The old branch secretary had a look of despair on his face. He just took the cigarettes from the mayor's desk and smoked them one after another.
"Cough cough cough, cough cough——"
Listening to the heart-rending coughing of the old party secretary.
The mayor couldn't help but smiled bitterly and said, "Brother, can't you take two less cigarettes? Your health is not good to begin with. If you continue to smoke like this, how can you get pregnant?"
The old branch secretary sighed, "Well, I can't survive anyway, so I'll just beat him to death."
The mayor grinned and said, "Brother, you have something to say, why do you get involved in these dead and alive things? Back then, the Japanese bombs couldn't take away a veteran like you. Who else dares to do this now?
Are you using a sword in front of you?"
The old branch secretary said, "Our Zhengxing brigade currently has only 1,095 yuan 2.6 cents on the books. We will soon donate funds to support the construction of the reservoir, pay education surcharges, pay Hongxing Township street renovation fees, pay township office cadre subsidies, and pay the county
Xiang Tiliu..."
"Hey, brother, what on earth are you going to say?"
The township head quickly stopped the topic of the old party secretary, "Let's talk first, I'm poorer than you! Aren't we going to build an agricultural machinery factory soon? I sent all the cadres in the township office to the county to find them.
My old superiors and leaders are going to win support and allocate funds..."
The old party secretary threw down his cigarette butt and smiled at the township head, "Aren't we just here for the agricultural machinery factory? How about our Zhengxing brigade take a share in the agricultural machinery factory in the name of the collective?"
"no!"
The mayor shook his head resolutely, "This is absolutely not possible! Once this hole is opened, I will not be able to do this job in the future. Other brigades also come to ask for shares. Should I agree or not? You all come to share the meat.
, where can there be any bones left in the countryside?"
Agricultural machinery factory under preparation.
Needless to say, it is a hen that lays golden eggs.
At least the agricultural machinery factory, which produced hundreds of threshing machines in its early days, did not have to worry about sales.
Everyone can foresee that the early profits of the agricultural machinery factory will be very considerable.
Watching agricultural machinery factories can create huge economic benefits and solve many people's work problems.
How could the township chief adopt this golden rooster?
"Then let's do this. Our Zhengxing brigade will take over the construction of the sand foundry in the countryside."
The old party secretary settled for the next best thing, "From now on, the cast iron parts in the agricultural machinery factory will be produced by the sand foundry of our brigade."
The township chief snorted, "What is your Zhengxing brigade's sand foundry? It sounds like the current factory was really run by your Zhengxing brigade..."
His request was once again rejected by the township head, but the old party secretary was not discouraged.
Continue to make demands: "Let's do this, we won't make things difficult for you, the leader.
Let’s leave this small project of building the factory building of the agricultural machinery factory to the young men in our production team, so that they can earn some money.”
The township head looked at the serious-looking old branch secretary, lowered his head and pondered for a moment.
Then he slowly shook his head and said, "Old man, please don't make things difficult for me. This agricultural machinery factory is currently stepping up its application for project approval and striving for funding.
I am still a little bit confident that this project can pass the county level.
As for the Regional Planning Committee and the Industrial Bureau, I plan to make a trip to the city in the next two days to try to win the support of the city leaders.
However, I can tell you this old man with certainty: the agricultural machinery factory project cannot be a small project."
The mayor changed the subject, "You said, this is not as simple as Comrade Luo Xuan building three brick houses in your village.
Your production team has no factory design capabilities, and no equipment and technology for large-scale construction. How could I leave such a large and important project to your construction team from the "Daye Zhai"?"
turn out to be,
As the head of the township, he also knew that some poor members of the production team would secretly sneak out to "do field work".
After listening to the township chief's words, the wrinkles on the old party secretary's sad old face became deeper.
He stood up with a groan and asked angrily, "You can't do this and you can't do that! Are you just going to watch our Zhengxing Production Brigade go bankrupt?"
The little money that the production team has on their books now is not enough to donate to the reservoir or pay the education surcharge!
Not to mention so many other withdrawals and donations for road construction!"
The rural areas are hard and the burden is heavy on the members.
The township chief knew this well.
But he really couldn't say anything, so he could only smoke and remain silent.
I just heard the old party secretary muttering angrily to himself: "This machine was built by Luo Xuan in our production team after all. Why can't our fellow villagers in Zhengxing Brigade get a little bit of glory?
"
The mayor gave a wry smile and said, "Old man, you have to pay attention to the overall situation!"
"I only care about whether our production team will go bankrupt. I only care about whether our members can have enough to eat!"
The old party secretary was so angry that his chest heaved sharply, "I can't care about that much anymore! Anyway, our Zhengxing Brigade is determined to develop some collective economy and start some side jobs! Otherwise, everyone will really be unable to open the pot.
.”
The township chief smiled bitterly and said, "Then what do you think we should do?"
"Alas, we are poor people, and we only know how to dig food in the fields all our lives."
