Super resource tycoon

Chapter 278 The Brainless Blow of Fortune Rice!

After Qiao Yiwei praised Wu Jun, he returned the topic to the topic.

Jun Heng 998 and Wu Jun's actions in returning to the village are unexpected joys.

The main reason he decided to stay for dinner was to learn about the rice from Hongfu Farm.

Qiao Yiwei joked: "By the way, Mr. Wu, what about your rice, I can save my stomach specially, waiting to taste the rice from our farm."

Someone echoed: "Xiao Wuzhuang can make such a good wine. If you can grow high-quality rice, it will become a treasure of Feng Shui."

"When the reputation of Junheng 998 is released in the future, Xiao Wuzhuang might become a world-famous township like Moutai Town. Township Chief Wang, I really envy you such an outstanding entrepreneur as Mr. Wu in your town!" Someone told Wang Kangning. congratulate.

"Yes, I will definitely see this one day in the future." Wang Kangning readily accepted the compliments of his colleagues and said with a smile, "I have confidence in Mr. Wu and Mr. Wu's business."

Wu Jun smiled and said to Guan Xuan: "Guardian, can you please tell me the staple food in the kitchen."

"Okay, I'll go now." Guan Xuan nodded and got up, turned and walked towards the entrance of the meeting room.

Five minutes after Guan Xuan went out, no one came in at the door, but a strong aroma of rice first floated in.

"Good smell..."

"This is, is this the aroma of rice?"

In the meeting room, a group of township leaders whispered and was surprised.

As soon as the voices of the people fell, a group of waiters who were seven tall and eight short, dressed in Hongfu Farm costumes, and at least a few dozen years old, filed into the living room.

The youngest waiter seemed to be in his early 20s, and the eldest one seemed to be older than everyone in the meeting room.

Each waiter held a small bowl of rice in each hand, and placed a bowl in front of the leaders roughly.

"I wish all the leaders a happy meal!" After serving the staple food, a group of waiters shouted a very untidy slogan, and turned to go out laughing.

"Xiaojun, you can eat more. There are so many people here today, and the rice is a little too steamy." Before leaving, another aunt turned around and told Wu Jun before she left.

Wu Jun shook his head and smiled and said to Qiao Yiwei: "I'm sorry, County Magistrate Qiao, I'm used to it, so you laughed."

"These waiters are..." Qiao Yiwei asked with some confusion. These waiters are not big or small, just like Wu Jun's relatives.

Guan Xuan helped to explain: "Mr. Qiao, these waiters were originally left-behind women in the village. They just started to work and haven't received professional training. Please forgive me for any improper hospitality."

"There are not so many rules, where did these bureaucracies come from?" Qiao Yiwei said earnestly, "so that the people of the county can live and work in peace and contentment. It is good to be happy like these women workers every day. This is our county leadership team's constant struggle. Goal, President Wu, you are doing well."

A group of township chiefs echoed: "Mr. Wu, we all want to learn from you."

"Mr. Wu, on the issue of idle labor in rural areas..."

"Mr. Wu, the employment rate of our villagers in Xiaowuzhuang..."

From the resettlement of left-behind women in rural areas, to idle labor in rural areas, and then to people’s livelihood, Wu Jun answered questions from a group of township chiefs one by one.

Wu Jun really convinced this group of leaders and caught a topic. He could talk for ten to twenty minutes. He was too good at talking...

Finding a free time, Wu Jun quickly turned off the topic: "Mr. Qiao, first try the rice on our farm. It won't taste good when it is cold."

When Wu Jun interrupted like this, the crowd ended the long talk and turned their attention back to the fortune rice in front of him.

"The delicious rice makes me appetite when I look at it."

"This rice is so beautiful and full, without a single grain of broken rice. It must be the special rice after careful selection?"

"This is the rice on our farm?" Qiao Yiwei held up the small bowl in front of him and observed from a close distance, the quality of the rice was beyond his expectation.

The rice grains are uniform in size, plump, and fragrant. The bowl of rice in front of him refreshes Qiao Yiwei's knowledge of rice.

During this visit to Xiaowuzhuang, he couldn't count the number of times he was surprised.

After seeing Hongyun rice with their own eyes, a group of township chiefs were completely convinced.

Such good rice, not to mention it is more expensive than pork, even if it is more expensive than beef or donkey meat, people will buy it.

Guan Xuan smiled and said to everyone: "This rice is called Hongyun rice. Due to insufficient supply, our Pingshan has not been on sale yet, but in Shimen city, Hongyun rice is already a household star rice and has a high reputation. And a good reputation."

"Moreover, as Mr. Wu said before." Guan Xuan continued, "Hongyun rice is not only popular among urban residents, but also exported to Japan. Just a few days ago, 2,000 tons of rice were shipped to Fukuoka. pier."

"Hongyun Rice also participated in the rice fair held in Ding, the ancient town, and signed the largest single order since the previous rice fairs."

"Fortune Rice has four specialty stores in the urban area, as well as its own online store, with a daily sales of more than 100 tons, and demand exceeds supply. These are all indications of consumers' recognition of Fortune Rice."

