In the age of crossing books, the female supporting role of salted fish won

After hearing Luo Minghui's words, Song Juan sighed and said, "Director, can't you think of a way?"

"The resources in the sea are very rich."

"If we can open up the market for seafood, our county will never continue to be poor!"

"I also want to open up sales, but is there nothing I can do?"

Luo Minghui grimaced.

He doesn't want to find a way out for Ping County's seafood, but he has no money.

There is no money, not only because they have no money to transport the seafood, but even if they find a way to transport it, if they can't sell it at a high price, then this trip will be a pure loss-making business.

After listening to Luo Minghui's complaints, Song Juan said nothing more.

No money is a big problem.

They don’t have money to transport things out. Similarly, when things are shipped out, many people don’t have money to buy them.

And those who have money to buy can buy anything.

Song Juan walked around the office and thought about it all morning, but in the end she couldn't come up with any good solution.

Song Juan felt a little depressed all day long.

Even when Qu Ping came over during lunch, Song Juan was not interested and she was a little listless.

"What's wrong with you?"

After returning home from get off work, Mu Xi saw Song Juan's listless look and couldn't help but get closer to her out of curiosity, "You didn't dream about something again, did you?"

"no!"

Song Juan shook her head violently, "I was just thinking about how to not be so poor!"

"Well, let me tell you, don't even think about it!"

Mu Xi gently pulled Song Juan into his arms, "Nowadays, life is much better than before. You have to eat in one bite, and you can't become fat after one bite."

"Besides, this kind of thing is beyond the control of a small section chief of the Agricultural Research Department like you!"

"You, you'd better think about what we should eat for dinner!"

"I can't take care of it, then you can take care of it!"

Song Juan rolled her eyes at Mu Xi.

Mu Xi shrugged and said, "I can't control it either."

"You want people on the beach to sell the catch, but the question is, who will buy it?"

"Most people don't have money. Even if they have money, if they cut off pounds of meat and eat it, wouldn't it be delicious?"

"You can cut the meat and squeeze out the oil!"

"But you bought the fish and brought it back. If you want it to taste good, you have to work harder!"

……

Mu Xi immediately started talking and explained clearly the difference between eating fish and eating meat.

Song Juan doesn't know that it takes a lot of fuel to make delicious fish.

"You really don't have to think so much!"

"Our country will get better and better. I believe that one day, people can eat meat if they want, fish if they want, and vegetables if they want!"

"By then, every household will have a car, and there will be high-rise buildings everywhere!"

Hearing what Mu Xi said, Song Juan couldn't help but look at him with a little more scrutiny.

As a time traveler, Song Juan naturally knew how rapidly this country would develop in the future, but how could Mu Xi know this?

Could it be that Mu Xi, like her, has traveled through time?

Not right!

If Mu Xi traveled through time, according to the character of the male protagonist in the male videos she had watched, he would definitely collect antiques, go to the black market, and maybe even open a harem.

"Is there really such a day?"

"definitely!"

Mu Xi said confidently, "Our nation has never really been knocked down. No matter what dark course we go through, we will eventually rise again!"

"Believe me, this day will not be far away!"

"In ten years, 20 years, or 30 years, our country will definitely look different every day."

"We will all be witnesses!"