C10 A Secret Recipe Passed down from Ancestors

"Director Liu, I just reported it to the leaders of the Poverty alleviation team. They want you to ask the villagers for their opinions and see what they say. When the time comes, they will report it to us and let us discuss and decide. " Officer Qiu said.

Liu Zhenhua was stunned. "They want the villagers to agree?"

"Yeah, if the villagers don't agree and you insist on doing it, we won't support your proposal. " Officer Qiu smiled.

Actually, Officer Qiu had been helping the poor in the Fallen Mountain Village for a long time, so he had some connections with the villagers.

When Liu Zhenhua's poverty alleviation plan spread in the Fallen Mountain Village, someone called Officer Qiu to complain.

Officer Qiu took advantage of the situation and set up a trap for Liu Zhenhua, telling him not to bring up this plan again.

Using Feng Zhizi to help the Luoshan Village escape poverty was a huge joke. If they could successfully escape poverty like this, wouldn't they be able to help the poor village escape poverty just by thinking of a way?

Liu Zhenhua could only tell the truth, "Officer Qiu, there are some villagers who still don't understand my poverty alleviation plan. I am working on their thinking. "

"If they don't agree, our poverty alleviation group will think of another plan. " Officer Qiu hung up the phone with a smile.

Liu Zhenhua was anxious. If the poverty alleviation group did not support his work, the villagers would not agree with him.

In the eyes of the villagers, the higher-ups thought that his plan would not work. Then his plan might not work. How could he carry it out in the future?

Just as Liu Zhenhua was thinking, Li Shuilian's voice came from outside. "Liu Zhenhua, come out!"

Liu Zhenhua heard it and walked out. He saw Li Shuilian standing outside the door aggressively.

"Good, you ingrate. Is our Song Family not good to you? When you were studying, It was us, Old Song, who helped you set up school fees. You even borrowed 5,000 yuan from our family and haven't paid it back yet. Now that you are the village director, You want to use our secret brewing recipe? You have to know, it's Old Song who pushed you to be the village director. Otherwise, you're nothing. " Li Shuilian angrily pointed at Liu Zhenhua and scolded.

Liu Zhenhua understood. The Feng Shui Zi Wine was brewed by the Song Family. When Li Shuilian heard that the Luoshan Village wanted to make Feng Shui Zi Wine on a large scale, she came over to scold him.

Liu Zhenhua said awkwardly, "Aunt Li, I'm only talking about the plan. It hasn't been implemented yet. Isn't this asking for everyone's opinion? When Uncle Song comes back, I still need to ask for his opinion. "

"Our Song Family doesn't agree. This is our family's secret recipe for making money. Why should we give it to everyone to use?" Li Shuilian shouted.

Liu Zhenhua felt a headache coming on. If the Song Family refused to take out the secret recipe for the Feng Zi Wine, it would take them a lot of time to research another plan.

After Li Shuilian left, Old Spear," Liu Zhenhua called Old Spear. I have a problem here. Maybe others won't agree to take out the secret recipe to brew the Blue Feather Wine. I wonder if we can make the Blue Feather Wine with Blue Feather Wine ourselves. Will it have such an effect? "

" This is a bit troublesome. Last time, the researcher told us that the secret recipe passed down in our family with many years of practical experience would definitely have better effects. If we use Feng Zhizi to directly brew the wine, there would be a certain effect, but it definitely wouldn't be as good as the old secret recipe. " Old Spear said, "When I have time, I'll look for the researcher and ask him for guidance. "

Liu Zhenhua gratefully said, "Old Spear, I'll have to trouble you. "

"You're welcome, we are classmates. " Old Spear smiled.

As Li Shuilian scolded Liu Zhenhua, the villagers of the Fallen Mountain Village became even more conflicted with Liu Zhenhua's poverty alleviation plan.

The wine brewed by the Song Family was different from other people's. The unique sweetness was not something that could be replicated by others. This was also the reason why the Song Family wine was so easy to sell.

The setting sun slowly fell from the hillside on the west side of the village. The faint red corners of the eye wiped a thin layer of tranquility in the grass. There was a beautiful scene. This was the origin of the name of the Fallen Mountain Village.

But Liu Zhenhua's mood was not good at all. He thought that he had found a good way to help the villagers escape poverty, but he did not expect that his plan would be suppressed from the beginning. It might be premature.

A tricycle drove over from the entrance of the village and stopped unsteadily.

Song Lifang jumped down from the back of the tricycle. She said worriedly to the inside, "Dad, take your time to get down. Don't fall. "

"It's fine. The doctor said that my legs are much better. I'll be fine after some rest. " Song Min got off the car with Song Lifang's help.

Song Min looked at the bumpy yellow dirt road behind him hatefully. "This road has been there for many years. It needs to be repaired. "

"Yes, Uncle Song. If you want to make a fortune, you have to repair the road first. We have to repair the yellow mud road for a few kilometers. " Liu Zhenhua went up and said excitedly.

Building the road was Liu Zhenhua's first target.

The yellow mud road that was a few kilometers into the mountain village was too difficult to walk on. Many big cars did not want to take the road of their village. This was also one of the reasons why the Fallen Mountain Village fell behind.

The Fallen Mountain Village needed to develop, so it was impossible to not repair the road.

Not to mention the goods, even if one sat in the car, they would be bumpy.

