An Qingbai smiled.
“When I saw the TV set that my second uncle bought for us, I called Uncle Baogen.”
He should be gathering the villagers in the next couple of days to discuss bringing electricity to the entire village.
Zhuang Zhimeng walked over and gave her lover a passionate kiss.
"Not bad, Comrade Aber, you've considered things very comprehensively."
"Baby, I love it when you take the initiative to kiss me."
Zhuang Zhimeng smiled and patted the man's arm.
"Hurry up and eat. After you finish eating, you should go to work."
I'll organize my suggestions for Uncle Baogen, and I'll think about which side hustle idea would be suitable.
An Qingbai kissed his wife again.
"Okay, let's eat. I'll come back this morning, and we'll go find Uncle Baogen together."
Zhuang Zhimeng poured porridge into the dog's food bowl before sitting down to eat.
"Abo, you can move the TV over there in a bit."
We can only leave it there for a few days; we don't know if the villagers will agree to have electricity.
An Qingbai picked up a piece of pickled vegetable from his wife's plate before answering.
"It's hard to say, after all, it costs money to get electricity."
If everyone in the village contributed a little, it might not be much, but not everyone would be willing to do so.
"What if only our house has electricity?"
"It's unlikely to happen. What if someone tries to sabotage our power lines and prevent them from passing through their house?"
Zhuang Zhimeng smiled.
"Actually, there's another way. If we can get a generator, then our house can have electricity."
We can just keep the lights off inside; these appliances will still work.
"Yes, that is indeed a solution. Let's wait until we get the generator before making any decisions."
After finishing his meal, An Qingbai washed the dishes, walked over to his wife, kissed her, and picked up the TV.
“Honey, I’m going to work now. You can take your time to organize your suggestions for Uncle Baogen. Just come up with a few ideas.”
"Okay, I understand."
Zhuang Zhimeng brewed herself a pot of tea and sat down at her desk to think.
I quickly picked up my pen and jotted down a few suggestions.
She had just finished writing when the familiar sound of a loudspeaker blared out.
"Zhuang, come to the brigade headquarters immediately, we have your phone number."
Zhuang Zhimeng took the paper and the books she had bought for the brigade and prepared to answer the phone.
Unexpectedly, Tian Cuie's loudspeaker wasn't turned off properly again, and another sentence came out from the loudspeaker.
“It’s going to be lively again now that Zhuang Zhiqing is back.”
When she was away, the phone wouldn't ring for days, but as soon as she returned, it would start ringing for her.
Zhuang Zhimeng laughed as she listened.
"Haha, Aunt Tian is still so funny."
An Qingbai laughed as he listened and headed straight for the brigade headquarters.
The couple happened to meet at the entrance of the brigade office.
"I guess it was my aunt calling."
"Yes, that might be it. Go pick him up, baby. We'll talk to Uncle Baogen later."
Zhuang Zhimeng nodded, handed the book to her lover, and went into the brigade headquarters first.
The call was indeed made by Zhuang Ruofang.
"Yaya, the fabric should arrive this afternoon."
I specifically asked for a truck from our factory; could you pick it up at the entrance of your village?
"Okay, Auntie, I'll go pick it up."
"If you do a good job embroidering this time, you might get a second batch of fabric so you can continue to earn extra money."
"Auntie, just you wait and see."
After hanging up the phone, Zhuang Zhimeng looked at An Baogen.
"Uncle Baogen, I've found a way for our brigade to earn extra money."
I need to find five skillful women, plus myself and Jiang Yanxia.
We formed a small team and needed to embroider a specified pattern onto the fabric.
An Baogen clapped his hands repeatedly as he listened.
"That's great, our brigade really benefited from Zhuang Zhiqing's influence."
Zhuang Zhimeng handed the paper to An Baogen.
"Uncle Baogen, this is an idea for a side hustle that I came up with. Please take a look."
"Oh? Then I'll have to take a good look. This side hustle is driving me crazy."
An Qingbai placed the book on An Baogen's desk.
"Uncle Baogen, these are the books we bought. Please take a look when you have some free time."
An Baogen was engrossed in the side hustle ideas written by Zhuang Zhiqing and casually agreed.
"Okay, I'll watch it when I have time."
An Baogen looked at Zhuang Zhimeng and asked.
"Zhuang Zhiqing, is it really profitable to roast melon seeds?"
Zhuang Zhimeng nodded affirmatively.
"You see, we were eating on the train, and someone bought some of it to take away."
There are still a lot of people who love to eat sunflower seeds.
You mentioned that our brigade shows movies several times a year, and people from several nearby villages come here to watch them.
If you sell sunflower seeds for one or three mao (0.1-0.3 yuan), how much would that cost in total?
"That's true. I never thought about this before, and I really lost a lot of money."
Zhuang Zhimeng continued speaking.
"And our brigade's supply and marketing cooperative should definitely be opened, or at least a small shop should be opened."
People in our village have to go to town to buy even basic necessities like oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar.
If our village had a supply and marketing cooperative or a small shop, at least people from several nearby villages could come and shop there.
You said our village didn't suffer much loss?
"Hearing what Zhuang Zhiqing said, I feel like I really got the short end of the stick."
An Baogen pointed to the pastry workshop on the paper and became curious.
What's the story behind this pastry workshop?
“We not only sold sunflower seeds on the train, but people also wanted to buy and eat the pastries my mother-in-law made because they smelled them.”
Moreover, he is the director of the purchasing department of the supply and marketing cooperative, which shows that if this pastry is made well, it will definitely have a great future.
People call our team when they have free time, and they come to order snacks.
An Baogen nodded.
"If that's the case, then it seems we have no choice but to open this pastry workshop."
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