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Chapter 229 Qiao Qingyu and the Wu Family Have No Relationship

Chapter 229: Chapter 229 Qiao Qingyu and the Wu Family Have No Relationship

Naturally, after Sun Dazhang was promoted, Uncle Qiao naturally took over his position. Though Uncle Qiao was nearly sixty years old now, he was very content to become the head of the Qiao Family Team.

The official document hadn’t arrived yet, but internal notifications had already been sent to individuals involved, and agreements had been made, just waiting for the autumn harvest to handle the transfer.

Qiao Qingyu felt a bit regretful. If her uncle had been younger, she really could have pushed him further along this path.

But Sun Dazhang was also an astute man. Although he was cunning and had a desire for profit, that was human nature, as long as there were limits.

Regarding Qiao Qingyu’s suggestion about corn silk, Sun Dazhang was truly enthusiastic.

It was like a group of people huddled around a lamp, but then someone struck a match and lit the oil lamp.

Then the lamp brightened.

Others saw it and thought, "Oh my, is it really that simple?"

But before someone did it, it was not so simple.

In the rural areas today, who would pay attention to corn silk? But now it had become a traditional Chinese medicinal material, easy to collect while shucking corn, just assigning a few attentive commune members to sort it out. It could be dried and stored in a few days.

Not much was needed, just a hundred or a hundred and eighty yuan, and by the end of the year, it could even provide half a pound of meat for each household.

Not to mention he was about to become the Vice Director of the commune.

In fact, given his experience, he would likely reach there in a few years, but going there with achievements in hand now was something different, wasn’t it?

Sun Dazhang personally drove the big horse cart, taking Qiao Qingyu through the mountains to view the cultivation of red flowers and gastrodia.

Qiao Qingyu went around and couldn’t help but marvel at the fertility of the land in North City.

If only Xichuan was like this.

Gastrodia and red flowers grew on two mountain slopes, in fertile black soil and a natural environment that, though it was said to be artificially planted, really wasn’t that different from wild growth.

Both these men were practical in their deeds; the members of the Qiao Family Team were fortunate.

Just like Vice Director Qian from Xiaxi Commune.

Both were dark and thin, constantly busy in the fields, but there was always a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

He Xiuyu’s words were indeed accurate; the plastic film had arrived, and Qiao Tianbao drove the big truck to deliver the plastic film back.

Then it was all piled up in the storeroom at Qiao Zhicai’s house.

To prevent mice from biting, rat poison was bought for the storeroom, and wooden racks were brought from the team.

These plastic films were just right to cover three big greenhouses.

Next, wood for the greenhouses was needed, and Sun Dazhang naturally helped vigorously.

Qiao Qingyu took the business card that Old Zheng from the Security Bureau in the provincial capital had given her and went to the county agricultural station.

In this era, there was no talk of poverty alleviation yet; that would come five or six years later.

At that time, it was called officials going to the countryside.

There were annual tasks, and the person Qiao Qingyu sought was in charge of agriculture.

His surname was Luo, and everyone called him Director Luo.

Old Zheng had already discussed this matter with him, so after Qiao Qingyu introduced herself, Director Luo was very enthusiastic.

When he heard that Qiao Qingyu planned to have her family build a greenhouse during the winter, his eyes lit up.

With North City’s long frost-free period, seeing green vegetables in winter was rare. Building a greenhouse, if successful, would yield significant profits. Even without selling to the provincial city, just supplying the nearby counties would generate considerable income.

But he was very concerned about how these greenhouses should be built; after all, it wasn’t just about erecting a building.

"Director Luo," she said, "the plastic film has already been sent from Nangang City to the Qiao Family Team, and the wood is nearly in place. I came to you seeking technical support."

"Technical support is no problem," Director Luo agreed eagerly.

After understanding more from Qiao Qingyu, he, along with two technicians, went to the Qiao Family Team.

The land in North City was already fertile, the soil deep, and rich in organic matter, very suitable for growing various vegetables.

Although there was no previous example, there was still theoretical knowledge.

In two days, they completed the overall planning layout. Greenhouses in the north were different from those in the south, requiring walls on three sides—east, west, and north—requiring that they begin drying adobe bricks now.

Director Luo planned to do a pilot. If feasible, it would be strongly promoted next year.

The demand for vegetables was constant throughout the year.

Qiao Qingyu had once discussed greenhouses with Professor Feng, and for the north, a greenhouse measuring 120 meters by 10 meters was suitable.

As for how the plastic film could best provide insulation and light, this was beyond Qiao Qingyu’s understanding; after inspecting the site, Director Luo and the two technicians consulted with Qiao Zhicai and others, reaching a preliminary decision, and they returned to the agricultural station, with still much data to be gathered.

For example, the indoor temperature, how heating could be more efficient.

Qiao Qingyu had not expected Director Luo to be so supportive.

This was a good thing.

Her elder brother and others were most experienced in planting.

The issue with seeds was easily resolved; Sun Dazhang had also arranged for three thousand pounds of soybean seeds, adding to the ten thousand pounds of corn seeds meant for Qiao Qingyu. A fleet from the county would deliver them to the Tenghai Research Base.

Then they would also bring the seeds back, timing it just right.

If they could manage to get more good seeds, it would be even better.

Three greenhouses were to be built: one for their own family and two for her uncle’s family.

There were no more plastic films available for more.

Of the three vegetable greenhouses, the most expensive part was the plastic film; the land was their own family land, walls made of adobe needed almost no money, and wood would be counted in the work points at the end of the year.

Her second uncle and elder brother had already prepared quite a bit of ash and homemade fertilizer.

Then there was heating fuel; this was not an issue. Although cutting wood in the back mountain was not allowed, there was plenty of dried branches and leaves.

Plus, after the autumn harvest, corn stalks and sorghum roots could also be used as firewood.

Still, Qiao Qingyu gave her elder brother 500 yuan in emergency cash.

This time, unlike before, Qiao Genbao kept a record of it.

The seeds were also accounted for.

He was determined to do well.

He aimed not only to make money but also to pay back all the money to his younger sister.

The people in the village always came to inquire, but as soon as they heard the amount of money invested, they all backed off. The cost of the plastic film alone was astronomical.

Qiao Qingyu planned most of the things in her mind; now she had to think about the Han Family.

And the matter of Wang Mei and her brother, that was indeed a tough nut to crack.

But she no longer needed evidence; Qiao Qingyu was one hundred percent certain that the rope-knot bracelet had been taken by Wu Xiujie. She didn’t expect the old man to have so many people on hand.

In Beijing’s Wu Family quadrangle, Wu Xiujie had been supposed to set off a week ago, but he had stayed behind waiting for news of some items that needed to be appraised.

Wu Xiujie hadn’t expected the initial appraisal to show that Qiao Qingyu and the Wu Family were unrelated.

His speculation had always been fifty-fifty. He sat in the study and said to Wu Peng beside him, "Go and check on Doctor Lu again; why hasn’t he brought out the appraisal report yet? It’s been three days."

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