Siheyuan: Since 51

Bai Sha was closer, so she walked up to him, picked up the phone, answered a few times, hung up, and turned back.

"Brother Lin, Alipu will bring his men here at 2 o'clock tomorrow afternoon. Regarding Mi Ba and Mushroom Fish, please hand over all matters to the Special Economics Bureau..."

Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but chuckle and joke.

"Looks like I have to worry again. The whole family and all kinds of factories are constantly expanding, but the products never seem to be enough. Times of conflict are indeed accompanied by opportunities."

After lunch, Wang Xiong finally arrived, exhausted.

His skin color has become a little darker, and he has become much more reserved, but when he stands there, one can still feel the drive in his bones.

After saying hello, the two sat down.

Wang Xiong raised his eyebrows slightly and winked, "Should I call him leader or Zhiyuan?"

Lin Zhiyuan said unhappily, "Get lost! If you want to be polite, turn left when you leave."

"Hahaha, after not seeing you for several years, you're still so sharp."

……

A few words of teasing seemed to rekindle the old friendship.

After chatting for a while, Lin Zhiyuan gestured casually.

"Tell me about your experience in the Magic City."

Wang Xiong rolled his eyes and asked with a smile.

"The Special Economics Bureau is almost a weather vane of development. You asked me to come and want to hear my experience. Is this a task or an assessment?"

Lin Zhiyuan was stunned, then burst into laughter.

"If you understand it this way, there's nothing wrong with it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Xiong stood up.

"Then let's go and visit the surrounding villages. Some things cannot be explained clearly or deeply understood with simple descriptions."

This move surprised Lin Zhiyuan and greatly increased his interest.

Ten minutes later, a jeep left the Special Economic Bureau and headed west to Lotus Commune.

The newly built asphalt roads between cities and towns are wide and flat.

The trees on both sides of the road are illuminated by the sun and blown by the breeze, casting mottled shadows mixed with rustling sounds.

Not far away, people can be vaguely seen working in the farmland.

Wang Xiong sighed with emotion.

"It is thriving and full of vitality. To be honest, at the beginning, I didn't understand the requirement to distribute land to each household. However, after it was thoroughly implemented, I saw the joy on the farmers' faces and the greatly improved efficiency, and then I understood the good intentions of the authorities..."

The jeep slowly drove into Lianhua Commune. Wang Xiong deliberately stopped it and raised his eyebrows to signal.

"Go down and take a few steps."

Lin Zhiyuan agreed, "Okay, I want to see what you have in mind."

The two walked side by side on the main road of the commune.

The houses on both sides of the road have been turned into various small shops, vaguely resembling the prototype of a commercial street in the past.

Grocery stores, small restaurants, and even a tofu stall.

The sun was shining brightly and the two were sweating profusely, but they walked and stopped with great interest.

Wang Xiong walked slowly and talked fluently.

"The West is urbanizing, and we are communalizing. Both are to stimulate economic vitality, but the old man is more wise. Based on my personal investigation in the countryside, I have summarized several benefits.

First, curb the urban-rural gap. Apart from the aboriginals, the people in the city are basically workers and cadres. If the policy is tilted further, the gap will definitely widen.

Second, we should adapt to local conditions. Our transportation is not convenient, and it is not easy for ordinary people to go to the city. Turning the commune into a market will be more conducive to the circulation of goods.

Third, strategic significance. Back then, when the foot basin chickens were rampant, they could not occupy the vast rural areas despite various measures, such as coaxing, cheating, and killing.

......"

Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but have his eyes flash and was shocked. In other aspects, everything was almost the same, except for the strategic significance, which he had never thought about before.

"Good fellow, you are a philosopher, and you are studying economics?"

Wang Xiong shook his head and sighed helplessly.

"Philosophy is not down-to-earth, and I suffered a lot when I first came back. Later, I started working and gradually changed. Philosophy taught me to see the essence through phenomena, and specific work still requires personal experience."

"Yes, considering your usual passion and fearlessness, I doubt you will..."

Lin Zhiyuan didn't finish speaking, but Wang Xiong understood.

"It was very dangerous before, wasn't it? Often, without seeing things clearly and understanding them thoroughly, people would jump to conclusions, judge, and try to correct them. After a few years, I suddenly realized that it is difficult to define right and wrong."

As he spoke, he glanced sideways and gave an example.

"It's like building a road. Everyone knows that the shortest distance between two points is a straight line. But when we actually build it, we find that there are mountains on one side and rivers on the other. We turn here and take a long detour there."

Lin Zhiyuan agreed and nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, different perspectives, different ideas, black and white, that's naive."

After saying that, he asked with a smile.

"I've changed my mind. I have two choices. You can consider them yourself. Either I find a test field and you start from scratch, or you go out on a secret mission."

Wang Xiong paused and raised his hand to signal.

"Let's go. Let's go along the road and find a village to visit. As for the two choices, to me, there is not much difference. It's nothing more than receiving the mission, understanding the mission, and implementing the mission."

We returned to the jeep, pointed to a random cement road, and drove for another ten minutes before arriving at the familiar Zhangjia Village.

The cement road leads to the entrance of the village. Next to it stands a screen wall with three red characters written on it: Zhangjia Village.

On the other side, a few trees are still there.

The two got out of the car and found someone they knew.

When I was a purchasing agent earlier, I met Zhang Erdan, who could make tofu, raise pigs, grow bean sprouts, and press oil.

Lin Zhiyuan walked forward with a smile and greeted him.

"Uncle Erdan, are you enjoying the cool breeze?"

More than ten years have passed, and Zhang Erdan has become old. He squinted his eyes and looked at him for a few times. He felt that the face was familiar, but he could not remember where it was.

Seeing this, Lin Zhiyuan immediately helped to recall.

"I've been purchasing from you for 51 years. I bought a pig from you and recommended your nephew Xiaomao to work in the steel mill. Do you remember?"

Zhang Erdan was stunned for a moment, then immediately stood up.

"Oh, it's you. I remember now, I remember now. I heard from Xiao Mao that you got promoted to become a leader. This is..."

Lin Zhiyuan smiled brightly and waved his hands repeatedly.

"Uncle Erdan, I'm not a leader, I just changed my job location. After all, I'm a public servant."

After saying this, he gave a few cigarettes to the people under the tree one by one, laughed, and made an evasive remark.

"I was given a task from above to understand the current situation in the countryside and see if there are any urgent problems to be solved. I thought we knew each other, so I came here."

Zhang Erdan took the cigarette, lit it and took a puff.

"If we talk about problems, there are definitely some. For example, tractors, wells, and houses can all be improved. But we also know that our family is poor and we need to develop everywhere, so we won't cause trouble!"

Wang Xiong followed up the conversation and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the higher-ups are thinking about the farmers. These problems will be solved slowly. The cement road in the commune is proof of this."

Another old man next to him interjected, "We understand. The old man said that this is called surrounding the city with the countryside."

……

After chatting for more than an hour and walking around the village, Lin Zhiyuan and his group returned home near evening.