"This...this..."
In his excitement, Liu Weimin started pacing around the room again.
"Then, then, no, no, are you really accepting everything? Even frozen cabbage?"
He was truly stunned by the news, completely bewildered. How could such a wonderful thing have fallen right on his head again?
"Those things, city people would actually be interested in them?"
"Did they say when they'd come next time?"
"How much of our mountain produce is still unsold? What will people buy next time?"
......
The others, who had also been incredulous, were much calmer now.
"Haha, this time we're sure to have a good New Year."
"Absolutely! Our village is going to be famous in the commune now!"
"Yeah, they're still nagging and saying this and that, just trying to annoy us, so sour grapes. Let's see what they say this time."
"What are you saying? You still have the nerve to say anything? Ever since they started paying their grain taxes, they've been too busy worrying to have the energy to complain about others. I heard that in several villages, the grain they received was less than half of what it was in previous years. Not only were the corn and gourds all crushed, but corn stalks were also mixed in."
Master Liu sighed.
"Sigh, I saw them when I went to run some errands the other day. They all looked so worried. They were hoping to make some money selling vegetables with us this summer and have a good New Year. But who knew that this rain would ruin everything?"
Now, even if they have money, they can't buy food.
"What's wrong, Third Master? Has the price of grain gone up outside?"
"Putting aside whether prices will rise or not, these are all old farmers; who can possibly have those grain coupons?"
That's true. If villagers really don't have enough food at home, they can usually solve the problem within the village. They can either exchange it with their neighbors or with other villagers. Whether they use money or work points, it's always much more convenient.
As for those rare grain coupons, they really didn't have any. Some of them had never even seen them. In their minds, those rare items were only given to people who worked in the city. People like them, who were from the countryside, were clearly different from city dwellers.
"That's true. We're short of food in the countryside, so how much better can it be in the city?"
Liu Weimin ignored their gloomy faces; he was still excited and optimistic.
"Hey, don't think too much about it. These are all relatives. If we help each other out, we'll all survive."
Besides, if this deal goes through, when they come back, we can also ask them about the situation in the capital.
Haven't you heard? They travel all over the country and might stumble upon some opportunities. How come they know more than we do here in this little village?
We'll talk to them properly then and see if we can get them to help us. It's not like a few years ago when we were helpless and couldn't get help at all. How can a living person let themselves die from holding their pee?
That's what they said, but the group looked at each other without saying anything, their minds filled with thoughts.
Liu Aiguo snapped out of his daze and glanced at the figure outside the door.
"Then I'll divide these according to what we agreed on before?"
The agreement had been reached that each party would contribute 10% of their profits: Liujiatun's would go to the commune, and Fangping's would go to his work unit.
Then each of them would give 10% to Jian Dan, the person in charge.
Finally, another 10% will be set aside as village public funds, for the future living expenses of elderly people living alone in the village, or for village houses, classrooms, etc., or kept for emergencies.
Actually, this should have been done a long time ago, but Liujiatun has always been poor. It was only in the last two years that things have improved a bit since they started growing vegetables. They discussed taking this opportunity to prepare everything the village should have, including the rules and regulations.
When they first started discussing it, people like Liu Weimin, who were used to being selfless, felt embarrassed, thinking that they were deducting money from the villagers. It took several people a lot of persuasion before he finally understood the difference between the cooperative and private transactions.
Liu Aiguo also took the opportunity to educate him.
"That's only possible with cooperatives. Otherwise, if we bought from individuals, although the price might be higher than that of supply and marketing cooperatives, it wouldn't be this high."
Liu Weimin knew he was slow-witted, so he would just listen to what they were saying if he didn't understand something, especially on this topic. He felt he had no right to speak, so he kept quiet.
There are about 60 households in the village selling mountain products. On average, each household sells more than 300 jin (150 kg).
In terms of grain, this quantity is quite substantial.
However, they only sell mountain products with hard shells. A sack weighs more than 100 jin (50 kg), and 300 jin (150 kg) with shells on is not much. After a harvest, every family with strong laborers carries back 1,000 to 2,000 jin (500-1000 kg).
"A total of 1666.4 jin were sold. After deducting 30%, the remaining 70% is 5.6 fen per jin."
Before Liu Aiguo could finish speaking, Liu Weimin waved his hand.
“There’s something else. Xiao Jian came to me again. She didn’t want that 10%, saying that if we really can’t bear to part with it, we should just give it all to the elderly in the village.”
Liu Aiguo stopped what he was doing and looked at the elderly people next to him.
"Second Uncle, Third Uncle, Fifth Uncle, what do you think of this matter?"
Among the villagers, young and old, the one closest to Jian Dan is Liu Sanye's family. Of all the people in this house, the one who understands her best is naturally this old man, Liu Sanye.
Thinking about it, I smiled.
"Hehe, I knew it, that's not her personality."
"Forget it, if she doesn't want it, she doesn't want it. I guess she's only willing to get involved because she sees the villagers living such a hard life and can't bear to see it anymore. She really doesn't need these things."
Liu Weimin thought of the huge bowl of vegetables at her house that was all meat, and the cornbread that was all cornmeal and still had a sweet taste. He patted his still-full stomach.
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