Dashan Makes a Living 1984

Seeing Wang Tianxiao like this, stationmaster Li couldn't be sure what he was thinking, but he really wanted to grab Wang Tianxiao's collar and ask him what was going on and why he said that.

But Wang Tianxiao didn't give him too many chances, so he turned around and left.

Walking out of the power supply station, Wang Tianxiao went directly to Wenyuan Prefabrication Factory.

He didn't do anything special, just discuss with Wu Ping, temporarily stop delivery to Mijia Village, and give priority to supplying telephone poles to Dong Yuan Town.

Generally speaking, orders need to be shipped in sequence, and whoever orders first will start using them first.

It is rare to skip the previous customers and send the latecomers like this.

Wu Ping raised his doubts, Wang Tianxiao was not polite, and directly told Wu Ping about his difficulties, and Wu Ping understood.

Although Wu Ping is the person in charge here, Zhang Wenyuan has already explained to him that if Wang Tianxiao makes any request, Wu Ping should not doubt it, let alone have an opinion, and just implement it directly.

Wu Ping is not familiar with the specific composition of this factory, but he still knows that Zhang Wenyuan and Wang Tianxiao must have some kind of tacit understanding. Although he is Zhang Wenyuan's brother-in-law, it is because of his brother-in-law that he can get along well.

So he has always known how to advance and retreat, and will not do what he should not do.

He could clearly feel that if Wang Tianxiao wanted to take over the factory, he would definitely have nothing to do.

From the point of view of daily behavior, thinking, and management style, Wang Tianxiao is not without this ability, and in many aspects it even surpasses him by a long way.

Often Wang Tianxiao will propose some ideas and concepts that he has never thought of, and they are so useful and effective when implemented, as if they are truths that have been tested for a long time.

After thinking about it, he planned to follow Wang Tianxiao's idea first, and then report to Zhang Wenyuan.

In this way, there will be no delay and no crime.

The notice from the prefab factory here was quickly sent to Mijia Village.

When Miliang didn't receive the telegraph poles on time, he couldn't sit still.

On the first day, he thought it was a temporary problem, but when he waited until noon the next day, seeing that the telegraph pole hadn't been delivered, he couldn't bear it.

I hurried to the prefab factory to ask why.

After standing at the gate guard for a long time, I saw the person in charge of the prefabrication factory, a deputy factory director named Wu Ping.

He hurriedly pulled Wu Ping to ask the reason, and the result he got was that the supply was tight recently, orders everywhere, and the factory had already worked overtime to produce, but the supply was still not enough, there was really no way.

No matter how much he asked for Mi Liang, Wu Ping still asked him to go back and wait for the notification. The factory could only deliver according to the requirements and urgency of the delivery, and there was really nothing he could do.

Mi Liang is a half-educated person, seeing Wu Ping's polite appearance, he was too embarrassed to argue with him, but he thought in his heart, why Wangjia Village can make progress so fast, and it can't work when we arrive in Mijia Village. It's something about our Mijia Village.

When he came out of the prefab factory, he thought about it, and went to the town to find the leader in charge of his village, but the leader had nothing to do, the factory had arrangements made by the factory, and the leader couldn't interfere with the normal operation of the company, just let him wait for a while. Wait, it is said that it will be their Murakami's turn soon.

This can make Mi Liang very angry.

He made a promise to the people in the village that the whole village would be connected to electricity by the end of June, but it turned out that half of May was over in a blink of an eye, and there were no telephone poles now.

If it continues like this, in the rainy season, the originally dug hole will be re-buried by the soil, or even washed away by the rain, and the hole will have to be dug again, not to mention a waste of time and money.

Under the leadership of Mi Liang, Mijia Village strives to become one of the most economically developed villages in Qingquan Town. He is a man with ideals and a great mind, and the villagers also support him very much.

If the promise to everyone cannot be fulfilled, everyone will be disappointed.

It is said that his ability as the village chief is too poor.

And because Mijia Village has basically formed an initial industrial chain, it has to regularly send a lot of tofu to nearby towns and towns every day. Great opinion.

I don't know what's wrong, it's really sad.

Is it because Wangjia Village is larger than our Mijia Village and has a larger population, so it can get extra care? Do you look down on our Mijia Village?

Or it was because there was something shady about it, but I didn't know it.

Thinking of this, Mi Liang suddenly remembered that the old people in the village said that this society is a society of personal affection, and many people who manage people, as long as they have a little bit of power, they will try to seek benefits and bully others.

The prefabrication plant must be full of orders now, and many people are eager to let them ship.

Did some villagers give benefits to Wu Ping, the person in charge of the prefabrication plant, in order to get the goods in time?

