The due date is getting closer and Liu Zhen is getting heavier and heavier. Now Liu Zhen is sitting in a sagging position, and it is a bit uncomfortable to sit in a straight position. Nan Yi pinched her legs as soon as he came back from outside.

After moaning comfortably, Liu Zhen said, "Do you know about the 3000 Youth Delegation of Japan?"

"I know, what's wrong?"

"You can speak Japanese, please sign up for volunteers to participate in the service work."

"Comrade Liu Zhen, let professionals do professional things to professionals. Japanese is not my major, so we should not compete with those professionals for the opportunity to perform. My major is farming. If you need help with farmers, please tell me."

"Stop coming, you are not interested in this, so I'll tell you another news." Liu Zhen said mysteriously.

"What news?"

"The country has begun to pay attention to the work of changing the face of poor areas. It must further relax policies, reduce burdens, provide preferential treatment, activate commodity circulation, accelerate commodity turnover, and increase intellectual investment. Is this news useful to you?"

"This news is useful, but it's not a big difference if you ask in advance. Poverty alleviation is a long-term job. There are more than 200 million poor people in our country and 20 to 30 million urban poor people. It is impossible to change their backward appearance in a row. You have to take your time."

Nan Yi said this and paused and continued: "This is good news for the Kenying Group, and the road to expansion can be smoother."

"Oh, change your legs." Liu Zhen shook his legs and said, "How is the loan matter going?"

"It's not starting yet, so I'm going to flatter you. I'll tidy up the beat first, so that I can get it in place when I take it." Nan Yi changed direction and pressed another leg.

"Did you be a traitor in your previous life? This trick is very familiar."

"Don't talk about my previous life, I'm not bad at flattering in this life." Nan Yi said exaggeratedly, then pressed against Liu Zhen's belly and said, "My baby daughter, is my father right?"

"Qi Kai, son, Nan Yi, I'll tell you again, my heart is my son." Liu Zhen shouted dissatisfied.

"Okay, okay, it's my son, son." Nan Yi suppressed Liu Zhen's struggling legs and said, "Okay, don't move, I'll continue to press it for you and tell you something else."

"What's the matter?"

"Dad asked me to borrow money today. He is about to go abroad for inspection, but I didn't agree. I called him when you go to work tomorrow and told him, and then asked Zhiling to send him $500."

"Is 500 enough? Do you want to give more?"

"It's almost done. Giving too much is not a good thing. He has a chance to move up recently, so he has to pay attention to some influence."

"Oh, I understand. I will call him as soon as I go to work tomorrow. Should I send some to my mother? I can't be more favorable to one or the other." Liu Zhen nodded and said.

"No, mom is not short of money. There are not many days before Mid-Autumn Festival. When I come back tomorrow, I will tell me how much I want to prepare for you. I will go to the pastry shop the day after tomorrow."

"Just what I want?"

"Yes, I will consider other relationships. Also, I won't come back for dinner tomorrow. I will go to your house and send a few bottles of good wine to my father-in-law, and have a few drinks with him."

"Hmm? Go to my house? Don't you like to go to my house?"

"I don't like it, that's also your family. If you don't look at the monk's face, you have to look at your Buddha's face. In your family, the money is all your elder brothers themselves. I think, when tomorrow passes, I will give your parents 2,000 yuan and give it secretly."

"Let's get a little more. I'll give it to 2,000 for the Mid-Autumn Festival. How much do I have to give to the New Year?" Liu Zhen said with a trembling eyebrows.

"It's okay, we don't need this little money. It's only 2,000 yuan, I'll talk about how much I give it during the Chinese New Year."

"Okay, according to you."

As the stars change, time soon comes to the next day.

Liu Zhen suddenly had an idea and wanted to have some tofu mixed with tofu for breakfast, so Nan Yi had to buy her a piece of tofu and sprinkle some soy sauce to serve it on the dining table.

"It's too light, put more soy sauce." After taking a bite, Liu Zhen said.

"Forget soy sauce, it's better to eat less Sandai outside. It's better to sprinkle some salt for you. What kind of salt is needed?"

"Peach Blossom Salt." Liu Zhen said, and immediately denied: "It's better to have a salt flower, there is a weird red color on the tofu."

"Okay, I'll get it for you."

Nanyi stood up and went to the kitchen.

Pick up a salt jar from the seasoning rack, open the lid, and grab a pinch of salt.

As soon as he grabbed it, Nan Yi felt something was wrong. When he rubbed his fingers, the salt on his hand felt different from the normal salt, and it was a little wet. So he picked up the salt jar of ordinary salt, opened the lid, and shook it. He could see that the salt was obviously agglomerated. He touched the wall of the jar and it was wet.

Put the salt jar back onto the lid, Nan Yi walked out of the kitchen and sprinkled the salt flower on the tofu.

"The salt tide is so strong that it will rain heavily. Remember to bring your umbrella with you when you go out these two days."

"Oh, it's okay. I don't have to go out these two days. Why didn't you take out the salt jar? The living room space is larger and the clouds are drying faster."

"Wait until I wash the dishes before taking them out."

"Nan Yi, you're wondering, why are the salt from abroad fine and not relapsed?"

