Goldfinger is a bit strange

In the past, smoking was a very common phenomenon in rural areas. Among the three strange things, there was one strange thing: girls holding a big pipe.

The consequence of smoking is lung damage. In addition, the local climate is cold in winter, so there is a common disease called tracheitis.

In winter, people will cough and their throats will wheeze like a bellows.

Some people who have smoked for half their lives can't stand the coughing, so they want to quit smoking, but everyone knows how difficult it is to quit smoking.

Uncle Zhang from Jiapigou has this problem and suffers a lot in winter.

He tried to quit smoking several times, but he couldn't quit.

Later, the mute grandfather developed a method, which is to prepare this kind of medicine liquid, and finally successfully quit smoking. .

So when the villagers saw that writer Wang Er was still smoking, they all pretended to watch a good show.

Writer Wang Er didn't understand why, and thought that after the medicine liquid stuck to his tongue, there would be no adverse reactions and taste, so he didn't care.

He lit a cigarette and took a big puff. Wow, he almost finished half of it.

Just as he was about to inhale the smoke into his lungs and then exhale it beautifully, he suddenly felt a foul smell coming out of his mouth.

Wow, this smell is like a cesspool. Writer Wang Er was almost suffocated by the smoke. He quickly blew out all the smoke in his mouth and then retched.

Liu Qingshan handed him a cup of tea. Writer Wang Er drank two sips and smacked his lips. Then he felt much better.

He looked at Liu Qingshan in confusion: "What's going on?"

"It's a smoking cessation medicine. My master prepared a smoking cessation medicine. If you don't smoke, you'll be fine. If you smoke, it's like taking it... hehe."

Liu Qingshan answered with a smile. Although he didn't say it clearly, Writer Wang Er still felt nauseous.

The villagers who were watching the fun around were also laughing and joking: "This thing is effective for quitting smoking, one by one."

Someone brought in a basket of freshly roasted melon seeds, and everyone continued to chat for a while, and the writer Wang Er's craving for cigarettes came back.

The main reason was that there were many people around smoking, and it was really tempting to watch.

"Let me try another one." He took out another cigarette.

"Don't forget to apply the medicine." Liu Qingshan reminded him.

This time, the writer Wang Er used the filter of the cigarette butt to dip it lightly in the medicine juice, and held it in his mouth. It was okay, no reaction.

He couldn't wait to strike a match and take a deep breath.

The stench just now surged again in an instant, and the writer Wang Er wanted to resist it, but it was too stinky. He puffed up his cheeks and ran out of the house. With a wow, he finally vomited this time.

He was so angry that he cursed in his heart: What the hell is this thing, there is no smell without lighting it, and it's like eating shit when it's lit.

Not to mention whether he still wants to smoke, he doesn't even want to eat now.

That being said, when it's time for dinner, the writer Wang Er has made a lot of delicious pig-killing dishes.

There are a lot of guests, and the canteen of the team headquarters can't fit them at all.

Fortunately, most of them are familiar customers, and they come in groups of three or five. They are distributed to each household and are not shy.

After dinner, the loud speaker in the village sounded. It turned out that it was to call each household to attend the year-end dividend meeting.

Last year's dividend, Liu Qingshan was abroad and couldn't come back; this year he happened to be at home, so the old branch secretary and team leader Zhang discussed and decided to do it earlier.

So the shopkeepers of each family began to stroll to the team headquarters, and many of the guests were very interested in this and went to join in the fun.

The result is that the meeting room is full of people, just like a bean bun.

"Those who smoke will be strangled to death!" The old branch secretary in front shouted, and then took the lead to put away his small pipe.

Writer Wang Er also came, and he felt much more balanced.

Liu Qingshan also sat in the front. He basically stopped interfering in the operation of the cooperative in the past two years. He was only responsible for the general direction of development and really didn't know the specific income of the cooperative.

First, Captain Zhang named the names. In addition to the original members of the Jiapigou Cooperative, there are also new members every year.

For example, Wei Tiezhu, several teachers in the village primary school, and agricultural technicians such as Bai Liyan who came this year.

Then the boss announced the income and expenditure of the cooperative, and first announced the expenditure:

This year, the largest project investment of the cooperative is to plant ginseng, and all kinds of expenses add up to more than 5 million.

The guests attending the meeting were all stunned: This hole is really not small!

For a cooperative with only more than 50 households, an expenditure of 5 million is indeed a bit scary.

The second major expenditure is to increase the fund for the Jiapigou Literature Award, 700,000 US dollars.

This amount is also not small. Those outsiders were secretly shocked when they heard it: How much money can be earned in a year? It is estimated that after the final accounts are settled, every family will have to pay extra money.

Other miscellaneous small expenses, such as buying two cars and several large trucks, are actually small money.

After the boss uncle read out the expenses, the old branch secretary coughed lightly:

"These will not affect our dividends this year. These two sums of money are all from the public accumulation of the cooperative."

This statement was the final word. The villagers did not react much, but the guests were secretly shocked: This cooperative is really rich!

