That day, Qin Zhiheng felt a little absent-minded after returning home.
Although Yu You was not a very meticulous person, she could see that her husband was distracted from time to time.
"What's going on?"
Qin Zhiheng was hesitant. It wasn't impossible to work in the black market, but working alone and leading a group of people were completely different concepts.
He has a happy family now and didn't want to expand his empire so much. If something happened, it would affect his family.
Looking at Yu You's worried eyes, I thought that since they are husband and wife, they should be honest with each other.
"My former benefactor in the black market got into trouble, and now he wants to entrust his black market connections and business to me."
Yu You...
Could it be what she thought it meant? Black market boss?
He asked, “Are there a lot of people? Is the business big?”
Qin Zhiheng nodded, "It's related to the operation of the entire black market in our county."
Yu You took a breath of cold air. This was the rhythm of the invisible boss!
It's only 1971, and there are still seven or eight years before the opening up. Especially since most things require tickets in addition to money, this shortage of supplies will continue.
Some families may really get into trouble because they can't buy food.
For some families, marriage may be affected because they cannot buy certain items.
If there is no one to manage the black market, ordinary people who trade will gather together and be more likely to be caught, which will increase the risk!
Yu You: "I think I can do it!"
Qin Zhiheng always knew that his little wife was different, but he didn't expect her to be so bold and straightforward.
He thought his wife would object, but he didn't expect Yu You to think so.
Yu You continued, "On the one hand, the person who entrusted you with this must have helped you before, so it's hard for you to refuse."
"On the other hand, ordinary people really need a healthy market to handle transactions that supply and marketing cooperatives can't. Providing such convenience to people is a good thing."
Qin Zhiheng's thoughts were suddenly opened up.
He only thought about himself and never thought about these people who needed the black market to exist.
If he operated the black market more rigorously and suppressed the transaction prices to a certain extent, wouldn't the black market be a healthy market?
The problem that has been bothering me seems to have cleared away the clouds and revealed the sunrise.
Qin Zhiheng's eyes flickered, "What if, I mean, what if we get caught?"
Yu You suggested: "Smooth out the relationship in advance, or leave some hidden clues? If you are prepared for everything, you don't have to be too afraid of the outcome."
"Even if you're caught, you can get a light sentence. If you have the ability and are willing to work hard, you can still achieve something even if you're assigned to a farm."
The main thing is that she has space, so even if she goes to the farm, she won’t live too badly!
Of course, this cannot be said.
Thinking about it this way, this space of mine is really my confidence. I love it even more, and I will have to work hard to earn points in the future.
Qin Zhiheng was encouraged and felt that he had been narrow-minded before.
His brows relaxed: "I didn't expect my little wife to be such a brave and resourceful person!"
Yu You raised his little chin proudly.
Village branch.
Yu Weimin, Zhao Qianjin, Guo Min and the brigade accountant Ding Peng usually work here during the day.
Guo Min: "Uncle Yu, are you serious? You want to lead us in growing greenhouse vegetables?"
Although Uncle Yu was the village chief, did he really intend to spread his skills? After all, most people couldn't be so selfless.
Yu Weimin: "Yes, we will not only teach people from our village and our commune, but anyone who wants to learn can come and learn from any village."
He had accumulated a lot of seeds, and other seeds were also fine, just of lower quality and yield. But they could still yield a harvest.
There are a total of eight production brigades under Xiangyang Commune.
He planned to distribute some to each production brigade, and use ordinary seeds if there was not enough.
Zhao Qianjin was a little excited.
These days, many people come to their house.
This year, the villagers' terraced fields have brought them a good harvest, and those with children of marriageable age have begun to talk about marriage.
In the past, when there was no food at home, the only way to find a wife was to meet her in person. The man's family would not even leave any food, and the matchmaker and the woman's family would not even have a sip of porridge.
This year was good, life was better, and everyone was behaving like normal people. Not only did they bake cornmeal pancakes, but they also cooked meat and other dishes to entertain them.
It would be fine if it was just one company, but several companies did this one after another.
The news that the First Production Team had grain spread.
Recently, not only have matchmakers been coming around frequently in their village, but even people from other production teams who have a good relationship with him have come to ask about his fortune.
But their village is next to the mountain, so they can build terraces. Other villages don't have much wasteland, so where can they build terraces?
When he told the story of Yu Weimin leading the whole village to develop terraced fields, the visitors were envious and helpless. In the end, they all left with a sigh.
Looking at the hunched backs of his old friends, he also felt sad.
But today Wei Min said he would lead everyone to grow greenhouse vegetables! And the whole commune!
In addition to the private plots of every household, all the idle cabbage fields in the commune can be used for planting!
For those who are hungry, is this a dish? This is life-saving food!
Zhao Qianjin was a little restless, afraid that he had misunderstood, so he asked again: "Wei Min, can all eight production teams really learn?"
Yu Weimin: "All right, you're responsible for finding someone to notify them. Tomorrow, we'll be in my private plot. I'll teach you on the spot! Anyone who wants to learn, come and see!"
He then said to the brigade accountant, "Ding Peng, go and count how many private plots our village has and how much plastic sheeting and nylon rope we need to buy."
"Take people to the city to buy it first. The village will pay for this expense first, and then deduct grain to offset it."
Although the villagers had food, they were reluctant to sell it to the grain station at a low price. People didn't have much money.
Ding Peng stood up and said, "Okay, I know about the cabbage plots. I'll go to each family and verify the size of their private plots."
Ever since Yu Weimin became village chief, he, the accountant, has become busier too. But it's a happy kind of busyness, and the more he works, the more excited he becomes.
He felt that he had to be quick and buy the goods before the other production teams.
Guo Min also stood up: "Uncle, I will go and inform everyone now."
That day, every village under Xiangyang Commune held a meeting overnight. The night wind chilled the frail bodies, but the people's hearts were filled with passion.
The name Yu Weimin also reached the ears of every household.
"Why is the village chief of the first production team so kind? Is he willing to teach everyone?"
"Who said it wasn't? My daughter is from that village and I heard the village chief sold his vegetables to the supply and marketing cooperative last year!"
"Whether we can sell it or not is not a big deal. As long as we can keep it for ourselves and alleviate our hunger, we will be content!"
"What a nice guy."
"Not only that, he also led everyone to open up wasteland and grow crops. I went to see the terraced fields a while ago, and they were spectacular. Now every household in the First Production Team has surplus grain."
"Then why are we still sleeping? Let's rush over now!"
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The next day, Yu Weimin opened the door and was shocked!
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