The month when the ginger tea arrived coincided with the winter fishing season, a prime time for catching prawns, which the fishing boats would salvage and send to cold storage.
The packaged gift boxes are high-end gifts and each unit will purchase them in small quantities.
Hairtail, large and small yellow croaker, squid, shrimp and kelp were her targets this time.
The factory is so big, with so many people, they must need a lot of goods. We communicated with them in advance and started shipping a month before the Spring Festival, which was just the right time.
Who can guarantee that everything in the ocean can be collected in a week?
If you don't come early, you'll be scolded by everyone when the units distribute New Year's goods!
In this era, everyone will compare with each other based on what each unit gives out. They will see whose unit gives out more or better rewards, and everyone will be very proud when walking on the street.
Every year's Spring Festival is a silent battle. The factory leaders make the final decision and take full command, purchasing is responsible for the charge, finance provides cover, and the final decision-making power lies in the hands of the employees.
This year their factory focuses on seafood. The seafood from inland areas is absolutely amazing, and it makes one look good when talking about it, no matter how much meat it has.
After asking around for a while, Jiang Cha found the small fishing village in the evening. It wasn't remote, but it was too small. There were only about 100 households in the village.
She carried a bag of brown sugar to the village chief's house and knocked on the thick wooden door twice.
"Who is it?"
As he spoke, he opened the door and an old lady came out. Her gray hair was combed into a bun, and she was wearing patched clothes. She was not young, but she looked neat and tidy.
"Hello, Auntie. I'm here to see the village chief for something. Is he home?"
The old lady also looked at Jiang Cha several times. Not many people usually come to their small village.
Even the educated youth who were everywhere were not assigned here. The commune leaders said that they were afraid they would starve to death if they came.
In a fishing village that depends on the weather for its livelihood, work points are earned by fishing at sea.
No one can guarantee that they will get anything at the end of the year.
Seeing that the winter flood was approaching, all the men in the village were busy. What could the little girl do by looking for her son?
It's not that she is careless. How much money can the entire village have now that others would be concerned about? Those who have some connections would have moved away one after another long ago.
The people living in the village are extremely poor and live in fear all day long. How can they not be anxious to go out to sea? What's the point of living in these shabby places?
"Guodong, come out for a moment. There's a little girl looking for you."
Jiang Cha heard the old lady's voice, which made her ears buzz.
"Who is it? Who's looking for me? Please go back first, I'll take a look."
The old lady was blocking the door. The village chief came out but didn't see her and kept asking questions.
She was so angry. You guys from the East Province are so great? You are so tall, can't you lower your head and look? Are you standing outside the door without looking at her?
Still looking into the distance, who are you looking down upon? In the future, she will surely grow up to be a tall girl, 1.8 meters tall, with legs all under her neck, huh!
Jiang Cha looked at the village chief angrily. The old lady winked at the village chief before he noticed her.
"Girl, what brings you to our village?"
He wore a blue quilted jacket and black pants, and his large hands stood out: rough, cracked, and with large joints. Only hands this strong could ride the waves and return home with a full load.
"Village Chief, this is why I'm here to talk to you. I want to exchange some food for some seafood from the village."
Sitting on a small stool, she explained her thoughts to the village chief. The old lady quickly closed the door. The bar holding it up was as thick as her legs.
"What are you exchanging for? Later, uncle will pack you some small fish from our place. It's enough for you to have a meal when you go back. Food is so precious. Take it back with you to avoid getting beaten when you get home."
The village chief sat opposite her and sincerely thought for her, thinking that she was someone's ignorant child who stole food from home to exchange for fish to satisfy her craving.
"Uncle Village Chief, I'm planning to get more seafood in exchange for grain. Do you want wheat or corn? I have a large quantity and I'm planning to exchange it for a few hundred kilograms."
The village chief's hand trembled as he held his pipe. "Whose prodigal son has come here?" They fished all year, but the work points they earned weren't many. The small fish they caught, dried in the sun, provided their family with food.
If we really have a few hundred kilograms of grain, corn and wheat, then what are we waiting for?
"Really? You can come up with so much food? You're not doing anything illegal, are you?"
He stared at Jiang Cha with suspicion. He had to ask him clearly. After all, he was a cadre and could not do anything illegal.
"Don't worry, uncle. I came here with a relative who was traveling long distances. I want to get some fresh food and go somewhere else. It's definitely not near Qing City."
The village chief thought about it, tapped his pipe, and made up his mind to drink it, so that the villagers could have some food and have a good New Year.
"Okay, as long as you can get some food, we'll go out to sea starting tonight. We still have to discuss how to exchange it."
The honest and simple village chief just became a village chief, with a gleam in his eyes. How could he become the village chief without any skills?
"Uncle, how do we usually calculate the price? It's not easy to come here openly, so the price is 10% higher than your usual price."
Jiang Cha is not a sucker. If he doesn't give some sweetness in private transactions, it will be troublesome wherever someone in the village makes trouble.
It is 10% higher than the market price. As long as you are not stupid, you will make a good profit. After all, there are not many suckers. It is rare to come across one. If anyone dares to tell it to others, the villagers will not agree.
"We usually hand over our catch to the commune's fishing grounds. Except for some particularly expensive fish, most of the catch is counted as cents, and we exchange them for food using work points.
If you want to exchange grain for fish, how about we exchange 100 kilograms of fish for 25 kilograms of corn? Or 10 kilograms of wheat? Is that okay?
Jiang Cha thought about the price of sea fish in her mind and estimated that it was still acceptable. After all, she only bought frozen food at the grocery store.
"Okay, let's do it this way. You decide how long it will take so I can go back and get the food. We'll pay for it and receive the food."
The corn and wheat in the space have not been crushed yet, so she has to go back and get some wheat to soak. She doesn't know if the grinder in the feed room can grind the wheat.
The village chief thought about it and told her to come the day after tomorrow morning. They would try to get as much as possible in two days and hoped that she could bring more food.
The two of them agreed that Jiang Cha would give the brown sugar he brought to the old lady, and because he was afraid that she would be polite to him, he quickly ran to the door and prepared to leave.
She stood by the gate and looked at the village chief awkwardly. The door bar of his house, which was as thick as her thigh, was not something she could move.
He rushed over and easily moved the guy away, saying, "You are still young, the bar is too heavy for you to move. It's okay, you will be stronger when you grow taller."
He grinned at the village chief, his smile a little bleakly, and said, "Please don't encourage me next time. It really undermines my confidence."
After waving goodbye to the village chief's family, they walked back along the way they came. Vegetables were planted everywhere in the village. Jiang Cha also saw the legendary green onions, but none of them were as tall as a person. Really, they only reached her thighs.
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