Jiang Wanyue made some innovations based on the reference paintings.
Painting is one of her hobbies. She liked it very much in her previous life and she still likes it now, because when she paints, her mind can be freed and her spirit can be nourished.
When she finished painting a picture, she suddenly realized that there were a lot of people standing around her watching.
“This painting is so beautiful.”
“The instructors seem like real people.”
"So kind, I want to keep watching..."
A man squeezed in from the crowd, stared at the painting for a long time, and said, "Comrade, at the end of the year, our factory will also have to repaint the murals. Now that you have finished your work at the commune, can you paint a few paintings for our factory?"
Jiang Wanyue readily agreed: "Of course, which factory are you from?"
"Snakeskin bag factory." The man introduced himself quickly, "I'm the director of the snakeskin bag factory, my last name is Huang."
Jiang Wanyue put down her paintbrush, wiped her hands, and said with a smile on her face, "It turns out to be Director Huang."
Their commune also has its own factories, such as brick and tile factories, cotton mills, oil presses... The largest factory is the snakeskin bag factory, because every year during the harvest season, a large number of snakeskin bags are needed to store grain. No matter what each household packs, snakeskin bags are the first choice. This factory has about forty or fifty people and is the most profitable factory in Hongqi Commune.
"Director Huang, I'm the deputy secretary of the Xiaojing Brigade of our commune. My last name is Jiang, so you can just call me Xiao Jiang." Jiang Wanyue said with a smile, "I've heard from our brigade leader that Director Huang is a capable person in our commune, and he has helped the snakeskin bag factory develop better and better. I've heard of Director Huang's name for a long time, and today I finally get to meet him."
"Deputy branch secretary?" Director Huang knew that the brigade of the commune did not have a deputy branch secretary. If there must be one, then it should be the fishery of the Xiaojing Brigade that has been in the limelight recently. He couldn't help but ask, "It turns out that the first deputy branch secretary of Hongqi Commune is a woman, so young. I heard that your brigade also has a fishery?"
"Yes." Jiang Wanyue said, "Although our fishery has just started, we have already sold fish to the county. The largest textile factory in the county bought nearly 1,000 kilograms of our fish and put them in the canteen for extra meals. The Education Bureau, paper mill, and printing factory also bought a lot of fish to distribute to their employees. Our snakeskin bag factory is doing well. Would Director Huang consider buying a few kilograms of fish for the workers to drink fish soup?"
Director Huang was first flattered, and then compared with a textile factory with thousands of employees, which made him feel particularly comfortable. He immediately said, "If others have it, our snakeskin bag factory must also have it. We have a total of 49 people in our factory. How many kilograms of fish do we need?"
Jiang Wanyue replied: "If we calculate based on half a catty of fish per person, that would be 25 catties."
"I'm afraid half a catty is not enough." Director Huang waved his hand and said, "According to the quota of one catty per person, can you deliver it tomorrow morning?"
"Don't worry, it will be delivered on time." Jiang Wanyue was very happy. "Director Huang is a loyal man. I will also find time to paint the murals for the snakeskin bag factory as soon as possible."
The two of them agreed on this.
After Jiang Wanyue finished the painting she was working on, she packed up her things and rushed back to the brigade headquarters.
The fishing net she bought in the provincial capital last time was placed in her office. It cost her more than 30 yuan. It was very large and sturdy. It was easy to untie even if it got tangled. It was very useful.
She called Zhao Xiangbei and Lin Jin, and the three of them went fishing together.
Because only 49 kilograms are needed, catching about ten fish is enough, and they can do it themselves.
Jiang Wanyue has experience in fishing, Zhao Xiangbei is a strong man, and Lin Jin has been doing farm work for many years and is stronger than Jiang Wanyue.
Three people holding fishing nets went into the water from different directions.
It was already December, and although it had not yet entered the twelfth lunar month, the temperature was very low. Jiang Wanyue shivered as soon as she put her legs in the water.
She couldn't help but sigh. The fishery was so poor. When she had money, she would definitely buy a pair of swimming pants, otherwise it would be too painful.
After a while, the legs adjusted to the temperature and were fine, so the three of them started to move.
This net is very large, so only a small half of it needs to be used. Put it in the water, then carefully pull the net. In a short while, more than a dozen fish have been caught.
Jiang Wanyue threw the fish whose scales were not damaged back into the water, took out seven fish, weighing a total of a little over 49 kilograms, and put them in a water tank to keep them for the time being, and would send them to the snakeskin bag factory the next morning. This water tank was bought when she bought the fish fry last time, and there were more than ten fish in it.
"Jiang Jie, you are amazing." Zhao Xiangbei carried the water tank with a look of admiration on his face. "You can sell fish just by painting. No wonder the team let Jiang Jie manage the fishery."
Lin Jin felt very upset. She was a salesperson at the fishery, but she didn't sell a pound of fish. She felt like she was being crushed.
She clenched her fists and said, "Wanyue, I'll go to the county tomorrow and give it a try..."
"No rush." Jiang Wanyue said, "Tomorrow we will buy fish food. It's the first time, and we are unfamiliar with the process. We may not have enough manpower. Let's talk about it after we are done with the work tomorrow."
Lin Jin had no choice but to agree.
More than 20 kilograms of fish were temporarily kept at Zhao Xiangbei's home. Before dawn the next day, Zhao Xiangbei sent the fish to the snakeskin bag factory. There was an extra 24.5 yuan in the account, which was enough food for all the fish in the fish pond for two days.
As the sky slightly brightened, Jiang Wanyue arrived at the brigade headquarters.
There was no one in the brigade office at this time. The brigade leader was busy gathering members to work in the fields, and the branch secretary had gone to the commune to attend a meeting to listen to the latest policy guidance. As for the others, they were all part-time cadres and needed to find ways to earn work points. However, now was the slack season for farming, there was not much work in the fields, and work points were not easy to earn.
Jiang Wanyue had just opened the door of the brigade headquarters when Zhao Xiangbei and Lin Jin arrived.
The three of them worked together to lift the large table out of the office, borrowed a scale from the brigade headquarters, and placed it on the table. They pasted a piece of paper on each side of the table. The left side was for collecting fish grass, and the right side was for collecting wheat bran, rice bran and other items. Jiang Wanyue and Lin Jin were responsible for one side each, and Zhao Xiangbei was responsible for counting the money.
The sun slowly rose. It was a chilly early winter morning. People passed by the brigade office from time to time. Everyone was busy working in the fields, trying to earn some work points.
After waiting for a long time, finally, someone came.
They were a group of illiterate children from the Song family, the two younger sons of the eldest wife, Erniu and Sanniu, Erya from the second wife, Song Fengjiao and Song Fenglian from the third wife, and Yingzi from her own family. Each child had a basket on his back filled with fish and grass, which was placed next to the scale.
Erniu wiped his sweat and said, "Aunt Si, it's not even daybreak yet and grandma asked us to go cut fish grass. It's so fresh."
Jiang Wanyue didn't expect the Song family to be so supportive of her work. She smiled and said, "You guys have all worked hard. Go to Fourth Aunt's house at noon and she will give you some candy."
Song Fenglian licked her lips: "Can I have some fruit candy?"
"Of course."
As Jiang Wanyue spoke, her hands kept moving and she started to weigh things.
Erniu was fifteen years old and could be considered half a labor force. His backpack was particularly solid, weighing a full twenty kilograms. Zhao Xiangbei gave him two cents.
The one with the least was of course the youngest Yingzi, who only had four kilograms. It was difficult to calculate the money for this, so Jiang Wanyue asked Zhao Xiangbei to record it in the account and give him the money when it reached an integer.
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