Chapter 670 Half of the Country

Old Man Jia finally let these people leave. When he saw Zhuang Buyuan standing nearby, he sighed and smiled bitterly.

"There's nothing to sigh about. If they really have any difficulties, the manor can help them provide some assistance." Zhuang Buyuan said.

Although he complained that he was poor all day long, he still had enough money.

Everyone is begging for Old Man Jia's head. Zhuang Buyuan can't pretend not to see it.

"No!" Old Man Jia waved his hand quickly, "We can't do things like this. Not everything in this world can be solved with money."

"Haven't you heard of the struggle between rice and rice? If you can help subsidize them today, next year they will come to you and ask for money." Old Man Jia said, "They say farmers are honest and keep people's hearts honest. The best way is not to test it.”

"Besides, so many farmers have been deceived. Which one do you want to help or not? Which one is more and which one is less?"

Zhuang Buyuan wondered: "Are there many people who have been deceived?"

"A lot. The ones who came just now are from Xili Village. Almost 70% of the villagers were fooled." Old Man Jia smiled bitterly. "There are also some villagers who originally planted winter wheat. I heard that the new varieties can produce high yields." , plowed and planted again... In the past thousands of years, what have farmers hoped for most? Isn't it just that the harvest can be better? These swindlers, it's not good to deceive anyone, but they come to deceive farmers. It's so hateful. !”

"Did you call the police?"

"The police were called... but the seed company has long been empty, and many of the company's employees themselves have been deceived. Even if they can be caught, what problem can be solved? The winter wheat has been planted, and now It’s almost New Year’s Day, it’s too late to plant anything else.”

Zhuang Buyuan didn't know what to say. He didn't have much contact with farmers before, but since he became the owner of the manor, he has been dealing with the land all day long. In addition, I have recently come into contact with many farmers in Blue Stone Ye Neixing, and it seems that I can gradually understand this group that has suffered the most in the history of the state and is the most able to bear the humiliation.

Within the state, farmers are among the groups with the least education, the poorest discernment, the largest population, the most superstitious authority, and the most easily deceived.

This is not a derogatory meaning, but an objective reality.

Just as Zhuang Buyuan was about to say something, his cell phone suddenly rang.

Zhuang Buyuan picked up his phone and took a look. It was Tao Ruud, the president of the Agricultural Association.

"Xiaozhuang, it's urgent to come to the association for a meeting. I'll wait for you at the association." Tao Ruud said a few words and hurriedly hung up the phone.

Zhuang Buyuan held the phone, frowned and thought for a moment, and said, "I think it may have something to do with the fake seeds."

If the matter is really as serious as Mr. Jia said, it must not be just one village that was deceived.

"Go quickly and find you all. The matter must be urgent."

Zhuang Buyuan stretched out his hand to the sky and was about to shout...

Suddenly he saw Old Man Jia staring at him. He didn't know why he suddenly felt a little shy. He smiled, took his hand back, and pinched his lips to whistle instead.

No one responded.

Zhuang Buyuan hit him again.

Still no one responded.

Old Man Jia looked at him puzzled.

Zhuang Buyuan's heart skipped a beat, grandma, why are you pretending to be so reserved in front of Old Man Jia!

Pointing to the sky, he shouted: "Come out, my big bird!"

People around looked over in shock.

There's a pervert here, Mom!

"Hey!" Uncle Ling's cry came from the sky, approaching quickly.

Zhuang Buyuan quickly jumped on the bird's back and left.

Lao Jia's head was left disheveled in the wind.

"I don't know him, I really don't know him!"

Zhuang Buyuan arrived at the association's office building and found that all the heads of the larger agricultural companies in Xucheng were there.

In other words, many servants in the manor were present. Seeing Zhuang not far away, they stood up and cheered.

As the president of the guild, Taurud was used to this power, but a middle-aged man next to him was dumbfounded.

"Let me introduce to you, this is the Xiaozhuang of Almighty Manor... This is the head of our agricultural department in Xucheng, Director Chen."

Zhuang Buyuan has been dealing with various directors all day recently, but he has less dealings with the director named Chen who started his own business. Strictly speaking, this is the first time they have met.

"Mr. Zhuang, we finally meet. I usually deal with Mr. Liu and Mr. Zhao." Director Chen shook hands with Zhuang Buyuan and said, "Finally, I meet my parents."

Zhuang Buyuan shook hands with him and smiled sheepishly.

If there were any meetings, he would always push them aside. If he couldn't push them away, Liu Jinge and Zhao Min would basically come to the meeting on his behalf. He had never met Director Chen, who was nominally the head of his supervision department.

Now that Zhuang Buyuan has arrived, the meeting has begun.

"Today's meeting was originally a regular year-end summary and commendation meeting." Director Chen said, "But a topic was temporarily added, so we will try to start as early as possible, compress the meeting time, and discuss key events."

Director Chen first reported a round of data.

This is the first time Zhuang Buyuan has heard of this data, and he thinks it subverts three views.

Xucheng, an international metropolis, has a population of tens of millions. The current agricultural population is only over one million. In previous years, the total agricultural output value was only 26 billion. It is not as much as Zhuang Buyuan building a tunnel to earn more, and this is still hundreds of millions. Agricultural enterprises, thousands of cooperatives, family farms combined total output value.

No wonder the Agricultural Association was so unpopular in the past and was looked down upon by the construction industry association. All put together, it is not as good as their annual profits. It is really difficult to make money in pure agriculture.

Moreover, Xucheng's agriculture has been greatly eroded by other industries, and this data has continued to decline year after year.

Of course, this situation is normal. In a place like Xucheng, where land is at a premium, industries with low added value will be squeezed out step by step and turned into industries with higher added value.

At this point, Director Chen changed the topic: "However, our agricultural output value has made gratifying progress this year. Although the available arable land and planting area continue to decrease, the total agricultural output value has increased significantly. The total agricultural output value for the whole year has increased significantly. Reached 39.2 billion, an increase of more than 50%!”

"These increases are the growth of new agriculture and new models, and these increases are the result of the efforts of everyone here."

Director Chen looked at the dozens of CEOs of agricultural industry companies in front of him.

Then he looked at Zhuang Buyuan, who was surrounded by everyone like stars over the moon.

It seems that almost all of these companies that have achieved growth are related to Zhuang Buyuan. All the growth was brought about by Zhuang Buyuan. Adding the original output value of these companies, this young man is half of Xucheng Agriculture!

Zhuang Buyuan is very successful in other fields, but no matter which field he is in, he will not occupy a dominant position like he does in the field of agriculture.

"The development of agriculture is inseparable from diligent farmers, and this year a malicious scam, preliminary statistics, involves more than 100,000 farmers, so I hope you can help to help the farmers in Xucheng overcome this hurdle. ." Director Chen stood up and bowed: "Please!"