Chapter 543： Hiccup

Chapter 543: Hiccup

As far away as Shao Hua's house in Chasu, guests came at this time. These are the two leaders of Shao Hua's father's farm. This time, they did not come to Zhang Fan or Lao Shao, but to Xiao Shao!

"Girl, you also grew up watching us from a young age, and the farm has also nurtured you. Now you must help us." They don't know from where they know that Shao Hua and Director Wang of the bank have an unusual relationship. So I came to the door.

"Two uncles, it ’s not that I do n’t help. Although you have n’t been on the loan before, the annual interest has always been paid on time. But in the past two years, you have n’t even paid the interest, how can the bank give you Continue to lend. "

Shao Hua is also helpless. They are all on the farm. They can really be regarded as the folks in the village. Whenever there is a way, she will think of a way. But now, she really wants to help and is unable to start. .

The farm has also really been Wang Xiaoer's New Year. The earliest mechanized cultivation of crops such as wheat has been booming for some time.

As a result of the changes in food prices, profits became less and less. In the end, cotton had to be grown. As a result, the rain on the tea side was too abundant. The cotton thing needed to be exposed to rain. There was too much rain. Big.

The cotton fiber is short and no one wants it. It can only be bought as a defective product.

Cotton farming is not enough, they changed their minds and started farming. A large group of black-and-white flowers were brought from outside, and the price was scary. I did not expect that this breed of cows was too coquettish, and became ill from time to time. Once they became ill, they got milk (a) adenitis, and the number of milk flora produced did not meet the standard at all.

And because the tea is surrounded by grasslands, the milk of local native cattle is more mellow and much better than black and white milk. There is no market at all. In the end, we have to kill cattle and sell meat.

Start-ups again and again and again and again fail, and finally the farm can't survive, and the bank also needs to be profitable. For this bottomless pit, it is impossible to lend money.

"What can I do? Can we only transfer the land to the potato in Gan Province?" The two leaders of the farm were crying and looking speechless.

There is a joke in the frontier. The frontier land is large and the population is small, so many other provinces have come to the frontier to make a fortune. Over time, people in different provinces have become different.

The Sanchuan people have monopolized restaurants and large butcher shops on the border. Nanhe people have monopolized the waste acquisition station and vegetable garden. Temperate people have a monopoly on dressing. People in Jiangsu and Zhejiang monopolized real estate. People in Gansu province do their homework and farm.

Large tracts of contracted land are planted with potato. Therefore, the people of the frontiers also called Gansu people's potatoes. It is estimated that people in Gansu province do not work in other industries, but Gansu people say that the potato industry is the first, and people in other provinces do not refute it.

From the cultivation of potato to vermicelli, starch, and even new-style bio-coatings are directly an industrial chain.

"Isn't the farm next door developing the lavender industry. It is said to be pretty good, let's develop our farm too!" Shao Hua said curiously.

"Hey, what is barefoot kicking the wall? It seems to make money, but it is actually hard money, and the profits are all made by the second-tier traffickers."

"Isn't lavender flavor particularly valuable?"

"Hey, what is valuable in Europe? It ’s not valuable in our country. No one wants it. They all think that the smell of lavender is too strong."

"Why don't they sell themselves?"

"Easy to talk about, girl, how about you find a time to invite Director Wang out for a meal? As long as you give us millions more, we can make a 10,000 pig farm and we can definitely turn over!"

Looking at her own girl's difficulty, Shao Hua's father said: "What is millions of things, what can a girl who just graduated say. You can think of other ways."

After they left the house, Shao Hua's father said: "East one mallet and west one hammer hammer. Today, I feel that breeding is good, and tomorrow I think that it is good to plant. The family base is to let them torment it. Provincial potato eggs are contracted. "

"What kind of potato is Zhang Fan's!" Shao Hua's mother gave the old man a white look.

"Dad, how about we contract a few hundred acres of land for planting?"

"What do you know? Months of planting? Months of weeding? Months of applying medicine? Hurry to work and think less." My heart was still on fire, but it was just inexplicable.

Shao Hua skimmed his lips and muttered as he changed his shoes: "You know, you know, what age is it, old feudal!"

The old man pretended not to hear, lying on the sofa with his eyes closed and angry. "You're less angry with your dad. Hurry to work."

When Shao Hua was gone, Shao Hua's mother pushed the old man and said, "In fact, I think Shao Hua's opinion is quite good."

"How?" The old man knew his wife. He is better than working hard. He works well on the farm, but his wife is better than his eyes. He sees farther than him. Although he does not admit it, he still has to admit it.

"You see, the farm is getting worse and worse. And there are fewer and fewer people. But can this food and clothing be separated from the land? No, the country doesn't import all the food. I think it ’s better to When the farm is not working, we contract hundreds of acres of land. "

"You're called downhole, digging into the corner of social (a) ideology, that is now, if you used to, you are committing a crime. Huh!" The old man got up and left.

"Ah! You are so old, how did I get down? You made it clear!"

Just like the old man's increasingly aging body, he couldn't hear others say he was old, and he didn't want to see the place where he had worked hard before like his body.

In Selen County, Zhang Fan entered the patient's abdominal cavity according to the path of the first operation. When the abdomen was opened, the bad smell came from the face.

Just as San Futian opened the rear door of the garbage truck, a stink odor spread out. Zhang Fan and Lao Zhao had experience. When they opened the peritoneum for the first time, they closed their breaths by accident.

Because this first wave is the most stinky, Ma Lao slips and rapes, and he is right. Ma Yichen can't do it. Baby experience is not as rich as Zhang Fan and Director Zhao.

When opening the abdominal cavity, the baby also looked at it with a probe. The infected area in the abdomen was bubbling, just like the aqua pit in summer, bubbling bubbling.

Coupled with the temperature of the abdominal cavity, the gas of fermentation. Don't even think about it, Ma Yichen directly started "Uh! Uh! Uh!" Tears flowed directly from his eyes and couldn't stop. Hiccups were stimulated with gas, and tears began to jubilate like Xiaohe.

What's even more abnormal is that at this time, Zhang Fan said loudly to Ma Yichen: "Breathe big breath, open your mouth, quickly, don't go on stage with me after you spit it out!"

Ma Yichen shed tears, breathing with a big mouth, breathing with a big mouth. Just like drooling into the aqua latrine and bubbling **** water, he kept forcing himself to breathe.

"The first pass outside of the country is hiccup. You can't pass this level, you can vomit on the stage. It's not okay. Listen to Zhang Yuan, and breathe out!" Old Zhao looked at Ma Yichen with a smirk.

If you want to improve yourself and improve your surgical technique, you can only hone yourself in pain. There are no shortcuts.

Tearing Ma Yichen, his tongue kept turning somersaults in his mouth, just to suppress hiccups! After avoiding the first wave of biological attacks, Zhang Fan and Lao Zhao also began to breathe.

No way, as long as it is a human, as long as it is a normal person, how can it not be disgusting?

(End of this chapter)