Village chief Qin Zhenhua saw it. Zhang Daman took the lead in planting mulberry trees and raising silkworms, and became a household of ten thousand yuan in one fell swoop. Although he, the village chief, never thought about getting promoted. He had never thought about getting promoted or getting rich.

In fact, in a remote village like Shike Village where the emperor is far away, the village cadres are still very simple, without those open and secret struggles, except for the black sheep like the village party secretary Xiang Guoyuan.

"Village Chief, this time I came to see you, mainly to talk to you about getting rich in our village." Zhang Daman still remembered the scene of looking for Qin Zhenhua that day. Although he had been dating Qin Lin for a long time, the village chief Qin Zhenhua was also his own father-in-law, but he rarely came to the village chief.

The reason is very simple. Qin Lin likes him. Not everyone in the village chief’s family likes him, and no one doesn’t like him.

Anyway, that kind of subtle relationship is strange.

Of course, Qin Lan is also a close and distant existence to him...

Village chief Qin Zhenhua narrowed his eyes slightly and asked with a smile: "What's the matter of getting rich?"

Since Zhang Daman achieved initial success in raising mulberry silkworms, the people in the village have also looked at him with admiration. At first, those who were skeptical and even wished that Zhang Daman would fall into the bottomless abyss had begun to change.

How could the villagers whose poverty limits imagination have thought that Zhang Daman could make money by planting leaves and feeding the inconspicuous silkworms through this model and becoming a household of ten thousand yuan.

You know, he is a famous soft egg in Shike Village, the number one soft egg!

Although this title is only Zhang Daman's previous life, these villagers did not know that Zhang Daman was a reborn person and had lived again.

Originally, at a normal age, Zhang Daman is now Zhang Xiaoman. This bloody rebirth is a mess of time and space?

"Promote mulberry cultivation and silkworm cultivation in the whole village!" Zhang Daman said with a smile, "I am responsible for technical training..."

Village chief Qin Zhenhua was stunned, "The whole village planted mulberry trees and raised silkworms? Is this possible? Daman, you have to think clearly."

"Zhuxing, village chief, think about it, if our village takes the lead in planting mulberry trees and raising silkworms, let the villagers get rich and strive for a well-off life, everyone will be a household that has 10,000 yuan. As the village chief, you will be very proud, right?"

Zhang Daman decided to use his own "fire tricks". If he did not fool the village chief Qin Zhenhua mobilized the villagers to not grow corn and followed him to plant mulberry seedlings and raise silkworms, that would be absolutely impossible.

Farmers have their limitations, and they will only see the benefits in front of them and have no long-term plans.

However, Zhang Daman also expressed his respect symbolically when he found the village chief Qin Zhenhua. As for the village chief Qin Zhenhua agreeing or not, he would still mobilize villagers to plant mulberry trees and raise silkworms.

Because he has seen that it will not take long in the future, Lingfeng County will enter the era of people growing mulberry trees and raising silkworms.

It’s not about seeing it, but about the experience of the past life. This is already at the forefront of the storm. If the villagers of Shike Village are mobilized to plant mulberry trees and raise silkworms, they will make arrangements from it, and everything will be easier.

However, it is more efficient to launch the campaign through the village chief Qin Zhenhua than to lobby one by one.

Village chief Qin Zhenhua thought for a while, "Daman, is it really reliable? If I mobilize the villagers to grow mulberry trees and silkworms, it would be fine if I can really make money and make a living. If I don't do it well, I will lose my grains. What will the villagers eat? By then, I will become an eternal sinner!"

"Village Chief, you also saw me growing mulberry trees and raising silkworms? I didn't starve to death, did you?"

"Well, that's not."

"Village Chief, don't hesitate. I believe that it won't take long to go to the county and town to issue documents to let the villagers grow mulberry trees and raise silkworms!" Zhang Daman said affirmatively.

It would be useless to say it. Zhang Daman thought, "This way, you organize the villagers. I will train me to plant mulberry and silkworms. It is based on voluntary principles. Even if there is any mistake in the end, you don't have to bear any guilt. Is it okay?"

Qin Zhenhua thought for a while, "Okay, anyway, you can do the training of mulberry planting and silkworm breeding technology. I will not interfere with you, and I will help you organize the villagers to learn."

With the village chief's words, Zhang Daman felt much more relieved and grinned, "Thank you, the village chief."

He had already made up his mind. When more farmers invested in mulberry planting and raising silkworms, his chance would come.

Whether it is scaled, acquisition of cocoons, or taking commissions from them as technical consultants, it is an incalculable income.

The income is still too small if you rely solely on your own hands to grow mulberry and silkworms.

Zhang Daman would not stop at the idea of ​​earning 20,000 or 30,000 yuan per batch of cocoons. He has been a salted fish for his whole life in his previous life, but he will never be a salted fish for his whole life.

Even if it turns into a salted fish in the end, it is the saltiest one.

"Yiyi, when I was leaving, I wrote a song to give it to you!" Zhang Daman took out a piece of paper from his pocket, hand-written the manuscript, and handed it to Cai Yiyi.

Cai Yiyi was shocked, and in addition to being surprised, she also looked surprised, "You can still write songs? Isn't it true?"

Zhang Daman thought to himself, how could I write songs? Anyway, I have been reborn and returned to this era. I will copy a song that has not yet been born to the singer and give it to Cai Yiyi and let her sing it. Maybe she can take off in the music scene!

Cai Yiyi unfolded the paper and came into view. The song was called "Red Beans", and the lyrics read:

Haven't felt it well yet

The climate of snowflakes blooming

We tremble together

Will understand better what gentleness is

Haven't held hands with you yet

Walking through the deserted sand dunes

Maybe learn to cherish it from now on

The sky is long and the earth is long

...

Zhang Daman hummed according to the tone he had learned long ago. This was not a song he wrote, but it was just a song he had heard in his previous life, lyrics written by Lin Xi, and sung by Faye Wong.

Rebirth is so good. I am not a lyricist, I am just a porter.

I brought this song that was popular all over the country and gave it to Cai Yiyi. I can also brag that this song was written by myself.

Cai Yiyi listened carefully. With her musical cells, listening to such tunes, she had already rippled in her heart and her eyes were wet.

"Beautiful, extremely wonderful!" She danced with her hands and hugged Zhang Daman and kissed him deeply on the cheek, almost completely intoxicated in this song, "Daman, did you really write this song? I have never heard of it, and I have seen such a wonderful song."

"Of course I wrote it. Have you seen it in the Chinese music scene?" Zhang Daman raised his eyebrows, patted his chest shamelessly, and bragged, "Hehe, you know, I am an all-rounder, a genius-level versatile, knowing everything..."

Cai Yiyi stared at this face for a long time. No matter whether she is handsome or not, she still has a bad face. If she is involved with a musician, it really doesn't match the style and doesn't match it.

But it was such a person that the song he gave to Tsai Yiyi deeply shocked Tsai Yiyi's soul.
Chapter completed!