After my second uncle took office, he wanted to be ambitious and ambitious at first, but he stalled out within a few days. This place is too poor. The output value of one county is not as good as a large market in Bianshan County, and there is no second phase.

A big market opened.

Not to mention, the most terrible thing about this place is that it is so poor that there is no hope at all. There are no trains or provincial roads. Almost all villages are mountainous. The crops are of a single variety and the output is pitifully low. In fact, my second uncle found out when he looked at the map,

The county seat is less than 50 kilometers away from the nearest railway in a straight line, but these 50 kilometers have become a natural chasm because a mountain needs to be opened as a tunnel. Not to mention the county, even the province cannot afford such a huge expense.

Not to mention that the railway is under direct management, and you don’t have anything to transport out of here, so who will give you the money?

So the second uncle's disbelief in evil got stronger. Every day he either went to the countryside for on-site inspections or stayed in the office to check the county annals. He really came up with two ideas. The first one was that the county annals recorded that this place was in the Ming Dynasty.

The territories of ethnic minorities rebelled. After they were conquered by the Ming army, they provided medicinal materials to the emperor. They continued to be tributes from then on until the end of the Ming Dynasty.

The second uncle looked at the location description of the place of origin, combined with the current map, and collected soil samples from more than a dozen mountains in several townships. The county gritted its teeth and paid for the samples to be sent to Guangdong for testing. The results showed that four mountains were very

Suitable for medicinal plant cultivation.

The 1990s was the era of health care products. Coupled with the Ming Dynasty tribute gimmick, it really attracted several large companies to sign drug purchase contracts. The three townships have hope since then. But this is not possible, there are still more than a dozen

Where are the towns?

So my second uncle became a "human trafficker" again, organizing young and middle-aged people to go out to work. The county provided simple basic skills training for free! But this training is free, and you have to spend money for food and accommodation. Even with this money, most families can't

I couldn't afford it. Although batches of migrant workers with simple labor skills were sent to big cities such as Yuedu, Shudu, and Chongqing, they still did not contribute to the economic development of the county. One year has passed like this.

The next year, the second uncle put on his sports clothes and sneakers again, got into his 212, and started walking from township to township, working with grassroots cadres and the masses to find a way out. On this day, they were in the flower field

During the inspection of the township, it suddenly rained heavily and I couldn't walk, so I had to stay in the only guest house in the township. The next day after the rain, the weather cleared, and my uncle found many people walking into the mountains with baskets on their backs. He thought it was

I went to pick mushrooms, but I didn't take it seriously. I mentioned it to the township cadre who was accompanying me, and the township cadre said that they were picking up "flints." Every time it rains, a lot of flints wash down from Dazhitou Mountain, and the people pick them up.

After simple processing at home, it can be used for cooking.

The second uncle asked strangely: "What is flint?"

The township cadre was worried about what to say, but he saw several ethnic minority villagers who should have left early and had already returned with baskets on their backs.

The township cadre stopped them and asked the county leaders to see what flint was.

The second uncle strangely lifted up the leaves covering the big basket. What kind of flint was this? Isn't this coal?

The second uncle had to confirm again: "You just take this home to cook?"

The villagers shook their heads hurriedly and said in a thick accent: "Don't dare, don't dare, flint is very powerful, an iron stove can burn it, and an earthen stove can burn it down!"

The second uncle's head was buzzing, and a term appeared in his mind - high-calorie coal!

The second uncle asked the township cadres, had this matter not been reported to the relevant departments?

The township cadres said they had reported it, and a college student who came to teach said it was coal, so they reported it to the county's resource bureau. The reply they received was that it had no practical value. They have not reported it since.

So the second uncle asked the villagers to take some "flint" and went back.

After the second uncle returned to the office, he immediately went to the Resources Bureau to investigate who tested the samples. It turned out that they had sent the ore. But it has not been sealed yet!

The second uncle didn't say anything. He put the ore he brought back among a pile of salted fish, bacon, dried meat and vegetables as a messy gift. He sent an ems directly to Dad Liu and wrote another letter explaining the situation.

