The captain raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, his tone becoming even more agitated.
"Secondly, we would like to thank Comrade Zhao Youcai for bringing in a long-term cooperative order that will generate continuous revenue for all the villagers of Zhaojiagou."
The crowd instantly erupted in excitement, becoming even more enthusiastic and offering compliments without hesitation.
"Zhao Youcai is truly amazing. It's a great thing that our Zhao Family Village has such a remarkable person."
"We were really blind back then. With such a powerful figure in the village, why did we have to marry our daughter off to another village? Zhao Youcai's family was so much better."
"Who says otherwise? Look at Zhao Youcai's daughters-in-law, they wear new clothes every day and eat meat at every meal. They all have rosy cheeks and make money, they're so proud of themselves."
"I've given up hope. Don't you have a daughter who's not engaged yet? Zhao Laosan doesn't even have a wife. Why don't you take your daughter and go for it?"
"Get lost! Old Zhao wouldn't even look at my daughter!"
Everyone knows the truth. It's just that Zhao Youcai is indeed powerful, but his third son is truly incompetent.
Just when everyone was feeling awkward and unsure how to continue the conversation, a voice, seemingly from nowhere, successfully diverted everyone's attention.
"I'm so envious of Zhao Laosan. Why don't I have such a powerful father? Did they mix up the babies at birth? I'm the son of Uncle Cai."
Upon hearing this, a short old man charged towards the tall, burly man who had spoken, like a cannonball, cursing incessantly.
"You little brat, why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror? What part of you doesn't resemble me?"
The villagers were all speechless, silently complaining in their hearts.
It doesn't resemble anything at all, okay?
Zhao Youcai happily joined in the gossip. He hadn't thought much about it before, but now he couldn't help but feel that what the kid said made some sense.
It's normal to envy your own third child for having a father like yourself. It's hard to say whether you adopted the wrong child, but being this ugly definitely means it's not your own.
Putting everything else aside, all the children in the family are remarkably well-proportioned and handsome.
This buck-toothed guy definitely has nothing to do with my family. Even if you were to adopt a godson, you wouldn't want someone like that.
The captain has a toothache.
These villagers are really getting more and more unruly.
He called on the whole village to assign tasks, so that each household could earn some money with Zhao Youcai and ease their tight finances.
Instead of figuring out how to make more money, they all gathered together to watch the show.
What? Can listening to gossip fill your stomach and keep you warm?
The captain coughed heavily through the megaphone, startling everyone.
The loudspeaker's sound quality was already bad enough, but the captain made such a piercing sound that Zhao Youcai, who was standing nearby, felt like he was going deaf.
"Everyone knows what happened. This time, we owe a lot to Comrade Zhao Youcai for bringing in a cooperative order to our village to supply the farm with inedible parts such as cucumber vines, eggplant stems, and potato vines."
"Next, we will assign tasks according to the size of each household's vegetable garden."
The brigade leader knew that if Zhaojiagou couldn't meet the supply requirements of the order, they would have to give other villages a chance.
We can't afford to shortchange the farmers and let them look down on us, ruining this lucrative business, can we?
It can only be said that the team leader is worrying too much. The output of Zhao Youcai's farm can easily supply not only one farm, but even ten or eight farms.
Each household lined up and left with a slip of paper bearing their assigned task. Some families with small members but sizable vegetable gardens gathered around Zhao Youcai and asked him in a low voice.
"Uncle Cai, my family is small, but our vegetable garden is quite large. If we have any extra vegetables, could we send them to the livestock farm?"
Every penny counts; nobody complains about having too much money.
Zhao Youcai smiled and nodded, saying that their vegetable garden couldn't possibly yield more than a few kilograms.
It's just a free favor, so I'll give it away. After all, having more friends means having more options.
The man blushed with excitement, bowed, thanked her, and left.
The people behind him immediately asked Zhao Youcai if he could do what that kid did and send the surplus to the farm.
Before Zhao Youcai could respond, the captain rebuked him angrily with a stern face.
"Do you think you have the ability to deliver more than your share? Which of you families doesn't have enough mouths to feed? This quota is allocated per person, how could your family possibly have any extra?"
The villagers were extremely upset.
During festivals, when the whole village gathers together to distribute meat and soybean oil, the excess, after deducting the work points earned, is distributed per person.
That young man, who has very few family members, always becomes the object of pity.
Because his family received the smallest share, while other families received three to five pounds of meat for free without work points, his family only received three to five ounces.
The villagers often teased him, frequently asking if the small amount of meat he received was enough for a meal.
Now that they've started making money, the people they used to laugh at have become the people they envy. The sense of loss is just too great.
Zhao Youcai, in particular, smiled so kindly at that kid, and the captain turned a blind eye, quietly watching as the kid made more money.
We're all villagers from the same village, so why is there such obvious discrimination?
"Captain, what are you saying? My family are all skilled at growing vegetables. If we have extra produce, are we going to throw it away instead of selling it? Your poor harvest has nothing to do with my family."
The captain was so angry he laughed. It was the first time he had ever heard someone spout such fallacies with such confidence.
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