"You're still laughing."
"How can I not laugh? Youcaoling is going to get rich."
At this time, the old secretary standing nearby heard this and hurriedly asked, "Secretary Jiang, what did you just say?"
"Old Secretary, pork is now 80 cents to 1.5 yuan a pound. Even if we sell it for 50 cents, we can still sell a pig for 100 yuan. Do any of our villagers catch wild boars every year?"
"Yes, Lao Yazi has a homemade gun, and he's the most accurate shot. But he's had problems with his hand for the past year, so he can't shoot anymore, and he can't make bullets either. But he knows how to dig traps, and sometimes he can catch two or three a year, and he shares them with the village."
"I see."
"I'll organize some people to dig a few more traps in the mountains this afternoon. Does Director Jiang have any good ideas?"
Jiang Tang held his chin in his hand and said thoughtfully: "Let me think about it."
At noon, Jiang Tang, Meng Si Ning and Lin Xiaodi cooked together.
Little brother Lin was still complaining that his sister had lied to him, saying that He Yan was there.
When the results came, no one was there.
Meng Si Ning shrugged. She had originally wanted to ask Jiang Tang for her phone number and call He Yan's workplace directly from home, but Jiang Tang didn't hear it.
Just as he was complaining, He Yan's voice suddenly came from the door: "Tangtang, I'm here."
Jiang Tang, who was in the kitchen, put down the potatoes in her hand and said happily, "Oh, we don't have to cook today."
Little Brother Lin had already run out: "Brother He."
"Siyun, you are here too."
"Well, Brother He, my sister and I are leaving Xinliang to live in Jing City. I will never see you again."
"Why did you suddenly go to Jing City?"
"My sister is going to work in the translation department."
"He Yan, you came at the right time. We don't know how to cook."
He Yan looked at Jiang Tang pouting and lying, and smiled helplessly: "Okay, I'll do it."
As he said that, he took Lin Siyun to the kitchen.
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