Hello, 1983

Xu Maowen is a deputy director of the Bishui County Grain Depot. These days, units like the Grain Depot that can control materials are very popular.

Moreover, Xu Maowen is not yet forty years old, and there is still some room for improvement.

So when he heard that there are hundreds of tons of rice here in Jiapigou, he was moved.

Today in the Northeast, rice is a scarce commodity, and people who eat commercial grains are charged two or two rice per person per month.

A large family, saving for a month, may not be able to eat a meal of rice.

If there are hundreds of tons of rice, then it will be different. It will be distributed to the various grain stores below, and the workers who receive the grain will not be euthanized?

And this kind of word of mouth is what Director Xu needs most.

When the time comes, let’s do it well, and the higher-ranking cadres will get more rice. As long as this is done well, maybe he will be able to go further.

After all, the old director is getting old and approaching retirement age.

It was with this idea that Xu Maowen, the director of the grain depot, appeared in the small village of Jiapigou. He felt that he had given enough face.

Being invited to the humble team headquarters, the old party secretary, Captain Zhang and the uncle of the boss accompany him to chat, and Xu Maowen knows a little bit. This small mountain village is not simple.

But when it comes to buying rice, the old party secretary and captain Zhang said that they can't make up their minds.

Xu Maowen was a little angry in his heart: The three elders in your village are all here, what else can't be settled?

So he became a little impatient: Now the state has regulations that do not allow private reselling of grain. It is illegal. You rice, if you don't sell it to our grain depot, where else can you sell it?

Grain prices will not be opened until next year, and now farmers can only sell grain through the grain depot.

Captain Zhang has a bad temper, so he hummed twice: If we can't sell it, then we will keep it for ourselves.

Xu Maowen has always been pampered, and when he was robbed like this, he also stood up:

Have the villagers finished eating so much rice? Besides, even the county leaders can't eat rice and flour like this every day. You Jiapigou are too crazy!

What's the matter, we didn't eat your rice, we grew it ourselves, we can eat whatever we want!

Captain Zhang also can't see this kind of prestige and putting on airs.

Stiff neck.

Director Xu blushed and had a thick neck: Do you still have any perspective on the overall situation? Rice is in short supply right now. Don't you know how to support the country, comrade, your thinking is too backward!

When the old party secretary saw it, he quickly stood up and adjusted: Director Xu, calm down first, don't take offense that we rural people speak straight.

After a few words of reassurance, he continued: Although our three main village cadres are here, it is Qingshan who decides the matter in the cooperative. I watched him go up the mountain in the morning, and when he comes back, let's take care of it again. discuss?

The more Director Xu listened, the more angry he became: It's obvious that you're trying to talk shit. If that green mountain doesn't come back for a few days, I'm still waiting here.

So he put on his hat, greeted the driver, and went out angrily, shouting as he went.

The old party secretary and the boss’s uncle chased them out. Captain Zhang disliked these cadres who came down to show their prestige, and he also cursed:

Running to our land and pretending to be a big-tailed wolf, what kind of onion are you?

At this time, Liu Qingshan and Er Biaozi also walked towards this side. The old party secretary took a look and waved quickly:

Qingshan, you're going down the mountain. I was looking for you. This is Director Xu of the grain depot. We are discussing to buy our rice.

Liu Qingshan walked over unhurriedly and extended his hand to Director Xu.

Unexpectedly, Director Xu was angry, and seeing that he was a young man, he was too lazy to shake hands, and said angrily: Give me a good word, do you sell your rice?

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but blink: Is it so rude to go shopping?

Immediately after thinking about it, I understand that in this era, most of the departments that control materials are actually this virtue.

In particular, grain depots are equivalent to the existence of their immediate bosses for farmers.

So he smiled and said, Director Xu, if you want to buy or sell, of course you have to sit down and discuss it together.

Director Xu waved his arm: There is no negotiation. If you want to sell it, our grain depot will buy it at a fair price. If you don't sell it, your captain said, keep it for yourself, a bunch of buns, can you afford to eat rice?

Now even the old party secretary can't hold his face: Director Xu, are you looking down on our farmers?

The owner of the car also raised his face: If it weren't for the grain that our farmers have worked so hard to grow, what would your grain depot receive?

Speaking of this, he became even more angry: When the grain is harvested every year, you grain rats are deducting this and that, pressing hard and waiting, and in the end, you are all fattened, right?

Coincidentally, this Director Xu was slightly fat. Looking at the smiling eyes projected by Liu Qingshan, he immediately bombed the temple:

The rice you planted in Jiapigou was originally unplanned. The grain depot has no obligation to purchase it. You all leave it in the warehouse to get moldy!

After speaking, he got into the car angrily and drove away in a hurry.

Sitting in the car, Director Xu was so angry that he cursed, Bumper, a bunch of bum!

Seeing that the leader was angry, the driver quickly comforted him: Director, don't be angry, tell the grain depots below that you will never accept the rice from Jiapigou, and make these bastards stare.

