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Wu Jun listened to Cui Changfu to talk about something about sweet potato noodles.

He always feels that this is as simple as there is no surface.

The industrial of the sweet potato noodles is the largest pillar industry in Wangpo Township. It has been operated for many years. It has formed a small market size, and applied for local "native product trademarks".

Every year, the homework in the countryside is a wave, and the big and small team will be nearly 100.

Small point acquisitioners receive a three or five tons, and sometimes a acquisition of a purchase of thousands of tons.

This year, it is a two net, even a purchase company is not, a pound of sweet potato noodles are not sold.

This is too bizarre, too saying that it can't.

It is like these acquisitions for the feelings of these acquisitions.

According to Cui Changfu, the total amount of sweet potato noodles in Wangpo Township has a total of 10,000 tons, two billion.

More than two billions, I have listened very much, but the farmers divided into thousands of households, in fact, there is not much money.

Cui Changfu continued: "It is a lot of villagers who have pointed at this income to eat if they don't have a month.

The form is very unlookable, a large number of sweet potato noodles are unlocked, and some villaits who have an urgent need to sell the noodles in their hands early, the price of the price is lower than a set, and then do so, running dozens of dozens The market can be destroyed once! "

Wang Kang Ning frowned: "The market is easy, and if you want to build it, it will be difficult, and the villagers lose confidence in this, and will affect the future intention."

Cui Chang Fu sighed: "Who said no, these days have successfully held several emergency meetings in our township, and also sent a specialist to the village to do the ideological work. At the beginning, there is some effect, with time, the market is not seen It's improved, the villagers have not taken our words. "

"Last year or 10 dollars a pound of pure handmade sweet potato noodles, this will have lost 5 pieces a pound! 5 yuan a pound, huh, huh ... Our family has done a few decades of sweet potato noodles, I am There is also a little understanding, this price is equivalent to paying money. "

Previously pleasant atmosphere, as Cui Changfu talks about this heavy topic becomes a bit dull.

Talking about this matter of this relationship with people's livelihood, no one is so embarrassed to talk at this time, talk about smiling.

Wu Jun wants to think, inserted: "Is Cui Townsport considered this thing from other ways?"

"Wu always wants to say, the acquisitioners are not coming, and the villagers began to panic. They jumped out when they saved the world?" Cui Changfu looked at Wu Jun, smirk, "Things is obvious, and We also have the exact news, that is, it is such a thing. "

"That ..." Wu Jun wants to say that there is a good panic, slowly with those acquisitions, anyway, the sweet potato powder is not afraid of deterioration, let it think, he returns to the mouth.

This is a happiness, I don't know how to hunger, I don't expect this money, and I have a big part I expect this income for the New Year.

Especially listening to Cui Changfu, there are a large part of the practitioners in this industry, and the elderly who have no income sources in each village are doing.

In the first year, many old ages pointed to this money.

Thinking of these, Wu Jun is contemporary for the acquisition of those who stronably compatible.

Many old people in the city have pensions, and even the pension income is higher than some young guys working in some 996, and there is a very perfect medical insurance, every day is happy, the food and clothing are worry-free.

Old people living in rural areas can do not have this treatment, and seven old eighties must think about their own ability to earn their own pocket money, lestally drag the children and spur.

They have been so difficult, or some people die like hunting dogs, they have gained their money bags, this is people who do people!

Suddenly, Cui Changfu's eyes were bright, and he was excited to see Wu Jun asked: "Wu, your wine and rice are so good, so bestly, can, can, can help us with your sales channel ..."

Cui Changfu worked, and he was eager to say: "I know this requirement is a bit too much, but I don't have any other way. Wu, I also ask you to reach out to help the villagers of our Wangpo Township."

Everyone's eyes look at Wu Jun, waiting for his answer.

Wu Jun looked at Cui Changfu, directly looking at his eyes, and saw the opponent's strong desire.

but……

Wu Jun sighed, euphemism: "I am sorry that Cui Tuanli, I can't promise you."

Cui Changfu heard the answer of Wu Jun, the mood was more complicated.

He has a feeling of falling from the top to the bottom of the valley from the top.

Originally gave Wu Jun, I didn't expect him to give back to himself but "desperate".

He thought that it was difficult for himself, and Wu Jun is just a sentence.

I didn't think that Wu Jun did not hesitate to reject.

However, Cui Changfu is not the kind of unreasonable, no because Wu Jun's refusal is conceivable.

He knows that this thing is the matter of Wangpo Township, and Wu Jun does not have a little bit of relationship.

I have no reason for people who don't help yourself, otherwise, what you should have more people.

The world's richest, the riches of Asia, the country is rich, and the first rich in the north does not help yourself?

Can you hate you?

Cui Changfu tried to do the final struggle: "Do you want to consider the proposal I just remember again? We will not let you help, the price is definitely lower than the price of the buyers from the previous year, let you earn "

"Cui Xiangli, you misunderstand me, this is not a matter of money, how much money earning."

Wu Jun put his hand and explained: "I mean, I don't know more about the sales channels of the two companies, I can't agree with you now, so I have to delay you, everything is waiting for me. And the person in charge of the two companies negotiatte it before I can pay you accurately. "

"Oh, it turned out to be like this! Yes, you can wait, Wu always goes back to discuss it!"

After heard Wu Jun's explanation, there was a mountain poor water repeated, and the feelings of Liu Diamong and a village. He was happy to hold a box. I don't understand what you mean, I am too reckless. "

Wang Kang Ning took a point in the side by his hand and smiled: "Lao Tuo, you are concerned, there is a chaos, just think about how fast you sell your noodle!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I am concerned about chaos." Cui Changfu did not argue, seeing Wu Jun Road, "that this is troublesome, my mobile phone is 24 hours."

