Hello, 1983

Secretary Sun of the commune led more than a dozen party secretaries and captains of the brigade, and of course they had to enter the greenhouse for a walk.

Entering from the small door on the north side, I immediately felt a sultry breath coming from the greenhouse, with a faint smell of manure, and the local atmosphere was very strong.

All the people who came here were the old dealers. Who cares about this, but they all look around excitedly.

Inside the greenhouse, it was also busy, and some village women were planting seeds.

They used hoes to draw neat little grooves in the flat vegetable border, and then sprinkled the rapeseeds in, and someone behind them was responsible for the landfill.

What are you doing?

Captain Wu came up to ask, he looked a bit like coriander seeds, but the taste was wrong.

What about celery?

A woman replied without looking up.

Isn't the celery transplanted from its roots?

Old Wu was a little confused. In his garden, he also had a small field of celery, which was celery root taken from someone else's house.

I kept following, and the big head who acted as a commentator spoke: There are too many greenhouses in our village, and the planting volume is relatively large. There is nowhere to find so many celery roots, so we can only plant them, and we can keep up with the water and fertilizer, and it will be enough in three months. Cut your head off.

The celery they grow is ordinary dryland celery. At this time, the celery has not been spread here.

The characteristics of this dryland celery are that it is relatively firm and has strong reproductive ability, and it can also be cut several times.

The growth cycle of leek is a little longer than that of celery, and it has been planted first. It is estimated that on New Year's Day, the first stubble of leek can be cut.

As for cucumbers, the seedlings are concentrated and then transplanted. This is also carried out according to the book, which saves time and effort in management.

Everyone quickly understood that celery, leeks and cucumbers are mainly grown in the greenhouse.

At this time, it is obviously aimed at the period before the Spring Festival.

Thinking back to that time, it was icy and snowy, you couldn't see any green, and it was rare to have mung bean sprouts at home.

How about a plate of stir-fried shredded potatoes with green leeks, or stir-fried vermicelli with celery, take a green fresh cucumber, poke it in the sauce bowl, and drink two cups of wine, wouldn't it be beautiful?

Gulu, many people couldn't help swallowing quietly.

At that time, how much can celery and leeks sell for a pound?

The old Liu Zhishu suddenly asked a question, and everyone woke up and listened: Yes, this is the key, okay?

As for the price, Datou didn't even think about it. He scratched his head and didn't know how to answer.

When Liu Qingshan saw it, he immediately interjected: It's hard to say now. I'll look at the market at that time. It may be sold for 10 cents or 50 cents. If there is a strong demand from the people, it is not impossible to sell it for one dollar.

One piece! Didn't that catch up with pork?

Everyone looked at the two and a half boys in the middle: You Jiapigou are poor and crazy!

Liu Qingshan smiled, noncommittal, and the big head was enlightened, arguing in his mouth: Pork can be bought with money, and the vegetables we grow, in winter, money may not be able to buy.

There was silence for a while, although they didn't believe it in their hearts, but they couldn't find a reason to refute.

After being silent for a while, the wily Secretary Liu spoke up: You are doing this, setting prices indiscriminately, so you are not afraid of giving a speculative shot?

Datou was silent again, while Grandpa Zhi coughed lightly, indicating that he had something to say.

In the past few days, he discussed this issue with Liu Qingshan, and he went back and flipped through the newspaper, and wrote down a lot of what Liu Qingshan said in the newspaper. It happened to teach his old opponent a lesson today.

Old Liu, I'm not criticizing you. Your thinking is indeed a bit outdated. Our country's reform and opening up is to gradually transform a planned economy into a market economy. What is a market economy, do you know?

Old Liu Zhishu could only hold back and shake his head.

I'm tired and crooked in my heart: I knew I would never come to Jiapigou for a long time.

With a smile on his face, the party secretary continued to say: This market economy means that the price of commodities is controlled by the market. Just like our vegetables, when the time comes, the people need them and are willing to spend a lot of money to buy them. You have to follow the laws of the market, does this have anything to do with speculation?”

Looking at the old Liu Zhishu who was humming and had nowhere to vent, the old branch secretary really wanted to shout:

Comfortable!

He hehe a few times, and then continued: Our country is now proposing to implement a dual-track price system. By the way, Lao Liu, have you heard of the dual-track price system?

This was definitely a crit. Old Secretary Liu was so angry that his face turned green, he simply turned his head and pretended to watch the woman next to him growing vegetables.

Hearing that, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but feel happy: Grandpa Zhi has a good memory. I almost remembered what I told him a few days ago.

But one can't be so unkind. After showing off, the old party secretary turned to the commune's secretary Sun Hongtao: Secretary Sun, you are more enlightened than we are. There is something wrong with what I said, and you have to give more valuable advice.

Secretary Sun smiled and waved his hand, secretly deciding in his heart that no matter how busy he is with work in the future, he should take more time to read and read newspapers, and strengthen theoretical study, otherwise, he will really fall behind.

On the other hand, those branch secretary captains were still suffocating in their hearts. In their perception, Jiapigou was hanging at the end of each production team, and they belonged to the last wolf. If they wanted to turn over, how could it be so easy.