When they looked at the old branch secretary again, they felt that this simple old man exuded a sense of dominance.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: having money means having confidence.

Over the past few years, the public accumulation of the cooperative has also increased year by year, and most of the money has been invested, such as purchasing properties such as the Jiapigou Mountain Goods Store.

Although nothing can be seen in the short term, after a few decades, the value of these investments will be reflected.

Next, the boss uncle began to announce the income of the cooperative:wWw.7

The first category is the newly added projects. Even Liu Qingshan was a little surprised that this was the income brought by the tourism industry.

You know, the tourism industry has not yet taken off, and Jiapigou is one step ahead.

There are ticket revenues from the Dinosaur Fossil Museum and the Ancient Human Relics Museum, totaling more than 15,000 people.

Each ticket is 50 cents, and the total income is 7,856 yuan.

"Hey, it's not enough to pay for the selection fee." Zhang Ganzi shouted, it was indeed not enough. The security guards and guides hired by these two museums had to be responsible for paying for their expenses.

There are also daily electricity bills, heating costs, and maintenance costs, which all require money.

At this time, Liu Qingshan spoke: "This is a good start. In the future, it will definitely become the signboard of our Qingshan Town and Jiapigou, attracting countless tourists."

While speaking, he looked around in the crowd: "Is Xiu girl here?"

"Here, here." Chu Yunxiu's voice came from behind the crowd.

Liu Qingshan smiled: "Xiu girl has made a great contribution to the tourism industry in Jiapigou and deserves recognition."

"What is the reward?"

"Well, just give her a verbal praise." Liu Qingshan said seriously, causing a burst of laughter.

Chu Yunxiu hummed twice: "Then I will come to eat at the big house every day in the future."

The villagers may not recognize the future prospects of the tourism industry, but Liu Qingshan knows that this area must be taken seriously.

In addition to the income from ticket sales, the rest of Gu Yuan is the income from providing accommodation, catering and other aspects for tourists. These charges are not very high at present, so the profit is limited, and the total income is less than 500,000.

On average, each tourist only spends a few dozen yuan.

It is unimaginable to spend only a few dozen yuan for a trip.

The guests who attended this kind of dividend conference for the first time were a little worried: it seems that the income is not high?

The boss continued to announce that the second item was the dividends from pharmaceutical factories, wild vegetable factories and other enterprises.

Although these are Liu Qingshan's enterprises, the cooperatives all hold 10% of the shares, which can be regarded as a nominal fee, and also Liu Qingshan's care for the villagers.

Although the proportion of 10% is not much, it cannot withstand the high income of these enterprises. For example, the pharmaceutical factory has a profit of more than 10 million.

So the cooperative has a total income of more than 2 million.

The guests also felt a little excited: this is not a small amount, but it seems not enough to fill the hole.

The third item is the income from mountain products. The total income of various mushrooms, fungus, ground skin vegetables, morels, and truffles, added together, is 3.5 million US dollars.

When this number came out, outsiders were dumbfounded and thought they had heard it wrong. Most people suspected: Did they hear an extra word "ten thousand" just now?

The fourth item is the income from breeding: this is also not small, especially the live animals exported to the Middle East, the profit is also in the millions.

This is just Jiapigou, looking at the entire consortium, this number is more objective.

The guests all had the same idea in their minds: No wonder, it turns out that the big head is behind.

And the most amazing thing is that these incomes are all earned from exports, and they are all foreigners' money, which is amazing.

The fifth item is agricultural planting, mainly exporting Songjiang green rice, etc.

Finally, the total income announced by the boss uncle has exceeded 20 million yuan.

In the crowded conference room, thunderous applause rang out, almost lifting the roof.

The villagers were of course happy from the bottom of their hearts, and the guests were full of envy and blessings.

Those who can come here are all relatives and friends, so no one is jealous.

But if you want to say shock, there is still some, it is unexpected that such a small mountain village has such a powerful energy.

"We will definitely reach 500,000 villages this year. Okay, how far can one million be?"

Lin Zizhou was also present, of course. He took it as a balance between public and private affairs. After returning, he would write a good report.

Now the history of Jiapigou's prosperity has become a very typical series of reports, attracting widespread attention from the whole society.

The old secretary has become a leader in hard work and prosperity, and this year he was awarded the National Model Worker.

"Hurry up and distribute the money. I have to feed the pigs again tonight."

Zhang Ganzi shouted, and others followed suit. Of course, giving money is something that everyone likes to see.

So the boss announced the income of the members of the cooperative. According to convention, the first one was Zhang Ganzi, with a total of 490,200 yuan.

Zhang Ganzi was also anxious when he heard it: "Boss, can the cooperative lend me 8,000 first? We have to make up a round number of 500,000!"

"How can there be such a rule? You kid, go back and reflect on yourself. You are the one who is dragging us down. Because of you, we can't become a 500,000 yuan village."

The old secretary glared at his nephew, and the guests felt a little uncomfortable: You can't compare.

