Hello, 1983

"What is ham sausage?" Secretary Wang blinked and recalled, as if there was no impression of this thing in his memory.

On the other hand, Zheng Hongqi remembered, as if the first time he followed Fujita into the mountain, the little bear raised by the dumb grandfather and the food he ate was called ham sausage.

Liu Qingshan further explained: "In fact, it is similar to luncheon meat, except that it is packaged in plastic leather, which is more convenient to eat, and it is lighter in weight and cheaper in price."

Now the two county leaders understood a little bit, but they asked again. If they want to build a factory, they still need to import equipment from abroad, and they also have to build a cold storage. The two of them shook their heads.

Mainly because the county does not have the funds.

Of course, Liu Qingshan also understood the concerns of the two, so he smiled and said, "Then let us invest in Jiapigou to build a factory. It just happens to be a match for the instant noodle factory. Haha, instant noodles and ham sausage are a perfect match."

"Do you still have money?"

Secretary Wang and Liu Qingshan were not seen, so they asked directly.

When he thought about it, Jiapigou invested in the construction of a wild vegetable factory and an instant noodle factory that was about to be put into operation. He spent nearly 3 million to contract the mountain forest. It is estimated that he has already been heavily in debt.

"Uh, there's no money to borrow."

Liu Qingshan has more than one million dollars left on his own, and is fully capable of building a ham sausage factory.

And he knows that ham sausage can be popular for at least decades as long as it is constantly innovated.

But even if you are rich, in the current situation, when you should cry poor, you still have to pretend to be poor, so as not to be a big tree and attract wind.

After a few years and entering the 1990s, there is no need to worry so much.

Secretary Wang pondered for a while and said, "Then your steps in Jiapigou are a little too big?"

That is to say, I haven't talked about it yet, otherwise, it would be more appropriate to say so.

Liu Qingshan smiled while driving: "The chief designer has said that the pace can be a little bigger, and the courage should be bigger."

"You, you." Secretary Wang also shook his head slightly, only admiring the aggressiveness of the young man in front of him.

After thinking about it for a while, Zheng Hongqi suddenly suggested: "Our food company in Bishui County has a cold storage, can we establish this ham sausage factory as a joint venture?"

Liu Qingshan smiled and shook his head,

He would rather start from scratch than serve those uncles who originally belonged to state-owned units.

Decades of concepts have long been ingrained, and he cannot be broken by a small person, and it will be troublesome to argue.

This difficult situation can only be solved by taking action at the national level, just like the wave of layoffs in the 1990s.

Whether it was Secretary Wang or Zheng Hongqi, they both believed in Liu Qingshan. After the two discussed it, the matter was basically settled.

When I came back from the meeting in the city, next to the instant noodle factory, I approved another piece of land for Liu Qingshan to build a ham sausage factory.

As for the loan, Liu Qingshan's requirements are not too high. This is actually just a symbolic value. Three to five hundred thousand is not much, and one hundred and eighty thousand is not too little.

In the past two years, the country has begun to break through the price barrier, resulting in soaring prices. The interest on the loan is really nothing.

Chatting all the way, it is not lonely, and I arrived in Songjiang City that night.

Songjiang City is a prefecture-level city with more than a dozen counties under its jurisdiction. Because it is the source of Songjiang, it is named after it.

Of course, city-level cities are not comparable to Bishui County. There are more buildings and more vehicles on the road. Of course, they are just in time for commuting, and the army of bicycles on the streets is even more turbulent.

There are several large factories in Songjiang City, mainly in heavy industry and military industry. Due to the adjustment of the entire strategic layout of the country, they all collapsed within ten years.

Then there was no development, and it became as lifeless as other cities in the Northeast region. I have to say that this is really sad.

But now, Songjiang City is still in its last glory before the sunset. The streets and alleys are full of vitality, and the faces of pedestrians are full of satisfaction and even a little arrogance.

Several cars came to the city guest house, parked the car in the backyard, and went to check in first.

The waiters in the guest house all have their eyes above their heads, and they are shouting at people from these counties, whether you are the county head or the secretary.

It is estimated that in their eyes, they are similar to the waiters in the county guest house, and the peasants from the brigade are almost the same. Anyway, they are all countrymen from the countryside.

One of the middle-aged aunts, after glancing at Liu Qingshan, almost poked a thick and strong finger into his face, and even shouted in her mouth:

"Who brought this child, why did he bring his family to the meeting? I don't understand the rules. How did I become a model worker?"

Suffering from an unpredictable disaster, Liu Qingshan could only helplessly say: "Comrade, I am..."

But the aunt didn't give him a chance to speak at all: "What are you? You plan to follow the adults and live here for free, right? You are also a model worker, what qualities are you?"

Zheng Hongqi, who was next to him, was also on fire: "Comrade, let me talk about your qualities first. This Comrade Qingshan is a model worker representative of our county. Ask, what kind of quality do you have?"

"What, the model worker representative? Isn't it, so young, not as old as my son?"

Hearing that, the middle-aged aunt looked at Liu Qingshan carefully, and took his certificate suspiciously, matching the list in her hand, ah, it really is!

"Well, little representative, I'm sorry, it was me who was wrong just now, and I blamed you. Before you came, a representative brought his family members here. In our guest house, the beds are all rivets and wedges, so there is really no excess. of."

