Chapter 213:

On the third day of the first month, Wang Limin left home with Xiaoqiu, first riding a car to the county seat, putting the car in the dormitory of Song Xiucheng, and then took the car to the area. From the area, transfer to the city of Dadian, and to the city of Dadian, you can take the train to the provincial capital.
This road tossed, bumpy, Xiaoqiu, when the old man swayed to the provincial capital, it was already the fourth day of the first month of the first month. The two men walked out of the train station with dizziness, and saw the crowds on the train station square. Occasionally, there were cars passing by the square. There were no groups of taxis and no vehicles like water... Looking around, riding a bicycle There are many people, but more are walking.
In this case, two people want to take a taxi and have no place to fight, so they have to take the letter written by Zheng Qiushi, ask the passers-by for the bus stop sign, then, pour two buses, near dusk, the Wang family and the father finally arrived. The gate of the provincial hospital.
After Zheng Qiushi rehabilitated, his original house was also put back. It is a set of small unit buildings for six years, two rooms plus a small foyer, and there are only about fifty bungalows.
Two houses, one study, except for a single bed, almost all other spaces were filled with books. The other room was a double bed, and Zheng Qiushi took the initiative to sleep in the study room and arranged Xiaoqiu in the big bed room. As for Wang Limin, he made a floor shop in the foyer.
Early the next morning, Xiaoqiu woke up early~EbookFREE.me~ The door of the room was still closed, and the old man was sleeping in the floor of the entrance hall. It was obviously a long-distance car tossing and tired him.
Xiaoqiu did not wash his face and was alarmed. He simply combed a ponytail, wiped his face with a towel, and went out.
Yesterday, when she came by bus, she saw many restaurants on the street, and there were also snack shops. However, most of them read the words 'state-run'. She just wanted to get up early to see if there were any private hawkers stalls besides the hotel snack bar... Of course, I could bring it back soon.
The building where Zheng Qiu lived was in the dormitory area behind the hospital, separated from the hospital's outpatient ward by a wall. Usually only a small door was opened for the hospital staff to enter and exit.
According to the common sense of the previous world, the hospital is usually accompanied by a snack street, so Xiaoqiu went out of the dormitory and went to the back door of the hospital. As soon as she went out, she saw a 50-year-old aunt holding a vegetable basket in one hand and a kettle in the other. She smiled and greeted her.
Sure enough, she did not guess wrong, the aunt is to buy breakfast back, the food basket is filled with fritters, the kettle is filled with hot soy milk.
After the aunt pointed out, Xiaoqiu had a small bend and found a place to sell fritters, but it was a state-run restaurant and sold breakfast. Going in, the storefront is similar to the Red Flag Hotel in the county. The simple lobby has four or five sets of wooden tables and chairs, and the window is for lunch. A small window next to it is the place to pay the bill.
She looked at it, in addition to the fritters of soy milk, as well as tofu brain and sweet foam, the first three are almost everywhere, sweet foam is a special snack in the provincial city of J, is a kind of noodle with a variety of spices Generally, there are peanuts, red beans, gluten, noodles, vegetables, etc. The main ingredients are cornmeal or millet noodles.
Xiaoqiu looked at the big pot and sipped the sweet foam that was bubbling. The color was golden, the heat was elegant, and the rich fragrance was brought straight to the nose, causing her to subconsciously swallow.
The breakfast is a fat uncle in his forties. Looking at Xiaoqiu’s appearance is very interesting. He smiled heartily:
Shantou, if you want to eat sweet foam, you have to go to the window there to invoice, and you can come over and play sweet when you open the ticket. Moore."
Xiaoqiu was a little embarrassed. He smiled and thanked him. He invoiced for breakfast and hurried out of the breakfast shop.
There are more people on the street, but they are all going to work to go to school. The streets are clean and clear, there are no shops, and there are no vendors. Well, she thinks too much. In the impression, there was a report about the suburbs. The peasants went to Beijing to sell vegetables. When farmers go to the city to sell vegetables, they can be reported in the news. It is still new. It seems that it is 81 or 82 years. Now in 78 years, there are still several years!
After trying to understand, Xiaoqiu put away all kinds of unrealistic thoughts and began to follow Zheng Qiushi. The way of learning is similar to that of the Taiping Health Center. It is still where Zheng Qiu Shi went where she went, seeing a doctor, going to the medicine, gun medicine, and even watching the decocting in person... but soon, Xiao Qiuyi Found a difference, even if Zheng Qiushi returned to the provincial hospital, it is not as comfortable as the Taiping Health Center.
Small places have small places to be leisurely and casual, big places have big places of information, scientific research conditions advantages ... really have their own advantages and disadvantages, this is a dilemma!
After Wang Limin handed Xiaoqiu to Zheng Qiushi, he went to contact the factories and units in the provincial capital. He did not think about selling the eggs to the provincial capital at once, but he thought that he could understand the situation and the eggs could not be sold. Come over, you can sell anything else!
This connection really made him find a new business. J City Oil Factory mainly produces peanut oil, and buys peanuts in large quantities all the year round. Wang Limin counts it. The price is much higher than the purchase station in the town. If the peanuts are sent to the provincial capital, the freight and loss will be removed. earn.
Sanhe Village, and even the Taiping Commune and the adjacent Yihe Commune and Liuhe Commune are the old roads of the Old Yellow River. The soil is dominated by sandy loam. Sandy loam is not conducive to water and fertilizer maintenance, not as fertile red soil, but it is very suitable for planting economic crops such as peanuts, sweet potatoes, yam and so on. However, the main purpose of the ethnic land in the village is to fill the stomach, so the wheat and corn are the main species. Peanuts and sweet potatoes are all grown, but they are only supplemented. The planting area is small and the yield is limited.
If it is possible to expand the peanut planting area, and then buy it to the provincial capital to send ... a pound to earn two points, 10,000 pounds can also have two hundred. The openness of the oil plant, tens of thousands of pounds, hundreds of thousands of pounds ... that is a lot of two hundred!
Originally, the peanuts of the oil plant also need to be transferred. They are all acquired by the state's supply and marketing system, and then the distribution plan is unified, and then transferred. In this way, the oil plant is not enough to eat every year, and there are more than half a year in a year. The machines are not fully opened, and the output cannot be raised...
When Wang Limin came, it was also a coincidence. Just a younger new factory manager took office and was ready to make some achievements. When he met Wang Limin and contacted him in the name of the brigade, he felt very fresh and very interesting. He called him to the factory. The long office asked.
Wang Limin did not dare to say how much he could send. He had a lot of peanut production in his village, and he also had a general understanding of the situation in the surrounding villages.