Secretary Liu's treat, so he could no longer refuse.

Besides, when he saw Accountant Zhang’s expression coming, he probably didn’t have as simple as having a meal.

Secretary Liu is 65 years old this year and should have retired and retired for a long time, but the village really couldn't find anyone competent for the position of branch secretary, so the town asked him to continue to take charge of the work.

Because he is an old party member, he is kind and kind, and he is respected in the village.

"Okay, I'll go later."

"Okay, then we'll all wait for you at his house."

...

In the evening, Yu Zhen came to Secretary Liu Zhi’s house.

Secretary Liu's children had already bought a house in the county and settled down. He and his wife were the only ones left at home. The conditions were relatively good, with several bungalows with white walls and green tiles, and the yard was also cement floor, which was cleaned very clean and tidy.

Fruit trees are planted in front and behind the house, radish and vegetables are planted. The flock of chickens that have not yet returned to the nest are leisurely eating vegetable leaves.

"Xiao Yu, come inside the house, it's cold outside!"

"good."

Yu Zhen walked into the main hall and found that the electric heating was on in the room and the LCD TV on the wall was playing with the news.

Secretary Liu, Accountant Zhang, Director Shen and Lao Wu were sitting on the sofa, kneading melon seeds and watching TV. In the kitchen not far away, the sound of his wife cooking came.

Yu Zhen put the bag in his hand on the coffee table: "Uncle Liu, I brought you some tea."

"See why are you still so polite? Let's go and have a meal!"

Several people sat down around an old-fashioned Eight Immortals table, and there were already a lot of dishes on the table.

Cold pork ears, cold spinach vermicelli, fried peanuts, strange-flavored broad beans, red bacon, sausage, steamed bacon, five-spice belly strips...

Secretary Liu's wife was still serving hot dishes to the table.

Fried pork liver, black fungus celery meat slices, stir-fried meat with garlic sprouts, pickled pepper chicken mixed with chicken, potato roast chicken, pea seedlings and pig blood soup...

Every plate was filled with it, and the table was almost impossible to squeeze out, and there was almost no place to put the dishes and chopsticks.

"Xiao Yu, come and eat vegetables," said Secretary Liu Zhi, "The countryside is incomparable to the city. There is no food, order whatever you want."

Yu Zhen had no choice but to nod and say yes, "You're welcome."

"By the way, look at my memory," as soon as he picked up the chopsticks, Secretary Liu put it down again, turned around and picked up a white plastic bucket from behind, "Xiao Wu, there is a cup on the shelf behind you."

When you see this attitude, is it the rhythm of drinking?

And it is also the legendary local white wine brewed by the small winery!

Yu Zhen’s hometown is also from the countryside. He knows how powerful this kind of wine is, and he also knows how much the people in Shu like to drink this kind of wine.

Generally speaking, forty degrees are used to rinse your mouth, and fifty degrees are considered normal, while forty degrees are "dry wine" of more than sixty degrees is the best-selling one.

Because it's strong enough.

Of course, I didn’t drink much, and the cups I used to drink were also the kind of bull eye cups that cost two or three cents.

In the past, he gave up when he saw this kind of loose wine, but today he did not refuse.

Why is it someone who has washed his marrow? It should be fine if you drink a small cup.

Secretary Liu poured the wine for everyone, and then everyone raised their glasses, and everyone just took a small sip.

Sure enough, even if I only drank a little, my mouth was still hot, like a fire snake rolling down my throat into my stomach.

However, after drinking it, he soon felt a warm feeling, which spread from his stomach to his whole body, and felt very comfortable.

And there was almost no discomfort in my mouth, but with a hint of sweetness.

This is several levels higher than the bulk liquor he remembers.

I didn’t expect that I could drink such wine in this mountain, which was really an accident.

He quietly pointed the wine in the cup and used the technique of turning stone into gold.

Take another sip and the taste is completely different.

The mouth is gentle, soft and not choking, and the fragrance is refreshing, without the strong stimulation, both strong and delicate. After drinking it, the warmth on the body is stronger, and the sweetness in the mouth makes people feel even more comfortable.

This made him have a good idea in his heart.

"How about Xiao Yu, are you used to drinking?"

“Good, this wine is very good.”

"Haha, then drink a few more drinks today!"

Several people were eating and drinking, but except for Secretary Liu occasionally said a few words, everyone else didn't speak much.

Yu Zhen knew they had something to say.

Sure enough, not long after, Secretary Liu, who had already had a drink, officially opened up the topic.

First, I made some affirmation of his recent work.

Then we talked about the "ecological farm" at the entrance of the village.

Yu Zhen knew about this farm for the first time he entered the village, and later he also learned about it.

This was two years ago, someone introduced a poverty alleviation project that a boss came to do. It covers a wide area, with wasteland and forests totaling three to four thousand acres.

But for some reason, I built a circle of walls and built a few simple houses. There was no movement behind them. Now the simple houses are almost covered by grass.

It was originally a wasteland and a barren mountain. The village had limited capabilities. Even if it took over, the products grown would not be sold. The village chiefs did not have such courage.

Now seeing Yu Zhennong using the Internet to sell the agricultural products in the village, so Secretary Liu meant that it would be better to take back the farm and get it yourself.

In fact, it’s not necessary for Secretary Liu to say that Yu Zhen would also build the farm.

But not now.

It's too troublesome to get a farm, it takes a long time, and if you want to get a profit, you have to wait at least next summer.

He plans to increase the reputation of Baiyun Village by two levels before the New Year.

So now, you should have a quick project.

"Uncle Liu, I have considered the farm." So he said, "But there are still many difficulties in setting up a farm."

"Indeed," said Uncle Liu, "For such a large farm, there is a lot of start-up funds, but I can find a way to get some money from the town, or get a part of it in the name of the village."

"The loan is not needed," Yu Zhen said, "Before the spring, we will find ways to make money ourselves."

"How to make money?" Accountant Zhang said curiously: "This is not enough to sell some chickens and ducks."
Chapter completed!