Hey, Xiao Zhao, keep an eye on it, if they dare to resell the rice without permission, they'll just grab it and give these bastards some color!

Director Xu was really angry this time. If he didn't teach them a lesson, did he really think he was the big brother?

Just look at it.

The driver agreed, kicked the accelerator, the speed of the car soared, and in the blink of an eye, the small mountain village of Jiapigou was left behind, and there was no trace of it.

At the same time, the elders in Jiapigou were so angry that Liu Qingshan had to comfort them:

To be angry with this person is to punish yourself with other people's mistakes. It's not worth it.

Punish yourself for the mistakes of others? Uncle boss smacked his lips, and quickly figured out the truth of this sentence:

Hey, it's still Qingshan, you are literate, don't get angry, and get angry with this kind of grain rat, isn't that a tiger?

The old party secretary looked worried: Then how do we get our rice, do we keep it for ourselves? That seems to be a bit of a loser?

Don't worry, Grandpa Zhi, I will run for the market and see if I can sell it.

Liu Qingshan already has a plan in mind, and he is going to try it first. If it doesn't work, he will contact the Spring City Automobile Factory directly. It is estimated that people will not be happy.

But Captain Zhang still didn't calm down: These gang of grain rats have black hearts, and they want to buy them at a fair price. How much can they sell?

While everyone was talking, several large carriages drove into the yard, all of which were pulling carrots that had just come out of the ground.

This is the last crop, because it rained a few days ago and the ground was muddy, so it has been delayed until now.

So I hurriedly called up people to start processing the carrots, that is, peeling off the top, then smearing mud or something, and then installing the big liberation.

When it was almost noon, I packed everything up, and in the afternoon, I directly pulled it to Jinyang Food Company, and I could exchange it for cash.

Liu Qingshan also washed one and chewed it: This carrot is really good, we have to store it and save it for winter.

You don't need to say it, it's already down the cellar.

The old party secretary said cheerfully, this carrot is a bumper harvest this year, and it is also a big income for the cooperative.

The uncle of the boss also happily took up the conversation: And there is still a lot of storage. Pharaoh said that in winter, those cows can eat one a day to replenish their lives.

Liu Qingshan was also a little confused: I heard that old ginseng can hang one's life, but did not hear that carrots can also have this effect?

Just at this time, Professor Wang led the students and came back from the greenhouse for lunch. Hearing their conversation, he laughed: It's vitamins!

Hey, it's not enough to say vitamins.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but rejoice: Uncle Boss, you have to study hard when you live to learn.

Dangdang, the school also rang the bell to dismiss, and Xiao Lao Si Gang, Shan Xing and Xiao Man walked over holding hands and suddenly shouted.

Wow, big deer!

At the same time, Liu Qingshan also screamed badly. Fortunately, he was clever, turned around abruptly, poked the half carrot in his hand forward, and put it directly into the mouth of the sika deer.

Kachi, Kachi, the sika deer is really rude, and the chew is very fragrant. After eating, in order to show his reward to Liu Qingshan, he even touched him with his antlers.

This guy knows what to do.

Liu Qingshan smiled, and then saw the children chatting, holding carrots and starting to feed the group of sika deer.

These guys are getting more and more courageous. They roam around the village, and even the dogs don't bite them anymore.

Zhang Dashuai looked at the deer, so greedy, if this is to kill one, dumplings filled with venison, tsk tsk...

But looking at his youngest son, also holding a carrot and feeding a cute little deer, he dismissed the idea.

Seeing this scene, Liu Qingshan was also very happy: It seems that in the spring of next year, we will be able to cut the antlers.

When Zhang Dashuai heard it, he was excited again: When the time comes, I will personally handle the knife and cut the saw myself!

This guy, as the dumb grandfather said: the killing intent is too heavy.

Liu Qingshan smiled and shook his head: It seems that we need to store more carrots, and there are dozens of mouths like the sika deer.

Then he mentioned that at this Canton Fair, their promotional video for Jiapigou made those foreigners look stupid, and they all shouted to see this kind of harmony between man and nature, and between man and animals.

In another two years, the country will continue to open up more and more, and it is estimated that foreign tourists will come to travel. At that time, everyone will be able to earn US dollars while sitting at home.

When everyone heard it, they were not excited. Zhang Dashuai also touched his youngest son's head: So, protecting animals is better than killing and eating meat?

Father, if you continue to kill all the time in the future, then I won't recognize you as a father!

The little guy puffed out his cheeks and challenged his father angrily.

Zhang Dashuai also wiped his bald head: Mom, my son is in charge of Laozi, okay, we won't kill anything else in the future, we will kill pigs.

Just at this time, Zhang Ganzi happily ran over from the pig farm: Master, believe it or not, I led that group of brothers to bring down your house!

Zhang Dashuai touched his bald head again and remembered a martial arts movie he had watched two days ago, so he put his hands together:

Amitabha, I will put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot.

Liu Qingshan was also very happy: Uncle Shuai, don't, it's up to you to kill pigs during the Chinese New Year.