Looking at the smile on that person's face, now that I think about it, it seems a bit hypocritical.

Thinking back carefully, it seems that he has this meaning.

When Mi Liang thought of this, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he must have failed to do his job well and didn't know how to deal with the world.

Since people need this thing, if they look at it empty-handed, they will definitely be unhappy.

Then... why don't you send something yourself?

He rode his bicycle around on the road and stopped for a while at the door of every store or supply and marketing cooperative, but he was a little embarrassed, not knowing what he should buy.

While wandering around, he suddenly heard the roar of a motorcycle behind him, and hurriedly let him go aside, but the motorcycle stopped beside him.

"Old Mi, what a coincidence."

Mi Liang turned around and saw that the young man on the motorcycle looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

After thinking about it carefully, I finally remembered, isn't this the young man from Wangjia Village that I met in the conference room that day, who seemed to be called Wang Tianxiao or something, and the conversation at that time was still very interesting.

"Yeah, what a coincidence, Xiao Wang, what are you doing in town?"

"It's nothing, just strolling around," Wang Tianxiao smiled and gave Mi Liang a cigarette, and Mi Liang blocked it, "I don't smoke, thank you."

Wang Tianxiao put the cigarette back into the cigarette case, looked at Mi Liang, and asked curiously: "What's the matter, Lao Mi, why do I see your sad face?"

"No...it's nothing." Mi Liang didn't want Wang Tianxiao to know about his affairs. After all, it's not very honorable to tell about this kind of gift-giving, not to mention that Wang Tianxiao himself is from Wangjia Village. If it is passed back, it will be lost. People from Mijia Village.

"Oh, let me tell you something. We are all old friends. Maybe there is something I can help you with. Why are you hiding it? Is there anything shameful?"

Seeing Wang Tianxiao's sincere smile, Mi Liang hesitated for a moment before asking, "Xiao Wang, I'll ask you a question, if you don't mind."

"Ask, if there's anything we can't say between my buddies, it's okay for you to say it."

"Then I really asked?"

"Ask, your mother-in-law is up."

Only then did Mi Liang talk about the predicament he was facing, and specifically criticized the prefabricated factory that had no conscience, no responsibility and responsibility.

Finally, I mentioned whether Wangjia Village had publicized Wuping in advance, or why Wangjia Village could get the telegraph poles quickly, but they couldn’t do it when they arrived at Mijia Village.

Wang Tianxiao shook his head again and again, saying that the village head was responsible for such matters, not even the captain, and there was no way he could have access to such important information.

Hearing that Mi Liang was going to give Wu Ping a gift, he didn't express his attitude, saying that he could give it a try, and whether it could take shape would depend on Wu Ping's attitude.

However, Wang Tianxiao put forward a new suggestion to Miliang. He can ask the stationmaster Li of the power supply station. The relationship is good, you can try it in the past, maybe there will be other effects.

When Mi Liang heard it, he felt that what Wang Tianxiao said was quite reasonable.

He is just the head of a small village, and the people in his factory may not think he takes him very seriously, but the power supply station is the financial owner of the prefabrication factory, so he should be able to speak up.

Otherwise, the progress of my Mijia Village project will not continue, so the power station is also responsible.

"Oh, thank you so much Xiao Wang, if you hadn't reminded me, brother, I really don't know what to do?"

"Haha, I just came up with an idea out of nowhere. I don't know if it will work, but Brother Mi is really responsible. The people who live in your village are really happy after working so hard for the affairs of the village."

"No, I'm just busy."

Mi Liang said with some emotion: "Since everyone asked me to be the village chief, it means trust. If I don't make some achievements, then wouldn't it be a disappointment to everyone's trust? People, living in this world, isn't it? We have to do something, or when we die, thinking about our life of mediocrity, it will be very uncomfortable, don't you think?"

"That is, that is, Brother Mi is a person with ideals and ambitions."

Wang Tianxiao sighed.

At this time, the curtain of a nearby shop was lifted, and a strong aroma of mutton soup came out from inside.

It's a mutton steamed bun shop.

"Brother Mi, it just so happens that it's almost noon, you haven't eaten yet, I'll treat you to a mutton soup."

"no, I'm fine."

But Wang Tianxiao got out of the car, locked the car to the side, and said directly to Mi Liang, "Why are you polite, meeting is fate, not to mention that we have met more than once, and it just happened to be time for dinner, let's have a meal together Let's chat."

"this……"

"I've got this and that, let's go."

Mi Liang looked at the sky, the sun was indeed already high, and he thought that if he went to find the people in the power distribution station, they might also be eating, and if he didn't have time to take care of himself, then he would just have a meal.

