A few days later.
It was a sunny morning.
Three days later, Dong Xuebing finally arrived at his new post. There are still a few more days before he starts his new post, and Dong Xuebing did not intend to report to the City immediately. He wants to walk around the County to familiarize himself with the local culture and atmosphere. This will be more convenient for him to work in the future.
The roads were bumpy, and there were many potholes.
Fortunately, the Land Rover's off-road capability was one of the best in the world. Not to mention this kind of land, it could even cross deserts.
Dong Xuebing saw an old man by the roadside and immediately stopped his car.
After alighting, Dong Xuebing immediately asked: "Old friend, can I ask how to get to Zhen Shui county?"
"Ah?" The old man looked at Dong Xuebing and said a bunch of words in English. Dong Xuebing could not understand a single word.
Dong Xuebing could only repeat himself: "Old man, do you know how to get to Zhen Shui county? Which way? "
The old man spoke in a local accent and should be able to understand what Dong Xuebing was saying. But Dong Xuebing could not understand what he was saying. It was a problem for him to communicate. This was a rural area, and it was also the western part of the country. His accent was very different from the northerners, and he was also an old man. He should not know how to speak Mandarin. Dong Xuebing could not understand what the old man was saying, and he did not ask further. After thanking the old man, he looked for a young man who was passing by.
"Brother." Dong Xuebing asked: "Do you know how to get to Zhen Shui county?"
"Zhen Shui county?" That young man looked at Dong Xuebing suspiciously. "This is the place." Although his accent was very strong, Dong Xuebing could still understand him.
"Here?" Dong Xuebing was stunned. "Where is the county town? Is it still far? "
The young man pointed to the distance: "Just pass that mountain. It is not far."
"Ok. Thank you." Dong Xuebing knew the way and boarded his car.
Dong Xuebing does not know much about a National Poor County as he had never come into contact with one. Although Yan Tai County is considered a poor County in the past, Dong Xuebing now understands the difference between a Provincial Poor County and a National Poor County. Along the way, Dong Xuebing did not see any cars. Other than trucks and vans, he did not even see any bicycles. Most of the vehicles he saw were tractors used for farming. All he could see were endless fields. That's why Dong Xuebing's 4 million RMB Land Rover is very eye-catching. Almost everyone who passes by this car will look at it. But Dong Xuebing knows they will not recognize the value of this car. Even if it is a 200,000 RMB Land Rover, everyone will still stare at it.
How unbearable!
This was a national impoverished county?
The further Dong Xuebing drove towards the county town, the more he felt impressed.
Luckily, after crossing the mountain, Dong Xuebing could see some people. There were even some cars driving in the middle of the road. But even Yan Tai County, where Dong Xuebing had worked in the past, had very few people and cars. Even Hui Tian Village had more cars than Zhen Shui County. From this, Dong Xuebing could see the general situation of Zhen Shui County. If he had to describe it, there can only be one word – poor!
Also, it was too poor!
Tall buildings? You can't even see it from here!
Residential area? If those few residential areas with no gates can be considered as residential areas, then there should be!
Dong Xuebing took a deep breath. This was the first time he knew a National Poor County was like this. Even a village in Fen Zhou City should be better off than this place.
How come this place is so backward?
Dong Xuebing felt like he was still in China.
Dong Xuebing was born in Beijing. Although his family was not well off, it was still the capital. The living conditions in the suburbs were not bad. After that, he moved to Fen Zhou City to work, and he had never experienced such a place. That's why Dong Xuebing was not used to it.
This place was a challenge for him.
But Dong Xuebing does not mind. He was never afraid of challenges!
When his father passed away, Dong Xuebing and his mother had to eat steamed buns and pickles for a few years. Hardships? Dong Xuebing had enough to eat!
Dong Xuebing drove around the county town.
Town construction? Too outdated!
Living standards? Too poor!
Roads? His sports car could not drive! Many parts of the roads were cracked!
Dong Xuebing sighed. He knew that Zhen Shui County was one of the poorest counties in the country. Zhen Shui County was too poor. Dong Xuebing was impressed by his foresight. If he had driven his Porsche, he might not even reach Zhen Shui County on the road. Even if he drove to Zhen Shui County, he might not even be able to reach the county. There was not even enough money to repair the roads here.
Never mind. Never mind.
That's about it.
