The clivia's condition improved rapidly, and Li Xiangdong also planned to build a greenhouse with agricultural film on the adjacent open space using adobe bricks.
Clivia flowers in winter and spring.
It was early winter, and everything was desolate, but the flower shed was full of life.
The leaves are lush and green, and the flowers are delicate and bright, blooming in rows.
Chen Zaohua and the two elderly men were busy in the greenhouse, repotting, dividing the plants, fertilizing, rotating the flowerpots, and adjusting the angle of sunlight...
Many villagers like to sit in the flower shed when they have nothing to do.
A stove was burning in the greenhouse, making it warm and cozy, and the humidity inside was just right.
It's quite comfortable to stay inside during the winter.
Gradually, people became acquainted with Chen Zaohua, who came from another village.
Once she got to know Chen Zaohua, some kind-hearted older women inquired about her marital status and what kind of men she liked, offering to introduce her to potential partners.
By this time, Chen Zaohua was already able to earn a salary with her own hands to support herself and her son, and she no longer had any intention of finding a man.
She was worried that her aunt and uncle would be unhappy if she declined.
Unexpectedly, the old woman slapped her thigh and said with a smile, "Marrying a man means you have food and clothing. If you can earn your own living, you don't have to rely on a man."
Other aunties and grandmas holding their grandchildren chimed in, saying that they lived more comfortably and that if it weren't for the fact that men could earn money, who would bother serving them?
Unexpectedly, the people of Lijiapo were so open-minded, and Chen Zaohua felt more at ease staying in Lijiapo from then on.
She and Li Lan got along very well, and Zhang Huan also enjoyed taking Xiao Leizi out to play. No one ostracized them.
During this period, Li Xiangdong made several trips to Beijing, keeping an eye on the acquisition of red ginseng and ginseng.
With winter approaching, the ginseng farmers had basically sold out of their ginseng and red ginseng, and Li Xiangdong and his group took this opportunity to make a fortune.
Xu Yunfeng and his group are now completely devoted to working for Li Xiangdong.
After all, a powerful figure who can make money, is willing to share it with his brothers, and has connections at the top is a rare find.
Xu Yunfeng now just wants to cling tightly to Li Xiangdong's coattails, hoping that if one day this coattails rise to the heavens, they can also take them to see the scenery from above.
After careful treatment, Xu Yunsong finally recovered his health, his mind was able to function again, and his eyes looked much more agile.
With the money invested by Li Xiangdong, Sun Zhihe took over a shop and officially registered a partnership limited company called Shunchi Find House, which specializes in the business of second-hand housing transactions and rental housing.
Li Xiangdong took the approval slip and went to the foreign trade company to get a special license for a desktop computer with a large head unit, which cost 3,000 yuan. He then went to the post office to apply for a telephone line, which cost 2,000 yuan. These were all for use by Shunchi Real Estate Company.
In Li Xiangdong's words, for this industry, information is a resource and data is a livelihood. They must use the most advanced equipment to obtain first-hand information in a timely manner in order to facilitate business and earn intermediary fees.
In order to master computer skills, Sun Zhihe even enrolled in a night school training course and studied typing day and night.
In addition, Li Xiangdong used the money he made from reselling ginseng to buy four smaller courtyard houses and two street-front shops.
Seeing Li Xiangdong buying houses as easily as buying groceries stirred up the interest of everyone around him.
Zhou Hongsong, Luo Yonggang, Bai Yulong, He Chaochao and others also took action.
Whether it's a few houses or a small courtyard house, they are now considered to have businesses in Yanjing City.
On this day, light snow fell, and the air was gloomy.
Li Xiangdong, carrying the snow frog oil, thick and burly deer antler with thorns and flowers, deer placenta cream, and fresh tiger penis that Xu Yunfeng had specially sent from Northeast China, invited Liu Junbo to visit Liu Donglai, who had already been appointed as the Vice Minister of Commerce.
Despite having made an appointment by phone beforehand, they still waited from morning until after 8 p.m. before finally seeing Liu Donglai.
Liu Donglai sat wearily on the sofa. His secretary thoughtfully handed him a cup of rich, fragrant tea to refresh him, and added, "You have a meeting at 8:40 tonight."
After saying that, he tactfully left, closing the door behind him.
Looking at Liu Donglai, who had lost some weight but was even more dignified, Li Xiangdong was filled with emotion. Who could have imagined that in just three years, Liu Donglai could rise from a county-level official to a provincial-level official?
Such a speed of promotion is something that even someone racking their brains wouldn't dare to imagine.
In Li Xiangdong's words, this wasn't just a rocket-like promotion, it was an atomic bomb-like promotion.
Of course, the higher the official position, the greater the responsibility.
Seeing Liu Donglai wasn't difficult before, but now Liu Donglai has no time for himself, making it very troublesome for Li Xiangdong and the others to meet him.
How have you two been lately?
Liu Donglai took a sip of tea and asked the two people in front of him.
Liu Junbo's life at school was relatively simple, and he briefly talked about his academic and practical experiences.
Li Xiangdong then gave a brief introduction to his recent new business.
“Uncle Liu, if we want to earn foreign exchange through exports, our products don’t have an advantage. If we rely solely on resource exports, it’s like draining the pond to catch all the fish – a good thing for the present but harmful for future generations. I think it would be better to develop our country’s advantageous industries, so that we have what others don’t. If they need something, they’ll have to spend money to buy it from us.”
Liu Donglai was well aware of what he was saying!
It's easier said than done.
What others don't have, I have?
What does New China now have that others don't?
Thinking of this, Liu Donglai asked the question.
Li Xiangdong had already prepared his answer: "Our great Chinese civilization has lasted for thousands of years without interruption, continuing to this day. This is unique in the world. It has only declined in the last hundred years. I have read in newspapers and books that foreigners admire our porcelain, silk, Chinese herbal medicine, Xuan paper, and so on."
"What is national is also international. Why not make these enterprises bigger and stronger, increase exports, and as long as we take the lead in mastering the right to set the rules for these products, we can use these products to earn foreign exchange continuously."
"We have already protected the cloisonné making techniques and the secret recipes of traditional Chinese medicine. Next, we need to package them well and sell them to foreigners."
"Now, in the eyes of foreigners, our country is like an ancient witch full of mystery. Why not make these products seem mysterious and sell them at the highest prices? After all, what cannot be easily obtained is the best."
"Of course, state-owned enterprises alone cannot achieve this. Only by letting private enterprises in can we stir up this stagnant water."
"But this requires the support of national policies. If the state can expand the autonomy of foreign trade operations and the scope of local import and export commodities, it will certainly mobilize the enthusiasm of all parties and expand the channels for Chinese products to go global."
Li Xiangdong spoke fluently, and the room fell silent as Liu Donglai and Liu Junbo listened intently.
"Knock knock knock~"
There was a sudden knock on the door.
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