After walking for more than two hours, everyone only visited one group.
But that’s enough. For the rest of the situation, just go to the village committee and listen to the village chief.
When they arrived at the village committee, when their buttocks touched the chair seats and when the chair backs supported the tense muscles around their waists, many people let out a satisfied moan.
The village chief Huang Youquan brought in a few plates, each of which contained a peeled but still uneaten pomelo.
He explained with a smile: "Dear leaders, the grapefruits in our village are delicious! If you are tired from walking, try some!"
Gao Yuanming also said, "Secretary Huo, Mayor Cao, Mayor Xiao, this pomelo is really good. I come to their village every year to get some for myself and to give to friends."
Huo Qianli picked it up and squeezed it, "The skin of this grapefruit is very thin!"
On the other side, Xiao Yao was even quicker, throwing a piece into his mouth, his eyes lit up, "Hmm! Delicious!"
Huo Qianli took out the pomelo, broke it in half, took out another piece, slowly tore off the skin, took out a piece of milky white and slightly yellow flesh, put it in his mouth, chewed it gently, and immediately his eyes lit up.
The texture of the flesh is different from the honey pomelo we usually eat. It is not so firm and dense, but it is crispy and tender in the mouth, with the right amount of sourness and sweetness, and is not lacking in moisture.
"Secretary Huo, is this okay?"
"Mm, delicious! It's really good. I'll get some back later!"
"Yes, yes!" Huang Youquan smiled and said proudly, "It's not fully cooked yet. It will taste even better when it is fully cooked!"
Huo Qianli was eating a grapefruit when his expression suddenly changed.
Is there any use for this pomelo?
This thought suddenly came into his mind.
"Are there many people growing grapefruit in our village?" Huo Qianli asked.
"It's a lot, but it's not a lot either." Huang Youquan started to talk nonsense and explained, "Every household grows some, but not much. Only a few households have a little more, with one or two acres of orchards, which they sell, but they can't get much money, barely better than farming."
He sighed, "We are just unlucky. We finally have some pomelo trees to show off but we can't afford to promote them."
Huo Qianli asked in confusion: "Why do you say that?"
Gao Yuanming helped explain, "Secretary Huo, the town had thought about replicating the model of Hushan Village before. We looked at what good things each village had and could help develop them. We also set our sights on the pomelo tree in Niujiao Village. But the problem is that it takes at least four or five years to grow a pomelo tree, even if it is grafted, and another one or two years to reach the peak fruit-bearing period. This time is too long."
Huo Qianli nodded, and with some regret, he temporarily suppressed this thought, and said with a smile: "We can slowly find a solution. Village Chief Huang, please tell me about the situation of the other groups in your village."
Huang Youquan nodded and began to speak.
By the time everyone finished chatting, it was almost six o'clock in the afternoon.
The sky was already getting dark. Huo Qianli closed the notebook in his hand and said to Huang Youquan with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work today, Village Chief Huang."
Huang Youquan said quickly: "No, no, Secretary Huo, you are the ones who have worked hard, going up and down the hills, why don't you just have a meal here before leaving!"
Huo Qianli waved his hand, then looked at the two village chiefs of Zhuyang Village and Yaowang Village who had been doing nothing all day, and said, "Tomorrow, you two will have to work hard."
The two waited for a whole day and finally got clear news. They nodded excitedly.
The tireless car carried the tired people, a bag of eggs and a few grapefruits, and slowly left.
The three village heads stood at the gate of the village committee of Niujiao Village, watched the car slowly leave, and put down their hands to greet.
Huang Youquan took out a cigarette box from his pocket, handed one to each person, and said, "Secretary Huo is different from the previous leaders!"
"Indeed, following him, you can see that Secretary Gao has changed."
"Do you think it's possible for us to become like Hushan Village?"
“That’s a bit unrealistic!”
After a burst of laughter, Gao Qiang, the village chief of Zhuyang Village, said, "Okay, I'm leaving now. Let's prepare for tomorrow's reception."
Zhang Yongfa, the village chief of Yaowang Village, also nodded and said, "Well, I have to go back and make some arrangements as well!"
Huang Youquan politely asked, "Eat your meal first!"
"No, no, I won't eat until I finish my work!"
The two men waved their hands and walked out, then stopped.
Huang Youquan asked curiously: "Claws?"
Gao Qiang and Zhang Yongfa turned their heads away, wanting to cry but unable to, "Damn it! Our motorcycles are still in town!"
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