Dong Xuebing had a rough idea of what to do. He drove around the county and found a decent neighborhood. He spoke to the property management and paid for a parking space. After paying for a year, he parked the Land Rover in the neighborhood's underground carpark. If it was in Beijing or Fen Zhou City, the owner would not be allowed to buy a parking space if the owner was not from the neighborhood. But it was different here. The parking space was only 1,000 RMB a year. As long as you pay, they will sell it to you. Dong Xuebing had parked the Land Rover here was because of the impact. This place was too poor, and he had just been promoted to the county government. It was a bit embarrassing for him to drive an SUV worth 4 million RMB. Dong Xuebing listened to Uncle Yang. He does not have any background here, and it's better to keep a low profile.
Alright.
Let's find a place to have breakfast.
After leaving the neighborhood, Dong Xuebing wanted to hail a taxi. But after waiting for 20 minutes, he saw a taxi passing by with a passenger. Dong Xuebing shook his head helplessly. He knew he was still not used to this. There were not many taxis in such a poor county. Even if there were taxis, the residents would not be able to afford it. So, Dong Xuebing walked north to look for a place to have breakfast.
In front.
A roadside stall appeared in front of Dong Xuebing.
Dong Xuebing looked at the stall, and his stomach was growling. He quickly walked over.
It was Spring, and the temperature difference between day and night was higher. But it was not cold during the day. Dong Xuebing sat at a table and shouted. "Give me a bowl of tofu pudding."
"Ah?" The stall owner was surprised.
"Huh? You don't have tofu pudding?" Dong Xuebing asked.
The stall owner shook his head. "No."
"Then … then I will have youtiao." Dong Xuebing took a step back.
"We don't have youtiao either." The stall owner looked at Dong Xuebing. "Are you from the north?"
"Yes." Dong Xuebing asked. "What do you have here?"
The stall owner replied. "Milk, eggs, buns."
Dong Xuebing was speechless. "Then I will have a bowl of milk and two eggs. Thank you."
The milk here was pure, and it was not like the milk in the northern cities. Although the eggs were not tea eggs, they were fragrant and delicious. Dong Xuebing took a few bites and felt the taste was not bad. When he paid the bill, he realized the prices here were too cheap. The prices here were 1/4 of Beijing's, and it was even cheaper. A bowl of milk and two eggs only cost about 1 RMB.
The stall owner gave Dong Xuebing the change and asked curiously. "Young man, why are you here? We seldom have visitors from other places, and you don't look like you are here for a holiday. Furthermore, who would come here for a holiday? You wouldn't even pass by. I think you're here to work, right? "
Dong Xuebing laughed. "Yes. I am here for work."
The stall owner asked. "Did you offend someone? Did they send you here? "
Dong Xuebing smiled. "No. It's just a normal transfer."
The stall owner sighed. "Sigh … then you have come to the wrong place. Our County is poor, and there is nothing here. Even if you have money here, there is nowhere to spend it. Which factory are you working for? There are only a few factories in this area. Fur factory? Livestock farm? "
Dong Xuebing laughed. "I think this place is fine. It is good for training."
"You will not think this way in the future. Those who are capable will go out to work or be transferred to other places. Who will come back?" The stall owner sighed.
Dong Xuebing was confused and wanted to continue chatting with him. "What is your surname?"
"My surname is Yao."
"Then I will call you Uncle Yao."
"From your accent, you sound like you are from Beijing?"
"Yes. I am transferred from there."
Mr. Yao replied. "What a coincidence. My daughter had been studying in Beijing for a few years. After she graduated, she returned to her hometown to take the Civil Servant exam."
Dong Xuebing blinked. "Which department is your daughter in?"
Mr. Yao replied. "The County Government's department."
"Oh, that department is not bad." Dong Xuebing replied.
Mr. Yao shook his head and lowered his voice. "What do you mean by not bad? Our County's conditions are too bad, and the salaries are not high. The ones who are doing well are the leaders. My daughter had returned home angrily. If her mother and I had not stopped her, she would have quit her job. "
At this time, a girl's voice came from the yard behind the breakfast stall. "Dad, Brother."
Mr. Yao looked over and asked. "Cui Er, why are you out? Didn't you sleep more? "
"I am not working today. I will help you both to tidy up. Brother, pass me the bowls. I will wash them." A woman walked out from the yard and took the plates and bowls from a tanned young man.
But when Dong Xuebing saw this 25-year-old girl, he was stunned. "Yao Cui?"
Yao Cui was also surprised when she heard someone calling her name. She turned around and was shocked. "You are … … Dong Xuebing?"
Dong Xuebing did not expect to meet his university classmate in this rural area!
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