"Qian ink, this idea is wrong."
Muhua shook her head and corrected her. She said, "Qing Liu spent money to build roads for Yulong Village. I have been the head of Wenchang County for several years, and I have not repaired this road. Seriously, this Qing Liu is bigger than me. Isn’t it wrong for adults to visit than themselves?"
Chapter one hundred and seventy-two No eyesight
"… just growing vegetables is definitely impossible to make the villagers in Yulong Village rich …"
Qing Liu frowned, thinking and thinking, and muttered to himself, at this moment, a sound suddenly sounded next to him. "That’s not necessarily true. There is a vegetable basket project in front of the country, and there are concepts of green vegetables and organic food behind it. Many people in big cities prefer to be more expensive and eat at ease. With the development of the country’s economy, the public’s requirements for food safety and business intake are increasing. Let me see, this food is promising."
Qing Liu startled to see MuHua pick up words.
This guy is definitely not from the village, which Qing Liu can absolutely guarantee.
Because Muhua’s clothes are very general, but his body has a momentum that makes people look at it.
Momentum is a mysterious thing to say, but it is true that there is a person with thousands of dollars and a billionaire, and even if they wear the same clothes, they can compare and tell where they go.
Besides imposing manner, Muhua’s remarks also made Qing Liu move-how could such words be spoken by the villagers in Yulong Village?
"And you are?"
Qing Liu politely asked 1.
"Ha ha passers-by" Muhua looked at him cheerfully and said "I just heard you say a few words on a whim"
He said it was an understatement, but Qing Liu wouldn’t really believe it.
When we met for the first time, we asked about Muhua’s identity. Qing Liu felt that he would definitely not tell himself. I thought of his words just now and asked tentatively, "This … uncle, do you mean that farmers can grow rich by growing vegetables?"
"Do you know what many farmers have left the land to work in cities?"
Muhua didn’t answer the rhetorical question and looked at Qing Liu cheerfully.
"Because of low income."
Qing Liu said it without thinking smoothly, so there are many people in Yulong Village, such as Liu Sanhe, which is a typical representative.
"Low income is one thing"
Muhua shook his head and said seriously, "But it seems that farmers choose to work in the city because they have no hope."
Qing Liu hit the nail on the head with this sentence. The most important reason for a person’s hard work is that he has dreams in his heart. For example, most people in the flat head are looking forward to earning more money and living a good life.
This is hope.
Compared with farming and working, it is obvious that the latter can earn more every year, so naturally everyone will choose the latter.
Seeing Qing Liu thoughtfully, Mu Hua understood the conversation and said, "In recent years, farmers have left their homes all over the country to enter the city. On the one hand, the artificial salary increase in big cities is attractive, and on the other hand, the lack of hope in farming has led them to make such a choice."
"It was a good idea to develop aquaculture and run a fast-food restaurant before. If you set up a supermarket with green food and fresh vegetables, you can find a way to sell and produce. Why can’t the villagers grow vegetables with you and get rich?"
"Fresh vegetable supermarket?"
Qing Liu’s eyes lit up, which is a good way to know that there is an important reason for whether to grow fruit trees or to be him.
The vast majority of Yulong Village is cultivated land, which means that if Qing Liu lets the villagers plant fruit trees with themselves, the first constraint is that there is not so much land.
The vast majority of villagers still have to farm.
Muhua fresh vegetable supermarket is a good suggestion. Qing Liu then thought that if he cultivated the delicious taste of agricultural products with the help of the magical power of the earth, should he build a gourmet city with super taste, or brand it?
It is difficult to arouse others’ suspicion if it is only because it tastes special and envies the excellent taste, but if it is all the same in Yulong Village, even if some people doubt it, they will think it is caused by the soil and environment around Yulong Village!
Thinking of the excitement, Qing Liu consciously touched out a cigarette and lit it, forgetting Muhua next to it.
Seeing Qing Liu’s face changing, frowning for a while and rejoicing for a while, Muhua praised the sentence in his heart, which proved that Qing Liu hit his train of thought through his own words
The original Muhua still felt that he might need to further instruct himself. He didn’t expect Qing Liu, who not only understood his own words, but also drew inferences from others.
Smiling, Muhua was about to leave when a faint scent with wisps of tea fragrance floated into his nose.
Consciousness twitched a nose Muhua stopped. Is this smell emitted by Qing Liu smoking cigarettes?
What kind of tobacco is this!
Muhua’s level is not high, but he has always been Su Qianmo’s grandfather’s guard. What special and super cigarettes have not been smoked?
