"The Zhang family has made a fortune this year, earning so much money." It was finally the end of the year. In the past six months since the winery was established, everyone was looking forward to the first dividend distribution. As one of the thirty households selected that year, the Zhang family earned the most. How could they not be jealous?
Old Zhang held a thick wad of cash in his hand, a full thousand yuan. His dark face flushed red upon hearing this. "No, no, no! You got quite a bit too! My family invested quite a bit in the village back then! The captain and secretary really tightened their belts to support us. Because of this, my family barely ate meat for a year!"
The Zhang family calculated the income of the winery last year and realized that they could make so much money just from black market transactions. If they really built a factory, they would be very rich. So they took the lead in handing the money back to the village, and they became the "major shareholder" in one fell swoop.
Fu Baoer praised them for their foresight! Old Zhang happily clenched his money tightly, and this year he would eat meat to his heart's content!
The villagers all understood the situation, including those households that had joined the winery a long time ago. They were just reluctant to invest money, so their share this year was much less than Lao Zhang's.
It's just a little bit sour, just a satisfying taste.
Over the past six months, the winery was built, and wines with the Qingshan Village logo were put on the shelves of the supply and marketing cooperatives. Sales once surpassed other categories. People from the Qicheng Winery even sent people to learn from them. Those who wanted Fubaoer's recipe openly or secretly were all fooled by Fubaoer.
Even Gu Weiliang was a little envious. When signing the contract, they should have increased the year-end profit. If things continued like this, the Qingshan Village winery would sooner or later become famous throughout the country.
But the Qicheng Brewery is also very satisfied this year. Their medicinal wine has received widespread acclaim as soon as it came out. In particular, several leaders who tasted it said that it made them feel comfortable all over and was very effective!
"Grandpa, the profit of our village winery this year, after deducting the cost of raw materials, equipment, transportation costs, workers' wages, and the income of our villagers, is still more than 30,000 yuan." Fu Baoer spread out the account book and calculated quickly.
This was less than she expected. Fu Baoer did not give up trading with a few regular customers in the black market, but basically stopped contacting the others. The supply and marketing cooperative only put products from the province on the shelves, so the profit was not too high.
But for a startup like this, achieving this is already quite impressive, according to Shen Xiuqi. What era are we in now? Turmoil, reform, and economic constraints. Some people are afraid to spend their money even if they have it. The market is definitely not good.
Chen Zhifang picked up the account book and said, "Oh my goodness, there are still so many left? Are they all from our village?"
"Yes, this does not include the money we spend on providing ginseng and other Chinese herbal medicines to Qicheng Winery. It's just the profit of the winery." Fu Baoer doesn't even look down on this little bit of money now. She wants to do big business!
"Grandpa," Fu Baoer lifted his head and looked at Chen Zhifang and Wang Youtian expectantly, "Have you ever heard that saying, 'If you want to get rich, build roads first.' Improved transportation will drive rapid economic growth!"
Of course, the two had heard of it, but building a road involves, first, financial investment, second, manpower issues, and finally, approval from above.
The money earned can be accumulated over two years, and approval from higher authorities is also easy to come by. No one will stop something that benefits the country and the people. The only problem is manpower. Now the villagers have to work in the fields and go to the winery to work, which is very tiring.
"It's just a matter of leveling the land first," Fu Bao'er said, knowing their concerns. "The roads in our village are too difficult to travel on, full of potholes. Every time we transport wine, we have to break two bottles, no matter how much straw and cloth we stuff into them. It's useless. We can use the slack time between farming and work to level a few main roads. It's not difficult."
As for the work on the winery, it doesn't require the whole village to join in. As long as everyone works hard, it can be repaired.
Chen Zhifang and Wang Youtian discussed it and agreed that this was indeed the case. So, let's build a road! To be honest, every time a bottle of wine is broken, it really makes people feel distressed.
"We also need to build ditches and divert water for irrigation!" This is also a permanent solution.
"Okay!" There is still a long time to go, so I will make arrangements slowly.
Fu Baoer pulled out his notebook and offered one last idea: "Let's not talk about the long term. I have one last small suggestion."
Fu Baoer has been calling herself Manager Fu for some time now. Everyone started out laughing, but now they are convinced. But it’s because our Baoer knows how to do everything from production to sales to accounting, and she does it better than adults. It’s impossible not to be convinced!
"Okay, Manager Fu, you go ahead." Wang Youtian and Chen Zhifang listened attentively.
"When I went to the city a few days ago, I heard our old customer Huo Da say that their flour mill was giving out holiday gifts this year. In addition to noodles, there were also various foods bought by the factory. They said that the company was doing well and the leaders wanted to give benefits to the workers." Huo Da is the fat man who went to the black market to buy alcohol for the first time. He is one of the few customers left now.
"I understand this, but we have distributed more meat and grain this year, and it's still not enough?" Wang Youtian calculated quickly in his mind. If more welfare benefits were distributed, it would also be a considerable expense.
Fu Baoer glanced disapprovingly at the stingy captain and said, "Grandpa, the extra grain and meat we've distributed is what the villagers deserve for their hard work this year. It's not a reward, understand?"
Wang Youtian chuckled. It wasn't that he was reluctant to give it up, but rather that he wanted to save the money for other things. "Okay, I'll listen to the deputy manager. So, what do you think we should give out?"
Fu Baoer smiled slyly, "That's your business. Take the money and tickets and go to the commune market. What can't you buy?"
Manager Fu can't take care of every little thing, it will tire him to death.
Chen Zhifang and Wang Youtian were quite efficient. After deciding to give out holiday gifts, they took the money and went to the commune market. Finally, they decided to buy some snacks and cloth, which were things that people usually didn't want to buy.
Sure enough, everyone was very happy to receive this extra holiday gift, feeling like they got it for free. Fu Baoer guessed that this was what Shen Xiuqi was talking about, employee incentives?
It really works.
Jiang Fengxia was holding a bag of snacks, smiling from ear to ear. Although her family had no shortage of these things, they were free after all, so she was happy to take them!
Look at our Qingshan Village, it is becoming more and more prosperous. Even the most needy families in the village have work to do, and they no longer have to envy other people's money at the end of the year.
Even Fu Baoer's Boy Scout Group was not idle. They went up the mountain to collect herbs, making money while having fun. None of the adults knew how to dig ginseng like them!
Looking at the team receiving holiday gifts, Chen Zhifang's eyes suddenly became red for a moment. Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, he had never seen such a happy expression on the faces of his fellow villagers.
Yes, Qingshan Village will get better and better with everyone's efforts.
Chen Zhifang glanced at Fu Baoer who was playing with his friends and smiled. Things will definitely get better and better. Our Qingshan Village is blessed with good fortune!
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