On Sunday morning, Lu Dong packed up, took two pieces of paper, and went to the brigade yard with Hu Chunlan. The paper was filled with things he had written down in the past two days. It was not clear enough and it was not systematic. It was all ghost painting talismans that he could only understand.

Whether it is writing letters or writing these things, Lu Dong can see his biggest weakness.

It will definitely be charged in the future.

Of course not now. He doesn't have this time. He missed the opportunity to start the university town, and it will be difficult to find such a good opportunity in the future.

Walking on the old street, Hu Chunlan suddenly asked, "The one who often writes to you is Liu Wan's female top scholar Liu Zhaodi?"

"Yes." Lu Dong said casually: "I didn't write it often, I just wrote it twice."

Hu Chunlan didn't know what she was thinking, and muttered: "Liu Zhaodi..."

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There was a crisp sound on the ground, and Lu Dong's foot was trapped in the ice, and a piece of black mud was stained with her sneakers.

Recently, the thick layer of ice and snow frozen on the ground has melted a little, and it will collapse from time to time to time and bite people's feet.

Lu Dong was helpless and found a stick on the side of the road and wiped the black mud on his feet.

"In our old street, the weather is a little warmer and it turns into a cement road." Lu Dong threw away the stick and said, "I don't know when it will be repaired."

Hu Chunlan walked in front: "The village has no money and can't do anything."

This is really true. If you don’t have money, you want to improve your living environment, it’s all empty talk.

Turning onto Ji Street and entering the yard of the brigade, Hu Chunlan said to Lu Dong: "You go, I'll go to your aunt's place for a while."

Lu Dong went straight into the office, and several people sat in it.

Several people came over there one after another.

Those who can participate in this meeting today are recognized by the village.

Of course, with Lu Zhenlin's prestige in Lujia Village, if he really wants to shoot the board, everyone will listen.

When it was almost eight o'clock, Lu Dong took a closer look.

Two people from the brigade, Lu Zhenlin and Accountant Li.

Then there was the backbone generation in his thirties and forties. Lu Jianguo arrived. Lu Jianwu rushed over from Quannan, and Li Banshan, one of the best business in the village, was doing the timber business.

Next is Tie Gongji Uncle Tie, who has been a professional chicken raising company for many years, is also relatively wealthy and knowledgeable in the village.

Lu Dong moved a stool and sat near the iron rooster.

In the office, he is the youngest.

But after these months, no one has any objections.

Lu Zhenlin sat at the desk, focused on looking at the notebook in his hand, his two thick eyebrows were like swords.

Every decision he made later will be related to the future and destiny of Lujia Village.

Lu Lanlan ran in from outside the courtyard, moved a horse stool and sat between Lu Dong and the iron rooster, holding a box of sorghum candy in her hand, and enjoyed her eating.

Lu Dong reached out and said, "Lanlan, give me one."

Lu Lanlan looked at Lu Dong, looked embarrassed, and finally made up her mind to take out a piece from the box and put it on Lu Dong's hand.

The iron cock turned his head and looked at it, and the look almost made Lu Dong jump up.

Lu Dong returned the sorghum candy to Lu Lanlan: "Brother Dong teases you."

Lu Lanlan took it over, stuffed it into her mouth quickly, and muttered: "I knew that Brother Dong would not steal food."

Lu Zhenlin looked around the office and saw that everyone was almost there, saying, "Everyone is quiet!"

The office immediately became quiet.

The person stopped talking, and another voice emerged.

The iron cockerel had a radio hanging on his wrist as usual, playing music lightly.

"Looking at the sky above the sky above the head, walking on the flat road, facing the whole house of children and grandchildren, I will clear my wishes in my heart! Looking at the sky above the head, walking on the sky above the head, walking on the flat road, it is difficult to open the road, so people later sigh for you..."

The recent experience has had a great impact on Lu Zhenlin: "If you want to make money, you can only develop side jobs! I have considered three aspects. First, I did paint like Kangjia Village in the upper reaches of Qingzhao River. The county paint factory went bankrupt. A few masters in our village came back. They have technology and experience! Painting has a large market demand, mainly in the furniture and construction industries. Our village has advantages. Lao Wu manages the three companies and can take care of them in some ways."

"The paint industry cannot be handled well and will harm descendants!" Lu Jianguo is engaged in the construction industry and knows a lot. The first one is to oppose: "The production of small workshops and the toxicity of chemical products must be considered. Uncle San, the small factory in Kang's family, made the lower reaches of Qingzhao River smell like a stinky place!"

Lu Dong said at the right time: "I have classmates from the Kang family. I heard that the small chemical factory, that is, the paint workshop, all the nearby trees were dead."

Lu Jianwu has been away for many years and has broadened his horizons: "The country will sooner or later to control chemical pollution. Quannan has already been very strict. It is too risky for us to launch a small workshop like Ma."

The iron rooster didn't know so many principles. Based on his own experience, he said: "When autumn came, I went to the river to brush a basin. When I came back, I forgot to rinse it with tap water and directly put the water for the chicken to drink. More than ten chickens died."

Everyone knows that the broiler chickens you raise can even be scared to death without any trouble, but the iron rooster also shows how serious the pollution in the river is.

Li Banshan also said: "I walked by near the small chemical factory, and the smell was unbearable."

Seeing that no one agreed, Lu Zhenlin said: "The second one is a brick and tile factory. Our village did it in the early years. It was abandoned in the past ten years and it was not picked up again. But everyone is there and the technology is there. If it is re-made, it can lead the new with the old. Many people in our village are engaged in the construction industry, and there are many people who know this industry, and the sales of brick and tile are easy to open up. I heard that red brick and red tile have been rising prices..."

Lu Dong could hear that what the third grandfather considered was that Lujia Village had always had advantages.

Whether it is paint or bricks, they are closely related to the construction industry.

One of the most famous business in Lujia Village is a bricklayer. In recent years, there have been people like Grandpa Wu and his uncle who have a certain say in the Qingzhao construction industry.

There is nothing wrong with using existing advantageous resources to drive the development of Lujia Village.

From nothing to something is the most difficult. Whether it is to start a business in an individual or a village collective, of course you have to choose the one you are best at.

But according to Lu Dong's memory, brick and tile factories, like paint factories, will become the target of rectification in a few years.

With this policy alone, the small factories in the village cannot survive.

If it is really closed, the above will not be overly verbally speaking. This kind of small factory that destroys land resources is one-size-fits-all without any negotiation.

Lu Dong was considering what to say, but Lu Jianguo spoke again: "Uncle San, is the price increase of red bricks and red tiles true, why is the price increase? Beihe is the largest brick and tile production site in Quannan. A large number of kilns that burn bricks and lime are all closed down. The supply of goods is tight, so the price increase of goods will naturally increase."

Lu Jianwu had obviously not communicated with his father enough, and said at this time: "Brother Jianguo is right. We must consider the policy. I have a college classmate in the Resources Department. The policy risks in this industry are too high."

Those in the village who have a lot of knowledge and business operations come to discuss it is just to brainstorm. Lu Zhenlin is very prestige, but he also knows that he is old and he will inevitably ignore all aspects.
Chapter completed!