Hello, 1983

The light rain fell all night.

Liu Qingshan and the uncle of the boss got up early. The rural people have long developed the habit of going to bed early and getting up early.

Right now, the two are having breakfast in the cafeteria.

After eating five big meat buns, Liu Qingshan felt that he was really full. He looked at the boss sitting next to him, holding a bun and nibbling hard.

Seeing Liu Qingshan's gaze, the owner of the car burped embarrassedly: This bun is so delicious!

Liu Qingshan didn't laugh at Uncle Boss at all, because he felt the same way, who laughs at whom?

But there was a light hum, followed by a slightly contemptuous voice: Not all dirty!

This is also a local dialect, which is roughly equivalent to the meaning of five internal organs. It is used to describe those who do not know how to eat in moderation, such as the second senior brother.

Uncle boss's face suddenly turned red, and he wanted to put down half of the buns in his hand, but he was a little reluctant.

Liu Qingshan looked at the prestige, and the person who was talking just now was a man in his thirties, wearing a four-pocket jacket, and he should be a cadre.

Being able to have breakfast at the hostel is probably from out of town, so Liu Qingshan just smiled, not going to talk to the other party. It would be meaningless to do so.

As a result, someone stood up to fight the injustice: I am a farmer who works every day, and of course I can eat it. What's so funny?

Looking at Zheng Xiaoxiao's puffy bun face, Liu Qingshan felt that this little girl was quite interesting.

Who knows, those four pockets were scolded by a little girl for the film, feeling very shameless, and also stood up: Is this your guest house in Bishui County, I thought it was the large canteen of the production team, who is it? Can you all come in?

Zheng Xiaoxiao still wanted to defend, but was pulled to his table by Liu Qingshan: Eating with anger is not a good habit.

As a result, Zheng Xiaoxiao gave him a blank look: You can't talk with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, so you would bully little girls, right?

Haha, it's good to know that you are a little girl.

Liu Qingshan still said with a smile, children like to be competitive, and middle-aged people prefer silent slaps in the face.

Hmph, you're all full of anger!

Zheng Xiaoxiao puffed up her cheeks again, muttering a stubborn donkey in her heart, then took the two-meter porridge handed over by Liu Qingshan and drank it with a spoon.

There was a sound of footsteps, and several people rushed into the dining hall excitedly.

Zheng Hongqi and the others were all wet, and their clothes and shoes had already been soaked through.

He wiped the water droplets on his face and roared excitedly: Let's get some warm first!

Beside him, was the county magistrate Wang, who was taking the towel from the waiter, wiping his head and face, and glanced at Liu Qingshan, who was sitting there with a straight waist, his eyes lit up immediately, and he strode over.

Comrade Liu, that Hong Kong businessman is indeed a counterfeit. This time, it's all thanks to you, otherwise our county would suffer great losses!

No wonder he was excited. As a mature cadre, he certainly knew the consequences of being deceived. Not only did the county suffer huge losses, but his political life would also come to an end.

And all of this is because of this miraculous young man in front of him, the one who made Hong Kong businessmen show their feet.

In the same way, Zheng Hongqi also followed, and reached out and patted Liu Qingshan on the shoulder, calling him even more cordially: Qingshan, you are good!

It looked like an older brother treating his younger brother.

Has anyone caught it?

Liu Qingshan also smiled, It's mainly Magistrate Wang and Magistrate Zheng. You have a pair of piercing eyes and saw the true face of Hong Kong businessmen.

Caught!

The two were still excited, and Zheng Hongqi waved his hand imposingly: That guy also realized that it was not good, and wanted to drive away overnight, our militia is not a vegetarian,

The net has been set up long ago, and a militiaman drove a small four-wheeled car and drove the car into the ditch, hahaha!

Zheng Hongqi let out a loud laugh, and he heard the sister beside him stunned: what, what, the stubborn donkey actually made a contribution, didn't he just follow him for a meal?

Liu Qingshan was not surprised at all. At this time, the militiamen were slightly inferior to the regular army. They used the slack time for training every year.

Everyone can shoot, and there are some sharpshooters among them.

But he also has a question: Are you sure the militiamen are driving small four-wheel tractors, not tanks?

Also dumbfounded is the uncle of the boss, who forgot to eat the buns in his hand: What the hell is Qingshan doing? It seems that besides visiting the store, he just eats and sleeps?

There is also the man with four pockets just now, who is not embarrassed to stand on the side. He is from the L County Commercial Bureau. When he comes to transfer a batch of materials, he must be approved by the county magistrate.

But seeing Magistrate Wang chatting and laughing with the young man he satirized just now, he thought about it: I'm afraid I'll blow this batch of articles.

For fear that the half-eldest boy would make a crooked mouth and say a few bad things about him, which would confuse the matter.

In fact, Liu Qingshan didn't bother to care about him. He was thinking about how to strike while the iron was hot and put the loan business into practice.

There was a sound of heavy and hurried footsteps. The waiter saw that it was Secretary Gao and rushed in with red eyes, and hurriedly handed over the towel.

