Chapter 120 Where is the Points?

The bricks fired in the brick factory are now produced and sold by the commune itself, and the chicken farm and the touring troupe are responsible for distributing the wages of all employees in the agricultural and sideline factory. The basic salary is paid to everyone, and the performance bonus is made up of bricks, eggs, chicken and other benefits.

No one raised any objection. Instead, they wanted to exchange their wages and benefits for bricks so that they could build a new house as soon as possible.

With the money, Hang Xianglei and Nie Yichang, two grown men, couldn't help but run to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some.

After returning from the county town, the village chief handed in his passbook and joined everyone in helping at the brick factory. When he returned to the village, every villager in Hetang Village was either carrying bricks on their shoulders or on their shoulders.

On the one hand, everyone wanted to earn enough bricks to build houses as soon as possible, and on the other hand, they wanted to save money on food. Anyway, they had nothing to do at home, so they spent the whole day in the brick factory. Now that they were going to build a primary school in the village, everyone was reluctant to give up the three hearty meals, and they also didn't want to delay building their own houses.

In the end, the women continued to work odd jobs in the brick factory, and the men did enough work every day to get three free meals, and then returned to the village to build a school for the children. After eating, they were full of energy and dug the foundation in the dark. When the women came back, they also joined in, and even the children were very sensible and helped pick up stones, carry soil, etc.

I don't know who leaked the news that Hetang Village made a lot of money, and the news was so detailed that the amount was more than 100,000 yuan. Hetang Village immediately became a hot spot. Relatives who hadn't visited for 800 years came to borrow money, and matchmakers also frequently visited various villages.

But everyone found that Hetang Village was still the same Hetang Village, except that the food was better and a primary school was being built in the village, but there was no trace of affluence.

The relatives and matchmakers looked unhappy. They spent more than 100,000 yuan to build a school. Wasn't it stupid? Wasn't it built by the commune? Everyone agreed that the people of Hetang Village were dishonest and were just enjoying their wealth in secret.

Therefore, the young men and women in Hetang Village are very popular, no, they are very popular, and more and more of them get married after the autumn. No one sets up a wedding banquet, but just shouts while eating at the brick factory, and it's done with a lot of fun.

Brother Hong said that he would ask An Zhixia about returning to the city and Kyoto. That was not empty talk. After the chicken business stabilized every day, he ran around to visit food processing factories. He was so busy for two months before he had time to rest.

He suddenly remembered this and hurried to Beijing with a box of chickens vacuum-sealed by a food processing factory to visit his benefactor. This benefactor was in the supply and marketing cooperative system, with a wide network of contacts and a strong background. It was only a matter of a few words for him to help the two of them find a job that would allow them to settle down.

Hearing Brother Hong praising An Zhixia again and again, the man was very curious about this pretty and smart girl. If this girl went to Kyoto and joined the supply and marketing cooperative system, I wonder how much profit she could bring!

The man stroked his chin and thought for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay, it's the end of the year, and the various units are moving around frequently. I'll meet someone to mention it. Let the little girl work as a salesperson in the supply and marketing cooperative, and let her brother work as a kitchen helper in a state-owned restaurant. As long as they have a job, their household registration can be transferred back, and we can try to let them go home for the New Year!"

Brother Hong smiled and said, "Then I will thank Master Qian on behalf of the An family brothers and sisters. I will bring them here to thank you in person later."

"Okay, I don't know you, Hong Yinpen. You said you wanted to apologize to me, but you just wanted me to protect them. In Kyoto, I am just a money bag in the eyes of the nobles. At most, I can ask them to pass on a message. Remember, I am busy. Once or twice is enough. I won't serve you more than that!"

"Okay, sir. They are both very sensible and generally won't cause you any trouble," Brother Hong responded happily and loudly, pointing to the local specialties he brought.

"What is that?" Looking at the dented and ugly cardboard box, Master Qian frowned in disdain. "Hong Yinpen, you came just like that. How could I dislike you? There is nothing lacking in Kyoto. You brought these local specialties and let the guards think a poor relative came to my house. If you are kind enough to send me a great unity, I will definitely be happy to receive it with both hands!"

"Master Qian, it's so tacky for me to send you a big unity. Don't you have to buy something after you get the money? This free-range chicken is raised scientifically and tastes especially good. I was afraid that the meat would get stale if it took too long to be mailed, so I specially sent it to you by train. You'll know when your nanny cooks it for you once. Here, I brought a box. You can keep it for yourself or give it to others."

"It's just a free-range chicken. How much difference can it taste? Can it lay golden eggs?" Even so, Uncle Qian still opened the box with his foot and looked inside. The white chickens were vacuum-sealed. Now that the weather is cold, they can store things. "The one raised by the Wuqi Commune?"

"Yes, there are not many chicken farms now, and the risk is too great. Most of the chickens we buy on the market are too old to lay eggs, so we are willing to sell them. Even the roosters are not as strong and tasty as those scientifically raised."

"Okay, okay, don't praise me anymore," said Grandpa Qian, and then he called the nanny: "Auntie, we have guests at home, please prepare food for the table. Oh, and bring a bag of chicken to cook..."

"Half of it is stewed with potatoes, the other half is braised, and the chicken bones are used to make soup!" Brother Hong couldn't help but drool as he continued to praise, "Master Qian, An Zhiqiu's cooking skills are pretty good. I've eaten the food he cooked, and I've been thinking about it for half a month. Isn't it a bit of a waste of his talent to have him help in the kitchen?"

Master Qian kicked him rudely, "Do you think that I opened the Kyoto State-Owned Restaurant and I can let anyone in and anyone I want to be the chef? Other chefs either have a very strong background or are hereditary chefs. It's good enough for him, a nobody, to be able to enter this system. What do you think?"

I think I'm really good at cheating people out of their money. I can't do this or that. Why am I so ruthless when it comes to sharing the profits, but so reluctant when it comes to getting things done?

During the meal, the chicken and chicken soup on the table were particularly popular. They tasted extremely delicious, and the meat was tender and chewy. Everyone ate an extra bowl of rice.

When they heard that the chickens were sent by Hong Yinpen, the old man and his wife asked for half a box to give to their old friends. The married sister and brother-in-law next door who came with their families wanted to take half, the daughter-in-law wanted five to give to the leader, and the son followed suit and asked for four to give to his teachers and classmates. Grandpa Qian protected the rest with both hands, saying that he also needed to build up his network, so he could only protect three.

He glared at Hong Yinpen with resentment: "You came all the way by train to send me chicken, but you didn't even bring more. How can one box be enough to share? It's so shabby!"

Brother Hong laughed and said, "When the An brothers and sisters come, I will send you a few boxes of New Year's goods! Oh, and if conditions permit, I will also send you some lamb, black pork, and double-yolked eggs! It will make you proud to send New Year's goods!"

(End of this chapter)