Hello, 1983

When the visiting group arrived at the pig farm, they were once again shocked: the neat rows of pig houses were all brick and tile structures, and even the ground was a thick concrete floor, which was enough to be labeled at a glance.

Someone couldn't help but ask: You guys are really willing to invest in Jiapigou. With all these red bricks and cement, is it not good to build a house?

Captain Zhang recovered from his pride in his son and choked the other party:

We are using good steel to the edge of the knife. We get rich first, then build a house. We live in a big brick house, and the house is so poor. Is it interesting?

This made sense, everyone nodded, and then entered the pig farm, and saw a man in overalls, carrying two buckets of pig manure, swaying towards him.

He also hummed a little tune in his mouth: The man has a pig's head, and Zhu Bajie is making trouble at Gao Lao Zhuang. The man has a pig's head again, and the son of Zhu Bajie is Xiao Kelang.

Are you Zhang Ganzi?

Old Liu Zhishu leaned over to take a closer look, yes, it was Zhang Pangzi.

In the winter of last year, Zhang Ganzi went on a blind date in their village and introduced one of his widow and niece.

I have long heard that Zhang Ganzi is a lazy person, so when we went on a blind date, I specially asked him to help with some work.

Of course, it's not a heavy job, it's guillotine grass, which is cut into small pieces with a guillotine knife, which can be used to feed cattle and horses.

As a result, when the meal was ready in the house, and when I looked outside, the straw was not bundled, and no one was seen.

It was Liu Zhishu's niece's niece who had good ears, and when she heard there seemed to be movement in the haystack, she leaned in to see that Zhang Ganzi was sleeping soundly in the nest.

Liu Zhishu was so angry that he went up and kicked the lazy guy to wake up. He didn't even save the meal, so he just beat him away.

It was because of the deep impression that I recognized this jerk at a glance today.

Zhang Ganzi squinted: Who are you, you look familiar, don't get in the way, I haven't finished picking pig manure.

Zhang Ganzi, can you do this dirty work?

Liu Zhishu was a little unconvinced, and asked another question.

What's wrong with this job, it's much better than digging out thatched louvres.

Zhang Ganzi rolled his eyes and seemed to remember: You are the elder Liu of Shoulin Village, Wang Cuihua is his uncle, right? Last year, you kicked me several times on a blind date. Today, when you came to my site, I just kicked back. .

This guy was wearing boots, and the soles of the shoes were sticky with pig shit, so scared that Liu Zhishu hurriedly hid behind his grandfather.

The old party secretary immediately went over and gave Zhang Ganzi a kick and shouted: Hurry up and go to work, this is a guest from our village.

Zhang Pole then reluctantly carried the pig manure away, and it stinks all the way.

This kid is really more promising than last year.

Liu Lao Branch Secretary gave a fairly fair evaluation. After all, all lazy people know how to work, which proves that they also have a head in their hearts.

In fact, everyone has felt it for a long time: although Jiapigou is not rich, and even borrowed loans, but in the whole village, everyone is motivated and has hope in life. Is it far to get rich?

When I got to the pig house, I looked at those little piglets, eating, drinking water, and growing meat, and I was even more envious.

There are five or six hundred piglets. Can you raise them? Give us half of them.

Captain Wu wanted to split half of it when they met. Seeing this pig farm, who wouldn't be envious of these people?

Old Wu, you are really a lion with a big mouth. We piglets eat dry food and drink water automatically. There are three people in the entire pig farm, one for crushing feed, one for feeding pigs, and one for shoveling shit. How can we not be able to raise them?

The old party secretary cheerfully refuted the other party. Now that he has piglets in his hands, he is not panic. Anyway, you are begging me.

Okay, okay, we beg you to Jiapigou head office, I owe you a favor this time.

Or is the old Liu Zhishu able to bend and stretch,

Just put the words in place, and the rest depends on how Jiapigou chooses.

Grandpa Branch Secretary and Captain Zhang looked at each other, nodded slightly, and then the old branch secretary said: We live in eight villages in ten miles, no one can ask for anyone, and even Secretary Sun is here. Give.

Everyone was happy when they heard it, and it was a worthwhile trip to get the piglets back.

And there is also an unexpected harvest. The development of Jiapigou has given them a sense of urgency. Invisibly, it has added a lot of motivation and inspired a lot.

But, at this price...

Grandpa Zhishu pulled the conversation back again.

Hearing that these branch secretary captains turned over in their hearts: Sure enough, they still have to be slaughtered.

But they can only recognize it. After all, even if they are rich, they can't buy so many piglets during this period of time.

The weather is getting colder and colder. Of course, the sooner you buy the piglets, the better. Otherwise, the piglets will not grow up in the cold weather and must freeze to death.

Old Zhang, how much are you piglets per pound, we will give you an extra cent, what do you think?

Old Liu Zhishu was cruel and gave a price.

The villagers who followed were all delighted: Qing Shan was right, in just a few days, the price of piglets had gone up a lot.

And Grandpa Zhi didn't say a word, but kept smiling and shaking his head.

That one catty plus two cents, the head office will do!

After that, the old Liu Zhishu was also a little angry. Isn't this taking advantage of the fire? It's too inauthentic.

