"Okay." Jiang Chuyang agreed readily, then waved and asked Gangzi, Jiang Guoqing, He Wenwen and Liu Tiechui to help count the money.

And he continued to say to the head of Wu Township: "You in Huanghe Township really have no money, so you can use your tea to pay the bill. Don't worry, I will take whatever you have."

In fact, he didn't want to do this.

But when I think of the thousand new iron plows that Huanghe Township needs.

The final total transaction price was nearly 100,000 yuan.

He had to prepare a way out for himself.

At least the tea from Huanghe Township is packaged well.

The output value that year was more than 100,000 yuan.

It’s just that the people in Huanghe Township today don’t know how to package.

They are just selling good tea as ordinary tea.

"What about the price of the tea you purchased?" Wu Xiangchang, who didn't know the inside story, asked.

"Of course it's the market price. I won't let the people of Huanghe Township suffer." Jiang Chuyang replied.

The reason why I say it so refreshingly is because according to the prices in the 1980s, the tea in Huanghe Township was pitifully cheap even at the market price.

"Then it's settled!" Mayor Wu stood up excitedly and stretched out his hands to hold Jiang Chuyang's right hand: "To tell you the truth! Because of the traffic congestion in Huanghe Township, the tea leaves are now piled up in mountains.

, the prices offered by those dealers were even lower than the last, and I was worried to death."

"It would be really great if you could buy in large quantities, and it would also solve our urgent need in Huanghe Township." A tall and thin Huanghe Township cadre followed up.

"Then why don't you repair the road?" asked the mayor Wang.

Others are also curious.

"I think so too! But building roads requires a lot of money!" Mayor Wu smiled bitterly and told the inside story: "We in Huanghe Township don't even have electricity now. Do you think we have the money to build roads?"

This is the truth.

This made Mayor Wang fall silent.

Jiang Chuyang also knew that Mayor Wu was not deliberately complaining about poverty.

Seeing He Wenwen nodding towards him, she indicated that the amount of the deposit of 1,800 yuan given by Mayor Wu was correct.

He immediately looked at Chief Wu: "In order for you to go back and have an explanation with the people of Huanghe Township and to reassure them, when you leave later, take back the model iron plow I welded and give them a try on the plow."

The effect of the field! But let me say something ugly up front. The iron plow I welded is not omnipotent. If you plow the rocky and slag fields, I will not be responsible for it falling apart."

"Hahaha... of course I know this." Mr. Wu Xiang laughed.

"Then you continue chatting with Mayor Wang. I'll excuse you for a moment." Jiang Chuyang saw that the little rice ball with its flat mouth had called him several times at the door of the main room. He said apologetically and walked over quickly.

Mayor Wu didn't pay attention.

I took Mayor Wang and went to study the previous bending machine.

Jiang Guoqing, He Wenwen, Liu Tiechui, Gangzi and others saw this.

They looked at each other and had no choice but to follow behind.

Obviously, they were preventing Mayor Wu and other township cadres from Huanghe Township from stealing the bending machine technology.

However, the bending machine technology comes from decades later.

Is there anything so easy to steal?

Obviously it's impossible.

But at this time, Mayor Wu had no such intention at all.

When he studied the bending machine, he actually wanted to see how the iron plow was bent.

After all, this is in another blacksmith shop.

But it is an insurmountable technical barrier.

But Liu Tiechui's blacksmith shop broke this technical barrier because of Jiang Chuyang's existence.

Anyone would be very curious about this.

…

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The door of the hall.

Jiang Chuyang picked up the waiting little rice balls and walked in.

Seeing that the little sweet potatoes, little panzi, little bean buns, and little peppers all did not eat the boiled fish.

Instead, he was punished to stand at the Eight Immortals Table.

He couldn't help but smile and asked Jiang Dongju, who was cleaning the house: "Second sister, what's wrong? Did the girls get into trouble again?"

"What do you think?" Jiang Dongju looked up at Jiang Chuyang, with helplessness in her eyes: "It's only been a while since we had lunch, and everyone wants to eat boiled fish again. If this continues, even if we have gold and silver, we will all be eaten.

empty."

"But that's not the point. The point is that the little rice ball actually united with the little sweet potatoes, the little bean buns, the little peppers, and the little panzi to lie to me, saying that you asked them to come over to eat boiled fish."

"I was so angry at that time! I almost beat up the little rice balls."

"After all, under normal circumstances, you wouldn't be able to say such a thing."

"No! Second sister, you are wrong, this time it is really what I said." Jiang Chuyang reminded him repeatedly after hearing this.

"When I heard about Mao, Mom knew that I had been wronged." The little rice ball puckered up in grievance and almost cried.

"Did you really say that?" Jiang Dongju was very surprised.

"Yes," Jiang Chuyang nodded to confirm.

"Then..." Jiang Dongju looked at the five girls who had been wronged, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

"Now that the misunderstanding has been explained clearly, don't say anything else and let the girls eat the boiled fish!" Upon seeing this, Jiang Chuyang smiled and gave Jiang Dongju a step down, and smoothly put down the small rice ball in his hand.

"Okay!" Jiang Dongju smiled bitterly.

Since Jiang Chuyang said so.

Then of course she could only do it.

"Oh, you can eat fish!" the little rice ball cheered.

"Hehe..." Little Sweet Potato happily walked to get the bowl with her short legs.

"Wait for me." Xiao Doubao took Xiao Chili with him, and Xiao Panzi followed closely behind.

"Slow down." Jiang Chuyang shook his head as he watched this scene.

"I know." Xiao Hongshu replied without looking back.

Behind me, I saw small bean buns, small panzi, small peppers, and small rice balls all lining up in an orderly manner.

He quickly helped to take out the rice bowl from the cupboard.

Jiang Dongju looked at the small rice balls and wanted to take the first bowl to eat the boiled fish.

He couldn't help but frown: "Don't push yourself too far!"

"Yes, each person can only eat a small bowl of boiled fish. If you eat too much, you will suffer from indigestion." Jiang Chuyang also reminded.

"Oh!" Although the little rice ball was a little reluctant, it still obeyed the instructions, changed the first bowl to a small bowl, and then climbed up on the bench with the small bean buns, small panzi, small sweet potatoes, and small peppers.

, sitting around the Eight Immortals table and scooping up fish meat.

Although it is already cold.

But the spicy and fragrant taste is still there.

This made the girls couldn't help but sniff their noses.

Then he buried his head happily and started eating.

Jiang Dongju looked at this scene and shook her head: "Chuyang, don't spoil the girls like you did today, otherwise something will happen sooner or later."

"I know, I know." Jiang Chuyang nodded.

But in my heart I disagreed.

Because these girls are not only greedy.

In other aspects it's actually pretty good.

Under such circumstances.

He doesn't think anything needs to be changed.

All the problems seem to be solved.

Jiang Chuyang walked directly towards the door of the hall: "Second sister, girls, please help to watch first, I haven't finished talking with Mayor Wu and Mayor Wang yet!"

"Okay!" Jiang Dongju nodded.
To be continued...