Wu Jun wanted to say: "Tomorrow morning, I will give Cui Xiangli to Cui Tuanli."

Cui Changfu didn't want to, nodded to promise: "The line is line, no problem! Then I will take the good news that Wu is waiting for Wu."

"Time is also almost, I have to go back to the city in the afternoon, I have to go." Wu Jun raised his hand to see the time, almost some of them, got up and speaking.

Du Sheng got up and smiled: "Wu always has something wrong, I don't stay you, welcome Wu's general, our Baojia's door is free to open."

Wu Jun smiled and responded: "Be sure, then we will take care of two days."

"No problem, no problem, I have been talking to Li, I can't stay here for a few days here." Du Sheng smiled very sincere, and did not see something.

"I should go back, there is still something in the afternoon to go to the county." Wang Kangning also took the opportunity.

A group of people talking, Du Sheng couple and Li Chunshan send Wu Jun and others to the base.

Wu Jun and Wang Kangning drove, Li Chunshan left.

When the two people driving passed the small Wuzhuang, they have been more than four in the afternoon.

Wu Jun drove to Shimen City, Wang Kangning driving to the county party committee.

Two cars brought two cars in the intersection of Guo Zunjun.

When driving a car passed Guo Village, Wu Jun found that today is the big collection of Guo Village.

He remembered that Guo Zunfeng 0 and 5 are the big episode.

When he was a child, he didn't follow his parents or Secretary.

Adults catch a big set to buy something cheaper than supermarkets.

Children catch a big collection is purely to watch the lively and eat snacks.

Buy a string of candied haws, you can eat it from the big collection.

Wu Junzheng is catching up with the merchants in the big collection, many people are more, and the speed is naturally slow.

Ultra-high performance Tesla Roadster was the same as Wu Jun became an ox truck, sometimes he had to wait for a few minutes.

It is still unhappy again. Wu Jun presses the electronic handbrake, and the eyes are floating, and the troubles and borsing brought by scattered traffic jams.

Suddenly, he noticed a strange phenomenon.

He pays attention to the stall owner, many of the two sides, many are old people.

Or the old man and the old wife, or a lonely old man, or a lonely old woman.

These old people are in a simple, and there are a large part of the old man's hair already white like the cloud.

The cold wind has blown, and they are tight, and they are holding hands, and they are warm.

Hassly ...

Just when Wu Jun saw God, the window of the driving position was knocked.

Wu Jun hunted a scene that made him smiling.

He saw an old man who stood outside the window.

The old man's figure is like a prawn. It is not straightforward.

The wrinkles of the face are as deep as the sheets he and Xu Feicking.

She took a material in her hand, she looked on the yellow, and she had a crutch.

The old man is using this cane knocked the window of Wu Jun.

It is estimated that the elderly have no concepts on the value of the car, or she doesn't dare to take a cane knock on the window.

Wu Jun is ready to open the door, but seeing the old man standing in the same place, there is no meaning of dodge, and if you open the door, you can't touch her.

Wu Jun was afraid that she would knock on the window and quickly put down the window, asked the old, "aunt, is there anything?"

"The guy, buy some noodles, take it back, eat well." The old man has a mouth, showing a total bed that has been shrunk to no teeth.

She returned to the roadside a booth in the road, and her eyes were full: "Buying some, so cheap, hand is doing, no machine, no more than seven-eight things, I still want to eat. "

On the side of the old man, two hands are more than one side.

A cold wind blows, Wu Jun saw that the old man couldn't help but hit.

She is like a hand like a waters, and she is embarrassed. I want to pick up a warmth.

Wu Jun looked at the elderly, and then looked at dozens of the street or than her young man than her old man than her elderly.

These old people should be the age of young and grandchildren, but at this moment, they are in the cold wind, and they want to sell their own low-selling goods.

Wu Jun's heart was touched by something, he thought of last winter in the urban crazy purchase of cotton gloves and cotton scarves.

He suddenly realized that even if he bought their gloves and scarf, they still appeared on the street next day.

Your own practice is just a little over, get some of their thumbs up.

In essence, you will not have any substantive effect on their lives.

Today, I bought all the sweet potato noodles of all the old people next to the road, and I won't have much impact on them, and they will come on the next big set.

Only completely solve the problem of sales, let them eat rice with this skill for handmade sweet potato noodles, how much to sell, don't worry about sales, this is the most practical.

At this moment, Wu Jun suddenly decided, no matter what, we must do this.

"Aunt, let's let go, I opened the door." Wu Jun referred to the door, indicating that the old man retreats later.

"Oh, oh, you are going down, look at the sweet potato noodles of the family, okay." The old man heard Wu Jun to get off, and the wrinkles on his face were in a moment.

After the old man lets open some, Wu Jun took the car to rely on the car, and did not affect the back of the latter, and he pushed the door and followed the old man to her booth.

The old man's booth is reluctant to be a booth.

A piece of bed line bill is made up of a trolley, which is a small stall.

On the sheets, there are a few bundles of tied sweet potato noodles, and a vintage rod scale is placed.

Wu Jun asked the old man: "How do you sell this powder?"

"Sixth, five, five dollars a pound!" The old man wants to quote six dollars a pound, but it is afraid that a customer who is not easy to pull it, and she caught the price.

"Five dollars a pound? This is afraid that it is not enough." This sentence is that Cui Changfu said to Wu Jun, he remembered.

"But it's not! Lost money, pay for money."

It seems that the old man is sad, the old man is red, almost crying: "Take the work, and take it for a few months, the last count, it is better to sell sweet potatoes in the land.

I have made a decades of business, I don't want to do it ...

I will do the last year next year, and I don't do this year.

Don't toss, An An livestate at home. "