Golden Fishing Village

Thursday, town meeting.

The main leading cadres of each village in Qiantan Town came. Because there was a Vibrio infection in Ambergris Lake, Ao Muyang arranged for people to go to the city overnight to buy oxygenating agents, sterilizing effervescent tablets and other medicines. In the morning, he I had to arrange work, so I came a little late.

When he and Ao Fugui arrived at the town government office building, the conference room was already very busy.

It's impossible not to be lively. Qiantan Town is a big town, with more than 120 villages under its jurisdiction, which means that there are 240 or 50 people coming to the meeting!

The village cadres have various postures. There are university student village officials sent by the county and city government, who have a youthful appearance and uplifting temperament; there are villagers who are elected by the villagers, most of whom are fishermen, with dark skin and rough demeanor; there are also villagers who are elected through bribery. The nouveau riche who came to power wore gold and silver, with a big golden H hanging around their waists. Matched with their round bellies, the H belt buckle was like a sealing charm.

Many of these people didn't know each other, so they formed small groups. Basically, dogs looked for dogs and cats looked for cats. Those with gold H belts around their waists were in one group, the college students were in one group, and the fishermen were in one group. Partner.

Before Lu Zhichao came, the village cadres were chatting together, and the town government arranged for five girls to serve tea, water, melon seeds, peanuts and fruit plates.

It was better now. The village cadres were eating and drinking. They were frothing at the mouth together. Someone led a cow and passed by the town government gate. A security guard waved and said: "Is this a cow? Take a detour. There is a cow inside. There are a lot of people bragging about each other, be careful to blow up your cow!"

Because Ao Muyang came from the lake, he was wearing rain boots and his body was wet and covered in mud, as if he had mud legs.

But he is a superstar among village cadres. When he appeared at the door of the conference room, someone immediately shouted: "Hey, Brother Ao, you are here."

Ao Muyang turned around and looked, but he didn't recognize her. He waved hello politely and said with a smile, "Sorry, I'm late."

Being greeted like this by him, the village cadre regarded it as an honor. He said to the people around him in a nonchalant tone: "Oh, this is Ao Muyang, the head of Longtou Village. We had a drink together some time ago."

These village cadres naturally know him. After all, he is now promoted by the city as a star village leader. Many village cadres have come to Longtou Village to learn from his experiences.

The conference room became more lively after he entered. A group of people gathered around him, and the arms stretched out to him looked like a small forest if they were raised.

Ao Muyang was surrounded by people, constantly greeting people and shaking hands with people. He was so busy that he was almost stunned:

"Hello, Director Ao, long time no see. Let's have a drink together at noon today."

"Hello, hello, yes, long time no see. We have business in the afternoon and we won't drink at noon."

"Director Ao, I just want to ask you some questions. Do you think I can go to your village with you to have a chat this afternoon?"

"You're welcome. If you don't want to ask for advice, just come to me directly if you have any questions."

"Director Ao, let's take a selfie together. I came to the village from the county and was influenced by your glorious deeds. I must learn more from you."

"Learn from each other and make progress together."

"..."

Ao Muyang didn't expect that he was so popular. Someone saluted him directly. When he saw this scene, he panicked: I am just a village chief, not a chief. What are you doing?

Ao Fugui was also panicked. Some people greeted Ao Muyang as soon as they saw that there was no way around him.

Poor Ao Fugui didn't know any of them. He almost lost his head just trying to write down the names of these people.

In the crowd, another middle-aged man came up to Ao Muyang. Ao Muyang stretched out his hand habitually and was about to say "I've admired you for a long time." But the middle-aged man curled his lips at him and said, "Isn't this Director Ao? I'm still here I thought everyone was looking at celebrities, but Director Ao is also a celebrity, haha, I often see him on TV.”

Ao Muyang instinctively sensed that the other party was hostile to him, but he was not surprised. He was not RMB, how could he be liked by everyone?

The middle-aged man had a big belly, and the belt buckle on his belly was a palm-sized golden H. He picked up the belt and probably wanted to say something, but he was squeezed away.

In the noise, Ao Muyang could barely hear the middle-aged man shouting: "You have nothing to do today, I am the protagonist!"

It wasn't until Lu Zhichao and several other town leaders arrived that Ao Muyang was able to escape from the crowd, and someone still waved to him: "Director Ao, come and sit down."

Ao Muyang was sweating profusely: "You guys sit down first. I have a bad stomach today. I want to go to the bathroom first."

When he came back from the toilet, the order in the conference room had been put in order by Lu Zhichao, so he lowered his head and found a seat at the back to sit down. It was better to keep a low profile.

The theme of the meeting was already familiar to him, which was to inherit the fishing culture and carry forward the fishing tradition. The content was the same as what they discussed on Monday.

Ao Muyang could have stopped listening to the same things, but Lu Zhichao kept mentioning Longtou Village, so people kept looking back at him, so he had to set an example: looking forward, straightening his waist, fantasizing again and again, and wandering around the world. .

Lu Zhichao asked all villages to learn from Longtou Village. After all, Longtou Village has continuously held events such as the Yangtze River Ceremony, the Sea Opening Ceremony and the Dragon King Festival in the past two or three years. During the holidays, Longtou Village also displays some customs based on the traditions of the fishermen.

The meeting entered a free discussion period after an hour. Lu Zhichao asked the village cadres to brainstorm and work together to support this activity that benefits the fishermen in the town.

Ao Muyang grew up in a fishing village. There were many villages in the town, but the customs in each village were similar, so he understood everything they proposed, had no interest in listening, and began to lose focus.

He didn't know how long he was distracted, and then his attention was called back by a shout: "...Where did you find it? Could it be the Maritime Silk Road?"

"Yes, yes, this is a big discovery. Last year, the city also conducted an investigation into the Maritime Silk Road."

"How is the scale? Lao Yang, have you confirmed it yourself?"

Ao Muyang was startled, what are the guys talking about? Why are you so excited?

A fat man with a gold H logo on his waist stood up and said, "I'm sure. You see, I brought a piece of porcelain from the sea today. This should be a vase from the Ming Dynasty."

As he spoke, he took out a backpack from under the table. As the backpack was carefully opened, a porcelain bottle about forty centimeters long was revealed.

This porcelain vase is a beautiful goose-head vase with a slender and graceful shape, but the porcelain cannot be seen clearly because there are many small conches and small barnacles scattered around the outside. Someone took one look at it and shouted: "Fuck, this is so disgusting, so disgusting." It’s scary!”

"Do you have trypophobia?" Someone else joked.

Most people in the conference room couldn't help but stand up, and many people even left their seats and walked towards the fat village chief, vying to see the vase he displayed.