Until now, when I visit on holidays, I can also get a few super-grade cigarettes that ordinary people outside have never heard of or seen, but it is the first time that I smell Muhua, the smoke emitted by this tobacco leaf.
"Ahem …"
Muhua saw Qing Liu thoughtfully and forgot himself for a long time. He hesitated and had a dry cough on purpose.
"This uncle is embarrassed to think of something just now and want to get lost in thought."
Return to absolute being, Qing Liu found that he rushed to apologize to Muhua.
"Do not get in the way"
Muhua smiled with the wave. "I was just talking about it casually, just to inspire you." And he took a glance at the cigarette in Qing Liu’s hand.
"What you just said really helped me a lot."
Qing Liu didn’t notice MuHua this subtle jokes "thank you very much".
"You’re welcome."
Muhua casually said and glanced at the cigarette in his hand.
Qing Liu has some doubts in his heart. It is reasonable to say that after the first meeting and chatting, everyone should go their separate ways and do their own thing. But Muhua has been slow to stay put and don’t say anything. What does this mean?
"Cough cough!"
I saw Qing Liu with a blank face, where Muhua really spoke, and I thought to myself that you, a smelly little saying, don’t separate alcohol from tobacco. Didn’t you see my old man staring at your cigarette for several times? Don’t tell me what it tastes like. I don’t even have the eye for it!
Unexpectedly, his suggestion of coughing one after another didn’t make Qing Liu understand, but it made him misunderstand and threw half a cigarette away with a quick smile. "This uncle is embarrassed not to know that you hate the smell of smoke and don’t choke you?"
Chapter one hundred and seventy-three Want to smoke
Muhua was about to collapse on the spot.
He’s a smoker for decades. I’m afraid Muhua himself can’t count how many kinds of cigarettes he has smoked, but he just doesn’t smell like Qing Liu smoking this kind of cigarette.
This immediately made his heart itch like being scratched by a cat.
Muhua has three hobbies in his life: smoking, drinking and tea.
Smoking is the first, and he quarreled many times because of the softness of the rain, but in the end he never compromised 3.
"Ahem …"
See Qing Liu this no eyesight strength sample MuHua hesitated for laughs "not too smoke choking but young man you smoke this tobacco is your roll? I just smelled a good smell. Is there any extra? Can I try one for the old man? "
After saying this, Muhua himself felt a little hot in the face, and the head of Wenchang County had the cheek to ask others for a cigarette, which was really enough!
Qing Liu this just suddenly realized what turned out to be not too choking is to want to have a taste! Looking back at Muhua’s eyes just now, he didn’t react. The eyes are exactly the same as those of Cheng, a heavy smoker!
"Look at this, I’m making trouble!"
Qing Liu did a few quick laughs and rushed out a small box with him. He pinched a little tobacco and skillfully rolled it and handed it to the dissatisfied Muhua. "Blame me!"
Muhua took it and didn’t try so hard to light it. Instead, he put his nose on it and smelled it gently. This tobacco leaf has a faint smell like tea, but it is quite different. He lit a cigarette and took a sip gently.
Soon MuHua eyes a bright.
After the smoke enters the mouth, it seems that this moment magnifies the faint tea rhyme and fragrance by thousands of times. At this moment, Muhua suddenly feels that he is not smoking but taking a mouthful of super good tea.
Blow the smoke out of Muhua and smack your lips. There is no strong tobacco smell in your mouth after smoking, but there is a faint tea rhyme fragrance.
"Good smoke!"
Muhua couldn’t help but move his eyes and fell into the small box of mouth in Qing Liu’s hand and was abruptly swallowed back by him.
It’s a shame for Muhua to ask for a cigarette before. If you smoke a cigarette and ask for some more tobacco leaves from Qing Liu’s box, where will you put your face?
But ….. This tobacco leaf is really good to smoke. Compared with this tobacco leaf, Muhua thinks that the so-called super giant panda department’s Chinese cigarettes are simply lame!
"Hehe, I planted a small piece of tobacco myself and smoked it myself."
Qing Liu is much more available this time. Seeing Muhua’s bright eyes, he took the initiative to hand over the box. "Since uncle likes smoking, these tobacco leaves will be sent to you …"
After saying his word, Muhua grabbed the past and soon realized that he seemed to be in a hurry. He coughed dry and said with a straight face, "Look at you, young man. It’s very kind of you, isn’t it?" Since you have this heart, I won’t look good if I don’t accept it. Remember it! "