Chapter 73 Chapter 73 It’s not that he’s making a fuss
Yu Guoliang naturally believed in Liu Mianmian, but he was still a little unsure about applying to set up a cannery when he had nothing in hand. Besides, Qianjin Township did not produce any fruit, so where would they get the raw materials?
Besides, what if we fail to purchase the canning production line from the military factory?
Liu Mianmian smiled and said, "If we can't buy it, we can just buy a new production line ourselves. The domestic canning industry is quite mature, and domestic machinery manufacturers already have this production line. The new one will just be a little more expensive, and the payback period will be a little longer."
She hadn't thought of this before, but as soon as Ding Mingxia mentioned it, she thought of it.
China is quite experienced in canning. Moreover, since the military factory has been producing for a while, the technical and labor issues must have been solved. At that time, they can just find a way to poach people. If that doesn't work, they can hire them for training at a high salary.
In the oil press workshop in Liuxia Village, Yu Guoliang hung up the phone in a daze.
At that time, telephones were not yet commonplace, and even the village committee didn't have a phone installed. However, the township government granted the oil press a special phone line. After all, the oil press not only processed peanut oil but also sold it to the public, so having a phone line would be much more convenient for business contacts.
For Yu Guoliang, with a phone, if he encounters something difficult to decide, he can call Liu Mianmian for her opinion, and he will feel more at ease.
Yu Guoliang has always known that since Liu Mianmian went to Nancheng, her vision has been completely different from theirs. She invests when she says she wants to invest, and buys oil pressing equipment when she says she wants to buy oil pressing equipment. Yu Guoliang feels that her courage is comparable to that of a village head.
The key point is that after the oil press opened, it really started making money immediately.
Because of some publicity and promotional activities that were carried out before, now almost everyone in the surrounding area knows that there is an oil press in Liuxia Village. The equipment is newer than those in the township, and the oil yield is higher than those in the township.
The oil press business was booming and the family was too busy to handle it, so they recruited a few villagers to help. Together with the fish pond, there were now more than a dozen villagers helping them with the work.
If we add the people hired by Wang Zhiyuan’s pig farm, the number will be even greater.
After selling fish, Wang Zhiyuan went to his uncle's pig farm, where he spent the entire Spring Festival. He spent several months there, working tirelessly, but he learned a lot and mastered the basics of pig farming. Afterward, he returned to Liuxia Village, rented land from the village committee, and opened a pig farm.
The oil cakes from the oil press are now supplied to the pig farm. Perhaps because there is enough oil, the pigs are growing taller and fatter.
In short, the scenes that Liu Mianmian had casually described were all realized in almost no time.
"Boss, what are you daydreaming about? Go home and have dinner."
Yu Guodong came in and saw Yu Guoliang sitting there with his eyes wide open. He couldn't help but feel nervous and asked hurriedly, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the peanut oil we sent out earlier?"
Yu Guoliang came to his senses: "Ah? Ah, no, no."
He waved his hands hurriedly, then said with a complicated expression: "Mianmian just called."
Yu Guodong breathed a sigh of relief, but then thought again and breathed back: "What's going on? Did something happen to the youngest?"
Yu Guoliang shook his head: "That's not the case."
Yu Guodong was really worried to death by him: "What on earth is going on? Why are you like this?"
Yu Guoliang looked up at him and said, "Mianmian asked us to submit a report to the township and apply to build a cannery."
"What the hell?" Yu Guodong almost suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.
"You heard it right. Mianmian said she wanted to set up a cannery and asked us to quickly apply to the township, get land approval, and go through the formalities. She will find a way to build a production line here." Seeing Yu Guodong's expression, Yu Guoliang immediately felt relieved.
You see, he's not making a fuss, it's just that this matter is indeed surprising.
Isn't this a step too big and too fast? Their oil press has just started.
"You feel uneasy listening to this, right? I know the youngest is bold and daring. Besides, if she sees that this thing is going to work, she'll probably be able to pull it off."
Yu Guoliang frowned. "I don't quite believe in myself. You said we have no experience at all. We just made a little money from fish farming and this oil press. But fish farming and farming aren't difficult. We farmers aren't afraid of hard work. The oil press machine isn't difficult either. You can learn it in a few days. But the cannery is different. It's a proper factory. Besides, we don't produce any fruit here..."
"Let's get started, boss! Don't overthink it. Let's just get started!" Yu Guodong looked at Yu Guoliang with a determined look in his eyes. "Before we rented the fish pond, we didn't know if we could raise fish. Before we planted peanuts, we didn't know if they could grow. Before we opened the oil press, we didn't know how many people would come, right?"
Yu Guoliang still frowned.
Yu Guodong patted his shoulder and said, "The worst that can happen is that we lose money. We still have the fish pond and the oil press. We can always make it back."
This sentence really touched Yu Guoliang's heart. Before, he had nothing, but he dared to bite the bullet and take over the fish pond. Now they have so many ways to make money. It seems that it is no big deal to give it a try?
He rubbed his face and nodded: "Okay, let's do it first."
When the villagers heard that Yu Guoliang and his team were going to set up a cannery, they were naturally very surprised. Like Yu Guoliang, the first thing everyone thought of was that their Qianjin Township did not produce fruit. Not to mention their Qianjin Township, there were not many fruit trees in the entire county.
Yu Guoliang couldn't answer this question, and only said that his younger sister should be able to solve it.
The last time they bought fertilizer, the township officials and Yu Guoliang were together. Not only had they met Liu Mianmian, they had also heard about the Shen family's background. In addition, the Yu family owned a fish pond and an oil press, and it was said that they had received funding from Liu Mianmian, so the township leaders had some understanding of their family's situation.
