Reborn in 1977

Zhang Changjiang, puffing on his cigarette, chuckled, "I only remembered this matter this morning, so I went to the warehouse to see if there was anything we could give as a return gift. Then I saw that pile of supplies. Anyway, they're all unwanted by those educated youths. They've all left, so it doesn't matter if we give them away.

Besides, these things are all brand new. They were kept old while leaving the new ones behind. It hasn't even been a year since they were brought back. With so much stuff to give, plus a few new sets of clothes and some fabric, no one will be able to say anything bad."

Zhang Guangwen suddenly shook his head. "I really don't understand what those educated youths were thinking. If it were money or coupons, and they didn't want to buy things at the supply and marketing cooperative to save money, that would be understandable. The commune had already converted the funds into supplies in advance. They could just come with their coupons and take them away. Such good things, yet they say they don't want them. What a waste!"

Xiao Liewen snorted coldly, "What else could they be thinking? They're just living too well and starting to be wasteful. The good things in our eyes are worthless in some people's eyes. Even if you give it to them, they'll still dislike it. It's good that they don't want it. We can keep it for the team to use for important purposes. This time, we'll save a lot of money."

Taking a puff of his cigarette, he added, "Old Cao wanted to transfer me to the county to be a cadre, but I refused no matter what. I just can't stand those people in the county."

Ye Shubao laughed heartily, "That's right, that's right! We should maintain our integrity and not associate with those people."

Then he changed the subject. "Let's talk about serious matters. If the brigade only provides one set of educated youth supplies, plus a few sets of clothes and two pairs of shoes, how should we arrange things for each team?"

Zhang Changjiang thought for a moment, puffing on his cigarette, and said, "Life isn't easy for the teams either. Since the brigade is providing the bulk of it, the teams should just make a small gesture. As long as the courtesy is shown, that's enough."

Zhang Guangwen laughed, "What do you mean by 'a small gesture'? You can't just grab a handful of rice for him, can you?"

Zhang Changjiang glared at him. "Are you treating him like a beggar?"

Zhang Guangwen quickly said, "What I mean is that it can't be too little. We can't afford industrial products, but we should try to make the agricultural products as plentiful as possible."

Xiao Liewen waved his hand, "We still need to act according to our capabilities."

Zhang Guangwen clicked his tongue and said to him, "Look, Old Yang from Team 6 saved his life. Logically, since he received his skills, he should be reciprocating. No one would say anything even if he didn't give anything at all.

But Old Yang is so generous, giving both quilts and clothes. Since he's doing it that way, shouldn't we take that into consideration?"

Xiao Liewen looked around, then calculated for a moment and said, "In my opinion, we should follow the standard of 10 yuan. Gather 3 yuan worth of meat, 5 yuan worth of rice, and 2 yuan worth of cotton. Cotton can be made into cotton-padded jackets and quilts, which are useful in both the city and the countryside."

After a pause, he added, "I'm just saying this as a suggestion. We don't necessarily have to get these few things. Other things like rapeseed oil, soy paste, soy sauce, and vinegar are also fine. Anyway, these are all things produced by the production team itself, so it won't cost much. We don't have to worry about people gossiping."

He then looked at Zhang Guangwen. "You can't compare yourself to Yang Chuanfu. They're giving things privately, and then the team will compensate them with work points. Besides, they gave clothes, and the team also gave clothes. How long can that child wear so many clothes? Just do enough."

Last time, when Team Leader Yang came over, he only said that he, Accountant Liu, and Storekeeper Huang were giving things, without mentioning the specific details. They had assumed that those things were all return gifts for Chen Fan, and unconsciously used that as the standard.

Since Team Leader Yang and the others mainly used homemade cloth and old cloth that they had taken apart, plus cotton, it looked like a lot of things, but the actual value wasn't high, about 10 yuan or so.

Otherwise, just buying cloth to make two single-layer garments would cost more than ten yuan. They wouldn't be so generous as to give these things away casually.

Since the brigade is giving so many supplies, giving a standard of 10 yuan from the team should be enough.

Zhang Guangwen nodded first. "I have no objection to the 10 yuan standard."

Then he looked at the three of them. "The problem is whether the price is based on the purchase price or the selling price. There's quite a difference between the two."

Zhang Changjiang and the other two immediately understood what he meant.

Take cotton as an example. The purchase price of seed cotton is 50 cents per jin, and the market price is 63 cents. The purchase price of ginned cotton goes up to 70 cents, and the supply and marketing cooperative sells it for 90 cents per jin, plus you need cotton coupons. When this cotton is sent to the prefectural and provincial committees, the price goes up to 1 yuan to 1.2 yuan. There's a difference of half the price here.

If the price differs by half, the quantity will differ by half. If you give 2 jin of cotton at the market price, that's enough, but if you give it at the purchase price, you have to give 3 jin.

In addition, there's also rice, pork…

With several prices swirling before his eyes, Xiao Liewen only felt dizzy. He quickly held his forehead. "Oh dear, you guys decide on this. My head is spinning."

Ye Shubao also quickly followed up, "Team Leader, you decide. I have no opinion."

Zhang Changjiang narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment. "How about this? Let's unify the standard. Each team gives 20 jin of rice, two cured meats, two one-foot-long cured fish, 3 jin of cotton, and 1 jin of rapeseed oil. Then, casually wrap up some other cheap things, just to make it lively. That should be enough."

A cured meat weighs about two jin. This year's pork price is 80 cents per jin, so that's 3.2 yuan. A foot-long carp smeared with salt also costs 1 yuan, so that's more than 5 yuan. 20 jin of rice costs 2.8 yuan, plus 3 jin of ginned cotton and 1 jin of rapeseed oil, which is more than 10 yuan.

What's more, this doesn't even include the coupons!

Zhang Guangwen slapped his thigh. "That's clear!"

Ye Shubao chuckled, "Then I'll have Sanhu send militiamen to each team to notify them."

Then he prepared to get up and find someone.

Speak of Sanhu, and Sanhu arrives.

Xiao Liewen looked at the group of people walking over not far away. "Look, isn't that Sanhu in the front? Who's that person next to him?"

He suddenly had a thought. "Could it be Chen Fan?"

Ye Shubao looked over and nodded in agreement. "Possibly. If you calculate the time, it should be about right."

Zhang Changjiang narrowed his eyes and looked over, frowning slightly. He muttered, "Old Yang said he was a child. Isn't this child a little too big?"

Sanhu is the militia company commander. He's considered tall in Lujiawan, but Chen Fan is more than half a head taller than him. Isn't he about 1.8 meters tall?

…

Chen Fan followed Zhang Wenliang towards Team 5. After passing through that poplar forest, you can see a row of houses.

This place is different from the houses in Team 6.

It's not about the house type, but the layout.

The houses in Team 6 are not next to each other. The households are relatively far apart. Even if they are on the same side of the road, they are staggered to ensure full ventilation around them.

The houses in Team 5 are similar to those in later generations' rural areas. A row of houses is connected, house next to house, household next to household.

Along a dirt road, one side is a slope covered with shrubs, and the other side is a mud-walled house.

But Chen Fan clearly saw a pond at the end of the mud-walled house. On the other side of the pond was a large area of ​​blue brick and tile houses.

Is that the old house of the Lu family?

No, it should be said to be the brigade headquarters of Lujiawan!