Grandpa Branch Secretary still shook his head, seeing that the commune Secretary Sun felt a little too much. Just as he was about to say a few fair words, the old branch secretary said:

The rabbits don't eat the grass on the edge of the nest, everyone is from the same commune, and they have all suffered disasters, can we Jiapigou earn your money with our conscience? It's done.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they were all overjoyed:

Old Zhang, you still pay attention to Jiapigou!

It's too righteous. If you have anything to do with our Shoulin Village in the future, just say hello!

It's the same for us in Qiancun!

Jiapigou immediately gained a lot of goodwill, and Secretary Sun of the commune also smiled and praised the village cadres in Jiapigou for being good people.

On the contrary, the uncle boss and the other villagers who came with him were secretly a little unhappy: what about the high price they agreed to sell?

It's heartbreaking to do the math, if every pound of piglets were sold for two cents more, they would almost be able to get back to their books.

No business, who wouldn't be happy to do it?

Even if some piglets were damaged during the breeding process, it would not be too distressing.

Only Liu Qingshan knew the inside story and laughed and said nothing. This strategy was researched by him together with the party secretary and the captain.

The rest is simple. The pigs are caught and weighed, and the piglets are put into big baskets. Then the village sent several large carriages to send them to the production teams.

It's almost noon, let's have a bite to eat in Jiapigou.

Grandpa Zhishu greeted him, but everyone was in a hurry to pull the piglets back to the village, and they all refused. Even the secretary of the commune, Sun, rode a bicycle and went back together.

The wind of eating and drinking has not yet arisen.

When the outsiders were gone, the villagers began to complain.

Don't worry, everyone, we actually made a profit.

Liu Qingshan stood up and explained to everyone: This piglet has been raised with us for more than a week, and it has grown several kilograms.

Yes, everyone suddenly realized that Piggy is almost twenty pounds in size. If such a big pig is at the market, no one will buy it.

Even if someone buys it, the price has to be pushed down hard.

Dazhang Luo's head was very lively, and he quickly figured it out: Also, our pigs have enough to eat, so we directly soaked in the scale, and took a lot of advantage.

Everyone continued to nod. Everyone went to the purchasing station to sell pigs. After that, they will deliberately hang you for two hours. After the feces and urine in the pig's stomach are emptied, they will be weighed.

So after all that, I actually made a profit, and I also won a good reputation.

Fame seems to be useless, but it is actually quite useful.

For example, when young men and women are introducing objects, a master like Zhang Ganzi has a bad reputation, and naturally no one wants to pay attention.

The good reputation of Jiapigou spread out, and the girls in the surrounding ten miles and eight villages were proud to be married to Jiapigou, and the young man in the village would not have to worry about marrying a daughter-in-law.

Even if a girl is married to another village, she feels righteous.

These are also invisible benefits brought by a good reputation. It seems that the party secretary grandfather is scheming and thinking long-term.

If you only covet this immediate benefit and offend all the people in the villages, even if someone says they are kissing in the future, as soon as they hear that they are from Jiapigou, people will think of this and say a few words of despair, and the marriage will be yellow. Woolen cloth.

After they figured it out, everyone stopped complaining and happily went about their business.

When the crowd dispersed, the old party secretary patted Liu Qingshan on the shoulder: Qingshan, good boy, we Jiapigou, the first time we are so proud, it's all your credit!

Whether it is to deduct the greenhouse or raise pigs, Liu Qingshan has been leading the way behind the scenes, and he has contributed a lot.

Hey, Grandpa Zhi, do you want to abdicate again and let Xian go?

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I do want to, but I'm afraid you're not too rare. Qingshan, you will be admitted to university in the future, and you will be a state cadre after graduation. I'm afraid that you will never want to go back to Jiapigou again.

The old party secretary shook his head, feeling a little lost in his heart.

Liu Qingshan doesn't see it this way: Grandpa Party Secretary, Uncle Captain, I think that going to university is not to be a state cadre, but to learn skills and gain knowledge. When I finish university, I will definitely come back and build Jiapigou into the best possible place. A wealthy village!

Really?

Looking at Liu Qingshan's firm eyes, he knew that he was not joking.

The old party secretary and the uncle captain reached out at the same time, patted Liu Qingshan on both shoulders, and said at the same time:

Good boy, when the time comes, I will give you the village party secretary!

Qingshan, when the time comes, you will be the captain!

Liu Qingshan's body was a lot shorter: Grandpa Branch Secretary, Uncle Captain, I can't have two jobs, you should keep doing it, I'll just follow along and beat the drums.

Are you playing side drums? I'd like to tell you, what are you doing in the band, just making silly gestures with a wooden stick?

Captain Zhang couldn't remember for a while, Liu Qingshan hurriedly said, Is it the commander?

Captain Zhang slapped his thigh vigorously: That's right, that's the conductor. Although he doesn't have any instruments, it's easy to move the stick in his hand. I guess, if he's not obedient, he'll definitely get off the stage and take it with him. The little stick hit the skull hard!

Haha... The happy laughter echoed over the pig farm, and Zhang Ganzi in the distance was refreshed: What's the matter, so happy, wouldn't it be Wang Cuihua, the widow of Shoulin Village, who is going to ask me to go on a blind date?