"Okay then, let's have a meal, but I can talk, I'll treat you to this meal, don't rob me, or I won't go in."

"How can you let Brother Mi treat you? I must be the one who invites you. I'm young, so I should take the initiative, right?"

"Don't say that. If you hadn't pointed out the way to me just now, I didn't know what to do. I was about to die of anxiety. You don't know that I promised the villagers that the electricity will be officially connected at the end of June, but I went today. The prefabrication factory, the news I learned is that it may not be able to arrange goods for me in May, and we will continue to see the situation in June..."

"Is it so serious?"

The two walked towards the mutton shop arm in arm, asking Wang Tianxiao as they walked.

"Isn't that right? I find it very strange. You said that even if Wenyuan Prefabrication Factory has changed its boss, the original orders still have to be implemented step by step. Why did they change their minds in a blink of an eye? This incident is really troublesome. It makes people suffocate."

With that said, the two entered the mutton shop.

As soon as the thick curtain was lifted, there was a strong smell of mutton immediately.

This is a typical Northwest mutton recipe.

Everyone knows that Laoshan’s mutton steamed buns are delicious, but outsiders must be able to get used to eating them. Generally, they eat the improved mutton soup.

The main reason is that people from the Northwest have a relatively strong taste, so the seasonings in the soup are heavy, and some are salty.

Relatively speaking, southerners tend to eat light meals. It is the first time they eat this kind of soup, and some can spit it out directly.

Thought it was not done well.

But in fact, this is the taste of mutton soup.

In the same way, the reason why the very famous ramen can be sold all over the country is because they are very good at improving different tastes in different places. It won't be such a good business.

In the final analysis, people's eating habits are still related to the local culture and climate.

For example, the Northeast likes to stew things, because it is too cold, if you stir-fry one by one, the front ones will be cold by the time the latter ones come out.

Several provinces in the southwest like to eat chili because the climate is relatively humid. Eating chili can remove a certain degree of moisture, while the east likes to eat light, which is not unrelated to the long-term high temperature in the local area.

Qingcheng's mutton soup generally tastes similar to Laoshan's, and it is mainly heavy.

The cake is a browned pot helmet, smashed into it, and eaten with garlic, the taste is not to mention how fragrant it is.

Wang Tianxiao's childhood dream was to be able to eat a bowl of mutton soup.

It's a pity that he had never eaten it in his previous life. Seeing that the mutton soup cost a few cents at the beginning, and finally reached tens of yuan, he was still reluctant.

When the child grows up one day, he can no longer eat mutton due to physical reasons.

It's a pity.

He sometimes feels that people must do what they should do when they are supposed to do it. Don't think about what to do later, and do it when everything is ready.

Maybe at that time, the preparation is very well prepared, but the kind of thing to have or do is no longer a desire, goal or ideal, but it doesn't matter at all.

Different ages, people's ideas and goals are really different.

The two sat down in the corner, and each ordered a bowl of mutton soup, and Wang Tianxiao specifically ordered more mutton.

He saw Mi Liang in such a difficult situation today, and he was in a particularly good mood.

Although a bit unreasonable.

But... it's just cool.

The guy at the power supply station actually broke his promise and changed his mind on what he had agreed to for no reason, so let him have a good drink.

Anyway, this project of pulling electricity into the countryside is not carried out by the Qingquan Town family. The power supply stations in different places are doing this. Presumably, everyone in different townships is in competition. If Qingquan Town is slow, other towns will be faster. Some.

At that time, Station Master Li will be at a disadvantage.

He said that people don't want power poles. This reason is obviously untenable. The leader only needs to ask why other people can do it, but you can't, and all his roads will be blocked.

This kind of public figure can value these things. If this kind of thing is done well, it will be a performance. If it is not done well, it will become a negative impact.

If you don't advance, you will retreat.

Wang Tianxiao wanted to get along well with others, but if he was to be passive because of this, then that would be impossible.

"Brother Mi, don't worry. As the saying goes, there must be a way for a car to reach the mountain. There must be something inside this matter, but we don't know the news. You went to find the power supply station in the afternoon The person in charge should understand clearly."

"I hope so, I suppose so."

"Last time, you seemed to say that your village specializes in the tofu industry?"

"Well, it's actually an accident that it developed to this point, because there happened to be a family in our village, and the brothers all made tofu. Through observation, I found that the tofu they made tasted good and the texture was good, and it was very popular among the people in Fangyuan Township. They like it, so we discussed with them to make this kind of good handicraft industrialized, and everyone in the village can make it, so that after two years of development, the tofu in our Mijia Village has become famous far and wide.”

