A few days later, Du Wenbing went to work in high spirits. The first thing he did was to tell Lin Ye the news that the crab had recovered.
"Ah Ye, your wife's medicine is really effective. My father's crabs have not only stopped getting new cases, but even the ones that had them before are cured."
Lin Ye was also happy, "That's great. If I didn't have any crabs at home, I would definitely ask you to send me some. Unfortunately, my crabs are too plentiful, and I haven't figured out how to sell them yet."
Lin Ye took some time these past few days to visit Tiger, but unfortunately he hasn't returned yet. Mu Xiaoting isn't very clear on the ins and outs of this matter either.
If you contact state-run restaurants yourself, and things aren't handled properly, you could easily be reported for speculation and profiteering.
Seeing his troubled look, Du Wenbing slapped his thigh and said, "How come I didn't think of that? Ah Ye, if you really can't find a way to get your crabs, I do have a solution."
"What method?" Lin Ye listened attentively.
"You bought those crabs from my dad for 10 cents each. If they were raised by my dad and then taken back, would that make sense?"
After hearing this, Lin Ye smiled and asked, "Would your father agree?"
“Why wouldn’t he agree? Your wife helped him so much, he can definitely find a way to get the brigade secretary to agree to this little thing. However, the recycling price might be a bit lower than the retail price.” Du Wenbing finished speaking, somewhat embarrassed.
The crabs from the forest are all of the highest quality. If they could get their crabs, state-run restaurants and supply and marketing cooperatives would definitely be scrambling to buy them.
"It's okay, it's our first time raising them anyway, we weren't really counting on making money from this." Lin Ye didn't have high expectations for the buyback price. He and Lu Wanqing both agreed that making 1 cent per crab was breaking even, and making 2 cents was a profit. Money has to be earned little by little, you can't get fat in one bite.
However, what Du Wenbing said next almost made his jaw drop.
"Then let's make it 60 cents. If we follow the model of entrusting you to raise crabs, the farm should pay for the crabs you bought initially. The farm's average selling price for crabs is around 80 cents, leaving a profit of 20 cents."
Du Wenbing didn't hide anything and explained the costs and profits clearly.
"Okay, okay." Lin Ye hurriedly agreed, "You can come and collect the crabs anytime. However, it's best to do it before the rice harvest is finished, otherwise the number of crabs in my field is too large, and I'm afraid others will be jealous."
Once the brigade finishes harvesting rice, his private plot will still be unharvested, making him stand out conspicuously. At that point, Zhou Changsheng will likely use it against him again.
Just as the two finished discussing the crabs and returned to their office, they unexpectedly ran into the principal, who was looking for Du Wenbing.
The principal had white hair and beard, dark skin, and stood with his hands behind his back, looking particularly fierce.
As soon as he saw Du Wenbing, he said with a worried look, "Get those kids who ate lunch in the canteen but didn't pay for their rice to come over quickly. The rice bins are about to run out again."
This is a really thorny problem. If those children had rice at home, they would have brought it over long ago. It's just that the new grain hasn't come yet and they don't have any surplus grain at home!
Du Wenbing was also troubled. When his eyes swept over Lin Ye, he suddenly stopped and tentatively asked, "Principal, could we give the children sweet potatoes?"
"Sweet potatoes? Sweet potatoes are edible, but would the children want them? They're at a crucial stage of growth, and they study so hard. They need a meal of white rice at noon to maintain their energy!" The principal frowned slightly.
Seeing the two of them worrying about the children's meals, Lin Ye, who was standing nearby, thought about how many sweet potatoes he had at home, almost filling the cellar and with more than half of them still unharvested in the field. He offered, "Principal, I think Teacher Du's suggestion is excellent. Making sweet potato rice might be more appealing to the children and could also save a lot of rice. As for the sweet potatoes, I can donate 1,000 jin to the cafeteria."
The old principal looked at Lin Ye with an admiring gaze, thinking, "This kid has such high awareness!" He said, "Teacher Lin, I've heard that you've planted a lot of sweet potatoes, but I never expected you would think of donating them. I'm going to encourage all the teachers to learn from you!"
Lin Ye quickly waved his hand, "Studying is unnecessary. I have a small request. Could you please agree to let the children work at my house to dig sweet potatoes this fall? Don't worry, after a day's work, I will not only let each of them take away 20 catties of sweet potatoes, but I will also treat them to crabs at noon."
Upon hearing Lin Ye's idea, Du Wenbing clapped his hands and cheered, "Principal, Teacher Lin is indirectly helping the school and the children solve their problems!"
"Alright, I'll organize the children this weekend. Those who want to go can go, no one will be forced. Those who don't want to go can do work-study or pick rice." The principal finally made the decision.
Lin Ye silently cheered himself on.
If the sweet potatoes aren't dug up before the weather gets cold, they'll get frostbite. One person's strength is too limited. With the children's help, the sweet potatoes can be dug up quickly and stored in the cellar for a long time.
The weekend arrived quickly, and the principal and Du Wenbing organized more than fifty children to come to the Shengli Brigade.
They formed a long line, walking with high spirits along the ridge of the field. The child at the head of the line held a red flag in his hand and waved it around, looking incredibly proud.
Along the way, several children from the Victory Brigade joined the group one after another.
Kun Kun originally wanted to go, but Luo Hao stopped him, saying, "Next time, I'll take you to Uncle Lin Ye's house to eat crabs by yourself."
After persuading Kunkun to stop, Luo Hao went to Lin Ye's house, where Lin Ye asked him to help maintain order at the scene.
Kun Kun, that naughty boy, only causes trouble and doesn't do any work. Going there would only make things worse.
Kun Kun: "......" Is he really my uncle? He'll definitely thank me!
Upon arriving at the Lin family's private plot, the children ran around the rice paddies.
"Crabs? I came here because I heard there are crabs to eat." A child clung to the upright fishing net, peering into the field.
"Zhou Xiaochuan, come here quickly. The sweet potatoes are over here. If you don't work hard, I won't give you any points for your work-study program," Xu Bowen said maturely.
Zhou Xiaochuan is Zhou Changsheng's grandson. Everyone in his family disagreed with him coming, but he was tempted by the delicious food and joined the group.
Faced with the squad leader's threats, he could only reluctantly leave the crabs and go to the sweet potato field to dig sweet potatoes.
"Such an air of authority, humph. Next time, I'll have my grandpa give your family fewer work points." Zhou Xiaochuan wasn't one to be trifled with.
Xu Bowen looked at him sharply and retorted in a firm tone, "Don't bring that up. I don't care about adult matters, but in class, I'm the class monitor, so I have the right to discipline you!"
Well, before they even started working, the two kids were already at odds.
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