Chapter 780

Lu Zhenghong asked, "I heard that you want to build Shangjun County into the vegetable hometown of our Hudong Province, right? Tell me your ideas."

Su Xinghui nodded, "Yes, I have this idea. Now Pengjiawanzhen has made preparations for planting vegetables. In the second half of this year, we can complete a vegetable planting area of about 60,000 *mu*. I plan to gradually let the surrounding towns start planting vegetables in the next two years. After three years, I will strive to make the vegetable planting area of the whole Shangjun County reach more than 500,000 *mu*..."

Su Xinghui told Lu Zhenghong his work ideas, including the matter of him preparing to build a vegetable wholesale market in Pengjiawanzhen.

When Lu Zhenghong heard that the total output value of the vegetable industry in the whole Shangjun County could reach several hundred million yuan within three years, he was excited. He said to Su Xinghui, "Is what you said true?"

Su Xinghui nodded, "I think there is no big problem. Of course, if the vegetable area of Shangjun County can really reach 500,000 *mu*, we still have to put more effort into the sales of vegetables. The most important thing is the traffic problem. Now there is no expressway in Shangjun County. It is okay to sell vegetables to Jiangcheng, Yulin, and other nearby cities, but it is not so easy to sell to other cities that are relatively far away."

Lu Zhenghong pondered, "That is indeed a problem. The Hudong section of the Jinggang Expressway was opened to traffic some time ago, but the route also happened to avoid your Shangjun County and went directly from Jiangcheng to Yulin, and then to Huxi Province. It seems that I have to help your Shangjun County strive for this issue."

Su Xinghui was overjoyed, "Uncle Lu, it is best to build a Changjiangdaqiao here in Pengjiawan. The expressway will go through Pengjiawan. After the vegetable wholesale market is built, Pengjiawan will become the central area of this vegetable hometown of Shangjun. Building the Changjiangdaqiao and the expressway here is the most appropriate."

Lu Zhenghong laughed and scolded, "You kid's appetite is not small. Just now you said you didn't need my support, so it turns out you had this idea!"

Su Xinghui laughed, his appetite was indeed not small. Twenty years later, when every county in Hudong Province had an expressway, it was absolutely impossible to imagine how much influence an expressway would have on a county in the 1990s, not to mention a Changjiangdaqiao.

Speaking of which, Shangjun County was also unlucky under the governance of Yulin City. In his previous life, Shangjun County was not Yulin City's opponent at all in the process of competing for expressways. Since the mid-1990s, Yulin City had successively had seven or eight expressways passing through and opening to traffic, but Shangjun County did not have its first expressway passing through until twenty years later.

Not only that, Yulin City wanted to grab resources and policies from the counties under its governance, making its two districts look like flowers, but the counties under its governance could not develop, and the way of eating was too ugly.

Now that Su Xinghui was reborn and had such an encounter, he of course wanted to strive for more benefits for his hometown.

Actually, what was the use of Yulin City wanting so many expressways? There were many expressways, but there were not many vehicles passing on them, and they were cold and clear, which was a complete waste of resources.

Lu Zhenghong pondered for a long time and said sternly, "Xinghui, your idea is good. The province now intends to accelerate the construction of the provincial expressway network and is preparing to plan several more expressways. After you go back, you can report to your county leaders, choose a suitable one, submit a report to the Provincial Department of Transportation, and strive for it."

Su Xinghui was overjoyed. Since Lu Zhenghong had this tone, it meant that he would definitely help with this matter. Then there should be a great possibility that this expressway would pass through Shangjun County. And as long as the expressway passed through Shangjun County, the matter of the Changjiangdaqiao would be a matter of course.

Su Xinghui said, "Uncle Lu, then I must represent the more than 300,000 people of Shangjun County and express my gratitude to you."

Lu Zhenghong laughed, "The eight characters haven't even been written yet, what are you thanking me for? Write the report well first."

Su Xinghui said, "Uncle Lu, you know, the significance of an expressway to Shangjun County is too great. Shangjun County still doesn't have a railway. If there is an expressway, Shangjun County can develop faster."

Lu Zhenghong nodded, "Alright, I will try my best to help you with this matter."

The two talked for a while, Lu Xiaoya knocked on the door and came in, helped them add water, and then went out again. Lu Zhenghong laughed, "Alright, Xinghui, you go out, Xiaoya is in a hurry, you haven't seen each other for so long."

Su Xinghui also laughed, he stood up and said, "Alright, then I'm going out."

After Su Xinghui went out, Lu Xiaoya asked, "Xinghui, are you done talking with my dad?"

Su Xinghui nodded, "Done talking."

Lu Xiaoya held his hand and said, "Let's go, let's go to my room and talk."

Su Xinghui looked at Song Qiaoli, only to see Song Qiaoli knitting a sweater while watching TV intently, as if she hadn't heard Lu Xiaoya's words. He followed Lu Xiaoya into her room.

This was the first time Su Xinghui entered Lu Xiaoya's boudoir. Lu Xiaoya happily let Su Xinghui sit on the chair in front of the desk, and she sat on the bed.

Su Xinghui looked at the room. Although Lu Xiaoya's family lived in a villa, Lu Xiaoya's room was still decorated relatively plainly. The walls were painted with green paint. In this era, painting walls with paint was a very popular decoration.

Lu Xiaoya's room was not filled with posters of stars like many girls. The walls of her room were clean, and there was only a painting hanging on the head of her bed, which was the portrait painting "Harmony in Motion and Stillness" that Su Xinghui painted for her. This painting was framed and hung on the head of the bed.

On her bed, there was also a plain bed sheet, and the quilt was folded neatly and placed at the end of the bed.

Her desk was placed in front of the window, with plain curtains hanging on the window. There were some books on the table, and a pot of flowers. Su Xinghui recognized this flower; it was a pot of sun flowers, which was a very common flower in Hudong Province and not precious at all.

Su Xinghui couldn't help but ask, "Xiaoya, do you also like to raise sun flowers?"

Lu Xiaoya said, "Have you raised them too?"

Su Xinghui said, "I also put a pot of sun flowers on my desk when I was a child, but now that I'm working and busy, I haven't raised any flowers."

Lu Xiaoya said, "This flower is easy to raise, and it doesn't cost you anything. As long as it is placed in front of the window and can be exposed to sunlight every day, even if you only water it once every ten days or half a month, it can live, and it doesn't grow insects or get sick. It is because it is easy to raise that I raise this kind of flower. I don't raise flowers that are too troublesome."