1983 Small Island, Starting From a Large Farmer

 After the three of them sat down.

 Director Li told him about the follow-up to the abalone farming incident.

　　 said that when they were preparing to detain the Hong Kong Islander named "Bu Nana", the hotel owner behind him hired a lawyer.

 Put all the responsibility on the dead Zhang Wenbin, but in the end, under pressure from above, the unit that took him into custody released him.

 Speaking of which.

 Director Li couldn't help but slap the table.

"Damn it, we worked hard for more than a month, and the evidence was conclusive. In the end, the cook was released just because the cooking was delicious."

 Secretary Chen was also helpless.

Li Duoyu thinks this result is normal. After all, in this environment of internal tightness and external looseness, many big things are reduced to trivial matters.

 Lin Shengbin makes good tea.

 First served a cup of tea to Secretary Chen and Director Li, and then served a cup of tea to Li Duoyu.

To be honest, he was quite embarrassed. Just a moment ago he was arrogant and indifferent to others, but in the blink of an eye, he was serving tea and water to others.

However, he was more curious.

Who is this young man and why is it that Secretary Chen and their director want to talk to him about such an important matter?

 In the corridor.

Lin Shengbin, who had just finished delivering the tea, saw that the man's follower was there, so he handed him a cigarette on the spot.

“Brother, can I ask you what the identity of the comrade who came with you just now is?”

Chen Wenchao gave him a disgusted look.

Who is your brother?

“What else can we say? We are just ordinary people.”

Lin Shengbin struck a match and quickly lit the cigarette: "It was my fault just now. Let me apologize to you first."

Seeing him put down his posture, Chen Wenchao did not show mercy and said directly: "The person just now is the village director of our Xiasha Village."

Such a young village director?

Lin Shengbin suddenly thought of something: "Does your village director grow kelp and go abroad for inspection?"

 Chen Wenchao nodded.

The corner of Lin Shengbin's mouth twitched. No wonder he always felt that the words Li Duoyu were familiar, but his brain had a short-circuit just now and he just couldn't remember it.

The youngest village director in the town and the first person to raise kelp. Not long ago, he also went abroad for inspection on behalf of the fishermen of Shangfeng Town.

Although Lin Shengbin smiled on the outside, he couldn't help but curse in his heart:

Mattan, this person is really so. I came up and said directly, I am the village director of Xiasha Village, Shima Island.

 Why do you keep such a low profile?

Lin Shengbin smiled with a smile on his face: "Comrade, if you don't find it troublesome, let's make a new transcript. This time we will try to write it in more detail."

 “I think it will work.”

Chen Wenchao nodded and explained the story of the stolen oysters seriously.

 “Are you sure it’s four acres?”

Chen Wenchao said seriously: "Four acres is right."

 In the office.

Secretary Chen said: "Duoyu, I'm looking for you today. In addition to telling you how much money I will recover, there is something I need your advice on."

 “I am just an ordinary farmer, how can I dare to make suggestions?”

“Don’t do this with me. We haven’t known each other for a day or two. Besides, Director Li and I both know about your overseas trip.”

“Not only did you earn five fishing rods for free, it is said that the boat owner also gave you a fishing boat. Please treat us to a meal sometime.”

Li Duoyu grinned.

"It's something that hasn't even happened yet. The ship hasn't been received yet. Who knows whether the other party will give it to me."

“Forget it, let’s get down to business. You are more experienced in breeding. See if those two Hong Kong Islanders can help digest the thousands of acres of abalone breeding fields in our town.”

"There shouldn't be much of a problem in our village. When the time comes, I will put the three hundred acres of breeding land up for auction, and the contracted money can also be returned to those who invested."

 Secretary Chen patted his thigh.

"This is a good idea. Why didn't I think of it? The breeding fields can be auctioned off, and they can raise whatever they want."

"However, the breeding in our town has just started. What do you think should be raised if the villagers want to take away the breeding land?" Li Duoyu thought about it for a while and replied seriously: "I suggest you find research on this kind of thing. Let our professionals answer.”

