Qiao Qingyu's eyes were bent, and sure enough, Vice President Qian was very interested in Qiansima.

I have to say that this person is also a pragmatic grassroots person in charge.

Otherwise, no matter how good the thing is, it will be useless.

Since it is about business talk, it is not appropriate to have a chaotic big show.

Fortunately, the market was originally located on the open space of the supply and marketing cooperative, and opposite the supply and marketing cooperative was the commune's office.

Although the carriage driver didn't know Vice President Qian, he knew Fang Xiaomei, which was a letter of introduction to people who went out to do business.

So, he enthusiastically drove the carriage to pull the things Qiao Qingyu bought into the yard of the commune.

But, naturally, this carriage can't be hired.

The three people walked towards Vice President Qian's office.

Qiao Qingyu sorted out the context of this matter and felt that it would be successful in every ten years.

First of all, my uncle's name is also very useful, and the value of thousands of silk threads is also very good.

In fact, she was just throwing a stone to ask for directions, and whether she succeeded or not affected her plan.

But in my heart, I still hope to popularize thousands of silk threads on a large scale, and the economic value it represents is ten times that of today's crops.

In other words, as long as you plant it for a year, the lives of members will change drastically.

But this matter is not that simple to implement. First of all, each commune will report this year's planting plan before the New Year.

It's not just about planting whatever you want.

Seeds are needed to farm.

And these seeds need to be cultivated.

Some communes can cultivate themselves, but most of them are distributed uniformly by the county.

Therefore, it is not easy to change your plan. Cultivating a new crop that you have never heard of before is a great responsibility for taking risks.

This is different from the wasteland she is planning to contract near the family yard.

I just don't know what's going on here?

Vice President Qian, who was walking on the road, glanced at Qiao Qingyu who was following him.

Last night, I heard from my niece that the cabbage spinach planted by Qiao Qingyu was already more than one finger high.

It is said that those side dishes have short growth periods, green leaves, and grow very well.

Moreover, forty-five acres of cabbage have been planted at the Tenghai Scientific Research Experimental Base, which are the same variety of cabbage seeds brought by Qiao Qingyu's uncle.

Coincidentally, there were 800 acres of planting plans reported by Xiaxi Commune without approval.

The reason is that the land is very barren, and I didn’t even collect the money for the seeds last year, let alone the manpower and material resources.

They are not far from the wind and sand belt, so there are a lot of land around them that is so deserted.

There is no way, I won’t harvest anything.

So he remembered the thousand-silk hemp that Qiao Qingyu said to him when she opened an introduction letter.

I just don’t know if her uncle brought it with him this time.

He was the main focus of agriculture. He thought about it all night last night, and today he had a meeting with the president and several others to discuss it all morning. He decided to treat the dead horse as a living horse and plant thousands of silk hemp on all 800 acres of wasteland.

Their meeting decided to pay for the seeds first.

Some things have to be tried, and they still have this pioneering spirit.

However, Vice President Qian felt that it was not appropriate to talk to Qiao Qingyu about these things, but there was nothing he could do. He couldn't contact her uncle.

Several people with their own thoughts sat in Vice President Qian's office. He didn't go around in circles and went straight to the point, "Comrade Qiao Qingyu, if you still buy the thousand-silk seeds you mentioned last time, will it be too late to buy them now?"

Qiao Qingyu had a smile on her lips, and it was indeed coming for thousands of silk threads.

"Vice President Qian, I want to ask if you really want to plant thousands of silk threads?"

"Well, the commune has 800 acres of wasteland, and the planting plan has not been approved. We held a meeting to discuss and decided to try planting a thousand-silk hemp. Of course, this is also a preliminary decision. The specific details also depend on the seed conditions of your uncle and the back and forth transportation and purchases."

With eight hundred acres of wasteland, Qiao Qingyu's eyes turned lightly. It seemed that the wasteland was not ready to be planted this year.

"Vice President Qian, you also know that Xiaomei and I have a good relationship, so I don't cover up my conversation with you..."

Fang Xiaomei smiled proudly, and her words made her feel very proud in front of her uncle.

"Uncle brought me two thousand acres of thousands of silk hemp seeds."

Vice President Qian was shocked at first, and then another surprise. There were actually two thousand acres, so many?

"It was the truck from the base that helped me transport it back. However, the castor seeds are small, so they do not occupy much space." Qiao Qingyu explained slowly.

Vice President Qian was a little anxious, but he took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice, "I have asked for so much, where are you planning to plant it?"

“I’m going to contract the wasteland near the base.”

Xichuan City has not yet popularized household contract management, but as the vice president of the commune, he is not unfamiliar with this and knows that it is a matter of time, so he is not surprised.

"That wasteland is less than a thousand acres, Qingyu, can you tell me that you can evenly give us some seeds?" Vice President Qian discussed gently.

"Are you sure you want to plant it?"

"Of course, otherwise I'll find you for what..."

"But there are risks, after all, Qianshishishi is a new variety."

"It's okay, what are you doing without risk? Planting wheat and corn is also very risky. Besides, if you don't plant thousands of silk hemp, you plan to be deserted this year..."

"Vice President Qian, the seeds of Qianshihe, only one kilogram per acre of land. When harvested that year, one acre of land could harvest about 800 kilograms of Tianshihehe seeds." Qiao Qingyu threw out amazing numbers lightly.

This time, Vice President Qian took a breath. It took about two kilograms of seeds per acre of castor, and then it was already the best to harvest 300 kilograms in some places with fertile soil.

Thousands of silk hemp, but the yield per mu is 1,600 kilograms!

So Vice President Qian was not steady at Diaoyutai anymore, and stood up and walked around excitedly. After a moment, he calmed down, "Qingyu, you should mean fertile land."

Qiao Qingyu shook her head, "Thousand-silk hemp does not have strict requirements on soil. You can try it on wasteland. As long as you follow the prescribed planting method, it will cost at least 600 kilograms."

Vice President Qian was excited, "Okay, how much does it cost to buy seeds from 800 acres?" Then he added, "We bear the risks ourselves, and we are grateful as long as we provide the seeds."

"Vice President Qian, then we will do our business. However, can you make the decision to buy seeds from me?" Qiao Qingyu asked seriously.

Vice President Qian laughed and nodded quickly, "Of course I can make the decision, otherwise I can't talk to you about this."
Chapter completed!