"Doctor Yang is a good hunter and his medical skills are impeccable, but he's not as good at farming as we are."

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The members expressed their opinions.

"With ignorance and shortsightedness, a toad in a well can only see a palm-sized piece of sky.

The fruits that Doctor Yang was talking about were not wild fruits from the mountains, but specially cultivated varieties, which were the fruits sold in the supply and marketing cooperatives in the county.

And sunflowers. Every household in our rural area would plant a few in their vegetable garden, but what about people in the city? They don't have vegetable gardens to grow these things.

Our fruits and melon seeds are to be sold to people in the city in exchange for money.

Comrades, please have a broader vision and be more open-minded. Don't always focus on the three inches of land in front of you."

Chen Baiwang was speaking so coherently now that he had completely forgotten that he had raised similar doubts when he was drinking at noon.

"Captain, if we go to the city to sell fruit and melon seeds, does that count as profiteering?"

A steady member asked worriedly.

"It's definitely not possible for an individual, but we are a collective! I've read in the newspaper that some production teams in the south have started to run collective factories.

The production team was extremely wealthy and earned more than the workers in the city.

Don't worry, as long as it is a collective action, the country will support it. The newspapers even call on us to learn from others.

And we don't sell our products door to door. Doctor Yang said he can solve the problems of fruit tree seedlings and future sales.

Don't forget, Dr. Yang is not only the barefoot doctor in our village, but also the health worker of Red Star Farm."