Zhang Hai thought for a moment, "Nephew! I understand you're doing a good deed. We're all human beings, and everyone has an elderly person. But think about it. Even if the township can allocate some funds, it's a very limited amount. After all, we already have a nursing home, so we can't allocate too much. The village can also provide the land, and building a house won't cost much, but in the future, food and clothing are not important. You'll have to take care of everything, including birth, old age, sickness, and death."
It is normal for the elderly to get sick, and this is a considerable expense. Before the medical reform, it is not obvious, but after the reform, the medical expenses will be sky-high.
"I'll take care of it. As long as I'm in Jiangwei, I won't watch these helpless elderly people become lonely and helpless."
After Wan Feng said this, Zhang Hai had no other ideas. "I'll take care of the township's affairs. Every year, I'll ask the township to allocate as much money as possible and have the township hospital perform more preventive examinations."
Zhu Ping also stated: "The village will take care of the land issue. As long as it's not privately contracted land, you can build wherever you like. The village will also allocate a portion of the funds to the nursing home every year."
This way the cost is much lower.
With these two people around, this matter is basically inevitable.
The matter of the nursing home has been decided, and the next one is the welfare factory.
"A welfare factory? Nephew, I support you in running a nursing home, but this welfare factory is unnecessary, right? I know you're not trying to save a little tax money, but even if there are disabled people in Jiangwei, there aren't that many. You think you can turn it into a welfare factory with just these two people?"
"The welfare factory isn't under my personal name. It's run in the village's name and is a village-run enterprise. Whether it's tax-exempt or not has nothing to do with me. As for the staff, I'm not just running this factory for Wei Village alone. I want to recruit all the disabled people in Wulu Township. If Wulu Township doesn't have that many people, we still have Gushan Township, Heijiao Township, Daying Township, and Qingshan Town. If that's not enough, I can bring in all the disabled people in Hongya and give them an environment to be self-reliant."
“If you get all the disabled people in the county, it will be old, but what will you ask them to do?”
"I originally wanted them to package products for my electronics factory, but then I thought, since it's run under the village name, I should let them run their own business to avoid people saying I'm taking advantage of the disabled. Besides paying salaries and welfare benefits to these disabled people, the remaining money from the welfare factory can be used to fund the nursing home. In the future, when these disabled people grow old, they can be eligible for free retirement in the nursing home. Wouldn't that create a virtuous cycle?"
"You kid, you've already figured it out at home, so what project are you going to let them do?" Since they all want to make a profit, then this welfare factory is definitely not a business that loses money.
"I've already thought of a project. Let's start with mahjong. I'll do mahjong for a few years and then do something else when the market is almost saturated."
"Play mahjong? Mahjong? The kind of mahjong that we used to play for gambling?" This time Zhang Hai was greatly surprised.
Even Zhu Ping was confused.
In the spring of 1990 in my previous life, a Xu family from Xiaoshutun spent 170 yuan to buy a set of yellow mahjong tiles with size 2 at a department store. This was the first set of mahjong in the entire Jiangwei Village. At that time, there were no more than five people in the entire village who knew how to play mahjong.
Six months later, this number had swelled to one-third of Jiangwei Village's population. Two years later, there was no one in the entire village who didn't know how to play mahjong, except for children under twelve or thirteen.
At that time, let alone Jiang Wei, the situation was almost the same everywhere in the country. There were already 900 million people addicted to it, and there were still 100 million left to observe.
But nowadays, there are not many people in Jiangwei Village who have even heard of mahjong. However, there is a family in Jiangwei Shanhou Team who has a set of mahjong that has been around for who knows how many years.
Wan Feng had seen that set of mahjong before. It was made of bones, and the "yaoji" (small chicken) was not a bird, but a red flower.
The biscuits tasted like ancient copper coins when they were chewed, and the signboards were even carved out of bamboo.
But even if there is such a set of mahjong behind the mountain, no one knows how to play it.
Wan Feng was already surprised that Zhang Hai knew about mahjong.
Wan Feng nodded: "That's it!"
"Will this work?"
After seeing Wan Feng's contemptuous look, Zhang Hai finally remembered something and said self-deprecatingly, "If Zhu Ping had come up with this, I promise I would be the first to object. If you came up with it, I can't object."
Zhu Ping rolled his eyes: "What's wrong with me? Am I an idiot?"
"You? If you can come up with a successful business like your nephew, I guarantee that even your farts smell good."
Zhu Ping stopped chatting immediately, he didn't have the skills to do that.
"Then what do you use to make mahjong? You wouldn't carve it out of bone, would you?"
Carve with bones? Where can you find so many bones?
"Of course I won't use bone. That's too much trouble and can't be scaled up. I'll use plexiglass or celluloid."
The earliest mahjong tiles were mostly made of celluloid and plexiglass called acrylic, but in the era of automatic mahjong machines, melamine resin was mostly used as the raw material.
Celluloid is now probably the lowest-cost material for making mahjong. Celluloid of various colors can be processed by using collodion, camphor, lubricants and dyes. The process is not difficult.
Even if Wan Feng couldn't figure it out, didn't their factory have a chemical research department?
He just needs to tell them the general formula and it will not be difficult to research it out.
Besides, there are ready-made materials available in the market.
This was something he had looked up online in his previous life when he was bored and had no balls to look for eggplant.
"Uncle Zhang Hai, you can handle the paperwork. The village will take care of the factory. The yard below my house, where my sister Hua'er used to run a sock factory, is idle now, so we can use it... No! We can't use it. When we build the nursing home, we can just find a piece of land to build it together. I'll have our factory design the equipment. If the raw materials aren't available on the market, we can provide the formula and find someone to produce it."
The machine makes the mahjong tiles, and these disabled people are responsible for coloring and packaging them, which is a very easy job.
Neither Zhang Hai nor Zhu Ping expressed any objection to Wan Feng's proposal.
Next we will discuss the choice of address.
"There is almost no extra land in Xiaoshutun and Wahou, so these two places should be ruled out first." This was the suggestion Zhu Ping had thought about for a long time.
Zhang Hai and Wan Feng nodded.
"The Zhou family and the mountain are located in the two most remote corners of Jiangwei. Can we exclude them?" Zhu Ping suggested again.
"No problem."
"Then there are three teams left: Dashutun, Wohu, and Waqian."
"Dashutun and Wohu are relatively remote, while Waqian and Xiaoshutun are located in the center of Waqian. Let's choose Waqian!" Zhang Hai made the final decision.
The approximate address was chosen in this way.
What remains is the specific location, which requires on-site investigation.
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