If you report a high yield, you'll have to hand in more grain. Otherwise, why would you keep so much grain? Are you trying to undermine the government?
Therefore, some places had to combine new grain, stored grain, feed grain and even population grain to barely complete the task grain requirement.
Because the task was successfully completed, the cadres were praised and commended. As for what the members should eat? They should carry forward the spirit of "self-reliance and hard work" and contribute to the country.
Fortunately, the village leader had a clear mind and, despite the pressure, doubled the output reported: 900 kilograms. After paying the quota, each member was left with 150 kilograms of rations.
But Xiangyang Production Team was also labeled a backward village. Public notices were issued at general meetings, and criticisms were leveled at small gatherings. The team leader was severely punished. The team's two cows were redistributed to advanced villages. Why would a backward village need livestock when it can't even cultivate the land? After much persuasion, they finally managed to save a mule.
Zhang Xudong shook his head and smiled bitterly as he reviewed his memories. He said that as a member of the 21st century, it was difficult for him to understand the thinking of contemporary people.
After a 20-minute drive, we arrived at the market established by the commune. The market had only just begun operating in September of last year. Apparently, there was a document allowing farmers to trade their own produce. Unregulated purchase and sales were not permitted.
While no one was paying attention to him, he found a piece of old cloth from the space and covered the backpack with it before walking into the market.
The market was sparsely populated. Some sold baskets, some sold mats, some sold used clothes and quilts, and some sold homemade furniture. But no one was selling anything that could fill their stomachs.
Finally, an old lady who had just arrived put out a bunch of long beans weighing about five pounds but less than six pounds. Before she could even put them down, a man dressed like a cadre bought them for three yuan. I saw clearly that he had indeed given three yuan.
This shocked Zhang Xudong deeply. A regular factory worker, not a senior employee, earns around 27 yuan a month, and a first-level worker only about 33 yuan. And with a month's work, they can only buy over 50 kilograms of beans? What the hell is this?
Thinking about the cucumbers, eggplants, tomatoes, and long beans that are already full of fruits in the vegetable garden, why do I feel like I'm going to get rich?
Just as I was in a daze, a man in his thirties with a pointed chin and monkey cheeks came over and whispered, "Little brother, do you have something to sell or do you want something?"
"I want to buy some fine grains. I don't know where to buy them."
The man pulled him to a secluded place and whispered, "You can't even buy a sweet potato here, let alone fine grains. Do you want rice, flour, or millet? How much do you want?"
"I want five pounds of rice and flour. How much is one pound?"
"Rice is 4 yuan a pound, standard white flour is 3.5 yuan a pound, millet is 3 yuan a pound, and cornmeal is 2.5 yuan a pound. If you want it, follow me."
"You're cheating me! Cornmeal is priced at 50 cents per pound at the market, and you're asking for 2.5 yuan per pound? That's too expensive."
"You idiot, do you have cornmeal that's 50 cents a pound? I'll give you all I can get. And the one that's 50 cents a pound at the market? Do you think they're selling it? You can't buy it even if you starve to death."
"Are you going to buy it or not? If not, I'm leaving. I don't have time to waste with you."
"I want to buy some, but I don't have the money. I'll wait until I sell the vegetables." Zhang Xudong thought about it and decided to sell some of the vegetables in the space first. After all, the vegetable garden can be planted forever, and the various vegetables in the supermarket will just sit there.
"Do you have any food? What kind of food?"
"What do you want?"
"You little brat, you're still so arrogant. What kind of vegetables do you want? I want cucumbers, beans, and greens. Do you have any?"
"How much do you want? How much per pound?"
The man was stunned for a moment after hearing this, "You have it?"
"I have it. How much is one pound?"
The man rolled his eyes and said, "50 jin of each, and I'll give you 30 cents a jin."
After hearing this, Zhang Xudong turned around and left without saying a word.
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