Chapter 442 Hongjia Village 7
Hong Xing looked at Yu Rui with envy, she also wanted to be that person.
"Silly girl, you should also express your opinion. You should listen to Yi Ke's arrangements in the future." Seeing the envious look in her daughter's eyes, Hong Xing's mother thought that she was too embarrassed to express her feelings, so she said.
"Mom, my cousin and his wife only work for Yike, and of course they only listen to Yike. But I am different. My boss and I also want to work only for Yike and listen to Yike, but we work for the company, so we have to follow the company's arrangements. This is different." Hong Xing explained.
"I say you are stupid and you really are stupid. Why don't you just not do it? Why don't you just say you will only work for your benefactor?" Hong Xing's mother only believed in one truth: to repay a benefactor, she had to work for him.
"Mom, my job was also arranged by my benefactor," said Hong Xing.
"Hey, you," Hong Xing's mother was so angry that she couldn't speak clearly, "Why did you give her that look?"
"Mom, I envy my cousin and his wife for their good luck. They will be Yi Ke's people in the future, but I am not yet. I am just a company employee, but my heart is with Yi Ke." Hong Xing said.
"It's good to know. Anyway, you just need to listen to your benefactor. As long as you put your benefactor first in everything you do, sooner or later you will belong to the benefactor." Hong Xing's mother said.
Yi Ke found it funny. People who didn't know would think Hong Xing would marry her sooner or later.
Ziyi listened to Hong Xing's words and looked thoughtful.
Hongjia Village, Yike’s small workshop was born in this inconspicuous little village. In the years that followed, more similar workshops were born from this small workshop and blossomed all over the country, improving the living standards of farmers and making great contributions to promoting the development of the rural economy in the future.
Yike named her small workshop "Kehao" Sauce Workshop. There are only two members at the moment. Yike took the money and asked Hongwu to buy the ingredients. She wanted to start making it from today.
Hongwu went to the village to inform those who wanted to sell beans to bring them to their house. He only needed to tell a few nearby neighbors, and they would help him spread the word. He only needed to go home and prepare the things for packaging.
Ziyi asked Chen Dawang and Hong Xing for help, and he and Yike watched from the side. Soon someone from the village came to sell beans, and some people also came to inquire about the truth. When they saw that it was true, they quickly ran home to get the beans.
So the villagers spread the word, and soon everyone in the village knew that Hongwu was collecting all kinds of beans, and the price was the same as outside the mountain, and it could be exchanged for food.
Now all the villagers took out all the beans in their homes and hurried to Hongwu's house, fearing that they would not be able to harvest them if they were too late.
"Everyone, line up and take your time." Hongwu's uncle, the village chief, also rushed over to help after hearing the news.
“Dear uncles and aunts, please line up and take your time. We will purchase these beans for a long time in the future. Our factory will set up a sauce workshop in your village, and we will need beans for a long time in the future, especially soybeans and Wan beans. Of course, other beans will also be needed. So don’t worry.” Ziyi reassured the villagers.
After hearing this, the villagers stopped crowding and lined up consciously, and even let the elderly sell first.
"Village chief, are they planting secretly?" Yi Ke suddenly thought of a key issue. Isn't it a collective production now? Where did these villagers get the beans?
"Grain was distributed after the autumn harvest. Our wheat and rice were not enough to pay the public grain tax, so there was no distribution. We only had these beans, which could not be sold at a high price outside and could not be exchanged for much grain, so we distributed them as staple food."
One can think of three meals a day. No, they only eat two meals, and they eat beans for both meals. They eat beans day by day, month by month, and no matter how delicious the beans are, I am afraid they will not be able to eat them anymore. No wonder everyone rushed here when they heard that they could sell the goods for money and exchange them for food.
"So every household has a lot of them?" Yi Ke asked.
"Yes, there are a lot, but they didn't go out to sell them this year," the village chief replied.
Yike immediately called Hongwu aside and said, "Brother Hongwu, this won't work. We can't use all the beans from the whole village at once, and it's not easy to store them. Tell the villagers to collect 200 kilograms first, 20 kilograms from each household, and we can collect the rest next time. Do you think this is feasible?"
"No, they will definitely be worried. You are worried about the storage problem, right?" Hongwu looked at those happy faces and rejected Yike's idea.
"Yes, it will go bad if it is not kept properly." Yike felt a little regretful for not considering the problem carefully.
"It's okay. You can put it in the warehouse. There is a granary in the village. The grain was stored in the granary before it was distributed. There are special tools for storing beans." Hong Fang said.
"Oh, that's good. Then you can talk to the village chief and pay five yuan rent a month. What do you think?" Yi Ke asked.
"It's too expensive, one yuan is enough." Hongwu said.
"Well, you decide." Yike was finally relieved.
When Hongwu talked to the village chief about his proposal, there was no reason for the chief to refuse. As this could increase income, the village chief immediately nodded in agreement and happily went home to get the key.
Hongwu said to the villagers: "Uncles and aunts, let's go to another place to weigh, to the granary. My family can't hold so much, please walk a few more steps, I'm sorry." "Haha, Xiao Wuzi, you brought a noble person to our village, what's a few steps?"
"Yes, Brother Wu, didn't you say that the food has been transported outside the mountain? After you sell the beans, the brothers will help you transport it up."
"We're going too. All the men in the family are going. How can we tire Wuzi alone? Isn't that right, clan leader?"
"Okay, all the able-bodied laborers from every family will go and get their work points calculated so that you don't run in vain." The village chief said loudly.
"Haha, good, everyone, hurry up and sell the good luck food."
"I'm so happy that I can sell beans for money."
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Although there are few households in Hongjia Village, the village chief said there are only nine households, but the population of each household is not small. The household with the smallest population has more than a dozen people, and the one with the largest population is the village chief's family.
The village chief's mother gave birth to a total of fifteen children, four sisters and eleven brothers. He is the eldest among the sons. His father was the former clan leader. After his father became ill, the clan re-elected the clan leader, and he was chosen as the clan leader.
The village chief and his brothers were all good at having sons. Each of his brothers, including himself, had seven or eight sons. As long as the sons are married, they are all sons.
Their village has a strong clan concept, and parents will never split up the family. Their parents are still living there, so the village chief and his brothers are all registered in their parents' household registration books, with about eighty or ninety people on one account. Outside the mountains, the number of people registered in one household registration book is almost enough to fill the population of an entire production team.
There are similar situations in other household registration books in the village. Each household has a population of fifty to sixty or sixty to seventy people. The household with the fewest people in the household registration book died due to natural disasters in those years. They ate poisonous mushrooms and dozens of people died. Only these dozen people survived.
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