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Blunder!
Never should've had all that soup before bed. Woke up after 8 AM desperate for a pee. Didn't even put on clothes, just dashed and took a leak. Jumped back in bed to sleep so more, then woke up again at 10, still needing to pee…
By almost noon, Suming had mostly rested up and was ready to get up.
The mont he opened his eyes, he saw Su ng sitting beside the bed, eyes wide open, staring intently at him.
"Why aren't you sleeping? Sitting beside my bed so silently, are you trying to scare to death?"
"Ho ho ho!" Su ng lifted his little arms like iron columns and swung his clenched fists vigorously a few tis.
The guy had taken a bad beating from a wild boar the night before. Though not badly injured, having a pack of wild boars trample over him like a doormat was a hit to his pride. Knowing Suming was going to seek out the wild boars in the mountains today, Su ng had been revving up earlier. He had only lain in bed for two or three hours before he got up and had been sitting there waiting for Suming to wake up.
"Staring at like this… you're like a turtle eyeing eggs..." Suming said, eyeing Su ng's sowhat reddened eyes, and suddenly recalled the story of the turtle eyeing eggs.
Legend has it that after turtles lay their eggs, they won't go far away but hide nearby, remaining motionless as they watch their eggs until they hatch. It's said that sotis, turtles can even bleed from their eyes from staring at their eggs for too long without blinking.
"Ho!" Su ng turned his head and swung his fist towards the mountains again.
"Right, those wild boars are like turtle eggs! Let's go smash those eggs!" Suming laughed heartily as he dressed and got out of bed.
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As Suming walked toward the mountains, the villagers in Sun Town who had been affected by the disaster were already taking stock of the situation. They began to clear new land to make up the numbers; they were just waiting for the assessnts to be completed. Everyone would press their fingerprints to certify the damages and submit them to Sun Town. The mayor would then request compensation from Maoxi County. After the Lunar New Year, Liang Shi's classmate from the city would co down to investigate and confirm the situation, after which the compensation process could proceed.
The mayor of Sun Town, Mr. Wu, was nearly sixty and not a local. He was one of the "educated youth" sent to the countryside during the Cultural Revolution. Back in those days, the educated youth who went to the countryside had no idea if they would ever return to the city. Hence, many married local girls. When the policy to return to the city was introduced, so of them were transferred back while others simply stayed in the countryside.
Mr. Wu was one who stayed in Sun Town for more than thirty years, evolving from a young secretary in the production brigade to the mayor of Sun Town. He had been in office for seven or eight years.
In so remote areas of Huaxia, small local officials like mayors and village chiefs virtually beco little emperors of their domains; however, there are also grassroots officials who genuinely serve the people, tirelessly striving to help their communities prosper and pouring their life's work into building their hotowns.
Mr. Wu was the latter. For Sun Town, he often worked overti, personally invested funds, and faced nurous criticisms from county leaders to secure better treatnt for his town. Sadly, the reality of Maoxi County was such that no matter how much effort he put in, he couldn't make Sun Town wealthy. This remained an unresolved concern for him.
There he was, busy on the second day of the Lunar New Year, sitting in the mayor's office discussing investnt opportunities with a businessman from the city.
Sun Town might be called a town, but it is rather small, governing three villages underneath it, and not even as large as so larger villages. Thus, the mayor's office was quite modest, just a two-story building slightly larger than Suming's house, with an extra two courtyards - one where Wu and his family lived and the other serving as the office.
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If it weren't for the almost faded national flag hanging at the door, one wouldn't be able to tell this was a governnt unit.
"Mr. Hong, coming all the way here during the Chinese New Year, I really feel bad," Wu said as he took a big red plastic bag from under his desk, "We don't have much to offer here, just a little winter bamboo shoot, it's a local produce, you can take it ho and taste so fresh."
'Mr. Hong' was a man in his forties, wearing glasses, and looked gentle and refined, more like a scholar than a businessman.
He smiled politely, "Mr. Wu, you are too polite. I've been doing business for so many years, given gifts to lots of leaders, but this is the first ti a leader has given sothing."
"Oh, this is nothing much of a gift," Wu waved his hand and said with a smile, "Besides, as long as it can make the villagers earn money and get rich, everything is easy to talk about! Mr. Hong, you've co to Sun Town three tis now, what do you think?"
"Sun Town, well, it's a good place indeed, beautiful mountains and clear waters, rich in resources, perfect for breeding, certainly ideal for setting up a large-scale, pure natural wild boar farm."
Unexpectedly, the 'business' that Mr. Hong and Mr. Wu discussed was also related to wild boars, breeding wild boars.
Breeding wild boars was Mr. Hong's initiative, and when Wu heard it, he agreed on the spot. Wild boars often ca out and damaged the crops, which ant there were plenty of them in the nearby mountains, and the surrounding environnt must be very suitable for their survival. Wu had long considered turning a nuisance into a treasure, starting with wild boars, to lead the villagers to wealth.
He had even done market research, wild wild boars certainly couldn't be sold, they're a protected species, and wild boar at actually doesn't taste good; however, the 'special kind of wild boar' produced by breeding wild boars with dostic pigs was very popular in the market, the at quality inherited the strengths of both, rich in nutrients, selling for thirty to forty per pound, and good quality could sell up to fifty. Moreover, the price was relatively stable, unlike dostic pigs, too expensive to scare you, too cheap to cry over.
In short, if raised well, it was promising.
Mr. Hong first said a few polite phrases, then shifted the conversation to the main point, "But, Mr. Wu, as you know, a large-scale farm would require an investnt of several million."
"Yes, yes, that's why I'm looking for you, Mr. Hong. Who doesn't know that Mr. Hong has a big business, a few million is nothing to you, but if the farm could be built, then our Sun Town would have found its way out."
A large-scale breeding farm could first solve so of the employnt issues for the residents of Sun Town, and since it isn't heavy manual labor, the town's won and agile elderly could do the work, with the fit young still able to go out to work.
Furthermore, Wu had specifically researched the wild boar at market. While there were quite a few farms specifically raising wild boars in the country, the overall market demand was even higher. As long as the farm could be established, there would be no worries about sales.
Of course, there were many technical details involved, but after all, Wu wasn't a breeding expert; he was a township leader. His job mainly involved attracting and introducing investnt.
Hearing Mr. Wu praise his wealth, Mr. Hong shook his head and smiled, hinting at sothing when he said, "Mr. Wu, the bigger the family and business, the more expenses one has."
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PS: My brother is getting married and I need to help out, so today and tomorrow, let's stick to 8K four chapters a day.
Also, yesterday I wrote Huang Shiren as Yang Bailao... This mistake is too embarrassing, and no one is allowed to ntion it in front of again~~
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