In the afternoon, the sun set, Wen Yidao drove the livestock car back to the forest farm, Zuo Boguang and two students carried tools to tinker with the village, digging two shovels to collect samples. Guan Lin was drunk by Qin Lingling and sent the two little weasels back to Wei Wenkui's house. Guan Qidong and Qu Guowei also brought back the harvest for a day. In short, everyone had something to do, and Cang Hai's work now was naturally cooking.

In the blink of an eye, when Guan Qidong and his family left, Shi Wei also went to the hospital. It happened that Zuo Boguang and the two students had to go back to the provincial capital after finishing their work, so Canghai decided to take away all the carts.

He sent a group of people to the town, and there were exactly seven people, a Biaoguang business car full of them. Teacher Guan Qidong was the driver. He agreed to go with Zuo Boguang and Shiwei on the way, and they drove the generals all the way to the provincial capital. Canghai left the Yulin Farm and stayed at Aunt San's house for a while before he drove the ugly donkey back to the village.

As soon as he left the town, Canghai received a call from Zhang Heng. He chatted for a few words and turned around and cursed softly while turning back to the town.

"Haiwazi, why are you back again? Could it be that something is left at home?" Aunt Wei Qin, the third aunt, was coming out to take out the trash when she saw Canghai driving the ugly donkey back again, so she asked curiously.

Canghai jumped out of the donkey cart and tied the left donkey to the door: "Where is something lost? Secretary Zhang from the county wants to come over and say he is taking the Japanese to the melon field to see melons and collecting melons from my field."

"That's a good thing. Why do you look like you're about to cry?" Wei Qin let Cang Hai into the yard.

Cang Hai stretched out his finger and pointed at the sky: "This sun, when they come over, they will have to take off a layer of skin!"

"You kid, how can you be so exaggerated? How can you say that your large piece of melons have a sales outlet? What's the point of being afraid of being in the sun? I'll prepare some sun protection for you later. Your brother, this guy, will give you a touch of it when the time comes."

When Cang Hai heard that he was applying sunscreen, he immediately shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's better not to move his things."

As I said, I thought: Why did I do that thing with nothing, I act like a big girl. Besides, I’m not afraid of tanning my skin, I’m afraid that I’ll get oil from the sun!

The aunt and nephew were chatting when the voice of the aunt Liu Shujuan came from the door: "I heard the quarrel in the yard, and I felt that Haiwazi was coming, but I didn't expect it was Haiwazi."

"Auntie, you haven't gone out. Are you at home?" Cang Hai immediately stood up when he saw that his uncle came.

Liu Shujuan replied with a smile: "Your uncle went to the county and was not at home today. By the way, I heard you were talking about whether watermelon is not a watermelon. Has the village agreed to grow watermelons? What regulations are the village going to follow?"

Now not only in the village, but many people in the town know that Sijiaping Village may be about to be released. The Japanese will go to the village to collect watermelons next year. This news was naturally released by a group of old ladies in the village. These people can't hide their mouths. Before the county has agreed, the rumor has been circulating there. Of course, the third aunt and the aunt have also made more or less effort to urge the rumors.

Some people believe it, but some don’t believe it. Many towns think they are a little rational, so they think that this matter is just bragging and not making drafts. A pound of watermelon costs twenty or thirty yuan. This is not bragging. At this price, Japanese people can’t receive watermelons. They have to go through the valley to collect it. Their brains are broken! These people think that this is nonsense among the people in Sijiaping Village, maybe just to make it easier for the kids in the village to talk about their daughter-in-law.

"I don't know what the final result was. As for the village's regulations, you have to go back to Grandpa Hu. Anyway, one thing remains unchanged. In the future, this kind of watermelon will be equivalent to becoming a worker and getting paid according to the work," Cang Hai said.

Liu Shujuan said: "I know, but I have confirmed the time. If I have confirmed it, I can bring back your brother and your sister. Of course, I have to do my own work closely with my own work."

Liu Shujuan was eager to recruit her two children who worked outside.

"I really don't know about this." Cang Hai was a little speechless. He knew that his mother was anxious, but she could be anxious.

After chatting for a while, Liu Shujuan saw that she could not get any exact letter from Canghai, so she turned around and went back to her home.

When Wei Qin and Liu Shujuan left, she whispered to Canghai: "Don't blame your aunt, she is also thinking about letting Xiaojing and Hexing come back soon."

"I know, I know, aunt, I have nothing to do to blame the aunt for, not to mention that I was taken care of by their family before, so I was not that stingy," Cang Hai said with a smile.

In the past, Canghai was indeed taken care of by his uncle and his uncle's family, but the one who cares the most was the third uncle, and the uncle's family was a little worse, but even if it was a bowl of rice, it would be a kindness.

Besides, Cang Hai knew that Liu Shujuan was not very jealous, had little heart, was petty, and also liked to show off. To put it bluntly, he liked to pretend and belonged to such a person who lived on the scene.

In the past, when everyone had no money, they were a little better. Now that everyone is getting better, her problems in this regard are becoming more and more obvious. In addition, Cang Shigui has lived a prosperous life in the past two years, so Liu Shujuan's little tail has begun to rise.