"It seems to be quite famous. I see that other tofu on the street are not selling very well, but the tofu in your Mijia Village is in short supply."

"That's right." When Mi Liang said this, he was also satisfied, and he was not too modest. "Now the tofu in our village is the signature, and the common people have become accustomed to eating it."

"That's pretty good," Wang Tianxiao nodded, thought for a while and said, "But has Brother Mi ever thought about continuing to develop things like tofu? After all, the distance that can be transported is limited, and the nearby market will soon be saturated. Now, what will we do then?"

"Well, I'm thinking about it now."

Mi Liang glanced at Wang Tianxiao unexpectedly, probably because he didn't expect Wang Tianxiao to say such forward-looking words.

He has always thought of himself as a cultural person, with thoughts and opinions that are a bit higher than ordinary people, and he has a vague feeling for Wang Tianxiao, thinking that he is just a relatively lively young man.

So Wei Wei was a little surprised when Wang Tianxiao asked this question.

However, he continued sincerely: "My idea now is to send tofu to nearby counties or cities as much as possible. For example, our urban area of ​​Qingcheng City, as well as the neighboring Chi County, Ning County, etc. I believe these counties can consume our production."

"That's fine too, not bad."

Wang Tianxiao smiled slightly, nodded slightly, and began to eat steamed buns.

His actions, in Mi Liang's eyes, had some meaning. It seemed that Wang Tianxiao wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.

"Xiao Wang, do you have a better way?"

"No, what Brother Mi said is quite good. Transporting tofu to various counties can basically consume all the stock. Your village has about four to five thousand people. It's a small village. Even if every household makes tofu, Presumably there is not much output."

"That's right, that's what I thought.

"But..." Wang Tianxiao had just finished speaking, but he hesitated to speak.

"Xiao Wang, if you have a better suggestion, you don't hesitate to teach me. To tell you the truth, our village is full of uneducated people, and few of them can write. It is even better to give me advice on this kind of thing." There are very few. Sometimes I am a little confused and don’t know how to develop in the future. If it’s just me, it’s okay to say, but after all, I’m the village head. If I don’t make a good idea, the people in the village will suffer with me. It’s not good, I’m ashamed of them.”

Wang Tianxiao looked at Mi Liang's words very sincerely.

He was slightly moved.

Wang Tianxiao is a person with a very soft heart. He can't see the suffering in the world, and he also admires and respects those who really do good for others.

Mi Liang should be regarded as traditional intellectuals. People like them have a special feeling that they want to do something for the country and the people.

Scholars in this era are relatively pure, and most of them have more ideals. They are not comparable to those of later generations who often study for the sake of settling down.

A generation has a thinking pattern of a generation, and rice grain undoubtedly belongs to the previous generation.

Wang Tianxiao believes that he is really willing to lead the villagers to get rich.

Otherwise, judging from his short time with Mi Liang, this middle-aged man's thinking, just like Zhang Wenyuan's, has gone beyond this era.

Since Mi Liang said so sincerely, thinking that he secretly stabbed him because of the use of electricity, he felt a little guilty, so he said, "I'm just talking about my thoughts, Brother Mi."

"Well, let's talk about it, we just chat casually, and it's not a national policy plan, so there's nothing to worry about."

"Brother, why can't tofu be transported long-distance? It's just that tofu contains a lot of water, is not easy to store, and is easy to be squeezed and deformed. People don't eat too much tofu every day, so the consumption of tofu The amount is fixed, isn't it?"

Mi Liang thought for a while and nodded: "Yes, you are right. Tofu is not food after all. It is impossible for people to eat tofu every day. Many people may not even be able to afford it for a month because of the price of tofu. A meal of tofu. In addition, the transportation is also very reasonable. Tofu sells freshness, so it is mainly tender and fresh, so long-distance transportation is not possible. If the tofu here is so good, it will be sure where to send it They’re all high-stakes.”

"Second question," Wang Tianxiao continued: "You said that you want to use tofu as the main method to develop it into a village-wide scale, so as to make a fortune?"

"Well, that's what I thought."

Wang Tianxiao smiled and shook his head again.

"Why, Brother Wang thinks this idea is not feasible, what's the problem?"

"It's not a problem..."

"That……"

"It's a big problem."

Wang Tianxiao interrupted Mi Liang, and said with a wry smile: "Brother Mi, think about it, how much tofu can a person make without rest every day, from morning till night, just by making tofu?"

"I haven't calculated this specifically, but if there are enough beans, the others will not be affected. It depends on the speed of each company."

Starting from today, it will be stable to 6,000 words every day. If it is not enough, you will just call me.