"Coarseness is a problem of process. Our country wants to save costs and add processes to fine salt; it is not relapsed because anti-caking agents are added to foreign salts, which are potassium ferrocyanide."

"Or it's because of the cost?"

"There may be some technical factors in anti-caking agents, but the main reason is the cost. I said, you little comrade, our country has just solved the problem of food and clothing, and the people have just been able to eat enough, so you can't ask for good food now."

Liu Zhen gave Nan Yi a blank look and spat, "When did I ask for it to be eaten? What you have to live in is fine. Several kinds of salt must be prepared."

"Okay, don't criticize me for your words. Salt is the next area that Shennong South Grain will enter."

"Isn't salt controlled materials in many countries? How do you enter?"

"I haven't finished talking yet. What we are going to enter is the luxury salt field, not ordinary salt. I have been planning to develop high-end ingredients field, and flavoring is one of them."

"Oh, I'm saying." Liu Zhen took two sips of porridge and said, "The pork last night was so delicious. I saw that the pattern was still snow-shaped, unlike ordinary pork patterns, which were parallel to each other. My mother said it smelled and she took away the unfried ones."

"Oh, then I'll send some more here. Don't be addicted to eating it. This pork is still a rare item now. The improvement of the pig breed has not been completed. There are only a few of them in total, and at most one can be killed."

"What pig, so rare."

"The Mangalita pig in Hungary looks very similar to a sheep, and has curly hair on its body, an endangered species. If you want to eat it openly, I really can't afford it."

"Well, what you said is so rare, I won't eat it anymore. If you help me get some Jinhua 2-head black rice balls, it's strange. The pork sold outside has a big taste, some are delicious, some are not delicious."

"Normal, many places are now starting to breed large-scale pig farms. There are already many large-scale pig farms. The pigs in pig farms basically eat feed and feed additives. They are slaughtered quickly and have good economic benefits, but the taste of pork becomes worse."

"Oh, Nanyi, should I read some books on agriculture?"

"Forget it, is your family's division of labor finance or read more books on finance. In the short term, our main source of wealth will be concentrated in finance and energy. If agriculture wants to see big returns, it will take a long time to go."

“Length than high technology?”

"It's hard to say." Nan Yi shook his head.

...

At the Second Workers' Club until two o'clock in the afternoon, Nan Yi hurried back to the old villa.

Ge Cuizhu came to the capital yesterday, but actually brought a bottle of oil, Zhou Guanbao from Zhoujiaao Village. Yesterday, Ge Cuizhu did not take him to the old villa, but asked Nanyi's opinion first.

Nan Yi checked the meeting with Zhou Guanbao at about three o'clock today, and the location was the old villa.

A messy and naturally curly hair, with a bunch of dandruff floating in the greasy greasy; the skin on the face was dark and red, and you could tell at a glance that it was often sun and rainy; the head-up pattern was very deep, the eyebrows were long and thick, and the eyes were firm and rebellious;

The nose is concave, the beard under the nose is in a 8-shaped shape, thick and thick; the mouth is not big, the upper lip is very thick, the lines are like the character "生", the lower lip is very thin and short; the mouth is closed and it is a character "生", and it is opened... Hey, that yellow teeth.

Based on the cigarette stains and tea stains left on Zhou Guanbao's teeth, he smoked no less than two and a half packs of cigarettes a day and drank no less than three tea jars of strong tea.

Based on the analysis of facial features and information provided by Ge Cuizhu, Nan Yi speculated that Zhou Guanbao had a very anxious temper and was also a very domineering person. He probably monopolized the power in Zhoujiaao Village and was stubborn and self-willed, so everyone had to listen to him.

Such people are lucky and have a smooth road, so they can always be typical and advanced; but once they encounter a crisis, they will be trapped in the shallows, at the least they will be betrayal of their relatives, and at the worst they will be sent to prison.

"You are Accountant Nan, Hello, hello, I am Zhou Guanbao from Zhoujiaao Village."

Nan Yi stood at the door and observed quickly for a while. As soon as he raised his foot, Zhou Guanbao bounced off the sofa, and stretched out his hands. Before Nan Yi could raise his hand, he held his right hand and shook it up and down.

"Hello, Secretary Zhou, I am Wenchang Wei Nanyi."

Zhou Guanbao's palms were very rough, and Nan Yi's hands were so painful that they were worn.

Nan Yi felt it. Zhou Guanbao had calluses on his tiger's mouth, cracks on his palm lines, and calluses on the first joint of his index finger, which was bulging like a broad bean.

"To grind out broad bean cocoons, the trigger should be pulled in a large number of times, and the trigger is very heavy. It should be a long-term shooting of the Type 56 light machine gun, either for a few years of retirement, or for an old militia, or both."

Nan Yi circled his mind and said, "Secretary Zhou, please sit down. If you have any questions, let's sit down and talk about it."

"Okay, okay, sit down and say, sit down and say."

Scream!

Nan Yi had a bad premonition. According to his personality analysis of Zhou Guanbao just now, people like him could put their posture so low...

Why does Nan Yi feel that he is going to be regarded as a sucker again?
Chapter completed!