At about 9:30, Liu Heng called and said that he had arrived in the town and asked Canghai to go there. So Canghai said goodbye to Aunt San and drove the ugly donkey over.

Zhang Heng took the Japanese to the township government now, and the township secretary Wu Mingdao and the township mayor Sun Zhenjun accompanied him to chat in the small reception room.

As soon as Aohai pushed the door open, Matsuda Akio stood up first. At this stop of Matsuda Akiro, Oshima Yota and Oda Soichiro could not sit there and stand up with their eyes.

The guests stood up. As the host, the village head and the secretary, were not so stupid as to sit down, so naturally they also stood up. So everyone in the room stood up instantly, as if they were welcoming the leader.

Matsuda Akio was really grateful to Aohai. If Canghai had not fought hard and only talked to Matsuda Akio, he would have been transferred back to China and put on his shoes. Don’t think that the Japanese company is full of political clarity, and there are also many people who are flattering and flattering. It is precisely because of Canghai’s persistence that Matsuda Akio had the opportunity to rejoin this project. Although Matsuda Akio would not make big strides in the interests of the company, his gratitude to Canghai was completely from the heart.

"Mr. Canghai, I'm glad we'll meet again." Matsuda Akio took two steps forward, stretched out his hands to hold Canghai's hand, and almost arched his head to his chest.

Canghai smiled and said, "Yes, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Mr. Matsuda is full of energy and is still full of energy. It's a joy to congratulate."

"Thanks!"

Soichiro Oda then stretched out his hand: "Hello, Mr. Aohai."

The Japanese shook hands one by one, and the respect they showed made the village chief and the secretary a little savored. They thought to themselves: You little boss will be overwhelming as soon as you enter the door. If you don’t know, you think the county magistrate is here, just treat me as air!

What made them most helpless was that they could not be angry. Even if the Japanese guests left, they would not dare to wear some shoes for Canghai, because neither of them knew that Canghuo and Zhang Heng and Zhang had some friendship. Even if they sat foolishly in this seat, they knew that Zhang Heng was promoted by Lu Yanzhi because of something. What's more, he heard that County Magistrate Lu also admired Canghai.

"Hello, Secretary Wu, and Good Country Chief Sun." Canghai said hello to the two heads in the village.

After Zhang Heng's introduction, Cang Hai realized that the thin and weak person sitting aside was the village head. He didn't look strong but had a hot temper.

But now is naturally not when Sun Zhenjun is playing tricks. No matter how popular he is, he is just a small township chief. Lu Yanzhi has a much bigger temper than him. Zhang Dami personally escorted Japanese guests down, which represents the face of County Magistrate Lu. Sun Zhenjun dares to think about giving County Magistrate Lu, so Lu Yanzhi dares to take the seat under his butt.

Sun Zhenjun smiled and reached out to hold Cang Hai for a while, and turned to Zhang Heng and said, "It's indeed a young hero. Look at Secretary Zhang and then look at Boss Cang, and I suddenly feel that we are old!"

Zhang Heng narrowed his eyes a little after hearing this, but soon returned to normal. He smiled and said, "Master Sun, you are only in your early fifties, and it is the time when you are young and strong."

Wu Mingdao almost burst out when he heard this and thought to himself: Sun Zhenjun, Sun Zhenjun, you are a brainless guy, you are really a dog meatball that is not on the table. You are showing off your face in front of Zhang Heng. Is it because of your level or your future? What kind of seniors are you playing in front of others? What is the focus of the officialdom? It’s not that age is the most respected person! You are so old that you are in the belly of a live dog. Old stick!

Sun Zhenjun's words were a bit overwhelming, and his tone clearly showed a leadership style. It doesn't matter if he is the subordinates of Canghai, but Zhang Heng is not happy. He was the representative of Lu Yanzhi this time. You, a small township chief, dare to act as a big-tail wolf in front of me, and he started to preach?

But it is no wonder that Sun Zhenjun was used to being in a remote countryside, and he brought out the tone of the superior when he spoke casually. He didn't think much of it at first, but after being criticized by Zhang Hengyi, he immediately realized that his words were too arrogant.

Akio Matsuda didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, so he said to Canghai: "Mr. Canghai, we came to the door this time to buy the melons in your field. Of course, in terms of price, we think your quotation is really too high."

"Can the price be negotiated?" Cang Hai said with a smile.

Canghai is smart and smart, but he has never been in the officialdom. How could he understand that Zhang Hengzheng beat Sun Zhenjun? When he heard Matsuda Akio talk about the price, he immediately smiled.

The first time the price is obviously inappropriate. If you need to refer to the price negotiated in the county now, you can't shout at 115 per catty. Besides, Canghai also wants to sell the melon as soon as possible. If you really see the money, then it will really increase the momentum of the village. It is better to have a 10,000-year-old ticket than to get it.

Canghai does not set up any obstacles in price, so the atmosphere in the small reception room will naturally become warm again.
Chapter completed!