"Alas, it is easier said than done. This is the village road, not the village road. " Song Min shook his head and sighed. "I heard that the cost of building a four-meter wide cement road is 3. 5 million yuan per kilometer. Our yellow mud road is 8 kilometers. It costs 2. 8 million yuan. The town said that they can help us apply for support from the higher-ups. However, we can only apply for half of the funds, and the other half will be from our village. How can our village have money? "

Liu Zhenhua asked," Is there no quota to help us build the highway? "

"It's not that we don't have it, but we have to wait. After all, this is the village road, and it belongs to our village. They don't have such clear rules to help us. Besides, the higher-ups are also short on funds. They need money everywhere. How can they care about a small poor village like ours? " Song Min shook his head helplessly.

Song Lifang looked at the haggard Liu Zhenhua and said, "Brother Zhenhua, I heard that you have come up with a poverty alleviation plan. How is it?"

Although Song Min and the others were in the county, the news had already reached their ears.

"Officer Qiu does not agree, and the villagers also object. I think it will be troublesome. " Liu Zhenhua said dejectedly.

"Zhenhua, I heard it from hearsay too. Tell me in detail. " Song Min said.

Liu Zhenhua looked at the luggage in Song Lifang's hands and said apologetically, "Uncle Song, aren't you going home first?"

"There's no rush to return. Let's go to the office and chat. " Song Min thought for a moment and said, "Lifang, take the luggage home. "

"Yes, Dad. " Song Lifang took her luggage home.

Liu Zhenhua wanted to help Song Min leave, but he pushed him away. "Zhenhua, don't help me. The doctor said it's good for me to walk on my own. I can move my muscles and bones. "

When Liu Zhenhua and Song Min arrived at the village office, Song Lifang also came over. She was holding a bottle of Feng Zi wine in her hand.

"Brother Zhenhua, this is the Feng Zi wine brewed by our family. Try it. " Song Lifang handed it to Liu Zhenhua.

"Thank you, Lifang. " Liu Zhenhua also wanted to try out the effects of the Feng Shui Zi Wine. This way, when he tried to sell it to others, he would be able to say one, two, three.

Song Lifang smiled and walked into the office.

Song Lifang entered the office and just like how she was at home, she started to boil water to make tea for them.

When Liu Zhenhua saw Song Ming sit down, he told Song Ming the plan and everyone's reactions in detail. When Song Min heard this, he secretly frowned. "Zhenhua, your idea is very bold. I was also shocked when I heard it. But now that I've heard it from you, there's a chance. "

"Yes, Uncle Song. If we can promote the brand of Feng Zhizi, our Luoshan Village will not be a poor village anymore. " Liu Zhenhua's eyes lit up.

Song Lifang, who had finished pouring the tea, sat on a chair next to Liu Zhenhua. Her beautiful eyes had been secretly watching Liu Zhenhua.

"Dad, I think what Brother Zhenhua said makes sense. Our Luoshan Village has been poor for so long. If we want to develop, we have to take an unusual path. There are a lot of them in our Luoshan Village. If we can develop them, our village will not be poor. " Song Lifang looked at Liu Zhenhua with admiration. Her beautiful face once again showed her previous shyness.

Liu Zhenhua was indeed a man with thoughts and courage. Not long after he returned, he was able to think of such a bold plan to develop the Luoshan Village.

If it was done, the stone that had been pressing down on her father's heart could be moved away.

Song Min thought for a while. Gritting his teeth, he slammed the table and said, "Alright, Zhenhua. This is a rare opportunity for our Luoshan Village. We will work together with you. "

"Uncle Song, you agree with my plan? Let's go to the villagers' house and talk, Song Ruiping said. " Liu Zhenhua excitedly stood up and knocked over the teacup on the table.

But Song Min shook his head and said: "Zhenhua, you don't understand the people of our Fallen Mountain Village. The more you speak, the more they think that your plan is not good. It might be to trick them. "

"What should we do?" Zhen Hua asked. Liu Zhenhua asked.

"Only we can do it ourselves first. " Song Min said, "Only we can sell the Blue Feather Wine to make money. When the time comes, even if we don't have to look for them, they will come and beg us. "

"Right, right, we will do that. " Only then did Liu Zhenhua understand what Song Min meant.

The villagers were afraid of poverty. They might not dare to try something that others had never done before.

But Liu Zhenhua and the others did it first. If they could really earn money, then the villagers would listen to him.

Using facts to speak was the truth.

Suddenly, Liu Zhenhua raised his head and looked at Song Min. "Uncle Song, can you take out the secret recipe of the Blue Feather Wine for everyone to use? This is passed down from Aunt Li's ancestors. "

"The Blue Feather Wine we brewed is very good. Compared to ours, the wine brewed by others is on a completely different level. " Song Min proudly stood up. He said, "But as long as we can make the villagers rich, what's the big deal about this secret recipe?"

"Uncle Song, thank you. You have paid too much for the Luoshan Village. " Liu Zhenhua excitedly rushed forward and hugged Song Min.

Song Lifang looked at Liu Zhenhua hugging her father in shock. Could it be that this was Liu Zhenhua's usual action?

Liu Zhenhua also hugged Song Min before letting go. "Uncle Song, after dinner, I'll go to your house to have a chat. Tomorrow, we'll start preparing the Feng Shui Zi Wine. "

Liu Zhenhua also knew that he couldn't use the small-scale method used by the Song Family to make the wine. He could only make a small amount for his family to drink. What they needed to do now was to brew the wine on a large scale to reach a certain scale. Only then could they promote and sell it outside.

"Liu Zhenhua, don't come to our house tonight. I don't agree. " Li Shuilian's angry voice sounded outside the office door.