Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 84 - : 84. Village Party Secretary, Road Construction, and Subsidy_1
Chapter 84: 84. Village Party Secretary, Road Construction, and Subsidy_1
Village secretary?
Song Tan immediately perked up and quickly shook the other person’s hand with the slickness of an old hand.
Then he asked, “So, what brings you to me? Are they finally going to build a road for our village? Ah, not to hide it from you, but every day I drive a rickety pickup truck, and it’s such a bumpy ride!”
Zu Jun: …
At this moment, all the drafts she had prepared were blocked out of her mind, with only the road construction left.
But was that something she could accomplish?
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For some reason, she felt a wave of sighs coming on.
So she had no choice but to awkwardly withdraw her hand:
“Just call me by my name, we’re about the same age, I’m only two or three years older than you…”
After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Zu Jun finally remembered the almost forgotten main issue and couldn’t help but ask again:
“Then, would you mind revealing if your family used any new formula in the fields this year?”
Whether Song Tan had used anything wasn’t something that could be clearly explained with just a few words; in the end, she said with joy and fervor:
“You also think our fields are very fertile this year, right? Ah, my mom said it too, the God of Soil has shown his power, it’s our time to prosper!”
Having been in the village for over a year, Zu Jun was not witnessing the superstitious thoughts of the villagers for the first time, but was it really okay for a young girl like you to speak so confidently?
Song Tan mentioned something metaphysical, then intertwined it with half-truths and half-science:
“It’s not that our fields are particularly good, it’s mainly that ours is the only family still farming in the village. The land has been fallow for so many years, who knows how much decomposed fertilizer is buried beneath the soil layer.”
“Before we plowed, we burned it all over once, adding fertilizer to the soil, sterilizing it, and getting rid of insects.”
“Therefore, it’s only natural that the plants grow well in the fields when we take good care of them for the first year.”
Although Zu Jun didn’t come from a farming background, she had undergone training and education, and she was aware of the actual situation of farming in the village.
Fertilizers, urea, and pesticides are still used, having not yet reached the level of full ecological organics. That ordinary Milk Vetch could have such a good taste is indeed rare.
But then she heard Song Tan sigh:
“Think about it, with the current policies, even villages a little close to the city are not allowed to burn straw or touch the fields, and if you want to plant a couple of grapes on your own mountain, you still need to apply for permission, otherwise, it’s against the law…”
Song Tan also sighed:
“Farmers have worked the land all their lives, and now when they want to do something in their old age, it’s against the law. I’m not saying the policy is bad, but there are many rigid guidelines that completely disregard reality.”
“Our Yunqiao Village takes twenty minutes to reach the town by car and even more than an hour to get to the city center. In such a remote place, a certain degree of freedom is expected, and it’s only normal for things to grow well. In the past, our area was known for being filled with talent and natural beauty.”
Whether these ramblings—from road construction to the God of Soil, to fertilizing and burning, to policies—were convincing or not, only the young village secretary herself knew.
She fell silent for a moment, then decisively changed the subject.
“I see you’ve been doing a series of works in the fields and the mountains; you must be trying to scale up the rural industries?”
“I heard from the villagers that you worked in Ning City, that’s the provincial capital. Now that you’re back, have you really decided to commit to this for the long run?”
Song Tan smiled, her expression carrying a distant recollection:
“I went to middle school in the town at eleven and lived at school, attended high school in the city and lived there, went to university in the same city, and then directly to Ning City after graduation…”
“All in all, how many years have I actually spent with my parents?”
“My mom’s idea is, as long as I can find a suitable partner in Ning City, my life would be successful, and she wouldn’t have to worry about me any longer.”
“But…” Song Tan lifted her chin to make Zu Jun look at Qiaoqiao, who was running over with a stick of gum.
“Seeing how great they are, how could I bear to drift around outside forever?”
After drifting all the way to the Cultivation World, she eventually discovered that there, if you weren’t strong enough, you’d get beaten up and wouldn’t be able to control your own destiny.
So Song Tan chose to live in isolation, often going into seclusion for ten or twenty years at a time, and was even content with farming… all for the sake of respect and freedom.
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And now, she had returned.
She would never go back to that strange city that she hadn’t managed to escape from in her previous life.
Isn’t that how everyone lives their life?
The night indeed was not suitable for discussing this topic.
Zu Jun took a deep breath as he watched the village idiot Qiaoqiao approach—with fair skin, black hair, and eyes as clear as stars. Even without speaking, his face was full of childlike innocence.
Qiaoqiao looked at Zu Jun for a while, then suddenly smiled and opened the pack of gum in his hand, “Sister, do you chew bubblegum?”
Zu Jun’s heart quivered.
As an official, of course he couldn’t take even the slightest thing from the residents—but who could refuse Qiaoqiao?
He reached out and took it, the taste of cheap fragrance spreading instantly in his mouth, bringing back his train of thought.
“Song Tan, I actually was intending to find you to say that, if your farm products do well this year, you could consider expanding in the future, taking on contract for the village’s other fields and forests.”
She looked at the green mountains, “This place is a treasure trove of gold and silver mountains, but the gold and silver mountains can’t fill the stomachs of the people below. We still need to carve out a road.”
“When the time comes, the village will support you with the land you’re interested in. I just hope that when it comes to hiring, you’ll consider our village’s labor force first.”
Otherwise, come autumn and winter, everyone who can work will go out to find jobs, leaving only a few elderly people to guard an increasingly desolate village.
Song Tan was quite surprised.
What kind of talk was this? Her own parents never had such confidence in her, yet the village secretary was so bold?
Song Tan was puzzled, “Aren’t you afraid I’ll make a loss?”
Zu Jun laughed heartily,
“I’ve tasted good food before. I know exactly how the things from your fields taste.”
In today’s society, with numerous online channels, only quality matters. As long as it’s somewhere the transportation can reach, there might be difficulties initially, but there will certainly be a market.
“It’s just…” Zu Jun still offered a reminder, “Our village road has been patched up time and again for three years, and a major repair is unlikely. So try to grow things that can be stored and can withstand some bumps in the beginning.”
Song Tan was well aware of these facts. She asked another question, “I heard that the government provides subsidies for express delivery of agricultural products; can I apply for that?”
“Of course!” Zu Jun agreed without hesitation, “Agricultural products are exempt from taxation, and vegetable transportation is toll-free. As for the express subsidy, that’s a policy that was introduced last year. You can register an online store, then come to me and get an ‘E-commerce Agricultural Products Express Subsidy Application Form’ to fill out.”
She was obviously very competent in her role, answering even minor questions logically and clearly, “The postal service subsidy amount is the highest, sixty cents. Other express deliveries are fifty cents per order. But the cap is a subsidy of a hundred thousand dollars.”
Song Tan hesitated, “What if… I send it via Wind Speed Express?”
Zu Jun: …
She fell silent for a moment before reigning in her impassioned thoughts,
“Which is why I told you to grow more things that can be stored. Wind Speed Express charges too much and there are no subsidies.”
Song Tan: …
Good thing I don’t offer free shipping.
