Zhang Shuguang, a struggling author from the 21st century, spent years staying up late writing. He finally died from overwork and became a member of the transmigration army.
However, Zhang Sh...
"Xiao Guang, take the flashlight."
Zhang Xiangyang asked the team to stop and handed the flashlight to Zhang Shuguang.
"OK."
Zhang Shuguang walked into the woods with a flashlight and took a few more steps inside.
Zhang Shuguang randomly found a flat place, turned off the flashlight, and took out 1,000 kilograms of flour and 1,900 kilograms of cornmeal that he had prepared in the space.
There are 29 bags in total, each weighing 100 jin. The extra 4 jin is given as a gift.
"Uncle Xiangyang, come here."
Zhang Shuguang walked out of the grove and waved to Zhang Xiangyang.
"After you go in, don't look at anything you shouldn't look at. Even if you see someone, don't say hello. Just pretend you didn't see them.
Unload the mountain products, load up the food, and come back. Do you understand?"
Zhang Xiangyang felt that the machinery factory would definitely send someone to look after the nearly 3,000 kilograms of grain.
Xiaoguang said that the machinery factory meant that both parties should try to avoid contact, and Zhang Xiangyang must implement this.
If you want to continue cooperating in the future, you must abide by the rules.
The grain is in the hands of the machinery factory, so they are definitely the stronger party.
"Captain, don't worry. We all understand and won't tell anyone when we get back."
Thinking that they would have food to eat soon, the members were very excited. Naturally, they did whatever the team leader said and had no objections at all.
"Captain, these are all 100-jin bags, unopened, so our scale hooks are free."
Cao Ming walked around the neatly stacked grain, his face flushed with excitement.
"Xiao Guang, are the mountain products unloaded here or sent somewhere else?"
Zhang Xiangyang suppressed his excitement and asked Zhang Shuguang.
"Captain, just leave it here. Someone will come and take it away soon!"
"Hurry, unload the mountain products, and then take the food back."
After receiving Zhang Shuguang's affirmative answer, Zhang Xiangyang could not wait any longer and hurriedly urged the members to unload and load the trucks.
As for opening the bag to check, it didn't exist at all.
It is clearly written on the flour bag that it contains wheat flour and corn flour, which are standard fine grains.
It is impossible for such a large organization as a machinery factory to falsify information on this.
At Zhang Xiangyang's command, the members immediately got busy, unloading the mountain products from the ox cart, and then loading the grain onto the ox cart.
The members are worthy of being the ones who have been doing manual labor for a long time. Even though they have not had enough to eat during this period, a 100-pound bag of flour is as light as a feather in their hands.
They loaded 29 bags of grain onto two ox carts.
"Uncle, you take everyone back first. I'll wait here for a while. I'll go back after my colleagues come and load the car."
"Okay, I'll go back and distribute the food overnight. Xiaoguang, I'll ask your Uncle Cao to bring two militiamen to accompany you. They're armed and can ensure the safety of you and the mountain products."
There was no gun ban in the 1960s, and the militia in each production team would regularly arrange live-fire shooting training.
"No, they didn't go far. They're waiting nearby. Someone will come and load the truck as soon as you leave."
Of course Zhang Shuguang would not let anyone stay with him.
"Okay, take care of yourself. I'll tell everyone to pick more mountain products when I get back. If your factory needs anything else, just let me know."
Zhang Xiangyang looked around but found no trace of people or trucks, and secretly praised them for their good concealment work.
"Okay, go back!"
After watching Zhang Xiangyang and his men walk away, Zhang Shuguang walked back into the grove and placed his right hand on the mountain products.
[The system detected 158 jin of fresh mountain products, each worth 60 gold coins. It also detected 430 jin of high-quality dried mountain products, each worth 180 gold coins. These are reasonable prices. Do you want to sell them?]
"yes."
[Current balance: Gold coins.]
2,900 kilograms of fine grain cost a total of 7,250 gold coins, and the profit was high as soon as it was sold in gold coins.
However, after seeing the value of antiques, this little profit was not enough for Zhang Shuguang to take the risk.
If Zhang Xiangdong had not hurt his grandfather's feelings, and if Zhang Shuguang had not wanted to change his family's situation as soon as possible, he would never have purchased the mountain products from Zhangzhuang.
Zhang Shuguang only half agrees with the saying that when you are poor, you should take care of yourself; when you are rich, you should help the world.
In this era, there are so many working people. If he is too soft-hearted, he will get himself into trouble sooner or later. After all, he cannot explain the origin of these grains.
After staying alone in the grove for half an hour, Zhang Shuguang returned to the village.
At ten o'clock in the evening, Zhangzhuang was still bustling with activity, and no one was asleep.
Zhang Xiangyang knew that most families in the village had run out of food.
The sooner the food is distributed, the sooner the members can have a meal.
After the food was pulled back to the brigade headquarters, Zhang Xiangyang asked everyone to go back and get their receipts and line up to exchange them for food.
After getting the food, some people were ecstatic and cried with joy. However, only those who have truly experienced hunger know how precious food is.
Some people held food and cried out loudly, weeping for their dead parents and their stillborn children.
If we had gotten the food earlier, maybe no one in the family would have starved to death.
The whole village was in a frenzy during the grain distribution, except for Zhang Xiangdong's house, where Bai Yanniang's curses could be heard from time to time.
After Zhang Shuguang came back, he did not go to the brigade headquarters to join in the fun.
What he needs to do now is to downplay his influence and listen to those useless compliments. It would be better for him to go home and sleep.
The next morning, Zhang Shuguang got up early and filled the water tank in the yard. Su Hong also prepared breakfast.
This morning, I didn’t eat bacon, which was a rare occasion. The main reason was that the vegetables Song Shouye brought back two days ago would go bad if I didn’t eat them.
It’s better to have a light meal in the morning. Zhang Shuguang drank two bowls of porridge with refreshing cold cucumber salad.
"Grandpa and grandma, I have to go to the factory today. We harvested so many mountain products yesterday, and I have to send the brigade's certificate over to record them in the accounts."
In fact, this was just an excuse made by Zhang Shuguang. He understood the bad nature of human beings and also understood the character of Zhang Xiangdong and his wife.
Their family suffered a great loss yesterday and will definitely not let it go. Today they are likely to go to the machinery factory to find Zhang Xuguang and ask about the progress of their report.
They can take the lead in ostracizing their own family, and can incite everyone to raid their parents' house for petty profits and so-called good reputation.
Such a heartless person can do anything.
He wanted to stay in the factory so that if anything happened, he could be prepared in advance.
"Go ahead. You're purchasing for the group. You must keep the accounts clear. You must be honest in everything you do."
Zhang Qingchun was originally a very principled person. He was honest and never took anything that was not his own. Otherwise, the Song family would not have entrusted him with such an important task.
I rode a tricycle to the brigade headquarters and asked Zhang Xiangyang to provide a certificate.
Along the way, Zhang Shuguang heard only words of gratitude and praise.
Zhang Shuguang just smiled back and didn't take these words to heart.
The people who praise him now are the same people who scolded him before.