This mobile supply and marketing cooperative mainly purchases medicinal materials, mountain products, raw materials and dried meat, and sells daily necessities such as salt, soap, matches, towels, as well as industrial products such as iron pots, scissors, embroidery needles, and even medicinal powders and pills for treating colds or stopping bleeding.
The exchange price is written on cardboard and clearly marked.
Most mountain people are illiterate and rarely have the opportunity to go out. They usually choose to barter after asking the salesperson.
It not only allows stores to purchase mountain delicacies, but also greatly facilitates the lives of mountain residents.
After a year of trial operation, the mobile supply and marketing cooperatives became very popular, not only in mountain villages, but also in many remote rural areas.
Everyone spread the word, and within a month they knew the exact date of the supply and marketing cooperative's visit.
Whenever the bells on the donkey carts ring, you can see crowds of people gathering at certain spots.
Everyone came to the foot of the mountain early to reserve a place, bringing a lot of things they produced at home or picked from the mountains to exchange.
When the donkey cart stopped, the eagerly waiting crowd rushed forward, and the staff on the cart skillfully maintained order.
After getting their things, they were not in a hurry to leave. It was a rare occasion for them to get together, so they all sat down and chatted.
Employees would occasionally participate to learn about the news in the mountains and inform them of the news from the outside world, or read newspapers to them, or teach children to read, so that people in the mountains who were isolated from the news could also be exposed to new things in the outside world.
Profit is secondary. After all, the main job of a department store is not to make money, but to coordinate and allocate supplies and facilitate people's lives.
Even the leaders of the provincial industrial and commercial departments praised the initiative of the mobile supply and marketing cooperatives. They held several commendation and study sessions and called on other towns and villages under the city to follow suit.
Logically speaking, the conditions in a mobile supply and marketing cooperative are difficult, and few people should want to work there.
But this initiative has attracted much attention and has the support of the province, so everyone is rushing to get involved, hoping to gild themselves with it.
A lot of people can be transferred from the five stores in the city alone. Everyone takes turns once a year, and within two rounds, it will be the time for reform and opening up. By then, it is not certain whether several stores can continue to maintain their dominant position.
With several years of accumulated merits, He Ruixue took over from Han Fuqing in June this year and took the position of head of Purchasing Group 3.
A regular deputy section-level cadre has an administrative level of 18, which is the lowest level among cadres, but he has about 20 employees under him and his salary is more than 87 yuan, which is more than enough to support a whole family.
Of course, not all of this money can be taken. A portion must be donated to people in need or the families of fallen soldiers. It will be automatically deducted before the salary is received, and no one can or will raise any objection.
Including the occasional business trip and overtime allowances, He Ruixue earns just under 80 yuan a month.
She walked to the familiar door, which was not locked, and pushed it open.
"Mr. He, I'm here to see you again."
There are many residential compounds for employees of the railway department, and He Botao lives near the railway children's school.
He Ruixue came to the door carrying half a processed musk deer. Mr. He, who was sitting in a mahogany armchair listening to the radio, smiled and asked her to sit down.
"I'm very happy that you came to my house. What else do you want to bring? Oh, someone gave me two boxes of imported biscuits last time. I think they were some kind of cookies. They're too sweet. I don't like them. You can take them back later."
"Okay, I won't be polite to you. I never leave empty-handed every time I come here. It's really worth it."
He Ruixue joked with him with a smile.
Since the last time the murderer surnamed Niu was killed by her, the police, after half a year of visits and investigations, finally learned the truth about Niu killing He Gong's daughter-in-law from his relatives in his hometown and friends around him.
There was no big conspiracy, but the murderer was cuckolded by his wife and had raised someone else's child for ten years.
Later, when he learned the truth, he hacked his wife and the adulterer's entire family to death with an axe, and escaped on a rainy night, which put him on the wanted list.
According to other people's accounts, Mr. He's daughter-in-law looked somewhat similar to his wife, and he bumped into her on the road, and they had some verbal conflicts.
The murderer may have been reminiscing about his past life, which is why he lured her to the suburbs and killed her in anger.
After learning the truth, He Botao's family found it absurd. His son even stayed at his deceased wife's grave for three days and three nights, crying until he was hoarse and fainted several times.
But no matter what, life must go on.
Mr. He's son left this sad place and went to Shanghai to develop. He Botao had to travel frequently to build railways, so the family was rarely together.
During the days when he had no children to take care of him, He Ruixue often visited him, accompanied him in painting, playing chess, and talking about opera. The two got along like good friends of many years, and their home was indeed much more lively.
Following her suggestion, Mrs. He also raised a pure black cat, which she held in her arms all day long.
The most common question he asked was, "Mimi, are you hungry again? Do you want to eat some dried fish?"
The cat raised by my grandmother swelled up like a balloon and became a gas tank in less than two years.
He Ruixue really admired her ability. She could even turn a black cat, which was known for its lightness and agility, into a pig.
After having a meal at the He family, He Ruixue hurried home carrying a box of biscuits in a net bag.
For some reason, the winters have become colder and colder in recent years, with thick icicles forming on the branches.
The branches were frozen hard and easily broke in the wind. If you pour some water on the ground, it won't take long for them to freeze.
The cold wind pierced into my neck like a knife, taking away the only bit of warmth I had.
A brazier had been lit in the main room long ago. Several large iron hooks were hung on the brazier, on which were hung pork belly, chicken and duck marinated with spices and salt, sizzling with oil.
Occasionally, it would drip into the brazier, causing Wang Taozhi to cry out in regret and wish she could find a pot to catch it.
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