Chapter 355 Eat the Imperial Grain

The fat man never knew how to use his power to suppress others, and he never thought of this. The prestige he established in the minds of the people of Koshantun was definitely obtained after careful communication.

He didn't want to be a leader who was arrogant. As long as he waved his hand, there was a sea of ​​swords and fire in front of him, everyone must obey.

So when everyone's eyes see the confusion, confusion and complaints, the fat man felt a tingling pain in his heart. If this crack appears, it cannot be compensated. This kind of barrier will only cause the relationship between people to become increasingly distant, and eventually it will only become a kind of interest connection.

The fat man is a veteran, and he has a personal experience of this. It doesn’t take too long, just over a decade to complete this transformation from the city to the countryside.

He could not evaluate whether this was good or bad, but the fat man knew that this was definitely not what he was pursuing.

These are just psychological changes of the fat man, and others cannot feel it. The fat man did not blame anyone. This contradiction is just a conflict of concepts and does not involve the emotional level. However, if it is not handled well, it will spread quickly.

It’s a headache. This is the fat man’s biggest feeling now. He can’t yell at the top of his voice: I came from decades later, so I have the most say.

Captain Li also felt that the atmosphere was a little unfavorable, so he waved his arms twice: "Okay, let's go home for dinner first."

"Can't leave!" The fat man's loud voice rang out. He knew that as he dispersed, people's hearts slowly dispersed.

Everyone's eyes gathered on the fat man again, and he heard what he had to say. The fat man's face gradually turned red. Although he stopped everyone, he really had nothing to say.

"Fatty, if you have nothing to do, we will leave. We will work all day and be hungry." The impatient person started to go home again.

The fat man has never been as nervous and helpless as he is now, so he can only shake his head powerlessly and wave his hand. The fat man finally understood one thing: after all, a person's power is limited.

Beep-The sound of car horn suddenly rang out, and a little green jeep drove over. The fat man saw the license plate from afar and knew it was Ye Haibo's car. His eyes lit up and he quickly ran up. From the windshield in front, he had already seen Mr. Lin's tough but peaceful smile.

The savior is here! The fat man only has this idea in his mind. Mr. Lin can return to Kaoshantun, and there is only one answer: I guess that happened!

Perhaps, this storm can be solved easily. The fat man rubbed his hands, couldn't suppress his excitement, turned open the car door and asked Mr. Lin to get out of the car.

"Little fat man, I'm here again. Have you prepared something delicious?" Mr. Lin looked in a good mood and started joking with the fat man as soon as he met.

The fat man didn't have this mood and went straight to the point: "Old man, why are you so idle?"

"Of course it's for the establishment of the Tgong base. Let me tell you good news. This is done!" Old Lin couldn't control his joy.

"Brother Fat, now you are the one who can eat imperial food-" Ye Haibo also joked beside him.

"Hehe, it's mainly because I'm good at getting my name and I'm prescient." The fat man was happy and started talking nonsense again.

As soon as the jeep came, everyone didn't leave, and they heard the conversation between Mr. Lin and Fatty. However, many people didn't care too much because in their hearts, they didn't know the concept of the Tgong base.

The fat man was so excited that he shouted: "Old Lin, tell us first, what are the benefits? Let everyone be happy!"

Mr. Lin's eyes swept across everyone's faces and saw that they were all listening: "Of course there are benefits. First of all, they can waive everyone's three food and four expenses."

Captain Li's eyes turned into bull's eyes as soon as he heard this: "What's the matter, tax-free?"

Everyone immediately started. From ancient times to the present, there is no era that has completely exempted land tax. As farmers, they have long been accustomed to dedicating part of the fruits of their labor. But now when they suddenly hear this news, they can't believe their ears.

The fat man smacked his lips and said in his heart: This is nothing, in more than twenty years, the whole of China will be like this. Kuoshantun only enjoys it for more than twenty years.

"Stop quarreling, listen to Mr. Lin continue." Seeing that the people were arguing, the fat man shouted hard, and the crowd gradually calmed down.

Mr. Lin smiled, and the joy that these simple farmers felt in their hearts seemed to flow into his heart: "In addition, the country will also give you appropriate subsidies for every acre of land."

"Wow, I'll pay for farming!" I don't know who shouted, and the crowd boiled again.

As usual, the fat man was not surprised by his favor and disgrace. He had personally experienced the changes in this historical moment, so he naturally didn't find it strange, but for the farmers in Koushantun, this news was tantamount to the collapse of the Gang of Four.

"Old Lin, these people are so happy. You are talking to them about the restrictions, otherwise you will not be able to wake up." Looking at the crazy smiling faces, the fat man also asked Mr. Lin for instructions with a smile.

He knew a little bit, and it was far from simple to establish a special tribute base, and the rules and regulations are definitely indispensable.

