Wang Xu worked very quickly. Not long after starting work in the afternoon, he finished his work and came back, followed by the village chief.
Gu Xi quickly stood up to greet him: "Uncle Xu, why are you here? I'll go get you a cup of tea."
Xu Zhengrong is a little nervous when he sees Gu Xi now. Gu Xi has a bad temper but is also very eloquent. When he gets angry, he is even more powerful than the village chief himself.
Gu Xi quickly made a cup of water, added some tea leaves, and handed it to Xu Zhengrong.
Xu Zhengrong blew on the tea leaves floating on the surface and took a sip: "This tea is good. Did you bring it from home? It smells fresh and sweet."
Gu Xi poured herself a cup as well: "Yes, it was given to my dad. He brought me two bags. Uncle, you can take one back later if you like. I don't like drinking tea. I'm afraid I can't sleep at night."
Xu Zhengrong was not polite and talked about the purpose of this trip: "I discussed the issue of the neighborhood committee you told me about for a long time with the secretary, and then asked my son's classmate, who is now a clerk in the town, and he also said that the higher-ups hope that each village will have its own management personnel. Your suggestion is very good."
As Gu Xi expected, the system she was talking about was the same system that was still in use before she traveled through time.
"Then we should implement it. Uncle Xu, it's not easy for you either. Being a village chief not only requires you to solve small problems in the village, but also to increase production and raise income for each household. It's really a lot of work."
Xu Zhengrong was touched by what he said: "Yes, it is not easy. If it is done well, it is my duty. If it is not done well, it is all my responsibility. I don't use my power for personal gain. I don't envy the village heads of other villages, who all have full pockets. I just want to do practical things. I will be satisfied if I can build the village well."
Gu Xi observed that Xu Zhengrong was indeed a good village chief. The village secretary and accountant were both good and truly served the people. You have to know that in rural areas, even if they are just small-time village heads and village party secretaries, they hold power and can cover the sky with one hand.
"Village Chief, I am willing to help you build Qingmiao Village. I am willing to apply everything I have learned to the construction."
The village chief nodded, quite moved. Although Gu Zhiqing had a bad temper, he was still very sensible and reasonable: "Then how do you think we'll decide on the candidates for the neighborhood committee?"
Gu Xi thought for a while and said: "I must be in charge, and then I will need a "royal relative" to suppress it. The rest will be selected through interviews. First of all, they must be willing to join and have a certain degree of enthusiasm. Secondly, the ability issues are screened through interviews, and I also have the opportunity to understand the situation in the village. "
The village chief thought this was a good idea: "Okay, I'll go back and discuss it with Wu Yao, and then we'll broadcast the interview information."
Wang Xu suddenly asked, "Village Chief, how big is the current pig farm in the village?"
The village chief looked at Wang Xu curiously: "Why are you suddenly concerned about this? We have a total of ten pigs. Seven of them need to be handed in before the New Year, and the other three will be shared among the villagers during the New Year."
Wang Xu: "Next year, we will raise more pigs. Many wealthy villages outside are beginning to become pig-raising teams.
Don't raise black pigs either, as their growth cycle is too long. I heard that when Nixon from the United States visited China two years ago, he brought a new breed of white pig called Duroc pig. This pig has a very fast production cycle and can grow to more than 90 kilograms in six months. "
The village chief's eyes lit up: "Can they grow more than 90 kilograms in six months? That's great, they must eat a lot, our village can't afford to raise so many pigs, the villagers themselves are still eating coarse grains."
Wang Xu had actually been thinking about it for a long time: "Pig manure can be used as farmyard manure, and the money saved on fertilizer can be used to feed pigs. In fact, I also have selfish motives. I am willing to run a pig farming team with the village. I will pay for the piglets and feed. In addition to the original ten pigs, the profits will go to the village, and the profits of the remaining pigs will be 80% and you 20%.
We also need to recruit a few more experienced and responsible people to raise pigs, feed them, clean up their manure, etc. "
The village chief thought it was a good idea, but he didn't show it on his face: "Then how do you calculate the wages for these people?"
Wang Xu smiled and said, "Five yuan per person per month, what do you think? I'll pay half and the village will pay the other half.
The mortality rate cannot be higher than five percent. If it exceeds this rate, the village will be held responsible, so we need to find a veterinarian and learn some basic pig-raising knowledge. "
The village chief rolled his eyes and took another sip of tea to give himself time to think: "28% is too low. If the mortality rate exceeds 5%, we will have to bear the risk."
Wang Xu seemed particularly eloquent at this time: "I will pay for all the costs, and the salary will still be half and half. You can get 20%, which is not a small amount. As long as the person you find is responsible, there is actually no risk for you.
The village also has experience in raising task pigs, and none of them have died of disease. However, the site for raising pigs may need to be expanded. The environment is still crucial to the growth of pigs. "
The village chief still wanted to bargain: "I think the 30%-70% distribution is about right. We don't have enough manpower for the expansion. We are all expanding the educated youth sites."
Wang Xu was secretly delighted: "Then the Youth League site will stop working for a while, after all, the pig farm is related to the economic development of the entire village next year.
As for the final distribution, try it for a year first. There will be many problems in the first year and it will take time to get used to it. If it goes well, you can use the dividends to claim more piglets next year. Aren’t they all money? "
The village chief found it difficult to refute, but he said the same old thing: "I will go back and discuss it with the village party secretary and the accountant, and then I will get back to you."
Wang Xu didn't say anything more: "Okay, wait for good news from Uncle Xu."
It was the first time that Gu Xi met this side of Wang Xu. During the negotiation, he was quite eloquent, and his expressionless face added to his negotiating aura.
The village chief sat for a while. After he left, Gu Xi looked up at Wang Xu and said, "You have a good sense for economics. Have you been thinking about this for a long time?"
Wang Xu put away the cup and said, "You thought about it after you came here."
Gu Xi couldn't handle such a straight ball and blushed for the first time. She only had a little theoretical knowledge, but she was still a little weak to be so straightforward face to face.
"Go make dinner!"
He turned around, took out a pen and paper, and wrote back to his parents, sternly warning them not to send anything more, saying that he could make money and it wasn't hard at all, and that a neighborhood committee was about to be set up in the village, and he would be the person in charge.
I said a lot of words, all of which were to reassure my parents. Finally, I put the letter and the money in an envelope and planned to mail it back when I had time.
Gu Xi went to the kitchen again and saw Wang Xu steaming some egg custard, stir-frying some spicy and sour potato shreds and stir-fried eggplant.
"My parents and brother received the meat jerky and said thank you, it was very delicious. My colleagues grabbed a lot and praised it highly. There was also dried mushrooms. My mother said that no matter whether it was used in cooking or making soup, it was so delicious that it almost made her eyebrows fall off.
They felt that I was doing well and finally felt relieved. "
Wang Xu listened to Gu Xi's mumbling, and the feeling of happiness returned. He was in a low mood for a few days without listening. Before Gu Xi came, the quieter the better, and no one dared to talk so much around him.
Habits are really scary things.
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