The middle-aged aunt immediately turned her anger into a smile, kept apologizing to Liu Qingshan, and finally added: "Little representative, you said that you can be a city-level model worker at such a young age. If you don't read the letter of introduction, who would dare to believe it? Woolen cloth?"

The people around looked at Liu Qingshan, and they all let out a burst of kind laughter. Most of them were middle-aged uncles with unshaven beards.

As for Liu Qingshan, he still looks like a high school student.

It is not easy to be elected as a city-level model worker at such a young age.

Seeing that the middle-aged aunt was quite straightforward, of course Liu Qingshan wouldn't care anymore, so he said with a smile, "If I knew this earlier, I'd stick a moustache."

The crowd burst into laughter again, and the aunt patted Liu Qingshan on the shoulder: "Little representative, if you put on makeup, we might have to call the police and arrest you as a spy, it will be even more lively. "

This aunt is really a warm-hearted, nagging mouth, telling Liu Qingshan some precautions, and finally saying:

"Little representative, bring my son here at night, let's have a good chat and show him that you can be a model worker representative at such a young age. That kid in my family is not up to his expectations, and his studies are too late. Please help enlighten him. "

Uh, it turned out to be for this, and Liu Qingshan was helpless: "Auntie, I have to give a typical speech tomorrow, and I need to prepare a speech in the evening."

"Then tomorrow." The middle-aged aunt made an appointment first, and then she reacted, exclaiming in her mouth:

"Little representative, if you still have to speak, it will be even more powerful, and it will definitely be published in the newspapers in our area!"

Representatives from other surrounding counties and districts also looked envious. Those who can make typical speeches at the model worker conference are all model workers among model workers.

Another layer of meaning is: as long as there are no major accidents, I will recommend it to my superiors. By the end of this year, I may be a model worker in the province!

Secretary Wang, who had been displeased just now, finally felt that Liu Qingshan had helped Bishui County earn enough face, so he happily interjected:

"What is a regional newspaper? Comrade Liu Qingshan from our county has been in the People's Newspaper!"

Of course, this remark attracted a lot of exclamations. Those who can come here, except for the model workers, are the leaders of the counties and districts. Of course, they all have the habit of reading newspapers.

Soon, the name Liu Qingshan was linked to the report "The Birth of Ten Thousand Village".

"Awesome, since ancient times heroes have been young!"

"Tsk tsk, really young and promising!"

"Little representative, which room do you live in, we'll stop by in a while to communicate with you more..."

For a while, Liu Qingshan was a little overwhelmed, but he really responded to the old saying: people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong, and Zhang Ganzi is most afraid of these two things.

After finally getting rid of these enthusiastic people, Liu Qingshan hurried back to the house after eating to organize his speech.

The homely speeches like the old party secretary are of a more down-to-earth type, and they are definitely welcome in the face of representatives of the commune and brigade level.

But those who can come to the Model Workers Conference are mostly leaders at the county and city level. They must speak at a high level, but not too high. If they are too high, they can't understand them, and they will lose their meaning.

Since he is going to make a speech, in Liu Qingshan's opinion, it is best to make the audience gain a little bit, which is a worthwhile trip.

dong dong dong!

Someone knocked on the door, and after opening it, it was the middle-aged aunt who happily stuffed a few bottles of drinks into Liu Qingshan's arms. Obviously, this was a special treatment.

This is a four-person room, and they are all representatives of Bishui County, including Da Lao Li, who was also elected as a representative because of the winery's outstanding performance this year.

"Brother Qingshan, we will all follow you to borrow it." The elder Li smiled and distributed the drinks.

Liu Qingshan smiled and shook his head, and continued to climb the grid.

After a while, there was another knock on the door, and Big Old Li opened the door and saw that it was still the aunt, of course, a big sister to him.

The aunt put a box of pastries on the table in front of Liu Qingshan: "Young people are prone to hunger when they grow up, so save these to eat before going to bed."

After she went out, the old man Li said with a smile: "Brother Qingshan, I seriously doubt it. This big girl must have a daughter who is about the same age as you. This is because she has a crush on you and is going to recruit you as an uncle. ."

The remaining two representatives also laughed.

Liu Qingshan is also very helpless: this enthusiasm is too much, and it is unbearable.

Ten minutes later, there was another knock on the door. This time, the other three people in the room didn't move, and Nuzui motioned for Liu Qingshan to open the door.

The elder Li also giggled twice: "Mother-in-law is here to deliver something to the uncle again."

Another old representative usually likes to sing and criticize opera, and hums the excerpt from "Liu Qiaoer":

"I liked someone at the last model worker meeting. His name is Zhao Zhenhua. He was chosen as a model, and everyone praised him..."

While singing, he stretched out his finger and pointed at Liu Qingshan, which meant that Liu Qingshan was Zhao Zhenhua.

There was no way, Liu Qingshan had no choice but to open the door. Sure enough, she was still the aunt, but this time, there was a pretty big girl behind her. She had two braids and watery eyes, looking at Liu Qingshan flickeringly.

The eldest old man in the room exclaimed in a low voice, "Isn't it true, did you really bring all the daughters?"