Eight o'clock in the evening, Yuquanying Development Zone Guest House.
After running around for a day, the villagers of Yongquan Village finally had a hot meal. Although what they were served was just ordinary mutton noodles, this bowl of noodles, which was ordinary outside, made the villagers of Yongquan Village feel happy.
The index finger moves greatly.
The reason for this is first of all because we were hungry. In the early 1990s, the road network was not as developed as it was in later generations. From Haiji County to Yuquanying, we took national highways along the way, and there were not many places to eat on the way. In addition, these
Prices at supply point hotels are much higher than ordinary hotels.
The price is so expensive that the villagers in Yongquan Village will naturally not eat it. They all choose to eat dry food.
Although they didn't delay for too long because of eating, they still drove for more than seven hours on a road of more than 400 kilometers without any expressway.
When we arrived at our destination, it was already dark and everyone was hungry.
In addition, because Yongquan Village is so poor, the villagers are usually reluctant to eat mutton. Only during festivals will several families kill a sheep to entertain guests.
"Hiccup!" Li Dayou burped and raised the empty bowl in his hand towards Zhang Shucheng who was sitting opposite him: "Director Zhang, can you add more?"
Looking at the empty bowl of rice, Zhang Shucheng was stunned and thought to himself, my dear, this is enough to eat. This bowl of noodles weighs at least half a catty. Li Dayou has already eaten three bowls, so what?
Can you still eat it?
Thinking of this, Zhang Shucheng glanced at Li Dayou's abdomen without revealing anything.
If he continues to eat, his stomach won't be full, right?
Although he had this worry in his heart, Zhang Shucheng was embarrassed to refuse the other party. After all, he mobilized the people here. He couldn't even deny the other party a full meal at the welcome party, right?
After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Shucheng came to his senses and nodded.
"Yes! Of course you can! Just eat it!"
"Hello!"
Li Dayou smiled and nodded. On the way to get food, he unconsciously touched his swollen belly, and a thought flashed through his mind.
I’m full today!
However, when he thought that starting from tomorrow, he would have to go to the Gobi Desert to eat sand, and for a long time in the future, he would most likely not have enough to eat in that desolate Gobi Desert, and he would eat as openly as he did today.
The chance is probably only this once.
'no!'
'You must get your money back today!'
When he thought of this, Li Dayou immediately suppressed the thought of not eating.
At today's welcome meeting, there were many people who had the same idea as Li Da. Everyone present, except Li Jie, basically ate two or three bowls of soy seed noodles until the master chef in charge was bitter.
After saying with a straight face, "I'm sorry," everyone ended this gluttonous feast in disinterest.
Fortunately, the leaders of the development zone had left the scene long ago. Otherwise, Zhang Shucheng would have been tempted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.
The next day, in the early morning, the villagers of Yongquan Village once again 'educated' the chef of the guest house. Two large baskets full of nearly 80 fist-sized steamed buns were still wiped out by the foodies. Finally, the reception staff of the guest house
Almost crying, I sent away these foodies who had come from afar.
Watching everyone leaving, the receptionist wiped the inconspicuous sweat stains on his forehead, breathed a sigh of relief, and thought to himself.
'These pot-bellied guys are finally gone.'
With just one meal last night and one meal this morning, these people ate the white flour quota of the guest house for a week. If it weren't for the leaders of the development zone who promised to make up for what they ate, the chef in the guest house would probably be worried to death.
Since there is no white flour, how to make pasta?
If there is no pasta, what can we serve to entertain guests?
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Two hours later, Zhang Shucheng led the villagers of Yongquan Village to a wasteland. Although the members of the Diaozhuang team were all "second-time palace members", they still couldn't help but frown when they saw this land again.
frowned.
The land allotted to them was indeed a large wilderness, very flat, with almost no undulations in the terrain. However, this land was a bit too desolate. Looking at it, the bare earth-yellow color stretched to the horizon, making it impossible to see.
The end.
There is yellow and orange fine sand everywhere, and when the wind blows, your mouth is filled with sand.
Zhang Shucheng looked around, looked at the unhappy people, and sighed secretly in his heart. However, he was a state cadre after all. Others could sigh, but he could not, so he had to bite the bullet and cheer them up.
"Dear fellow villagers, I know that the environment here is a bit difficult, but our ancestors have a saying that people can conquer nature. Although the land here is a little barren, we have the Yellow River's Western Main Canal to the east, the mountain road to the west, and the Lotus River to the south.
Lake Farm, to the north is Ning’an.”
"The location of Yuquanying is definitely better than that of Haiji. If everyone bites the bullet and persists for a few years, this place will definitely turn into a 'fortress on the south of the Yangtze River'!"
Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
Seeing no response from other villagers, Li Jie clapped his hands helplessly and took the lead in applauding.
"Director Zhang said it well!"
Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
Seeing this, the others also clapped, but the applause was intermittent and a little weak. It didn't look like applause, but more like perfunctory.
"No! No!"
Suddenly, Li Dayou pointed at the sky in the distance and shouted loudly.
"Look, Tiandu Heile over there!"
"It's over! It's over!"
"This is a sandstorm coming!"
Sandstorms are not uncommon in arid and semi-arid areas, but Yuquanying is located at the transition point from an arid area to a semi-arid area. The average annual precipitation is only 300 mm, but the evaporation is as high as more than 2,000 mm.
The harsh natural conditions, coupled with severe soil erosion and sandstorms that are not common in the outside world, are a daily occurrence for the people here.
A piece of water and soil nourishes a person. People who have lived here for a long time have a way to deal with sandstorms. The villagers of Yongquan Village encountered several sandstorms and were blown away several times when they first Diaozhuang.
Everyone also knows how to deal with it.
call!
call!
call!
As time goes by, the sky gradually darkens, and the wind blows the earth, rolling up balls of yellow sand. If you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that in this storm, except for the blown sand,
Sand and some fine pebbles.
Sand and stones are flying all over the sky.
Seeing the sandstorm getting closer and closer, Li Jie shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Quick! Quick! Hold on to your belongings and lie down quickly!"
Before the storm came, waves of choking yellow sand arrived first, filling the air everywhere. Li Dayou wrapped his nose and mouth with a wet towel while shouting to Shui Wang not far away.