Rebirth of the World’s Richest Man

   Chapter 707

  After a few people greeted at the entrance of the village, a group of people divided into two waves and walked into Jianhua Village.

  Looking at the rows of brand-new brick houses in the village is an eye-opener for Reporter Qian.

  From time to time, stop to take pictures and ask some things.

   "Manager Jiang, I can ask, why did you want to make canned food in the first place, and what was your original intention?"

  Qian reporter asked while taking pictures.

   "Reporter Qian, is your question an official interview?"

   Jiang Xiaobai asked with a smile.

Reporter Qian stopped taking pictures, stood up and looked at Jiang Xiaobai and nodded and said, "Yes, since I'm here, I will start working. Otherwise, maybe other reporters will come. You don't even have time to see me. Up."

   "How can it be," Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile: "Actually, my original intention was very simple. At the very beginning, I wanted to survive because the Jianhua Village at that time was too poor.

  You have to rely on the state’s relief food to survive every year. I’m not afraid of your jokes. Some people have many children in their families. Every time when they don’t pick up, the adults in the family will go out to beg for food.

  To be honest, when I first came to Jianhua Village, I was really scared and uncomfortable. I was born in a worker's family, and my father had taken advanced individuals many times, although the family was not too rich. But you can also eat a full meal, and you can eat dumplings during the holidays. "

   Jiang Xiaobai said, reporter Qian was also a little emotional, he could see from Jiang Xiaobai's expression.

  These things should be Jiang Xiaobai’s personal experience, and that expression cannot be faked.

  Actually, the only place where Jiang Xiaobai lied in this passage is that he came across, and his life in the previous life was a hundred times better than that of the villagers in Jianhua Village.

   But that’s it, reporter Qian was shocked.

  "After our educated youth went to the countryside, it added a great burden to Jianhua Village. We also couldn't get enough to eat. After our 14 educated youths paid rations, I wondered how to feed the big guys.

So I discovered the yellow peaches on the mountain. Yellow peaches and yellow peaches have been valued and cultivated on the land of our country three or four thousand years ago. By the Qin and Han dynasties, various important varieties of peaches had been cultivated and grafted with persimmons. The golden peaches continued to multiply into today's yellow fleshed peach population. "

   As soon as Jiang Xiaobai's voice changed, Huang Tao was introduced, and reporter Qian's expression was a little weird.

  What do you mean? Did you ask me to advertise for you in the provincial newspaper?

  And Jiang Xiaobai continued to talk endlessly: "The nutritional value of yellow peaches is also very good. It is rich in vitamin C and a lot of lycopene, carotene and various trace elements needed by the human body.

  Eating every day can play a role in laxative, lowering blood sugar, blood lipids, anti-free radicals, removing dark spots, delaying aging, improving immune function, etc. It can also promote appetite, which can be called a healthy fruit and a healthy peach..."

  "Director Jiang, Director Jiang..." Reporter Qian interrupted Jiang Xiaobai.

  He couldn't stand it anymore. He thought that Jiang Xiaobai could just talk about it. Without a manuscript, he could still read it for two hours.

  But I didn't expect it, this Jiang Xiaobai said it was endless.

  It's a pity not to do sales.

   "Director Jiang, I will selectively reflect what you said in the article." Reporter Qian said.

"Okay, let's continue. After founding the canned educated youth, we have made money. We can eat enough ourselves, but I see the villagers still suffering. I feel particularly uncomfortable in my heart. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. I don’t think it’s okay for me to have enough food. I have to bring my fellow villagers to get rich together."

  Qian reporter opened his own small book and wrote a few words on it. From the village of begging for food to the first village in the province, common prosperity is the key.

   "Can I visit these people's houses?" Reporter Qian said, pointing to the new house not far away.

   "Of course there is no problem." Jiang Xiaobai nodded and walked over with reporter Qian.

   "Boom, boom, boom,"

  "Who, Director Xiaobai. Please come in, hurry..." The aunt who opened the door was particularly enthusiastic.

   "Aunt Wang, this is reporter Qian from the provincial capital. I want to interview you." Jiang Xiaobai finished the introduction, then turned to reporter Qian.

   "Reporter Qian, I won't go in,"

   "Thank you, Director Jiang." Reporter Qian nodded. Jiang Xiaobai was present. He had some questions that were not easy to ask.

  Even if she asked, this aunt might not dare to say anything.

  Of course, Jiang Xiaobai is standing at the door, and there is no difference in theory, but it is enough to go to two more houses in a while.

   "Auntie, what do you think of Jiang Xiaobai?" Reporter Qian asked with a smile.

  "Director Xiaobai, let me tell you this. If there is no Director Xiaobai, can you tell me if you see me now?" the aunt said.

  Qian reporter was startled, and said: "What do you say?"

  "A few years ago, our son and daughter-in-law left early, and we were left with a grandson and me. I was ill. I couldn’t get out of bed for three days and couldn’t earn work points.

Later, the manager of Xiaobai came to the factory, built houses for the poor families in the village, provided a job opportunity, and established a household contract system with Party Secretary Huang. The family was allocated land and a pig farm was established. There will be dividends at the end of the year..."

  The aunt said her feelings sincerely, she said that her eyes were red.

  In those two years, it was really difficult at home. Needless to say, my grandson went to school, but life was very difficult.

  Now, the little grandson is already sitting in the bright school, he also lives in a new house, and has invested in a pig farm.

  Sitting at home every day and doing nothing, I have money to spend.

   "That is to say, I don't want to build any shrines now, otherwise, I have to confess the director Xiaobai..."

  After coming out of Aunt Wang’s house, Reporter Qian’s mood was also very bad, not because of other things, but because the original Jianhua Village was really too bitter.

  Jiang Xiaobai didn't ask anything, reporter Qian went into two more households for interviews.

  The news was similar. No one said anything bad about Jiang Xiaobai. When Jiang Xiaobai was mentioned, they were full of praise.

   And Jiang Xiaobai’s status in Jianhua Village can also be seen from the middle.

  At noon, everyone had a meal of game at the educated youth cannery.

  After eating, everyone left contentedly.

  However, as soon as reporter Qian and others left, Jiang Xiaobai received a call again. A reporter from a newspaper in the south came over.

  In the next few days, Jiang Xiaobai could not do anything, either, or on the road to receive reporters.

  On the other side, Song Xin and Song Weiguo are also hurrying to do what Jiang Xiaobai explained.

  Every night, Song Weiguo communicates with Jiang Xiaobai and reports on finding a place to open a factory.

  And the matter of registering Huaqing Longhu Company is almost the same.

  (End of this chapter)