Chapter 103 Needle and House
After Fang Hongye left, An Zhixia went to find the president with a remittance slip for 60,000 yuan.
After Secretary Xu served tea and left, she tiptoed to the door to take a look. Then, under the curious gaze of the president, she walked up to him, handed him a stack of documents, and said in a low voice, "President, open it and take a look!"
The president shook his head in amusement, and the more he looked down, the expression on his face became more and more difficult to control, with disbelief, excitement, and ecstasy all competing to express his facial features.
He fumbled with the three bills with trembling hands, his throat choked with sobs and he couldn't speak. After a long while, he asked hoarsely, "Xiao An, why do I feel like I'm dreaming? Is this 60,000 yuan real? Isn't this money too easy to come by?"
An Zhixia pointed to her head and said, "So, knowledge is money. President, you have to pay more attention to the children's studies in the future. Only when the children's studies are improved and the cultural level of the future masters of the entire commune is improved, then the commune will be truly prosperous."
The president nodded repeatedly, "Yes, knowledge can change one's destiny. Farm work abroad is done with large machines, not labor. When our country becomes wealthy, we will also introduce large quantities of machinery, and the labor force will be liberated. Without education and without labor, won't the villagers starve to death?"
"It's not wrong to think so. The president should manage the finances of our commune and spend the money effectively to improve the production, life and study of the members. In fact, it is not only students, but also young people, even middle-aged and elderly people. It is also useful to start learning literacy now!"
The president could only nod in agreement.
"The chicken farm has been built now. The survival rate of the chicks is good. They will be able to lay eggs in more than a month. I want to open a farm for raising pigs, sheep and cattle at the foot of the mountain, and a farm for raising ducks and geese by the river. When the livestock and poultry grow up, we will set up our own food processing factory, and we can also collect some game and dried goods from the mountains for processing and sell them all over the country!"
"I'm quite supportive, but Xiao An, we have to take it one step at a time and do it slowly. Don't try to do it all at once."
"Boss, you've only just started. Livestock farming looks difficult, but it's actually very simple once you get started. It's nothing more than living environment, feed, epidemic prevention, free range and other aspects. I've been running around and collecting a lot of books on livestock and poultry farming. Let's start it while we have money. Three months from now, it will be the six-month deadline given by the higher-ups. We can make a profit of 20,000 yuan a month, isn't that a lot of good? It's just right for us to enjoy a discount and purchase a few sets of cooked food processing production chains!"
"To put it another way, if the money I have is all gone, I will give up and look for other ways to make money."
"Okay, you young people are hardworking and enterprising. Besides, the money is earned by yourself. As long as you don't feel sorry for it, just go for it boldly!" The president slammed the table and said.
An Zhixia smiled and said, "I got your order." She squeezed her hand and took out the bill of exchange from him. "By the way, President, I'll ask about the brick kiln later. Let's see if we can buy a batch of bricks and build a school in every four or five villages, or build a brick kiln ourselves first."
The president's jaw almost dropped to the ground. "Zhixia, a brick kiln requires technical skills, not everyone can build one. This is a local bank. If everyone can do it, how can the brick factory make money?"
An Zhixia waved at him and said, "We will have many places to use bricks in the future. If we keep using earth bricks, they will not look good and will not be able to withstand wind and rain, and we will not be able to show off our wealth. I will go back and study it, maybe it will work!"
In fact, we can't blame the time travelers for their nonsense, it's really the reality that forces them to do so. It's like a person who picked up a needle on the road and wanted to buy thread to make clothes, so he bought cloth. After getting new clothes, he had to match them with good shoes and hats. When people become more sophisticated, they must have a cool car? Now that everyone has a car, why do they still rent a house?
Life is about struggle, and it can be addictive!
Her current interest is not in making money, but in seeing what the Five Flags Society will become after five years of hard work. It is just like the game played in later generations where one builds one's own home bit by bit from scratch. Once one gets into it, one cannot stop.
Back in the office, she couldn't wait to take out a pen and paper and quickly wrote down her goals one by one: build a brick factory, a livestock and poultry breeding base, a mushroom breeding base, a food processing plant, and equip four or five villages with a primary school, equip the commune with a junior high school, and build roads into the villages!
Looking at these goals that he could accomplish by just waving his hands and transferring money, he now has to do them all by himself. However, An Zhixia is quite satisfied to see them completed one by one.
Now that she had made her decision, she began to look up how to make bricks, taking notes one by one.
Fang Hongye's gift was taken home by her colleagues. After leaving the commune, she hurried home briskly. Her outfit stunned everyone, and she attracted 500 to 600 people's attention along the way!
Finally, at the entrance of the village, she was blocked by a group of old men and women who had finished their work early and were chatting together.
Upon hearing that she had been vindicated, Fang Hongye couldn't help but cover her face and cry. The way she vented her grievances was very uncomfortable to see.
"What's going on?" After the chicken farm got back on track, An Zhiqiu also let the chef go and took charge of the purchasing. Although the girl offered a high salary, their family was not short of money, so An Zhiqiu still wanted to work as a chef in a state-owned restaurant.
The state-owned restaurants in the country were part of a system. Once he joined the system, he could be transferred to Kyoto only by relying on his financial resources and connections. So he spent his free time practicing his cooking skills and figuring out dishes.
He had just entered the village on the three-wheeled bicycle newly provided by the factory when he saw Fang Hongye surrounded by people crying. His face darkened and he got off his bike and squeezed over to ask.
Fang Hongye quickly turned her back and wiped her tears and snot with her sleeve, shaking her head in embarrassment: "I'm fine, I just heard everyone say that the public security comrades cleared my name, and I couldn't help crying for a while."
After adjusting herself, she turned around and said with a smile.
The girl had shallow dimples at the corners of her mouth, and her eyes, washed by water, were like glass, filled with a delicate luster that made people's hearts soften. Her voice had a clear nasal tone, with the tenderness unique to southern women.
An Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment, his heart beating very fast.
He frowned slightly, thinking that his physical fitness was not good enough. He had only pedaled for a short time, but his heart was beating like this. However, Comrade Fang Hongye became more beautiful after going to the big city.
Of course, my sister is the prettiest! He thought happily.
"An Zhiqing, you're back?" Fei Zheng came over panting, smiled and raised the letter in her hand, saying, "Before you said that your knife skills were not going well, so I wrote home to ask my grandfather about it. Look, the letter just came today."
(End of this chapter)
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