Bringing space back to the 1970s to develop rural areas

"Huh~" Yang Qingdai, who woke up in her pajamas on the comfortable big bed in the space, exhaled a breath. She had been busy for almost an all night and was so tired that she fell asleep as soon as she got into bed. She didn't even have time to open and check the benefits given to her by the farm space.

"Xiaodao, please help me open the random mysterious treasure chest and see what's inside." Yang Qingdai lay on the bed lazily and didn't want to move, communicating with Xiaodao with her consciousness.

"Rice, millet, wheat, flour, and wheat flour, each one thousand kilograms; mutton, beef, and pork, each five hundred kilograms; brown sugar, white sugar, fruit candies from this world, White Rabbit candies, and chocolate, each one hundred kilograms; red, yellow, and white wine, each one hundred bottles; one plant each of 100-year-old ginseng, Polygonum multiflorum, purple Ganoderma lucidum, and red ginseng.

I have planted the herbs for you on the hill behind and marked them."

The more Xiaodao spoke, the brighter Yang Qingdai's eyes became. This wealthy farm owner could be dealt with.

Once the boss makes a move, you will know whether it is possible or not.

She seemed to see her wish of retiring at 35 fulfilled ahead of schedule.

She got up happily, washed up, took out the steaming shrimp dumplings, steamed rice dumplings, chicken feet, steamed spareribs with rice flour from the space, and had a bowl of wolfberry and pork liver soup, and ate with a smile.

In a good mood, Yang Qingdai took her household registration and various certification documents and hurried to the shipyard.

Coincidentally, Yang Qingdai saw the factory director Zhang Qizheng right after getting off the car. She quickly called him, "Uncle Zhang, Uncle Zhang Qizheng."

"Slow down, slow down, don't run, don't run," said Zhang Qizhen, an employee of the shipyard who was wearing a blue work suit like the people around him. He hurried forward to support Yang Qingdai, who was out of breath due to jogging, and brought them to his office together.

He poured a glass of water, thought for a moment, took out two spoonfuls of brown sugar from the drawer and added it in. "Come, drink a cup of sugar water to moisten your throat. I was thinking of taking some time out these two days to come over and ask you what's going on? Why did your mother come to me and say that she wanted to give the job quota to your eldest stepbrother?"

Putting down the cup in her hand, Yang Qingdai said angrily, "It's not me. It was my mother who forced me to give up my job in order to please my stepfather's family. When I refused, she smashed my head. Uncle Zhang, I don't want them to get the job my father left for me, and I don't want their family to occupy the home my father left for me."

The original owner's scumbag mother remarried and her household registration had long been moved out of the Yang family.

Originally, they wanted to move her household registration, but the Li family disliked it. In addition, her mother was afraid that if her household registration was moved out, she would lose her job at the shipyard, so her household registration is still registered in the factory's collective household registration.

It has nothing to do with that scumbag mom.

Zhang Qi Zheng suppressed his anger. If Yang Ruoshu had not said before she sacrificed herself that keeping Li Juhua would help catch a big fish, he would have dealt with her immediately. He would never have left her to harm Ruoshu's precious daughter.

He had learned from Yang Ruoshu long ago that Li Juhua had always hated Yang Qingdai, her daughter, from turning a blind eye to her now. But every time he went there, the girl would not mention anything about the bad things Li Juhua had done in order to reassure them, so he couldn't say anything or do anything.

He suppressed his hatred for that family and said as gently as possible: "Uncle knows that you are a smart child. Whatever you want to do, I will support you."

"Uncle Zhang, I want to sell the job my father left me." Yang Qingdai was very determined. "I want to rent out the two small Western-style buildings at home. My mother used my household registration certificate to register me as an educated youth in the countryside. I will be leaving in a few days in Qingshan Brigade, Chenhe Town, Beishi City, Heilongjiang Province."

"What?" Zhang Qizheng was shocked. "I'll find someone to replace the name right away."

Damn, did that woman think that all her comrades were dead?

Yang Ruoshu died in the fight against enemy spies in order to protect the factory's research data, and was posthumously named a martyr; further back, the girl's grandparents spent almost all their wealth to buy food and medicine for the anti-Japanese fighters, and finally died on the 38th parallel.

With just these, the state pension, the reserved job quota at her workplace, and the small Western-style house that Yang Ruoshu left for her, she doesn't need to go to the countryside at all.

Zhang Qizhen was so angry that he wanted to slap the woman a few times and ask her if her conscience had been eaten by a dog?

Sensing that Zhang Qizheng was on the verge of anger, Yang Qingdai consoled him, "Uncle Zhang, it's actually quite good to go to the countryside.

I heard that crops in Heilongjiang Province are basically harvested once a year, so there is a lot of idle time. I can use the time to continue reading and learn more useful knowledge so that I can better serve the motherland and live up to the expectations of my grandparents and father.

And at this particular time, I don’t want Uncle Zhang to give the enemy any handle because of me.”

It is now April 76, and the days that follow are extremely turbulent.

She hid in the countryside and quietly acquired knowledge to prepare for the college entrance examination at the end of 77. Now there are treasures everywhere in the Northeast, and it is no different from picking up money if you just wander around in any mountain.

Make more money, wait until the ground is full of gold to pick up gold everywhere, and then try to retire at the age of 35 and travel around China.

Seeing Yang Qingdai’s face full of longing, the white gauze on her head could not affect the radiance she exuded.

This is what Yang Ruoshu's daughter should look like. Zhang Qizhen felt uncomfortable with the timid person he saw in the past two years.

I thought to myself, I will contact my old comrades in Heilongjiang Province after get off work, so that when she arrives in Heilongjiang Province, at least someone will take care of her. Since I can't persuade her, I will take care of her in many ways: "Okay, how much are you going to sell for your job quota?"

"Five hundred yuan, plus twenty kilograms of cotton coupons, fifty industrial coupons, one hundred kilograms of grain coupons, and twenty kilograms of sugar coupons. The coupons need to be valid nationwide. Is that okay?" Yang Qingdai asked.

The job of an office clerk in a shipyard was worth thousands of dollars and there were always many people vying for it, but the tickets she wanted were not so easy to get.

Zhang Qizheng waved his hand and said, "If you sell me the job quota, I'll give you another 100 yuan and 20 kilograms of meat coupons."

His eldest daughter also responded to the country's call and went to the countryside, and has not returned to the city for ten years. It's not that he can't do it, but he can't go against his conscience and squeeze out innocent people's jobs in exchange for his daughter to come back.

It doesn't matter who you sell your job to. Selling it to Zhang Qizheng can earn you a favor. "Are you planning to let Sister Xiao return to the city?"

Seeing the nod, Yang Qingdai said considerately: "Then I only need ten kilograms of meat coupons. The hundred yuan is for Sister Xiao to buy nice clothes, and the meat coupons are for Auntie to buy meat for Sister Xiao to nourish her body. She has been working too hard in the Northwest."

In this era of scarcity, even if you have money, it is difficult to buy things without the corresponding tickets. She has everything in her space, but she needs a clear way to take it out and use it.

"Uncle Zhang, don't feel bad. I'll have to trouble you to mail my package when I get to Heilongjiang Province. If you make excuses, I won't dare to write to you to ask you to mail things for me." With these words, he stopped Zhang Qizhen from trying to give him money or tickets.

In an era when the average salary was only 20 or 30 yuan, 100 yuan was the living expenses for an average family for most of the year, not to mention the hard-to-get meat coupons.

This child is just too kind-hearted, which is why he keeps tolerating that woman Li Juhua.