After looking at it for a while, Captain Guan of Qianxiang Village finally found a doorway: If your greenhouse is good, there is one place, but it is not perfect. In winter, watering and irrigation will definitely be a big trouble.

Yes, in the winter, it's cold and slippery when you carry water to water the greenhouse, so why don't you get tired?

Everyone immediately became excited, and just as they were about to start a fight, they heard the big head say slowly: We are killing a small well, one of the three greenhouses is used to kill a well, this one doesn't have one, let's go to the western courtyard, Uncle Shuai The killing well at home has been drilled.

So from this greenhouse, we went to the next one, and soon everyone saw the small well, which was inside the greenhouse.

The iron pipe with the thick mouth of the bowl was plunged into the ground, and a pressure rod was attached to the top.

Without the need for others to do anything, Zhang Dashuai happily began to demonstrate: I tell you, this well is getting old, I used to draw water on the edge of the well, but I couldn't reach the reel handle, but now I can easily drain the water. Press it out.

As he said that, he poured two scoops of water into the iron pipe and squeezed the handle.

After pressing for more than a dozen times, the water below was drawn up, and dripped out along the front outlet.

The water is clear. Everyone took the gourd and tasted it. The entrance was sweet and refreshing. At the beginning, there was a slight rust smell, but after the end, it was gone.

Others thought it was strange, so they went up to press it a few times, and said, Hey, this thing is good, it's almost better than the tap water in the city.

Old Zhang, how much does it cost to kill such a well?

Captain Wu was also tempted, got close to the old party secretary and began to dig out the bottom.

Speaking of the price, the old party secretary's face twitched, and he was dying of heartache.

But in his mouth, he said lightly: It's not expensive or expensive, even with the wages and materials, it's less than 300 yuan to kill a well.

What the hell? Three hundred dollars!

Nearly dropped a jaw in shock.

They have all understood just now that if it is not for this well killing, if there are three households, at least one must hit the ***, that is 3,000 yuan!

After a long time, a sour voice sounded from the crowd: The buns have meat but not on the pleats. You Jiapigou, you are really rich.

What kind of money do you have? We also borrowed from the bank. We borrowed 10,000 yuan. It will be spent in a blink of an eye.

The old party secretary finally couldn't help it, and poured out the bitter water that was in his heart. This loan was like a big rock, pressing down in his heart.

Okay, old Zhang, you have the courage, I am convinced!

Old Liu Zhishu was no longer angry, and he figured it out in his heart: Look at Jiapigou, people dare to play so much with loans, this is a posture that will kill you!

Regardless of whether it succeeds or not, this courage is worth admiring.

Thinking about the brigade that you are in, the foundation is much stronger than Jiapigou, but if you keep lying down and earning your money, I am afraid that you will be left behind by Jiapigou in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, old Liu Zhishu suddenly felt a sense of urgency in his heart, a feeling that the time was not for me.

This is especially true of others, who were not very happy to come here, but now feel that the trip is worthwhile, very inspired and very educated.

Without the thought of nitpicking, all the people in the visiting group corrected their mentality and began to ask for advice humbly.

Captain Guan of Xiangqian Village, with a relatively straightforward temperament, asked directly, Old Party Secretary Zhang, can our village make this plastic greenhouse?

Seeing that the old party secretary still wanted to hide it, Liu Qingshan smiled and said, Of course we can do it, and we can do it in Qingshan Commune and even in Bishui County.

Aren't you afraid that if you plant all greenhouses, you will rob you of Jiapigou's fortune?

Captain Guan can say whatever he wants.

Liu Qingshan shook his head confidently: No matter what industry it is, only if it has a certain scale, can it all benefit.

Let's think about it, if our county becomes a greenhouse vegetable base, then we don't need to go out to sell, the surrounding cities and counties will automatically come to buy, and then we will sit on the kang head and sell the vegetables. go out.

Yes, this is the reason!

Captain Guan smashed his fist. He had already made up his mind to build a plastic greenhouse.

Maybe it's too late this year, so I'll start early next year, and while thinking about it, I look at Liu Qingshan and Datou, the two and a half boys: These are talents.

Even Secretary Sun of the commune was greatly inspired and began to calculate the overall industrial layout of each production team.

After coming out of the greenhouse, everyone had their own thoughts and walked to the pig farm.

And the old branch secretary Liu quietly dragged his head to the side, chatting affectionately about family affairs.

Liu Qingshan leaned over and listened, and immediately couldn't help but cocked the corners of his mouth, only to hear the old Liu Zhishu asking the big head: You sixteen, are you engaged?

As soon as he looked at his big head and shook his head, the old Liu Zhishu put on an incomparably kind look: My third granddaughter is also sixteen years old this year, she is handsome and capable, and one day I will ask your father to lead me to my grandfather's house. Look at it?

Seeing the big red face made by the big head, Liu Qingshan couldn't help it, and burst out laughing.

This also alerted the others, so they turned their guns and aimed at the old Liu Zhishu.

Hey, you old slick, you're really fast, you're ready to grab someone, right!

You're an old trickster and slippery, old Liu, you're too inauthentic. In order to rob a technician, you've even used a beauty trick. Do you still want to show your face?

Hearing this quarrel, the big guy's father, the captain Zhang Guofu, really wanted to laugh three times: My naive son, when will it become a hot commodity, hahaha...