August 31, 1980.
It's cloudy today, and the weather forecast predicts moderate rain this afternoon.
There were quite a few people sitting on the tractor delivering bricks. The loader Yuan Wen and the accountant were sitting on the wings of the tractor, while Wan Feng and Zhang Hai were sitting on the trailer with their faces facing backwards and chatting.
"Nephew, you were the one who suggested raising fish. Why didn't I see you were very interested last night?"
"How can I be interested in saving only 4,000 to 5,000 yuan a year?"
"What! Four or five thousand is too little?"
"Haha, this is a lot for one person, but for everyone in the Wahou area, one cent is only thirty or forty. What's the point?"
"Last year, when the market was good, each person only earned a little over 30 yuan. This is so much for just this item, and you still think it's not enough?"
Just because you don't think it's too little doesn't mean I don't think it's too little either. A summer insect can't talk about ice. This matter is simply unclear.
"It's okay to keep them for now. Although the money won't be much, it will help us gain experience and cultivate talents. When the fish prices are high in the future, it will be very profitable."
Actually, this was just a consolation. Wan Feng knew when the price of fish would rise. By 1986, the prices of green skin fish, wind-blown fish and yellow fish in the sea were only 25 to 30 cents, and the farmed fish in the river were not much higher.
This is also the reason why Wan Feng lost interest after learning about the fish production. He originally thought that an acre of pond could produce tens of thousands of kilograms of fish a year, but he didn't expect it to be only three or four thousand kilograms.
"By the way, Uncle Zhang Hai, when you go to the brigade to do business, go to the brigade radio station and ask for a worn-out gramophone for me." Wan Feng didn't want to talk about fish farming anymore.
"What do you want that for?"
"Of course it's useful. If it's not, why would I need it?"
Zhang Hai thought for a moment and said, "I'm just worried the brigade won't give it to me."
"I don't want new ones. Why don't they give me old ones? It's useless for them to keep those rags."
"It's okay if public property is left there to rot, but it's a problem if it's gone."
Zhang Hai was right, that was what happened.
"Then your team needs to set up a broadcasting room. The brigade will definitely provide it for you."
"Let me see."
In the morning, the tractor arrived at the county hospital and stopped on the roadside at the location requested by Wan Feng.
Xia Qiulong and his wife are already waiting here.
Wan Feng got off the car and handed the goods in the bag to Xia Qiulong and his wife.
All he brought today were trousers, sixty pairs in total.
"Sister-in-law, sixty pieces. Today is my last delivery. I start school tomorrow, so I'll have to wait until Sunday to make the next one."
"From now on, just ask your team to bring the tractor here, and give each person a box of cigarettes, okay?" Xin Li asked.
Wan Feng nodded and lowered his voice, "No need for good cigarettes, anything under 1.3 yuan will do."
"Can you give it to me? It'll be worth at least two cents. It's nothing, it's just a pair of pants."
You see, people who make money are so willful.
After the transaction was completed, Wan Feng asked Xia Qiulong, "Aren't you going to the construction site? Today is a good day."
"Of course I'll go. Your sister-in-law doesn't need me to follow her now. She's sold her pants at home. Just wait for me for a while. I'll come over after I deliver the things to her home."
Has Xin Li now developed to the point where she no longer needs to wait at the factory gate? This is quite a rapid development.
It’s a pity that the policy is not right now. If it were, we could open a store.
A few minutes later, Xia Qiulong came back in a hurry and jumped onto the tractor.
He and Zhang Hai had met once before and knew each other, so Bicui nodded.
"Brother, I have something to ask you. If someone named Mengzi from Black Lagoon asks you to go to Black Lagoon to settle something, don't agree."
"Mengzi? No!"
"If there is no better, then just reject it directly without asking why."
"No problem, brother, your business is my business."
The tractor rumbled to the First Construction Company, and Wan Feng and the others got off the tractor.
Zheng Laosan was already waiting here. When he saw Wan Feng and Xia Qiulong, he started to smoke. Today was the day to get the money, so of course he had to come.
Naturally, Zhou Bingde's approval was needed to settle the accounts. The others were waiting outside smoking and chatting, while Wan Feng walked into Zhou Bingde's office carrying a shoulder bag.
Zhou Bingde was sitting upright behind his desk reading a newspaper. He smiled when he saw Wan Feng come in.
"Your godmother is at home, she's talking about you. Go over after you finish your accounts."
"I see. I brought you some clothes. Try them on."
Zhou Bingde waved his hand: "Why try it? It won't be the same no matter what clothes you wear."
"How can we be the same? A leader should act like a leader. Look at you, you're just like an ordinary person now."
As he spoke, he took out a suit and put it on Zhou Bingde.
After putting on the clothes, Zhou Bingde immediately looked taller and more majestic.
"That's just right. This is what a leader should be like."
"You want me to wear this to the construction site? I'll definitely get criticized! This is called being out of touch with reality and not integrating with the masses."
It's starting to get out of hand.
"Who told you to wear it at the construction site? You can't wear it when you're in a meeting or visiting friends! You're so stubborn!"
Zhou Bingde took off his clothes and said, "Send it home first."
Wan Feng packed his clothes and said, "Write a note. We are going to settle the accounts."
Zhou Bingde wrote a note with a chuckle, and Wan Feng took the note and gave it to the team accountant.
The accountant and Zhang Hai went to the accounting department with smiles on their faces to settle the accounts, while Wan Feng stayed outside to chat with Zheng Laosan and Xia Qiulong.
“How many watts can you produce per month now?”
"It's still those, about 11,000 pieces."
"Aren't you planning to expand production?"
Zheng Laosan curled his lips and said, "I'm not going to expand. The more I produce, the more you guys will take advantage of us. The more I think about this, the angrier I get."
"As the ancient book says: 'It's hard to be a good person.' Look, I helped you deal with your overstocked products and found a market, and you actually blame me. Sigh!"
Zheng Laosan was so angry that his teeth were itching and he wanted to kick Wan Feng twice.
"You must have popped out from a crack in the rock."
"The one who jumped out from the crack in the rock was Sun Wukong. If I had Sun Wukong's skills, I wouldn't even bother playing with you. I would have gone to play with Princess Iron Fan long ago."
"What? Princess Iron Fan is Sun Wukong's sister-in-law. How dare you come up with such an idea?"
I can’t believe that this rough guy actually knows that Princess Iron Fan is Sun Wukong’s sister-in-law. That’s not easy!
Due to the expansion, the entire August Wa Brick and Tile Factory only had one kiln of bricks from the second kiln and some remaining bricks from the first kiln, totaling only 60,000. More than 23,000 cement tiles were delivered, plus 11,000 tiles from the front kiln, for a total of 34,000 tiles.
A total of 3,288 yuan was paid out.
Zheng Laosan's tiles were sold at 7 cents, totaling 770 yuan. After deducting Xia Qiulong's commission of more than 200 yuan, there was still 2,300 yuan left.
After Wan Feng paid the money to Zheng Laosan and Xia Qiulong, he said goodbye to Zhang Hai and the accountant.
"I have a lot of things to do this morning, so I won't go with you guys to get corrupted. You can go on your own."
Zhang Hai even said something affectionate and meaningful: "Alas! Without you, our meals wouldn't be enjoyable, but don't worry, I'll eat your share for you."
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