As soon as he entered, Gu Yunyang asked with a smile, "Secretary Hao, you look rosy-cheeked. Something good must have happened."
Although Gu Yunyang didn't listen carefully to the phone call just now, he roughly caught some key words.
It was probably a call from the city.
Sure enough, Hao Jianshe said with a smile, "Mayor Chu from the city just called to inquire about bicycle production and the semi-mechanized threshing machine you came up with."
As for the diesel engine, they didn't say much.
I don't know if the reserve cadres didn't mention it, or if they did mention it but it wasn't taken seriously because it consumes diesel fuel.
Gu Yunyang wanted to develop an energy storage engine, but unfortunately, batteries were hard to buy these days, and he couldn't get them himself either.
It requires the use of chemicals such as concentrated sulfuric acid.
These things are not easy for ordinary people to buy.
Gu Yunyang didn't care anymore; he just did it on a whim.
As for whether or not to promote it, it depends on the opinions of those in power.
Gu Yunyang offered a few words of congratulations, and Hao Jianshe laughed, "You kid, isn't this all thanks to you? By the way, what brings you here today?"
Gu Yunyang smiled and said, "It's all thanks to Secretary Hao's leadership. I'm here today to deliver dried sweet potatoes. At the last meeting, I suggested that sweet potatoes are difficult to store and transport, but they're just too big and heavy."
So I suggested making some dried sweet potatoes. I made some when I went back a few days ago, and the finished product was ready yesterday. I'm bringing some over today for Secretary Hao to try and see how it tastes.
Hao Jianshe was taken aback. Oh, so that's how it is.
Gu Yunyang deftly pulled out a large oil paper package, placed it on the table in front of him, and opened it.
A faint, refreshing fragrance wafted out.
Chestnut sweet potatoes are good to begin with, but Gu Yunyang used his wood-type superpower to accelerate their ripening, making them taste even better than ordinary chestnut sweet potatoes.
Not only is it more nutritious, but it's also sweeter and has a subtle, refreshing aroma.
That's why Gu Yunyang was confident enough to tell Director Yan to find someone to make sweet potato chips himself.
That tastes definitely can't compare to what Gu Yunyang makes here.
When the contract is signed with the supply and marketing cooperative, the sweet potato chips made by the Hongqi Brigade will definitely not be as good as those made by Gu Yunyang.
But it's definitely better than what outsiders make.
Gu Yunyang often wanders around the brigade's fields, using some wood-based abilities as well.
If the effect is spread evenly across all the land, it will not be noticeable.
However, the quality of crops can still be improved to some extent.
"This dried sweet potato?"
Hao Jianshe was taken aback, picked up a piece and tasted it: "Hmm, that's the taste. It tastes just like the dried sweet potatoes my grandma used to make when I was little."
In reality, the dried sweet potatoes made by Hao Jianshe's maternal grandmother were definitely not as good as those made by Gu Yunyang.
However, Hao Jianshe's memory is also filled with emotion, namely, his longing for his grandmother.
When you add the two together, they naturally feel about equal.
This is similar to how many people in later generations always say that the meat and fish they eat nowadays don't taste like the food they had when they were children.
On the one hand, the extensive use of hormones in later generations has resulted in these ingredients not being as good as they used to be.
One reason is industrial pollution, which has led to a decline in the quality of food ingredients.
But more likely, it's the lingering feelings of longing from childhood that's at play.
Hao Jianshe didn't stop eating once he started.
By the time he realized what was happening, he saw that he had already eaten more than half of the dried sweet potato on the table.
Hao Jianshe smiled awkwardly: "It's been so long since I've tasted this flavor. For a moment, I had completely forgotten about it. Your sweet potato chips are really delicious."
Gu Yunyang naturally wouldn't expose Hao Jianshe, nor would he dwell on it.
What you give away to someone else belongs to them.
How Hao Jianshe handles it, even if he finishes it on the spot, is his own business.
Gu Yunyang changed the subject, saying, "Secretary Hao, my plan is for our Hongqi Brigade to grow more sweet potatoes. We can donate some to the Central Plains region, and we plan to make dried sweet potatoes and negotiate a deal with the supply and marketing cooperative. What do you think?"
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