However, they have dealt with various organizations for many years, so they know more than others, and there were some signs at all.
The Northeast is a major grain-producing region. If production decreases there, it will have a significant impact not only on Beijing but also on almost the entire country.
Fang Ping's mind raced. After so many years at his workplace, he hadn't been idle. Suddenly, he realized that if this opportunity was handled well, the Fang family might be able to turn their fortunes around. Not to mention becoming unscrupulous people who profited from the common people, it was quite possible for the Fang family as a whole to rise to a higher level.
Thinking this way, he became even more eager to get started.
I kept glancing at the wall clock, and for the first time, I felt that time was passing so slowly.
Having received Zhu Yan's attitude, Jian Dan understood the situation. People from the capital are not stupid; they wouldn't let this opportunity slip by.
As they rode back in the oxcart, Uncle Liu kept glancing at her. To be honest, if this deal went through, it would probably be even more exciting than the vegetable business, since the two were basically not incompatible, and the mountain products were essentially a risk-free business.
What are rural people afraid of?
They were afraid that their parents, wife, and children would go hungry and not be able to get food.
They are not afraid of putting in effort; as long as they get a reward for their efforts, they are extremely satisfied.
They walk through this mountain at least two or three hundred times a year, almost every day except for heavy rain or snow. It's like their farmland. They dig for wild vegetables, pick mushrooms, gather firewood, and collect mountain goods. If they're lucky, they might even catch a pheasant or a rabbit to take back for a treat and add some oil to the food for the elderly and children.
They all knew that the mountains were a treasure trove, so they never went back empty-handed.
However, apart from those with exceptional skills, there was an old hunter in the mountains who could catch some game every now and then, which he could exchange for some money.
As for the rest, that's what we eat at home.
It wasn't that he disliked it or anything; during the lean season, even a wild vegetable was a good thing. It was just that he heard that the things on the mountain could be exchanged for money for the villagers, which was a hope, and that made him a little restless.
Jian Dan could also see that the usually calm old man was getting a little restless. However, since things weren't settled yet, she couldn't make any promises, lest people think that this was too easy and that they wouldn't cherish it.
"Third Master, are you in a hurry too? The call was just made. They need to consult their superiors and discuss it with them. How can they make a decision so quickly?"
"Why,"
Master Liu nodded blankly.
"Yes, yes, yes, this is a big matter, it must be discussed."
The old man's face was covered with wrinkles of worry, representing the most ordinary people. The deep lines on his face, the calluses on his hands, and the dark, cracked skin were all proof of their efforts to live.
They struggled relentlessly, without complaining, but just when they were celebrating, a devastating disaster would strike. They were left helpless, with no one to turn to for help. Natural disasters, low yields, government grain rations, and various other constraints made it seem like they were already grateful to God for simply having enough to eat.
Simple has no right to comment.
However, since arriving here, her hard heart has been softening little by little, and she has even become more prone to tears.
"Third Master, we need to broaden our horizons and not just focus on this one. It's not like this is the only way."
The old man also joined in the banter and jokes.
"Oh, what other options are there? We can't exactly just rob them, can we?"
The old man had been in war before, and since it was just the two of them in the car, he wasn't as reserved in his speech.
"We're all old farmers, all we're good at is farming, but it's so difficult to do anything else."
I tried to recall the novels I'd read, and what kind of ideas the female protagonists used in those era's stories, but when I suddenly thought about it, I couldn't remember at all; my mind went completely blank.
She was so angry that she punched it twice.
"This brain of yours will be useless when you need it."
"Haha," the old man's mood improved.
"Don't make things difficult for yourself. This is already enough to trouble you. Look at yourself, ever since you arrived, you've been helping everyone find food, first and foremost, with the grain."
Later, he helped everyone get back so much cloth.
And those times with wild boars, if you hadn't stopped them, who knows what might have happened? Forget about getting meat, they might not have even gotten away with it, humph!
Something flashed through Jian Dan's mind.
"Third Master, what did you just say? Cloth?"
It seems like in some novel, the female protagonist organized the villagers to make hair ornaments or something from scraps of cloth, which earned her a lot of goodwill. She still has that advantage.
However, seeing the many layers of patches on the old man's body, he thought about it and suppressed the thought.
It's so poor here. Even if there are scraps of cloth, the capable housewives will definitely piece them together to make clothes for their children. If they're too small, they'll make linings and shoes. They probably can't understand why you would use good stuff to make hair ornaments, which they consider useless.
This place is poor, but what if we sold them to a place that isn't poor...?
Beijing is a big city after all, and there are many families with several workers, and there are also quite a few working girls, so there is a market for them.
Her taste might not be very good, but there are quite a few books in this base space. Isn't that a ready-made teacher?
Thinking about it this way, she felt that cooperating with Zhu Yan was really necessary. If the transportation problem could be solved, then it wouldn't matter what they sold; it seemed possible to sell things that were available here but not there.
All of this is predicated on the fact that this path must be legal. Regardless of which organization it is affiliated with, it must not give anyone any reason to find fault. Otherwise, if it is labeled as capitalist, no one can bear it.
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