Secretary Chen looked helpless.

“We have looked for it a long time ago, but now no one at the institute is willing to say anything about anything related to abalone farming.”

“I can’t help it, but the three hundred acres in our village should be able to be digested internally.”

 “That’s good, thank you for your hard work.”

Li Duoyu, who has been a man for two generations, knows that there are many things that can be raised, such as kelp seedlings and seaweed.

 But he didn’t tell Secretary Chen that some things were just about done.

 After all, we are still human beings, not gods yet. There is no need to be as caring about the world as Mazu.

 Being kind to others requires a certain degree of care, otherwise you will easily suffer losses.

At that time, if the fishermen who raise kelp seedlings and seaweed fail to raise them well and come over to accuse him, it will be more than worth the gain.

 After Li Duoyu left the town compound.

He returned to Xiasha Village,

 That afternoon, he directly used the loudspeaker in the village to shout: "Dear fellow villagers, I am the village director Li Duoyu. Now I want to tell you a good thing. The town committee has recovered part of the investment money.

 Some time ago, those who invested in abalone farming took the tickets in their hands and came to the brigade to register. At that time, we will make statistics and distribute the recovered money to everyone in proportion to the investment. "

 After Li Duoyu finished shouting from the loudspeaker, the whole village went into a panic.

Stone, who was still fishing at first, immediately put away all the sticky nets after hearing the broadcast, and the fish didn't bother to untie them.

 I ran home on the spot.

 The ladies who were weaving nets at the dock all put down their shuttles after hearing this.

An aunt said to Zhu Xiuhua: "You bought a lot, why are you not in a hurry?"

Zhu Xiuhua looked proud.

"Of course I don't have to worry. The person who registered the information must be Yaoguo, and the person responsible for managing the money must be Duoyu. They are all members of our family. When the money comes, it will definitely be sent to me first."

“Yeah, I almost forgot about it.”

“Speaking of which, I really have to thank you for having so many fishes. If it weren’t for him, our money would have been wasted.”

Zhang Cuilan, who was talking to Xiaohai not far away, heard the broadcast, her eyes instantly turned red, and she quickly started running on the tidal flat.

The aunt who came out with her to beg Xiaohai frowned and said, "Slow down, the money is there and it won't fly. Don't let your waist slip."

 Less than half an hour after the broadcast.

Hundreds of people gathered at the entrance of the village committee, some of whom were covered in mud, and some of whom were still wearing bamboo hats.

 But they all held red stock certificates in their hands, and they were scrambling to register as soon as possible.

 Seeing more and more people, Li Duoyu could only shout with a loudspeaker: "Get in line and don't crowd, otherwise the order will be disordered and we won't register today."

Li Duoyu made such a threat, and everyone immediately lined up.

Li Yaoguo held Wang Jinjun’s accounting notebook and faced each one.

“Team 1 Wang Jianfa, 105 shares.”

“7 teams Hu Yuzhu, 45 shares.”

“Team 13 Zhang Cuilan, 85 shares.”

“5 teams Shi Tieshan, 100 shares.”

“9 teams Tang Ping, 500 shares.”

After hearing these figures, Li Duoyu was really shocked. It turned out that everyone had invested so much money one after another.

Normally I would be reluctant to buy a piece of meat, but when it comes to investing, I am actually so willing to do so.

Especially Zhang Cuilan, who lives in the middle of the street, bought a full 85 shares, which is 850. No wonder after the accident, she was thinking about drinking pesticide.

This money is probably their family’s entire savings, and maybe some of it was borrowed from others.

There is also Tang Ping, who is engaged in clam farming. He is not impressive and does not leak water. He invested 5,000 yuan in abalone farming alone.

It feels much richer than him. If you dig carefully, you might actually be the first 10,000-yuan household in the village.

“Damn it, Tang Ping, where did you get so much money?” Shitou couldn’t help but ask.

“It’s not all my money, a lot of it comes from my father-in-law’s family. During this time, I was almost scolded to death by them.”

 “I believe you are a ghost.” (End of chapter)