Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Liu Shengguang paid wages to the people in the oil shop, and gave each person a plastic pot of soybean oil, and then announced that he would be on holiday from today, and he would go to work on the sixth day.

The working days are the same as the working days of each factory in Jiangwei.

The employees of the oil workshop left happily one by one.

Because of the high temperature of the working environment in the oil workshop, the working salary is slightly higher.

The monthly salary of the workers in the oil workshop is 150, which is slightly higher than the current average salary of 120 in the market.

Liu Shengguang directly offered these people 200 yuan plus a pot of soybean oil, and the other 50 yuan was regarded as a bonus for more than two months since the opening.

Although there is a little less, Liu Shengguang promised that if the benefits are better next year, everyone will make up for it.

Of course these people are happy.

After dismissing these employees, when Liu Shengguang hurried out from the oil workshop, he set up an awning to look around, only to find Wan Feng and Liu Jiu on the hillside 300 meters west of his oil workshop.

Liu Shengguang didn't know what Wan Feng and Liu Yong were doing up the hillside.

He closed the big iron gate of the oil workshop, and trotted to Wan Feng and Liu Yong.

"Shengguang! Liu Yong wants to build a pig farm here, and he wants to rent a piece of land here. You are familiar with the cadres of Huanghui Village, so you can do it!"

Liu Shengguang didn't speak, but Wan Feng's words were still in his mind.

Build a pig farm here? Is there a market for my bean cakes?

People don't kill heaven and earth for themselves, this guy first thought of the problem of bean cakes that made him a headache.

"I don't know how many pigs Brother Liu will raise?"

"A hundred heads!"

Hold the grass! A little less, a pig eats five pieces of bean cakes a year, only 400 catties. One hundred pigs are only 40,000 catties, which is a bit difficult to do!

"Brother Liu! Why don't you raise a thousand heads?"

If Liu Jiu raised a thousand pigs, his bean cakes would not have to worry about selling.

Liu Yong is so tired, isn't this the first year I raised him! If you want to eat a fat man, be careful to choke to death.

At this time Wan Feng also understood the meaning of Liu Shengguang's question.

"How many bean cakes have you accumulated?"

"It's more than 100,000 catties now. If the beans are all processed, there may be a backlog of 300,000 catties."

With one million catties of beans and more than 800,000 catties of cakes, even if you sell some of them, at least half will be left.

Hold the grass! The smallest piece of bean cake is 20 catties, the medium piece of bean cake is 40 catties, and the largest is 80 catties.

Liu Shengguang Youfang is full of 80-jin cakes the size of a pot lid.

300,000 catties of bean cakes are about 4,000 yuan, how big is a warehouse to hold it?

"Xiao Wan! How can you sell these leftover bean cakes?"

Bean cakes are really useless except for feeding animals and plants. They can be used to survive in the year of starvation.

Then there is the feed, but it is obviously too early to make the feed now.

Now no matter whether you raise chickens or pigs, you don’t have the habit of eating feed. Who do you sell it to?

Have to rely on individuals to buy.

"It's really impossible to run an advertisement. Why can't an advertisement be sold for one hundred and eighty thousand catties?"

"How much does it cost to advertise?"

"Advertising on radio stations costs about tens of dollars, and advertising on TV stations costs hundreds of dollars."

"Then pull it down. Hundreds of yuan and thousands of catties of bean cakes are gone. I'll print some small advertisements and post them around."

A small advertisement can be printed for 1,000 copies for 10 yuan, and if it is pasted everywhere, it will be over.

"I don't think you have anything to worry about with this bit of bean cake. If brother Liu raises the pigs well this year, he might be able to grow to five hundred pigs next year, and he can help you digest more than 100,000 catties. And I think There will be more pig farmers this year, and it will be up to you whether you can sell enough of this thing by then, as long as you keep it well, you will be able to sell it before the new autumn cakes come out tomorrow.”

Based on his feeling, Wan Feng felt that Liu Shengguang's bean cakes would not be a problem to sell.

"I'm relieved when you say that, your words are always accurate."

After that, Liu Shengguang and Liu Yong began to calculate how much it would cost to rent the land.

"Leasing the land is easy,

This piece of land should be personal, just give him more money than he can get from farming, and it will guarantee the harvest in drought and flood. Unlike farming, flooding and drought will affect the harvest. After the new year, I will take you to find the owner of this land and discuss it. "

That's how things settled down.

Wan Feng drove Liu Yong back to the shop, and then went home.

The Spring Festival of 1990 came in a blink of an eye, and it was New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye.

On the morning of the 30th, Wan Feng took several high-level officials from the Nanwan Factory to the nursing home in a car carrying gifts.

Fireworks and firecrackers were pulled on the car, dozens of new clothes and a whole pig.

Wan Feng greeted the old people living here one by one, and gave each one a hundred yuan of New Year's money as usual.

After returning from the nursing home, Wan Feng asked the driver to drive the Sixiang to deliver the things from the paging station.

Also firecrackers fireworks, fruit food and so on.

Zhang Xuan's eyes seemed to flow out of water.

Although the routines of the Spring Festival year after year, people still have a very happy life.

At this year's Spring Festival Gala, a person dressed as a farmer who came to the stage for the first time made people's eyes shine.

One of his sketches started a person's legendary life on the comedian stage.

What will happen to this person in the future, Wan Feng has no time to worry about it, each person's path is made by his own feet, and no one else can interfere or force it.

Wan Feng also hid out to pay New Year's greetings on the first morning of the first day of the new year as usual, and didn't come back until the afternoon.

Those who came to pay New Year's greetings knew that Wan Feng was not there in the morning, but they also came, and how to leave after sitting for a few minutes without worrying about gifts seemed to have formed a habit.

But this year Wan Feng still did something different from previous years.

He and Zhang Xuan had a secret date once, on the night of the third year of junior high school.

The only bad thing about the paging station is that there are no holidays, and the busier they are as the holidays come.

During the Chinese New Year, Zhang Xuan basically stayed at the paging station.

During Dongyue, Zhang Xuan bought a house on Qianjie Street in Xiaoshutun, declaring that her parents and younger siblings were coming.

When someone asked her why she didn't buy a building, she said that her parents were not used to living in a building.

The house was decorated by Wang He.

At first even Wan Feng thought that Zhang Zhiyuan's family was coming.

Then it is only natural for Zhang Xuan to prepare a house.

After the house was packed, Zhang Xuan would sleep in this house every night because the paging station was too noisy.

Wan Feng didn't take these things seriously.

But during the Chinese New Year, Zhang Zhiyuan's family did not come.

And Wan Feng received a call from Zhang Xuan when he was sending off the New Year at around 5:00 p.m. on the third day of junior high school.

Zhang Xuan's tone was very firm. If Wan Feng didn't show up in that house after eleven o'clock tonight, she would make her relationship with him public tomorrow.

And without giving Wan Feng a chance to explain, he hung up the phone with a click.

Wan Feng was dumbfounded on the spot.

Isn't this forced to go to Liangshan?