Ten thousand packages of crispy fish fillets brought in eighteen hundred yuan.
Zhao Xiangbei's hands were shaking as he took out a thick stack of Great Unity banknotes from his clothes.
It wasn't the first time he had seen so much money, but he still couldn't suppress his excitement, and his voice was filled with joy: "Sister Jiang, the crispy fish slices were actually sold, and our fish farm can finally make a profit."
Jiang Wanyue was also happy.
There were originally 500 yuan in the account, and with this money, it now totaled 2,300 yuan, which is not a small amount.
She thought that it was time to build the factory.
But the money is not enough yet. It won’t be too late to do this after the second payment is received.
Lin Jin did not come back that night.
The next day, Jiang Wanyue went to the commune to get a note.
After she explained her purpose, Secretary Qin frowned slightly and said, "Generally, only grain stations can purchase grain. I'm afraid your fishery can't do that."
"That's why I came to ask the secretary for a note." Jiang Wanyue licked her face and said, "The first batch of fish in our fishery has already been caught, and the second batch of fry has just been released. We need a lot of food to feed them, otherwise they will not be able to be released in the spring. In this way, the funds cannot be recovered and the fishery may be closed halfway. Secretary, our fishery has come to this point with great difficulty under your care. I think you can't bear to watch the fishery die halfway. Secretary is the head of our commune. If you approve it, the grain station will definitely not dare to say anything."
Secretary Qin didn't say anything.
Jiang Wanyue sighed: "Then we can only ask the secretary to write a note to go to the grain station to buy grain?"
Individuals can go to the grain station to buy grain, but there are weight restrictions. If an organization wants to buy grain, it must have a receipt.
In fact, wheat bran and rice bran are not real grains, and grain stations do not accept them at all, but because they are classified as grains, no one else can accept them either.
If the fishery has no choice but to buy grain from the grain station, it can only buy the cheapest corn there. Corn costs nine cents a pound, while wheat bran and rice bran cost only four cents, which invisibly increases the cost for the fishery.
Secretary Qin also thought of this. He tapped the table with his fingers, picked up a pen and said, "Rice bran and wheat bran are usually used to feed chickens and ducks. Every household has some leftovers. If your fishery can help solve some of the problems, it will also increase the income of the members. I approve this."
He quickly wrote a note, stamped it, and handed it over.
"Thank you, Secretary!" Jiang Wanyue was overjoyed, and then rubbed his hands shamelessly and said, "Secretary, the amount of wheat bran and rice bran collected is often thousands of kilograms, and it is not realistic to push a cart. Can we..."
Seeing her like this, Secretary Qin was amused and angry, pretending to be impatient and said: "What are you thinking? I've heard it clearly while sitting here. Okay, I agree. You go find Xiao Tang, and remember to fill up the gas when you run out. I have to go to the county for a meeting tomorrow."
"Yes, Secretary!"
Jiang Wanyue was very fortunate to have met such an open-minded secretary. She thanked him again and again and then went to find Tang Guohui.
Tang Guohui usually does odd jobs in the commune, and he is the driver only when a tractor is needed.
He sat in the driver's seat and drove the tractor to Xiaojing Brigade first. Jiang Wanyue called Zhao Xiangbei, took the account books, receipts, money, and a large scale, and went to the other nine brigades.
Sitting on the tractor, the north wind was blowing, Jiang Wanyue's ears turned red from the cold, and she quickly buried her head in her knees.
Zhao Xiangbei took off his hat and said, "Jiang Jie, you can wear mine. It will keep you warm."
Jiang Wanyue waved her hands quickly: "No need, I'm fine."
"Sister Jiang, don't be so stubborn." Zhao Xiangbei put the hat on her head without saying a word.
The Hongqi Commune had a total of ten brigades and over ten thousand people, making it a neither-big-nor-small commune.
The tractor goes to the farthest harvest team first.
Bicycles are rare these days, let alone tractors. As soon as it drove in, many villagers who had nothing to do came to watch.
Jiang Wanyue returned the hat to Zhao Xiangbei, jumped out of the car, and said to everyone with a smile: "Hello everyone, we are the person in charge of the Xiaojing Brigade Fishery. We have obtained the approval of the commune and are here to collect some rice bran and wheat bran. It's four cents a pound. Anyone who has any can bring it over. We will only stop here for half an hour, so please hurry up, we won't be waiting after you're late!"
Fengshou Brigade is also a notoriously poor brigade. It is the farthest from the commune and it takes more than an hour to walk there, making it inconvenient to do anything.
Most of them saved rice bran and wheat bran to feed the chickens. The poorer people mixed them into black flour and ate them themselves. Now that these things can be exchanged for money, of course everyone wants to exchange some for money. Four cents can buy four boxes of matches.
So, the whole village rushed to tell each other, and soon everyone came over carrying snakeskin bags.
Jiang Wanyue organized everyone to line up, Tang Guohui helped with weighing, and Zhao Xiangbei was responsible for writing receipts and paying.
Most of the people in the queue were women and children. Jiang Wanyue saw that most of them were wearing two thin pieces: an autumn shirt inside and a tattered thin jacket outside. In the cold wind, the people in the queue were shivering and kept rubbing their hands and stamping their feet in the hope of driving away the cold.
She couldn't help but sigh.
Everyone was so poor that they could just fill their stomachs but had no money left to buy warm clothes.
It is estimated that Hongqi Commune is the poorest commune in Lianhu County. No wonder Secretary Qin is criticized every time he goes to the county for meetings.
After more than half an hour, the wheat bran and rice bran were finally harvested. Just one team harvested more than 2,000 kilograms.
Jiang Wanyue climbed onto the tractor and said to the people who had not left yet, "Some people haven't heard the news yet. Please tell them that if you have wheat bran or other things at home, you can send them to Xiaojing Brigade. We have been collecting them. Thank you for your support."
Next, one brigade after another took it over.
Basically, each brigade can harvest 2,000 kilograms, which is close to 20,000 kilograms, enough to guarantee three months of food for grass carp.
However, nearly one thousand yuan was spent from the account, leaving more than one thousand three hundred yuan.
Zhao Xiangbei's heart has been bleeding...
When they arrived at the last Liberation Brigade and everyone was lining up, everyone pulled Jiang Wanyue aside and started complaining.
"It's all because of your Xiaojing Brigade setting up a fishery and selling fish. Our Party Secretary also wanted to sell fish, so our brigade didn't get any fish this year."
"I have lived to this age, and every year during the Chinese New Year, there is always a bowl of fish on the table, but this year there is no bowl of fish on the table. Oh, it's really unlucky."
"It's all your fault, Xiaojing Brigade. You brought in a bad atmosphere."
“…”
I saw several people looking at Jiang Wanyue with condemning eyes.
Zhao Xiangbei immediately put down his pen, stood up and walked over, frowning and said, "Jiang Jie, what's wrong?"
Jiang Wanyue used her eyes to signal him to be patient, and looked at the old woman who was speaking and said, "Grandma, are you saying that your Liberation Brigade hasn't done any work this year?"
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