Secretary Gao wiped his face indiscriminately, and then walked over to this side: Pharaoh, Xiao Zheng, is that guy really a fake?

Seeing the two of them nodding together, Secretary Gao couldn't help but patted his head hard: Ah! I was almost cheated by that bastard. If that's the case, how can I still be alive?

Annoyed for a while, he then asked, How did you find out?

Magistrate Wang whispered in his ear for a while, Secretary Gao suddenly burst out laughing, rushed to Liu Qingshan, raised his hand and clapped: Little Liuzi, he is a good boy.

Liu Qingshan's shoulder sank when he patted him: Secretary Gao, I made a mistake.

No, it's also luck that the blind cat meets the dead mouse, little Liuzi, you are a lucky general, hahaha!

Secretary Gao laughed, then waved his hand: Waiter, order a few more big buns and treat our little lucky general well.

Touching his bulging belly secretly, Liu Qingshan grimaced: Secretary Gao, I just ate five buns, and I've eaten all of them!

Puchi! Zheng Xiaoxiao's laughter came from the side, and the girl wondered in her heart: Do you want to change the stubborn donkey into a rice bucket?

The four pockets of the L county next to him are sweating on his head: My mother, who is this half-eldest boy? Even the secretary here greatly appreciates it.

He secretly warned himself in his heart: Disaster comes from the mouth, and in the future, he must take care of his broken mouth.

Of course, the loan thing cannot be said on this occasion, so when the secretary and the county magistrate had finished eating and walked to the county government, Liu Qingshan only mentioned to Zheng Hongqi.

Without waiting for Magistrate Zheng to express his position, Secretary Gao waved his hand: Approved!

If it wasn't for this little Liu Zi, 100,000 yuan would have been wiped out, and Secretary Gao couldn't afford to pay for such a huge loss, so in the end, he could only pay with his life.

At this time, the cadres were thinking of the common people, and they were very principled.

The big watermelon has been kept, who cares about the little sesame you borrowed?

Zheng Hongqi also asked casually, Qingshan, what are you going to do with the loan?

Liu Qingshan borrowed a big umbrella with Zheng Hongqi, and put his body together: It's used in our village, and we don't have the money to buy rapeseed from the greenhouse.

Is it a plastic greenhouse to grow vegetables?

Magistrate Wang asked casually.

Zheng Hongqi smiled: I just asked me for help a few days ago to pull back the plastic sheeting and bamboo springboard. This kid is going to rely on me.

Upon hearing this, Magistrate Wang knew that this project was followed up by Zheng Hongqi, so he stopped talking.

Zheng Hongqi asked Liu Qingshan again: Then how much are you going to borrow?

Liu Qingshan laughed happily: Don't need too much, there is a hundred thousand yuan, which should be almost enough.

What, 100,000 yuan?

Zheng Hongqi staggered under his feet and almost slipped.

Secretary Gao next to him was also dumbfounded: You are all thinking about the 100,000 yuan, right?

In the rain curtain, there was a lot of laughter from everyone.

I have to repay this, and I have to repay interest.

Liu Qingshan muttered and continued: If you don't have 100,000 yuan, 50,000 yuan will be enough.

You have so many loans in your village, what's the use?

Zheng Hongqi is no longer joking.

He originally thought that a few hundred dollars would be enough for a loan to buy rapeseed, but UU reading www.uukanshu.com did not expect this little guy to have such a big appetite.

Scared people to death!

The uncle the boss finally woke up. He wanted to understand how much 50,000 yuan was in his mind, and quickly grabbed Liu Qingshan's arm: Qingshan, we can't cause so much famine, and we won't be able to pay it back for a lifetime!

Liu Qingshan's arms were soaked by the rain, he looked up at the gloomy sky:

I can see that the wheat autumn is almost here, and the sky is not sunny. I am worried that the rain will continue and the wheat will sprout, so I plan to build a pig farm in the village and raise more pigs.

Secretary Gao on the side laughed again: Liu Zi, it's a good thing that you want to set up a pig farm. Now you are advocating farmers to engage in side jobs.

Immediately, he changed his words: However, this is all looking at the beginning of autumn, and the weather will clear up soon. The cloudy and rainy thing you said definitely does not exist.

After finishing speaking, Secretary Gao patted his chest: I used to grow crops for decades, and I'm quite old-fashioned, but I haven't encountered the kind of thing you said. You little Liuzi, worry about it.

Liu Qingshan blinked and did not continue to refute. He really couldn't explain the reason for this kind of thing, and even if he said it, it would not have much effect.

Moreover, there is no drying tower at this time, and the wet wheat is still wasted when it is recovered.

With such a huge amount, Zheng Hongqi is not easy to decide. After discussing it with the county magistrate Wang, he gave an answer: The bank's funds are also relatively tight, at most 10,000 yuan can be loaned to your village.

Well, ten thousand is ten thousand.

Liu Qingshan couldn't tell the truth: How can you come up with 100,000 yuan in one fell swoop when you cooperate with Hong Kong businessmen?

Being able to get a loan of 10,000 yuan is already due to his merits this time. Otherwise, don't even think about 10,000 yuan, but 500 yuan is very likely.