Xianyuzicuo is nestled between mountains and water, with beautiful scenery and lush greenery.
This small village is a very distinctive mountain village. The houses are scattered in an area of strange rocks. Some of the rocks are five or six meters high and look like bamboo shoots, some are like cows lying on the ground, and some have several holes in the middle like the bright moon. There is even a stone that looks like a flying dragon!
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The houses are built among these strange rocks, and the winding paths are paved with gravel. Next to the rocks grow huge persimmon and chestnut trees. Near the front of the village, there are more than a dozen towering ginkgo trees, with ginkgo fruits hanging on the trees. A small stream meanders and gurgles through the west of the village. Near the water's edge, there are more than a dozen maple trees with a diameter of more than one meter. The branches are full of clusters of fruits like little swallows. Further out are large areas of metasequoia, with a diameter of fifty to sixty centimeters.
We walked across the small bridge made of stone slabs and arrived at the village committee.
The so-called village committee is just six thatched houses with a courtyard wall less than one meter high. A stream of mountain spring water is led out from the stream with a bamboo pole. An iron kettle sits on the stone stove in the yard, and pine needles are burning underneath.
Sun Zongyuan looked around the office. Xu Qingjun asked him to sit down and drink some mountain tea. Sun Zongyuan said:
"The scenery outside is so beautiful, let's sit outside and chat!"
Sitting on the stone bench in the yard, the mountain tea brewed with mountain spring water has a unique flavor.
Through the low courtyard wall, you can occasionally see people hurriedly coming down the mountain carrying loads of fruit.
Xu Qingjun said:
"Look at them, they are carrying their loads very carefully. They are all ripe fruits, sent from the preserved fruit factory on the other side of the mountain."
"It's been almost a year since your village's preserved fruit factory opened last year. How's it doing?"
"Secretary Sun, it's a good thing you came to our poor village last year, otherwise we would have continued to be poor."
"Forget about anything else, tell me about your village and your factory!"
"Ever since you guided us to set up the preserved fruit factory last year, we've been producing continuously for more than three months during the off-season for wild fruits. During this time, we found a 50-mu plot of land near a concentrated residential area identified by the town below and built a new factory building on 10 mu. We found the provincial food machinery factory according to the contact information you provided and purchased three sets of preserved fruit processing equipment. Now we no longer produce like a workshop, but strictly follow national standards and have even built a quality inspection room. We currently have 186 workers, 148 of whom are from our village working in the factory. Some have gone to work in the Fushan Economic Development Zone, some have chosen to stay in the mountains and forests here, and some have become large-scale pig farmers."
"That's a great achievement. How much was the sales revenue last year?"
"I'll tell you the truth. Last year, our small factory sold over 8.6 million yuan worth of goods. We claimed it was 1.2 million yuan, and we paid 90,000 yuan in taxes."
"It's not bad to achieve this result in the first year. The key is to take the first step, and it will be much smoother in the future!" Sun Zongyuan encouraged.
"How much income does the village collective have?"
"Secretary Sun, most of our village's collective income this year was spent on building factories and buying equipment. We've only saved a little this month, about 180,000 yuan. Besides farming and raising pigs, I asked someone to calculate a few days ago that the average annual income per person is around 900 yuan. Next year, we estimate it will be over 1,600 yuan. We plan to have a collective income of 400,000 yuan next year!"
Xu Qingjun said confidently.
"400,000! I guess you're the richest village in the town. If you have an annual income of 400,000, how do you spend it? How do you plan it?"
"I haven't decided yet. A few of us are thinking about whether to move to a residential area near the factory. Except for those who are willing to protect the forest, we should all move there. After all, there is a primary school there, and it is convenient for going to the market and the store."
"Our idea is to move down. In addition to the town's housing construction subsidy, we will collectively provide another 2,000 yuan subsidy, so each household will only need 3,000 to 4,000 yuan to move into a new home."
"That's fine, but I suggest your village not just focus on housing subsidies. Instead, you can go to the provincial capital's stores and collectively buy color TVs, refrigerators, and washing machines, so the people can all live a modern life!"
"Secretary, our village has a total of 156 households and more than 600 people. The things you mentioned must cost more than 1 million yuan. Don't we have enough money?"
"One is that you can get wholesale prices 20% cheaper in the provincial capital. Another is that your entire village may not relocate this year. If they do, you can either take out a loan and buy everything at once, or the town can provide a 200,000 yuan subsidy to your village!"
"Since the secretary said so, I'll buy everything at once. We've just made a plan, so we'll try to finish building the house before the New Year, move into our new home and use the new appliances during the New Year!"
In this era, some people build new houses and some buy home appliances, but I guess there is no such village in the whole region where the whole village lives in buildings and buys home appliances in a unified way. I wonder if there is such a village in the whole province?
"With policy encouragement, I believe the people are very enthusiastic about coming down the mountain!"
"Are there many households in your village with deposits exceeding 10,000 yuan?"
"Secretary Sun, I'm not sure about the exact number because we haven't done any statistics, but we know there are 17 of them. Next year, we estimate there will be over 100 households with deposits exceeding 10,000 yuan!"
"You must lead the entire village in working hard, and strive to ensure that the average income of most households exceeds 10,000 yuan next year!"
"Okay, Secretary. I will definitely complete the task!"
"Come on, take me around the village."
After Xu Qingjun led Sun Zongyuan around the village, they followed the mountain stream forward. When they came to a large pool of water covering an area of more than 100 acres, Sun Zongyuan saw a waterfall cascading down from the cliff.
Sun Zongyuan took a deep breath and said to himself:
"What a beautiful scenery, a blessed mountain!"
"Where does the water above come from? How long does it flow in a year?"
"Secretary Sun, the water above flows from a natural dam on the mountain. The area of the dam is about the same as this pool, but there is a spring that never dries up. It usually dies down ten days after National Day and resumes flowing ten days before May Day."
"What does this pool do in winter and spring?"
"Secretary, there is a mountain spring beneath this pond. It never dries up, and the stream flows like this year-round. However, the stream gets much bigger during the rainy season."
"Qingjun, I have an important task for you now. Before the Spring Festival, while maintaining the normal production of the preserved fruit factory, all villagers here will be relocated downstairs. I plan to turn your village into a tourist attraction and develop tourism!"
"Can we take advantage of the unique landscape here and let people from other places come and see the rocks and mountains? Can we make money?"
Sun Zongyuan laughed at what Xu Qingjun said, nodded and said:
"Tourism is a smokeless industry. We are so close to the city of Ganhe, and the scenery is very unique. There should be great potential for development here!"
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