The three members of the Liu family are 100% convinced that this thing is coal!

Father Liu said, "I'll make two more dishes, and I'll call Lao Jin over. How to proceed with this matter, we need to plan carefully."

Liu Ma nodded. Liu Pengcheng also took a piece of bacon and a piece of cured fish, went to the kitchen, washed them and steamed them. Liu Ma found raw peanuts on the balcony and fried them, and spread out five eggs. In addition, Liu Pengcheng himself

It should be enough to cook three dishes.

A few minutes after Liu’s father called, Jin’s father came over, carrying two bottles of golden sorghum in his hand.

When the guest arrives, dinner is served. In fact, he is not really a guest. The two families are too familiar.

After taking a few sips, Dad Liu started talking seriously and took out the samples.

Lao Jin and Liu's father are different. Liu's father was a cadre who was transferred to a switchboard factory and worked first as a sales section chief, then as an office director, and finally as deputy factory director. Lao Jin, on the other hand, was a soldier who retired from the army and dug coal underground.

Being clever and cautious, I avoided a gas explosion accident and went straight to work. I survived till today, step by step.

In other words, he is purely an underground coal miner, and he also served as a deputy mine manager for a period of time, so he knows a lot about coal!

When Lao Jin took the coal in his hand, his eyes lit up: "I'm 80 to 90 percent sure that this is high-carb coal, and Yang Laoer said that even if it rains, the coal mountain will be washed down, so it's 80 percent likely to be an open-pit mine."

Dad Liu said that he still had to speak with the test report.

Lao Jin said, if you can trust me, I will go back to No. 4 Mine tomorrow and ask their laboratory to work overtime and issue a report.

Father Liu said, "What can you and I not believe in? Let's just leave it at that. If it's really high-calorie coal, I have to take Lao Li with me on this matter."

Lao Li is the director of the switchboard factory.

Lao Jin nodded: "Well, we are from the switchboard factory. Even if the bureau eats this piece of fat, uu read a book

It doesn’t have much to do with our factory.”

Father Liu said: "Who said that to build a new mining bureau, how many machines will be needed? At least one-third of the construction cost will fall on our factory. Besides, cadres will definitely have to be transferred. I won't say it. You and Lao Li

They all have a business background, so there might be some opportunities."

Jin's father didn't stay at Liu's house for long, and he left without drinking much. He still took the few pieces of ore before leaving.

Early the next morning, Liu's father went to the factory to wait for news about Lao Jin. Liu Pengcheng drove Liu's mother straight to Daqingshan in his car.

Grandma and grandpa extended a warm welcome to the couple. They were the only ones at home. My uncle and aunt went to Dakai's hotel to celebrate the wedding of the son of the deputy director of the county's Industrial and Commercial Bureau. Naturally, the deputy director's grandpa also

We know each other. He said that as a retired old man, I would not join in the fun, so it was a good idea for my uncle to bring 20 yuan.

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Yangyang was in the room doing his homework sadly. When he heard that his aunt and second brother were coming, he immediately threw away his homework and ran out on his short legs. In the afternoon, his uncle and aunt came back, and Liu Pengcheng

Only then did I find out that my uncle actually changed his car to a Land Cruiser, which is a luxury car. He said that he was engaged in mountain farming now, and the original car couldn't get on at all, and the chassis was scratched many times. I gritted my teeth and replaced it with a better one.

After asking again, it turned out that it was Fa Cai who sold it to his uncle, and it was much cheaper than the market price. Only then did Liu Pengcheng realize that Fa Cai was doing all kinds of business! In the evening, the family was about to happily have a reunion dinner, when suddenly there was a knock on the courtyard door.

The sound rang. Liu Pengcheng thought he was here, and just as he was about to go out and open the door, Yangyang ran over and opened the door. When he saw the person, he looked familiar, but he didn't know him, so he asked in a coquettish voice: "Who are you?"

Ah, who are you looking for!"
Chapter completed!