Mr. Lin nodded at the fat man with approval: "Of course, when we enjoy rights, we must fulfill our obligations. We will send a special person to set up an inspection and supervision agency to supervise and manage everyone's production - in fact, it is basically the same as before, and the principle is that these agricultural and sideline products must grow under pure natural conditions."

Everyone was confused by Mr. Lin: Someone is still in charge of this kind of land? Only the fat man was ecstatic: "Mr. Lin, what do you mean is that everything is still using the most primitive method?"

Mr. Lin shook his head slightly: "We can't say that modern machinery and equipment, high-quality grains, etc. are still needed; however, in terms of fertilizers, the previous farm fertilizer is still used."

The fat man was a little disappointed at first, but at the end he heard it, he couldn't help but jump up: "Haha, it seems that I have the foresight!"

Mr. Lin was a little confused. He didn't understand why the fat man was so happy. Mr. Lin didn't know that his arrival had really rescued the fat man from dire straits and completely laid the main theme of harmonious development between the people of Kaoshantun and nature.

The villagers who had been resenting about the fertilizer problem just now had a little fever on their faces. Now, they can finally understand the fat man’s opinion a little; even if they can’t understand, they are completely convinced by the fat man.

Seeing that the clouds in the sky were dispersed, the fat man grabbed Mr. Lin’s arm: “Old man, go to my house first. What do you want to eat? I’ll go to you for everything!”

Mr. Lin waved his hand: "I'm not busy, I have to ask the villagers for some things. After all, this matter is a voluntary matter."

The fat man patted his forehead and understood in his heart that these formal problems still have to go through the motions.

So everyone surrounded Mr. Lin and rushed to the production team. Mr. Lin took out two thick documents to organize everyone to study. In fact, not many people could really understand them completely, but everyone listened with all their ears and listened with all their attention, and none of them wanted to leave.

The fat man has gained a lot of knowledge. While listening, he carefully compared and found out the conditions that Kaoshantun does not have. The others are easy to say, but the biggest problem is that 500 acres of rice are needed in Kaoshantun.

He whispered to the boss of Che, and the boss of Che nodded: "No problem, we can develop on the edge of Nanwazi. The territory must be enough, but no one in this regard will do anything."

"It doesn't matter, we will send professional technicians to guide and be responsible for the technical aspects." Mr. Lin gave everyone another reassurance.

After the document was finished, the villagers were organized to discuss and vote. Finally, Captain Li and the villagers' representatives signed it. Although these were in the eyes of fat people, Mr. Lin had to execute them meticulously, so he could only listen.

When all the procedures are completed, the rest will be required to be implemented at all levels in the townships, counties, and provinces. In short, the work in Kaoshantun has come to an end.

The fat man then took Mr. Lin affectionately and greeted Captain Li, Wang Sanpao and others to go to his house together. Such a great event must be celebrated.

Walking halfway through, the fat man felt a little like a dream. He always felt that with his advanced consciousness, many problems could be solved.

But this time, he really had to admit that his luck was so good. The fat man thought happily: The key is to have a good character, God is willing to help - what, what, what's the saying, God can't starve the blind birds to death.

When he entered the fat man's yard, the fox was squinting his eyes and basking in the sun under the windowsill, it seemed to be asleep. However, as soon as Lin Lai entered the yard, it shivered suddenly and then squirted into the warehouse.

The fat man was amazed: "This guy has never seen anyone he is afraid of. Mr. Lin, are you going to put a tiger bench or pour pepper water on it? Or just sit in a jet-type!"

Mr. Lin laughed: "Thanks to this fox as a sample, the efficacy of the gray scale umbrella can be studied clearly in a short period of time and thoroughly figured out that this thing does not have much toxic side effects. Otherwise, the face of the flower could not live so healthy."

"Does that mean that poisonous mushrooms can be used - yes, it is the gray scale umbrella to develop new drugs?" The fat man was a little greedy.

"This is not my responsibility--" Old Lin blinked, and the fat man understood that this matter was at the level of confidentiality, so he stopped asking questions.

Fat people can understand this nerve allergic reaction of the flower-faced fox. Think about the little mice used for experiments. The flower-faced fox can come back alive, even if it is cheap.

"Grandpa Lin--" As soon as the door opened, Qiqi ran out with his little arms open, and a large number of people were following behind him. Old Lin's face was even more smiling. He put on Qiqi's little face, patted Maomao's little head, and then hugged Benben firmly. Then he took a bag from Ye Haibo's hand: "Look at the gift I brought to you."

She was so quick that Maomao's hand was quick, and she grabbed the bag and got back into the house. The fat man was furious and gritted his teeth and turned fierce: "It's getting more and more unruly, look, I won't beat your butt red!"
Chapter completed!