"That's a good idea." Lu Jingchuan agreed, "But I'm worried that you'll be too tired."
There are so many people watching over there in the workshop, and if there is another canning factory, it will consume a lot of energy.
He doesn't want Lili to be too tired.
"Here's what I think. You see there are so many fruits on the island. It's so hot now. If you don't eat them in time, they will go bad soon. I want to open a canning factory. When the factory is up and running, I can recruit the sisters-in-law on the island as employees. The canned food produced can be transported to the mainland by seafood trucks. Although these fruits are quite common on the island and people on the island are tired of eating them, many people in some remote areas in the inland cannot eat tropical fruits. Canned fruits are a rare item for them. If this thing is successful, the sisters-in-law can have an extra income, and the island will have an extra source of income. What do you think?" Shen Li said.
"Okay," Lu Jingchuan nodded, "Since you have made up your mind, I will report the situation to the organization. As for whether it can be done or not, it depends on whether the organization will approve it."
"Yes." Shen Li took out two cans of canned lychee and poplar fruit and handed them to Lu Jingchuan, "Take these cans and let the political commissar and others taste them and see what they think."
"Okay." Lu Jingchuan kissed Shen Li's bright forehead, "Wife, you've worked hard."
His wife has to take care of the two children at home and is busy with all these things, which is really hard.
He has to love her well.
…
The next morning, Lu Jingchuan took three cans of food to see his leader. He gave them to the political commissar and the chief of staff respectively.
Political Commissar: "What are you doing? Comrade Lu, I have to correct your style. I am the political commissar of the 101st Regiment of the Haidao Island. I set an example by coming from the masses and going to the masses. I will never take a single needle or thread from the masses!"
Lu Jingchuan, "This is what my wife did."
"Your wife is not good at cooking. I have a special status. If I accept this can of food from you, you might think I accepted a bribe from you. No!" The political commissar took a look at the rose-red can of waxberries and lychees, swallowed his tears, and still refused.
"Political Commissar, my wife wants to open a canned fruit factory on the island. These cans are for you to taste and see if the taste meets the requirements for opening a factory."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier!" The political commissar breathed a sigh of relief, immediately took the can and unscrewed the lid.
This transparent glass canning bottle reflects the clear canned juice inside, the round and plump rose-red poppies, and the white and tender round lychees. This scene makes you more and more hungry the more you look at it!
The political commissar took out a small spoon from his lunch box, put the spoon into the can, picked up the largest lychee and put it in.
As soon as you put it in, it tastes sour and sweet, and full of juice. The lychees almost burst in your mouth.
This taste is absolutely amazing!
"Not bad, not bad!" The political commissar swallowed it, picked up another big poppy and put it in his mouth.
Sour and sweet, it tastes really good!
He never liked sweet things because he felt choked by them. But this can of food was sour and sweet, not too sweet, just a little bit sweet, with just the right sweetness.
The political commissar didn't say anything. He took the spoon and ate it bit by bit. Soon, he had eaten most of the can.
"Political Commissar, what do you think?" Lu Jingchuan asked.
"This canning factory can be run!" said the political commissar, wiping the corner of his mouth.
This boy really married a good wife!
Their entire island benefited from it!
"Oh, is your wife at home?" asked the political commissar.
"Yeah, at home."
"Call her over here. I have something to discuss with her," said the political commissar.
"good."
…
Lu Jingchuan went to see the Chief of Staff, who thought the canned food was very good.
Lu Jingchuan knew that the canning factory issue was resolved.
In the Political Commissar’s Office.
"Political Commissar, are you looking for me?" Shen Li asked.
"Comrade Shen, please sit down. Come and sit down." The political commissar pulled out a stool and motioned Shen Li to sit opposite her.
Shen Li sat down.
"I agree with your canning factory business. You can submit an application report. I will discuss it with the organization and try to give you a result in the shortest possible time." The political commissar said, "I came to you for another matter. Last time you mentioned the seafood truck, the current offer from country M is 2.01 million, country F is 2.1 million, and country H is 2.2 million."
These figures, in this era of material scarcity, are already astronomical.
"Then sell it to Country H." Shen Li said.
Country H is a very small country. Its entire area is not as big as a province in China. Its land area is very small, and the area available for agricultural planting is limited. There is a shortage of labor, so fruits are relatively scarce there.
In the future, it will cost 18 yuan to buy an apple in Country H, and 200 yuan to buy a large watermelon.
Shen Li thought for a moment and said, "But there is a condition."
"What conditions?" The political commissar felt that 2.2 million was already a sky-high price. If he raised more conditions, what if the other party didn't want to buy it?
"The condition is that if Country H wants to buy our transport vehicles, it must import our fruits from our island every month." Shen Li said, "As for how many tons each month, we can decide it, and the price will be three times what we sell to that country."
"Your idea is great!" the political commissar said excitedly, "If these fruits cannot be sold, they will rot in the fields. This way, we won't have to worry about selling our fruits. The nearby fruit farmers and villagers will have an extra income."
"We will negotiate with Country H next. If you sell it for 2.2 million, after deducting the cost of the seafood truck, I will transfer the remaining money to you." said the political commissar.
After all, when the car was first made, Ji Shuo was in charge of the organization. The research on the seafood car was Comrade Shen Li's personal patent and the result of her own research. Naturally, the money from selling it would go to Shen Li.
"If the sale goes smoothly," Shen Li said, "I want to keep part of the money to build our island on the island, and I want to donate the other part to the country to improve the quality of life of scientists doing scientific research in remote areas and the soldiers who guard the country in difficult areas."
They are on the islands, which are rich in resources, but there are also scientific researchers and soldiers in the northwest and on the frontier who work hard under harsh conditions.
Soldiers endured the cold wind and frequent lack of oxygen at an altitude of 40 meters on the plateau, and their bodies developed altitude sickness. Some soldiers guarded the border in the tropical jungle every day, with mosquitoes all over their bodies and leeches crawling out of their shoes. After work every day, their legs were covered with dense blood-sucking leeches, sucking their legs into blood bags one after another.