After a round of complaints, Jiang Huashu said, "I understand the situation. We will try to be fair and reasonable in the allocation of educated youth this time. Of course, we will also take into account the actual conditions of each village. So, I have a detailed allocation list, which everyone can circulate. If you have any opinions, please feel free to raise them."

Then he took out three sheets of paper from his diary and handed them to the people next to him, asking them to pass them around and take a look.

He carefully studied the information of the educated youth, thinking about how to assign them to the most suitable positions. Each educated youth had different majors and skills, and he wanted to fully utilize their strengths and maximize their development in the countryside.

Starting with the most pressing issue: the resettlement of the educated youth. A detailed discussion of the resettlement plan for the educated youth took place. He emphasized the need to respect the wishes of the educated youth while also taking into account the actual needs of the rural areas. After much deliberation, a preliminary plan was finalized. He aimed to ensure that each educated youth had a comfortable living environment and that they would be quickly assigned to agricultural production.

He then discussed specific implementation plans with the leaders of each production team, including how to organize educated youth to participate in labor and how to carry out agricultural technology training. Despite the arduous task, Jiang Huashu was full of confidence. He believed that as long as everyone worked together, they would be able to make Dongfeng Commune better and better.

Jiang Huashu stood up and rubbed his temples. "Oh, looking at these captains makes me sad. People in this era are very simple. Look at Shengzi and Chunliang, their eyes are almost popping out. Are they complaining that the number of people they were assigned this time is too small or what?"

Then, as expected, a new round of complaints began. Jiang Huashu slammed the table and pulled out the "Spring Production Plan," which excited the team leaders. He had perfected the tactic of giving a slap and then a couple of sweet dates.

In front of everyone, he picked up the phone and dialed the county government. He explained the situation to the relevant person in charge and requested their support and assistance. The person in charge expressed their willingness to cooperate, which gave Jiang Huashu some comfort.

In order to help all the villages in Dongfeng Commune become prosperous, he and Professor Dong racked their brains to come up with various methods, and finally they were going to start implementing them. This time everyone was satisfied. Happy, happy, I am really happy today!

The team leaders no longer had the same spirit they had at the beginning of the meeting, each one leaving the room as if they had just left Cuihua Building, their bodies and minds drained. Instead, they left the meeting room one after another, beaming with joy, as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood. Jiang Huashu sat alone, pondering his next steps. He knew that the arrival of the educated youth would not only bring fresh blood to the countryside but also alleviate the labor shortage. He could also use the educated youth's name to establish various factories and processing plants. In short, the arrival of the educated youth would bring more benefits than disadvantages and would change the fate of some rural residents. However, how to ensure that these educated youth truly took root in the countryside and contributed to its development was a question he needed to seriously consider.

But that wasn't all. He also had to deal with the exchange of output value for each village, personally visit various departments, and handle the relevant procedures for each village's processing plant. He needed to implement all of this step by step.

He also needed to negotiate with the county for resources and support. Otherwise, how could he have come up with all this without anything? They'd have to arrest him and slice him up for research! Only by constantly begging, hanging around, and blocking their eyes would they grant him some funding and technical assistance.