"The various data test reports of Fortune Rice far exceed those of similar products. It is not only greener and healthier, but regular consumption can also play a significant role in health care."

"The reason why Mr. Wu wants to spend huge sums of money to build a sunshine greenhouse is to overcome the seasonal effects and be able to plant throughout the year, increase production and harvest, so that more people can eat better and healthier Fortune rice."

During this time, Guan Xuan did a lot of homework and talked freely in front of a group of township leaders.

After introducing the advantages and current situation of Fortune Rice, Guan Xuan analyzed the current situation of domestic high-end rice, the important position that Fortune Rice plays in it, and the infinitely bright market prospects.

Guan Xuan introduced it for seven or eight minutes in one breath, and it felt like a brainless blow of Fortune Rice...

At the same time that Guan Xuan explained, everyone also finished the rice in the bowl. After tasting the rice in person, everyone believed what Guan Xuan just said.

Hongyun rice is really delicious!

"Mr. Wu is an excellent product like your Hongyun rice, which deserves to be promoted throughout the county!" Qiao Yiwei looked farther and said excitedly, "There are five constants in Northeast China, and we finally have a product in Central China. Comparable to high-quality rice."

"No, no, authentic Wuchang rice. My comrade-in-arms gave me dozens of kilograms. Our Fortune rice is better than Wuchang!"

Seeing Qiao Yiwei, the head of a county, speaking incoherently, Wu Jun could feel his inner excitement.

A type of rice has made the name of Wuchang famous all over the country.

The economic strength of Wuchang area ranks first in all districts and counties across the country.

If you plant a rice of better quality than Wuchang rice in the districts and counties under your jurisdiction, the economic benefits will be unprecedented.

Moreover, agricultural planting is green and environmentally friendly, and there is no pollution. It is more popular with leaders at all levels than industrial enterprises.

"Mr. Wu, we in Yangjiagou Township warmly welcome you to plant where we are. Our elders from all over the township will definitely cooperate with your work." A township chief threw an olive branch to Wu Jun.

"Mr. Wu, we in Duzhuang Township also warmly welcome you."

"Mr. Wu, our Xiaohankou Township..."

"Mr. Wu..."

Someone raised their heads, and the other group of township chiefs rushed to speak out and raised their hands to welcome Hongfu Farm.

Wang Kangning looked at a group of township leaders and scolded his mother in front of him.

We have only developed one village in Beiqi Township, and there are more than a dozen villages waiting to be contracted by General Wu. You go a little bit later!

"Mr. Wu, what do you think?" Qiao Yiwei looked at Wu Jun expectantly, even speaking with respect.

A county magistrate was polite to a private entrepreneur. It can be seen that Qiao Yiwei, the county magistrate, is also a person who really wants to make facts for the people of the county.

Faced with the enthusiasm of everyone, Wu Jun was a little embarrassed.

The construction of the Sunshine Greenhouse on 2000 acres of land in Xiaowuzhuang cost more than 200 million yuan.

How many natural villages the size of Xiaowuzhuang are there in the county?

There are more than 700!

This scale of investment, even if the county's fiscal revenue is smashed, is not enough, and Wu Jun is even less powerful.

Another point is that the seeds in the game cannot be sold to others. You can only plant them yourself. Otherwise, you can say whether you can germinate.

The most important thing is that in order to minimize the possibility of [resource tycoon] being exposed, Wu Jun does not plan to join forces with anyone, let alone voluntarily run to cooperate with sensitive departments, that is simply death.

A promise is definitely not promised, but how can they tactfully refuse to let them retreat when it is difficult?

After brainstorming in his mind for more than a minute, Wu Jun had a countermeasure.

"Mr. Qiao, it may be difficult to promote our rice in the whole county," Wu Jun said with a look of regret. "The black land encloses Wuchang rice in the northeast. It is difficult to replicate in other areas. It is to restrict Wuchang rice. The root cause of promotion across the country."

Wu Jun said: "It is extremely harsh climatic conditions that limit our luck with rice."

"Climate conditions?" Qiao Yiwei heard Wu Jun's words and thought of the sunshine greenhouse he visited before.

"Why do our farms have to spend huge sums of money to build a high-quality sunshine greenhouse? It is to meet the growth needs of Fortune rice." Wu Jun explained, "If you want to grow Fortune rice, a high-quality sunshine greenhouse is a necessary condition to create a suitable climate. Only when conditions are met can we grow better quality rice."

"This……"

After listening to Wu Jun's explanation, everyone realized the difficulty of promotion and felt a pity in their hearts.

After all, it's still money!

At present, my country's fiscal system has five levels of budget: central, provincial, city, county, and township.

Some taxes have nothing to do with the locality and are directly submitted to the country.

It is not bad for a township department to get one-fifth of the tax.

Two years after Pingshan took off the poor county's hat, the villages and towns under his jurisdiction were clinking poorly.

Wanting to engage in large-scale sunshine greenhouse planting like Wu Jun is no different from idiotic dreams.

Economic conditions do not allow it!

A village needs to invest more than two billion yuan, and the fiscal revenue of a township for hundreds of years is not enough to invest in a village!

Bank loan?

A local department in a district or county wanted to lend so much money from the bank, and no bank dared to lend.