Zhang Ganzi squeezed forward, took the passbook, and muttered:

"Thanks to my carefulness, I saved a lot of pig bristles and sold them for more than 10,000 yuan. The total account is over 500,000 yuan, and I didn't drag the cooperative down."

Captain Zhang also glared when he heard it: "I was wondering why those wild boars have bald backs. You cut them all. This is public property and must be confiscated!"

In this era, the purchasing department will also purchase pig bristles to make brushes and the like.

It's just that each household can't get much by killing a pig, so they don't care much.

But Zhang Ganzi has many brothers under him, and they are all wild boars. The bristles are very long, so they cut them when they have nothing to do. They cut them when they have nothing to do, and they have become a millionaire.

"I borrowed it first, and I'll pay it back when I get dividends next year." Zhang Ganzi still has a sense of collective honor, and he is whining.

In the end, it was Liu Qingshan who spoke up and asked Uncle Ganzi to achieve the achievement of a 500,000 yuan household.

"I'm going to cut the bristles, no, I'm going to feed the pigs first!" Zhang Ganzi squeezed out and ran away.

This sense of collective honor still needs to be supported and cultivated.

The subsequent dividend distribution was much smoother, and each family's income was about 500,000 or 600,000 yuan.

Some of them had less because they had not yet joined the company, so they earned wages.

Shanxing was also one of the less, with a little over 400,000 yuan. The little girl received the passbook with a smile and handed it to her mother Qian Yuzhen.

Qian Yuzhen caressed her daughter's head and said, "Keep it for yourself and do more meaningful things in the future."

She also knew that her daughter donated lunch boxes for the Asian Games and was featured in the newspaper. Of course, she supported her daughter's behavior.

Shanxing nodded and handed the passbook to Linzhi: "Second mother, you should keep it for me."

The little girl was lucky to have two mothers, and besides, there was Liu Qingshan, who was both a father and a brother.

The dividends of the dumb grandfather were similar to those of Shanxing, but he also had shares in the pharmaceutical factory, so he was not a drag.

These two days, the dumb grandfather had not returned to the mountain, so he took the passbook in person and handed it to Liu Qingshan happily.

Looking at the gestures made by the master, Liu Qingshan nodded solemnly: "Master, don't worry, this money will definitely be used to purchase Chinese medicinal materials needed to treat AIDS."

More than 400,000 yuan was donated as soon as it was said. Everyone responded with warm applause and was full of respect for this calm old man.

The dividend meeting ended smoothly with applause.

Writer Wang Er witnessed the whole process and was also overwhelmed: this small mountain village has entered the golden age ahead of time.

He wanted to go back to his residence now and write it down.

People gradually dispersed, but Liu Qingshan led Shanxing to writer Wang Er. Shanxing bowed quietly:

"Teacher Wang, this is the novel I wrote, please give me some advice."

Oh, it's pretty amazing. He dared to try novels at such an old age. Regardless of the quality of the writing, this courage and love are worthy of respect.

Writer Wang Er was not arrogant at all and took the thick stack of manuscript paper:

"Let's learn from each other. I'll read it first and then give you some advice. Hey, who moved my cheese? It's an interesting name."

He originally wanted to go back to his residence and read it carefully, but as he read, he was immersed in it unconsciously.

He read it in one breath. It was 40,000 to 50,000 words, which was not long.

Writer Wang Er raised his head and rubbed his eyes. His eyes were full of disbelief. He just wanted to smoke a cigarette and calm down.

But after taking out the cigarette, he saw Liu Qingshan holding a medicine bottle and shaking it in front of him.

Writer Wang Er simply threw the cigarette away: "This, this is really written by you, Shan Xing, right? You deserve the Jiapigou Literature Award more than me!"

March, early spring.

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The gloomy sky was gray and black, revealing a heavy depression, as if someone had splashed ink on rice paper, and the ink soaked the sky and smudged the clouds.

The clouds overlapped and blended with each other, diffusing crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It was like the roar of gods, echoing in the world.

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The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red blood rain.

The city was in ruins, everything was withered, collapsed houses could be seen everywhere, and blue-black corpses and pieces of meat were seen everywhere, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering.

The streets that were bustling in the past are now bleak.

The sandy road that was once crowded with people is no longer noisy at this moment.

Only blood mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper remained, and it was indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck in the mud, full of sadness, with only an abandoned rabbit doll hanging on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff had long been soaked into wet red, full of eerie weirdness.

The turbid eyes seemed to have some resentment, looking at the mottled stones in front of them alone.

There, a figure was lying.

This was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, with tattered clothes and full of dirt, and a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and did not move. The biting cold penetrated his shabby coat from all directions, swept through his whole body, and gradually took away his body temperature.

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Following his gaze, a skinny vulture was gnawing on the rotten corpse of a wild dog about 70 feet away from him, and occasionally vigilantly observed the surroundings.

It seemed that in this dangerous ruin, it would instantly take off at the slightest movement.

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After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally completely submerged its head into the belly of the wild dog.

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