Now that I heard that Liu Mianmian could solve the fruit problem, I didn't doubt it. I also heard that they were already trying to get a production line, and I felt that although this matter sounded unreliable, it might actually be quite reliable.
To put it another way, even if the business is not profitable, at least we have tried, right?
The transition from a planned economy to a market economy is like wading through a river. You won’t know unless you give it a try.
So, several leaders of the village discussed it and collectively raised their hands to approve Yu Guoliang's application. They even preliminarily marked out a piece of land to be rented to the cannery to build a factory.
At that time, all regulations and systems were not perfect. Yu Guoliang had nothing in his hands, but he still managed to complete one procedure after another.
While Yu Guoliang was running around to handle the formalities, back in Nancheng, Jiang Hongmei had already persuaded her mother to help her sign up to purchase the production line.
Qian Aizhen ran to the factory office to sign up, and when she came back, she handed a piece of paper to Jiang Hongmei and asked again, worriedly, "When the production line is purchased, will you really give me fifty yuan?"
Jiang Hongmei folded the application form, put it in her pocket, and said, "Mom, what did you say your name is Qian Aizhen? Wouldn't it be more appropriate to change it to Zhen Ai Qian?"
As he spoke, the man ran out.
By the time Qian Aizhen reacted and chased after her with a hammer and a stick, Jiang Hongmei had already run downstairs.
Qian Aizhen leaned over the railing and roared, "This dog can't spit out ivory. How dare you say that I love money? Jiang Hongmei, don't go home if you dare!"
Jiang Hongmei looked up from the bottom of the building and laughed, "Mom, if I don't come back, who are you going to get the money from?"
Qian Aizhen: “…”
She really couldn't say that she didn't want the money, so she could only watch Jiang Hongmei slowly walk away.
Aunt Zhao, who had moved a small stool to sit on the porch while picking vegetables, happened to see the mother and daughter act. She said happily, "It's really lovely! Your Hongmei is so capable, you should be content! Don't you see how much New Year's goods she bought for the New Year? She also brings some gifts home from time to time. What a filial child! You two are really blessed to have a daughter!"
Looking at the neighbors next door, Aunt Zhao shook her head. In the past, everyone said that the Liu family's sons and daughters were promising and their lives were getting better and better, but what about now?
According to her, since their family had adopted the child as their own, they should have treated him well, otherwise so many things would not have happened later.
The noise from the corridor reached the Liu family's home, and Liu Zhigang and Ding Mingxia, who were sitting on the sofa, both looked unhappy.
Other people's girls earn money to buy things for their families, but their girls also earn money but refuse to spend a penny on them.
They are blessed with daughters. They have two daughters. One ran away to the northwest with her husband, and the other never considered this place as her home at all.
Liu Zhigang said irritably, "Look, what's the point of looking for that ungrateful person? She won't give you a penny and is even playing tricks behind your back. The Jiang family didn't say they wanted to buy a production line before, but now they've signed up. I think that ungrateful person is behind this."
Ding Mingxia also felt a little regretful. If she had known that Liu Mianmian would not be moved at all, why did she make such a fuss?
However, when she said she wanted to find Liu Mianmian, Liu Zhigang did not object. Now that things didn't go well, he started to complain.
Ding Mingxia retorted sarcastically: "At least I'm always trying to find a solution."
Unlike Liu Zhigang, who always keeps his fingers crossed at home, does nothing but gives a lot of opinions.
"Besides, it's not just the Jiang family that signed up. There are several others as well. One more or one less won't make much of a difference."
After the incident with Clivia, the family was no longer as happy as before. They were very dissatisfied with each other and would quarrel at any time. When the quarrel got serious, they would even fight.
Ding Mingxia no longer cares about reputation or face, so when facing Liu Zhigang, she is no longer as gentle and considerate as before, and she will confront him when necessary.
Liu Zhigang had a terrible headache, feeling that there was no point in talking. He stood up and said, "Anyway, you should just stay out of the way and avoid being a drag. Isn't this the cause of our family's current situation?"
Only after he entered the house did Ding Mingxia roll her eyes.
She begged for the money from everyone she knew, and borrowed it from everywhere, but she still lacked a large part, so she asked an old classmate who worked in a bank to help her borrow the money.
Not only does she have to take care of it, but she also has to keep a close eye on Liu Zhigang.
The military factory didn't expect that someone in the factory actually wanted to buy a canning production line.
Not to mention that the production line is not cheap, with 10,000 or 20,000 yuan being too expensive for ordinary people to afford, the key point is what are people going to do with this production line?
Director Yan was a little confused and said to Shen Wenshan, "Deputy Director Shen, to be honest, when you suggested we see if anyone wants to buy it first, I didn't agree. I thought it was unnecessary. I didn't expect it to turn out like this. It seems you understand everyone better. But since everyone is so enthusiastic about signing up, do you think they are optimistic about the cannery and this production line? Are we not managing it well?"
Director Yan comes from a technical background and is very methodical and disciplined in his work. With this kind of personality, he could naturally manage the military factory in an orderly manner when he was originally following the procedures and completing the production tasks as planned. However, in the market economy environment, it is really difficult for him to find a way to open up a new path for the military factory.
Shen Wenshan glanced at him and smiled. "Director Yan, how many meetings have we held and how many solutions have we come up with for these two canned food production lines? Even the best cook cannot cook without rice. Without raw materials, we can't do anything. We should recover the funds as soon as possible and do something else."
Director Yan also felt that his fantasy was a bit unrealistic and sighed: "This is the only way."
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