Secretary Ning and the director of the Agriculture Bureau came by car.
The director had heard of hybrid rice a long time ago and was very interested in it, and kept looking through the data.
Secretary Ning frowned, and he pulled Secretary Qin from the commune and whispered, "The bolder the people, the more productive the land. This was a slogan from the 1960s. It's not popular now. If we're caught cheating, we'll all be in big trouble!"
Secretary Qin said quickly: "Secretary, even if you give me ten times the courage, I would not dare to forge it. This is all true, absolutely true."
"Last year, one mu of land weighed less than 400 kilograms, but this year it weighs more than 800 kilograms. It sounds fake!" Secretary Ning paused and said, "You can arrange for someone to weigh it again in front of me and Director Zou. When the higher-ups come to inspect, I will have the confidence to deal with them."
Secretary Qin had no choice but to arrange for someone to go to the granary and weigh the grain again.
The result of this weighing was one and a half pounds more than the last time, which is within the normal range.
Secretary Ning was stunned and said, "Could it be that you mixed in the grain from other brigades..."
"Secretary, you think too much." Jiang Wanyue couldn't help but speak, "Our Xiaojing Brigade was the first to finish harvesting, and other brigades are still busy. In addition, all this grain must be registered and handed over to the grain station. If other brigades give it to us, their production will be lower, and the grain they get will be less. Who would do such a thankless task?"
The director of the Agriculture Bureau said, "This is the strength of hybrid rice. It should be promoted nationwide. Please compile a copy of this data for me and I will write a report and submit it to the city's Agriculture Bureau!"
Two days later, the municipal party secretary and the municipal agriculture bureau director also came to inspect, asking various questions and taking photos. At the same time, they asked Secretary Qin to arrange for someone to weigh in again.
The results from weighing were similar to the previous two times, within plus or minus two kilograms.
The city's inspection was over and the provincial inspection team also arrived.
This time, Professor Zhou also came along, accompanied by Assistant Liu.
"Did the yield per mu really reach 812 kilograms?" Professor Zhou frowned and asked, "In the other test fields, the highest was 750 kilograms and the lowest was 630 kilograms, but the Xiaojing team exceeded 800 kilograms, which is almost the same as the data in our laboratory. Have you ever investigated the reason?"
Assistant Liu immediately said, "It was the help of fertilizers. Lianhu County allocated funds to buy fertilizers, which is the main reason for the increase in rice production."
"The experimental field that I mentioned that produced up to 750 kilograms of fertilizer was the one that was spread with it," Professor Zhou said. "The fertilizer only increased production to a limited extent, so it wasn't the main reason. It must be something else, or maybe the weight was wrong."
The provincial party secretary said calmly: "Then we should weigh it again. It's still early and we are not in a hurry."
Therefore, Xiaojing Brigade convened the people for the fourth time and put it on record.
With so many important figures around, the villagers didn't dare to watch the fun. They were busy with their own things from a distance, and would whisper a few words from time to time.
Jiang Wanyue is the deputy party secretary of the village. She is responsible for receiving these inspection teams and serving tea and water to everyone.
The provincial party secretary's eyes couldn't help but stop on the tea set. It seemed to be made of bamboo, with exquisite appearance, retro patterns and colors. It gave people a pleasing feeling even before drinking tea.
He said, "This tea set is very nice."
"As long as Secretary Qu likes it." Jiang Wanyue said with a smile, "This set of tea sets is a new product developed by our bamboo weaving factory. We plan to sell it to foreigners. Do you think it can be sold, Secretary Qu?"
Secretary Qu took a sip of tea and said, "It's hard to say."
The country now encourages exports to earn foreign exchange, and coastal factories have inherent advantages, but their inland cities lack opportunities and it is difficult to achieve basic indicators.
It is simply a pipe dream for a bamboo weaving factory in a village to sell its products abroad.
Jiang Wanyue looked at Secretary Ning who was sitting next to her and gave him a wink.
Secretary Ning looked confused.
He accompanied the provincial party secretary to inspect here, and was asked all kinds of detailed questions about hybrid rice on the way. He was not a farmer, nor was he the director of the Agricultural Bureau, so of course he couldn't answer these details. He had already been given a lot of cold stares, and now he just wanted to be an invisible and transparent person.
However, seeing Jiang Wanyue winking at him, he seemed to understand something.
He said quickly, "Secretary Qu, let me introduce you. This is the deputy branch secretary of Xiaojing Brigade and the director of the bamboo weaving factory and the non-staple food processing factory. After she became the director of the bamboo weaving factory, she raised 36,000 foreign exchange for our Lianhu County. This is the first foreign exchange for our county!"
Secretary Qu's calm expression then changed.
Generally, only foreign exchange exceeding 100,000 will be reported to him.
Although 36,000 is not a lot, it is definitely not a small amount. Moreover, for a village-run factory, this amount of money is even more precious.
Secretary Qu sat up straight and asked, "What does the batch of goods sold to foreigners look like?"
Jiang Wanyue asked the people nearby to go to the bamboo weaving factory to pick up the goods.
After a while, the bamboo bag was brought over. It was a very delicate bag, but it couldn't hold anything.
Secretary Qu is a man, so he can't understand this thing even more.
"Secretary, our factory price for this bag is 12 yuan, but after the foreigners ship it back to their country, the price is 3,000 yuan." Jiang Wanyue saw Secretary Qu's shocked expression and continued, "I was wondering, why can't we sell this bag to foreigners ourselves? Then wouldn't our country make the 3,000 yuan?"
Secretary Qu shook his head: "Cross-border trade is even more difficult."
"It's difficult to sell across borders, so what if we sell them in our own country?" Jiang Wanyue smiled. "Places frequented by foreigners, such as guest houses, friendship stores, airports... If we set up counters to sell bamboo woven bags popular with foreigners, wouldn't it also help generate foreign exchange? Moreover, this is our country's traditional handicraft, and it can also promote the culture of the Chinese nation."
Secretary Qu was shocked.
Friendship Store is originally a place to sell goods, so we won’t talk about it for now.
A guest house for foreigners is a place for them to stay and eat, and an airport is a place for them to board planes. How can we sell things in these two places?
I always feel something is wrong.
"Secretary, our country is in urgent need of foreign exchange to buy advanced foreign machines and weapons. As long as we can earn foreign exchange, we don't care what means are used." Jiang Wanyue said, "The bamboo weaving factory is developing a variety of handicrafts, mainly targeting foreign customers. We have also obtained tickets for the Canton Fair in November. I am confident that our products can go abroad and earn as much foreign exchange as possible for our country!"
These words make one's blood boil.
Secretary Qu nodded: "Okay, then I'll have someone arrange a counter for you at the Friendship Store to try it out."
"Thank you, Secretary!"
Jiang Wanyue was overjoyed.
Secretary Ning's face was full of disbelief.
The Friendship Store was built by the government, and most of the people running the business there were overseas Chinese with connections, as well as a small number of foreign businessmen.
A village-run factory actually got an admission ticket. It must be said that Director Jiang is really eloquent and even Secretary Qu was convinced.
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