"Don't be ridiculous, she and I have a pure relationship between man and woman."
"Who would believe that you two could still be pure together? Do you think no one saw it?"
"Just because we're together means there's a story? What kind of logic is that? You and I are still together, and everyone else in the class is together too. Does that mean there's a story between me and all the girls in the class?"
"How can this be the same?"
"How is it different? Just like now, we are a single man and a single woman..."
"Get out of that room right now, I won't stand up to you!" Liang Hua pushed Wan Feng out of her room without any hesitation.
"Hey, hey! I'm not done yet!"
There was a bang of the door closing, followed by the sound of the door being locked.
Look how scared she is, as if I could molest her.
Now the gambling in Liang Wan's house has disappeared. Instead, the young people in the team discuss various matters in the brick and tile factory here, summarize work experience and exchange ideas with each other, all wanting to run the factory well.
"Nephew! There's a problem right now. How do you think we can solve it? We're a little short of manpower."
Should we look for him if we are short of manpower?
"Uncle Zhang Hai, why don't you let me be the team leader? Why are you looking for me when you're short of manpower? And if my aunt runs away, are you looking for me too?"
Everyone in the room burst into laughter.
Wan Feng's words made Zhang Hai laugh and cry: "You idiot, you're really good at talking. Come up with some ideas, I'm so worried."
"I didn't see anyone missing, so why are there not enough people?"
"Oh! In the past, there was only so much land in the depression, and these people were just enough. But now there is a brick and tile factory, and all the young and strong people are working in the brick and tile factory, so there are not enough people working in the fields."
This is in line with the laws of social development. If you add another business, you will naturally need corresponding manpower. Then the original balance will be broken and contradictions will arise.
The solution is to maintain this balance.
"You can hire people from outside the team."
Zhang Hai began to scratch his head. "Will this work? I don't think there's any policy on this. If I hire more people, the money won't be earned by outsiders. This won't work!"
The policy does not have this provision. It's not that there were no cases of hiring people for free in 1980, but there were very few cases. Moreover, it was a very serious problem for an individual to hire more than eight people for business.
Although the depression was not a complete one, Zhang Hainong was afraid that others would make money, so he blocked this road directly.
If external forces cannot be mobilized, then we can only dig within.
"Uncle Zhang Hai, do you think this method will work? Contract all the land in the village to the farmers. This will free up a lot of labor."
If Wan Feng remembers correctly, there were some places in China that implemented the household contract responsibility system in 1980, such as the famous X Village in the south.
Wan Feng, who lives in the countryside, doesn't see any advantages to this form, but there is one thing he deeply understands, that is, people are indeed not as busy as before.
After the land was contracted out, there were idle people everywhere, which also created conditions for these people to go to the city to work in the future.
As for why this phenomenon occurs, Wan Feng is not clear.
Zhang Hai had a bitter face: "Can't we just not do that for now? Contracting the land to farmers will free up manpower. Aren't there still so many people and so much land?"
Wan Feng chuckled, "You can't imagine how this will work, but if you put it into practice you'll know. I don't even know where the manpower comes from, but it definitely has manpower."
"I'm afraid this won't work. Even if we try, there's no policy on this."
"Then I can't help you. Think about it yourself."
"Let's put this question aside for now, nephew. The kiln will be open in six days, but we haven't received a single order yet. What should we do?"
"This question is actually easy to explain. How many teams in Jiangwei Brigade know that there are brick kilns in your area that can produce red bricks and cement bricks?"
Zhang Hai thought for a moment: "Wa Qian and Shan Hou must know."
"And then?"
"I don't know about Shutun and Wohu, but I definitely don't know about Dashutun and the Zhou family."
"That's right. Even people in the brigade don't know about it. How can you expect people from other places to know? No one knows what to buy."
Zhang Hai scratched his head vigorously: "What should I do?"
"We'll try to let people from other places know that we produce red bricks, cement bricks and tiles."
Zhang Hai was very confused: "What do you want to do?"
"For advertising."
"Advertisement? What is that?"
Wan Feng sighed. These people didn’t even know what advertising was. They were so backward.
"Advertising is a way to let others know about your product through certain methods. Do you understand?"
Zhang Hai shook his head: "I don't understand!"
"Let me give you an example. Tomorrow, go to a commune, whether it's Lonely Mountain or Warrior Commune. Stand by the main road and tell someone you see that we're selling red bricks, cement bricks, and tiles to Weiwahou Team. That's advertising."
"So that's what's going on, but it's not a big deal to just stand there on the road, right?"
"This is just one of the dumbest ways. We can also do it in other ways."
"What other way?"
What method? Advertising on TV! That's impossible. I don't even know if there are any TV stations in the entire North Liao Province.
It was a waste of effort to use radio for advertising, as radio had not yet taken on the task of advertising.
It seems that the only way is through primitive methods.
Wan Feng thought for a moment and said, "Find some straw paper and a brush."
Liang Wan stretched his head towards the east room and said, "Hua Zi, bring the brush and inkstone."
About five minutes passed, and Wan Feng still didn't see the brush or inkstone.
How come it took so long to give birth to a baby?
Finally, Liang Hua reluctantly brought an inkstone and placed it in front of Wan Feng in a bad mood.
Wan Feng pointed at the inkstone and said, "Don't go, grind it!"
Liang Hua seemed to be on fire: "What! I grind it for you?"
Wan Feng turned to Liang Wan and said, "Dad! Look at your daughter's attitude. With this attitude, I don't want her in the future."
Liang Hua's eyes instantly flashed with green light, and he was about to show his fangs and claws.
Liang Wan's majestic gaze fell on Liang Hua's face. As soon as she met her father's majestic gaze, Liang Hua immediately lost her temper like a deflated inflatable doll.
Liang Hua finished grinding the stone with a humph in his voice, and Wan Feng picked up the brush and wrote the two big words "Advertisement" on a piece of straw paper with a swift and flowing stroke.
Then, in a flurry of movement, he wrote: "Wahou Team, Jiangwei Brigade, Yongshi Commune, has a red brick factory and a cement brick and tile factory. We are now selling red bricks, cement bricks, and cement tiles. They are beautiful and durable. Red bricks are 3 cents and 4 cents each, cement bricks are 5 cents each, and cement tiles are 9 cents each. We can deliver to your home, but shipping is extra. We hope our customers will be informed."
Wan Feng originally wanted to write a contact number or something, but then he thought that there was only one phone in the entire Jiangwei Brigade, so who could he call? He had to give up.
After finishing writing, he put down the brush with great vigor and said, "I'm done."
Liang Hua curled his lips and said, "It's really ugly."
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