Bai Quan couldn't help but brighten his eyes when he heard the old man with the goatee beard. It seems that visiting the neighbors of these farmers is still rewarding.
He hurriedly followed the old man's words and asked, "I also find it very strange. Can planting trees in the sea of sand really succeed?"
The sheep-bearded old man said: "We used to have a lot of people who planted trees here, but we have never seen any successful ones. There is no way, the wind and sand are too strong.
In the past few years, people in the village have moved out one after another, and this ghostly life cannot be passed.
Huo Bitu believed the words of that Muya company, saying that if he wanted to make a fortune by planting trees, he would definitely suffer a lot in the future. "
Bai Quan thought that it was not only the farmers who believed the words of Muya Forestry, but even Siwei of X City, and there might be something wrong with it.
The goat-bearded old man said a few gossips before remembering to ask: "Who are you? Why do you ask these questions?"
Bai Quan didn't say his real purpose, but only said: "We are reporters, and we came here to interview Huo Bitu and ask him about planting trees in the sea of sand."
The sheep-bearded old man nodded "Oh", and said: "Huo Bitu and his family are not here, if you want to interview them, comrade reporter, you'd better come here before seven o'clock to see them.
Well, or at night, after eight o'clock in the evening, they are all at home. "
Bai Quan did the math, and the Huobitu family stayed on the land they contracted for more than 12 hours a day. One can imagine the hardships involved.
Cooperating to plant trees is not an easy job, but requires a lot of hard work.
As for the outcome, no one knows.
At least he is not optimistic about it. Beizhuokou is notorious for its sandstorms. It is really not easy to grow trees in such a harsh environment.
The sheep-bearded old man was a stutterer. He paused for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "I heard that among the farmers who participated in the cooperative tree planting, one of them was arrested... Tsk tsk, if you don't obey me and plant trees, you will be killed." He was arrested, and now the news is spreading fiercely."
After Bai Quan heard this, he made another note in his heart. The arrest of Huhe Bari had a very bad influence on the local people, and now everyone felt a little bit in danger.
Is this planting trees to get rich, or exploitation and oppression
Bai Quan felt that such a subtitle was very suitable for this section of the visit to Lingju's house, and after chatting with the old man with the goatee beard, he returned the same way.
"Old Bai, it seems that there is no need to go to any of the next houses, they should all go to work."
The photographer said to Bai Quan while walking.
Bai Quan nodded: "Let's go back, first check the situation of Muya Forestry, and then see what to do next."
The three of them drove quickly and left Beizhaokou.
On the way back to City X, Bai Quan didn't drive, but asked his assistant to drive. He picked up his mobile phone and searched for information on Muya Forestry on the Internet.
"Cistanche? What is this?"
Among the search results on the Internet, the top ones are all information about Muya forestry and planting Cistanche deserticola.
Moreover, there are several articles from Weibo. Judging from the titles of those Weibo bloggers, they should be some researchers in agriculture and forestry.
These Weibo articles are the articles that Aqishan and other researchers sent out to "question" Muya Forestry's "annual cistanche". This is the freshest information about "Muya Forestry".
Bai Quan clicked on these articles, and after reading them one by one, he couldn't help frowning, thinking that this company is really "spotted", and even got involved in the cistanche business at Aqishan's side.
Judging from the meaning of these articles, the Cistanche planted by Muya Forestry is suspected of being "fake".
Haloxylon trees were originally planted in two or three years, and Cistanche can only be grown in another two or three years. Now Muya Forestry has planted them in one year. This has seriously disrupted the market there, and these professionals have to Stand up and question them.
Is it a scam company
Bai Quan's heart skipped a beat, and his breathing became heavy all of a sudden.
If this is the case, then the news value of this report is even higher.
While thinking about—
Sudden-
"boom!"
After passing a small road ahead, it seemed that it was about to enter the expressway. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a tattered minivan suddenly sprang out from a small fork next to it.
Then, the little assistant quickly turned the steering wheel, trying to avoid it.
But the path was very small, and there was no way to avoid it, so their Cherokee fell into a ditch by the roadside with bad luck, and the wheels got stuck in it.
This accident made the three people in the car feel like they were going to die. If they hadn't been wearing seat belts, their heads might have been smashed.
"Damn, how did you drive the car?"
The little assistant cursed, rubbed his forehead, opened the car door and got out of the car, wanting to check the situation.
Five or six people got out of that dilapidated van. They were all strong men dressed as farmers, and they walked towards this side together.
"Why did you drive the car without looking at it when you came out? I almost ran into it, how dangerous is it?"
The little assistant glanced at his Cherokee. The whole car was stuck in the ditch beside the road. It seemed that he had to ask other cars to help him to get out. This made him so angry that he couldn't help opening his mouth cursed.
After those farmers came over, they took a look at Cherokee's situation and seemed very satisfied. The leader of them smiled and said, "How do you talk? How do I know you are driving so fast? You don't look at the road while driving. If you fell into the ditch yourself, do you still blame others?"
The little assistant was so choked that the Buddha ascended to heaven, and was about to retort, but the photographer saw that something was wrong, and quickly stretched out his hand to give him a hand, so he didn't let him speak.
Bai Quan's face was a little dark, he looked at the farmers, and said nothing.
The leading farmer looked at the three strangers and asked, "How is it? Your car is like this. Do you need help?"
He pointed to the dilapidated van behind him, and said, "Give me some money, and we'll pull the van up for you."
Bai Quan said: "Thank you, no need, we will contact the tow truck ourselves."
"Oh, that's how it is."
The farmer narrowed his eyes and said, "It's fine if you don't need help, but you drove so recklessly on the road that you almost hit us, what should we do?"
Bai Quan asked in a deep voice, "How do you want to calculate?"
The farmer smiled and said, "I'm losing money."
Upon hearing this, the little assistant at the back couldn't help it, and said angrily, "We didn't hit you, so why did we lose money?"
The farmer restrained the smile on his face and said solemnly: "We braked too fast and got hurt."
When he said that, he waved to a farmer behind him: "Old Wu, bump you into a place for others to see."
A farmer in the back came out with a smile, showing his sleeves. There was indeed a bruise on his arm, but he didn't seem to know when it happened, and he actually said that he had just touched it.
The situation is very clear, the other party is extorting money.
The three of Bai Quan and the others looked at these farmers, and their faces became very ugly.
At this time, they can already guess that everything before may have been pre-designed by the other party.
Bai Quan thought of more, and he wondered a little bit: Is this a coincidence? How is it such a coincidence