The hot pot restaurant is fully air-conditioned, but it can't stand the smoke and heat.

Everyone was eating and sweating profusely but refused to leave.

Li Xiaosan glanced at Miao Fuquan and said proudly: "What is a little project? I have a better project here, let me tell you..."

He pointed his finger on the tabletop and knocked.

The mysterious eyes immediately made Miao Fuquan excited and making money, he liked it so much.

“I’m not doing poverty alleviation right now. I heard that there are financial allocations to subsidize those poor households for sideline jobs. I wondered whether to set up a farm or something.” Li Xiaosan said, “On the one hand, it can absorb poor villages. People who work part-time to solve their employment problems, on the one hand, we also make a little bit of money ourselves?"

"Oh~" Miao Fuquan listened, feeling a little sad.

He is different from Li Xiaosan. He has always lived in the countryside and is very familiar with the village.

Farming?How much money can farmers who really engage in breeding make?Let the middlemen make money!

At a table of people eating and drinking, Li Xiaosan answered the phone in the middle, making him suddenly energetic, and he kept nodding to the microphone and said hello, with a humble attitude.

Everyone was almost drinking at this time, no one noticed the call, only Miao Fuquan was different.He sat next to Li Xiaosan and heard part of the conversation between the two.

The call obviously came from Li Xiaosan's third uncle, and mentioned things like subsidies.Miao Fuquan's spirit suddenly came, completely different from his previous attitude towards this matter.

Who is Li Xiaosan's third uncle? He is a government employee or a small leader.Miao Fuquan still had some unbelieving words about Li Xiaosan's words, so Miao Fuquan had to believe his third uncle's words.

In particular, the three words Jiangbian Village were mentioned in this conversation, which immediately stirred Miao Fuquan's nerves.

The memory of humiliation flooded my mind, and Jiang Xiaohu's squinting face came into his mind.He still remembered that when he was at Zhang Fugong's house, he vaguely heard Jiang Xiaohu talk about future plans, one of which was to start a chicken farm.

Miao Fuquan clenched his fists and said in his heart: "Wow, Jiang Xiaohu, you have finally fallen into my hands. We are you on the first day of the first year and I will do the fifteenth, you show me!"

"Third brother, come and drink!"

Miao Fuquan waited for Li Xiaosan to hang up, and became more diligent about him.Pour a glass of wine for the other party, and raise the glass to toast.

Li Xiaosan looked at him drunkly, "What are you doing, and you want to pay back the money? I told you, I didn't give it to me, I have nothing to do!"

"No, no, let's not mention that. What I want to ask is your project, can you bring me?" Miao Fuquan asked flatly.

"Hey, it's hard to say about this. I'll go on the road first, lest I hurt you." Li Xiaosan said.

He said this, Miao Fuquan knew more.What does this prove?Prove that this project is really profitable!

Let go of those who make or not, the main reason is to make Jiang Xiaohu's life difficult!If you can make a fortune, it's all for nothing, Miao Fu thought wholeheartedly, it's really the best of both worlds with one stone and two birds.

"Well, third brother, don't worry, I won't hold you back. I want to say, I have a distant aunt who lives in Jiangbian Village, and I know it better~" Miao Fuquan said, "I know that village. Very poor, poor men can’t afford to marry their wives, so they can’t wear their pants."

"Oh? Really wow?" Li Xiaosan came to the spirit, and studied with Miao Fuquan.

...

At ten o'clock in the morning, the sun has already shown its majesty, releasing heat desperately, roasting the mountains and the earth.

Zhiguo desperately screamed in the trees, as if participating in the Jiangbian Village Good Voice audition program.

"Sneezes!" Jiang Xiaohu sneezed, and walked out of the old branch secretary, holding a few pieces of paper in his hand, "Who is talking about me behind your back? No, why did my nose spray on the paper? These pieces of paper are Baby bumps!"

All the formalities have been completed, and there is only one certificate left, and the village party secretary needs to go to the town to open it. After the opening, the matter is considered complete.That place completely belongs to him Jiang Xiaohu.

Now Jiang Xiaohu is full of excitement, and the vegetable garden is gradually expanding production, and the output and supply are becoming stable day by day. Daily net profit can bring him 3780!

Sanqi will mature soon, and when it comes time to settle with Xu Linglong, it will be another income.

Thinking of the bright future, Jiang Xiaohu's heart could not be restrained from excitement.

He hummed a little song, walked to the side of the elementary school, and suddenly heard someone calling: "Master, Master Hu Zi!"

What is this construction?Who is working on it?Why do you call him construction?

There is only one person in the village called Huzi, and that is Jiang Xiaohu.Therefore, he was extremely sensitive to this name since he was a child.But the one currently called by this name is obviously a little baby!

Jiang Xiaohu turned his head to look curiously, and he saw several eight or nine-year-old boys on the campus, holding the iron gate in their hands and smiling at him.

"Master Huzi~" a male doll shouted mischievously, "When are you getting married!"

Jiang Xiaohu had a black line on his forehead: "Go and go! My hair hasn't grown well, so I'm taking care of Laozi's business! Believe it or not, I told your mother that you got a 9 in the Chinese test last time?"

This kid is smart, but doesn't like to read, just like he has ADHD.His mother followed Jiang Xiaohu and delivered vegetables to Jiang's house every day, so Jiang Xiaohu was very familiar with him.

"Hehe! Master, Master!" The kid was still calling.

Jiang Xiaohu was puzzled: "What do you do?"

"Our teacher Ding said, you are her boyfriend, aren't you the teacher?" The boy said, "When will you get married?"

Jiang Xiaohu hung his head on the black line and stopped chatting with the children, shaking his hands and striding forward.

As he walked, he suddenly rang his cell phone and took it out to see that it was Zhang Xiaohua's phone.

"Hey, what's the matter with Xiaohua?" Jiang Xiaohu asked after answering the phone.

Zhang Xiaohua said, "Brother Huzi, can you come to town for a while? My car is broken, can you come and pick me up?" Zhang Xiaohua's voice sounded glutinous, different from usual.

Jiang Xiaohu said: "Oh, now? Okay, I just want to take the old secretary to the town to do business. Where are you?"

"I'm in the Yanzi Nail Salon." Zhang Xiaohua said clearly the location, Jiang Xiaohu agreed, went home and drove a tricycle, and drove the old branch secretary to town.

When I arrived in Honghua Town, it was just after one o’clock in the afternoon. The government people started to work. When the old party secretary came to the compound, he told Jiang Xiaohu: “Come here to pick me up soon!”

"Okay, don't worry!" Jiang Xiaohu said, "I will find Zhang Xiaohua, and I will pick you up when I pick her up."

Watching the old party secretary enter the gate, Jiang Xiaohu rushed to the nail shop.Thinking that all the formalities will be done right away, he feels very happy.