The old party secretary sighed, "How about our brigade provide the money and people to set up a [Hongxing Township Sand Mining Farm].
When there are any projects in the countryside that require sand, just take care of the sand quarry of our production team.
It can be regarded as the leader giving us a bite to eat..."
The mayor thought for a while.
Then he said, "I personally feel it is inappropriate to open a sand quarry in the name of Hongxing Township.
For example, if you are like the production team of Xiao Laojun and Da Laojun, when they need sand, is it possible for you to use a small cart to travel dozens of miles to deliver it to others?"
The old party secretary slowly sat down with a solemn expression and asked coldly, "What do you think we should do, leader?"
The township head tapped the table with his fingers and said loudly, "How about this? I'll open a sand quarry in the name of your Zhengxing Brigade.
As for the construction sand in the township, how about I go to each unit and say hello and ask them to purchase your sand as much as possible?"
The old branch secretary had a helpless expression on his face and asked the township head, "Oh, that's the only way we can do it. Our brigade is setting up a sand quarry. How much start-up capital can the township allocate to us?"
When the township chief heard this, he immediately laughed angrily, "I don't ask you to charge management fees, it's all extra-judicial favors. Old man, you actually want to allocate funds to you from the township's finances?"
"Okay, it's a deal!"
I heard the township chief said that the management fee for the sand mining site will not be charged.
The old party secretary changed from his old and sluggish look just now, and suddenly rushed from his chair to his desk.
I saw him take out a pile of letterhead paper from his pocket and slap it on the desk with a "pop" sound.
The township chief was stunned when he saw this, "What are you doing?"
"Empty words are not supported by evidence, but words are used as evidence."
The old party secretary said, "Please write down, leader, that the township office does not charge sand quarry management fees, and there are other miscellaneous fees for education."
Sand mining is hard work, and you can't earn much hard-earned money even if you are exhausted.
To avoid the miscellaneous expenses of the sand quarry, based on the township chief's guess: it might not cost much.
It's just a trivial matter.
I had just rejected so many proposals from the old party secretary in succession. If I couldn't satisfy him even with this little request...
The mayor felt a little guilty on his face.
Picking up the pen on the table, the township head followed what the old party secretary said and wrote an agreement on the spot between the township office and the Zhengxing Brigade.
It is written,
But the old branch secretary suddenly stretched out his hand and held down the mayor's arm, "Wait a minute, one more thing: along the Qingshui River, within twenty miles upstream and downstream, no new collective sand quarries will be approved in the future."
The township head raised his head and looked at the old branch secretary with some confusion.
"Leader, think about it, how hard is this hard work of sand mining? If other production teams see us earning a few taels of grain, they will be jealous and follow suit to set up a sand mining field.
After that, no one will want to earn that hard-earned money, right?"
The old party secretary said with a sad face, "Imagine, leader, if you dig and he digs, I will dig too. In a few years, Qingshui River will become like a dog-gnawed river?"
The township chief thought for a while and nodded, "It is indeed possible. Well, in recent years, the township has not approved new sand mining sites along the Qingshui River."
Left the office.
The old party secretary thrust the agreement in his hand into Peng Zhikun's arms: "If you want to do this kind of thing in the future, you have to do it yourself! Back then, I would only fight head-on with the enemy on the battlefield. People like this from the military work team behind enemy lines
We can't do this."
Captain Liao laughed and said, "Brother, you said it was wrong! Our reconnaissance platoon has done it many times before by going to the enemy's tower to catch tongues."
The old party secretary stopped angrily, turned to stare at Peng Zhikun and asked, "Tell me honestly, who taught you those moves in the office just now?"
Peng Zhikun scratched his head, "Brainstorming, hahaha, it's all collective wisdom! We can't underestimate the creativity of the masses."
The old party secretary was just about to ask again when Captain Liao grabbed his arm and said, "Come on, let's go out to a restaurant at noon today and have a good meal! Anyway, his 6th production team is going to make a fortune, so we can also take advantage of it."
Peng Zhikun's laughter came from behind.
Like a weasel after stealing a chicken.
"How can you make a fortune by digging some sand in the ditch? It's just that from now on our team 6 will not be poor eating dirt, but be poor eating sand, hahaha..."
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The old party secretary, Captain Liao and Peng Zhikun went to the township office to do business.
In the breeding room of the Sixth Production Team, the breeder, Uncle Zhou, and his third-hand "fiancée" Ye Erniang, were kicking their butts and lying on the steps under the eaves, racking their brains to settle accounts.
"Peng Zhikun has to be hired. He is the production captain."
Ye Erniang bit a small piece of wooden stick and said, "He doesn't invite the whole family. Do the math. If Peng Zhikun adds his mother-in-law and three children, there will be a family of 5. One table,
His family only occupied half of the table, so we suffered a big loss."
Uncle Zhou nodded, then turned around and yelled at Boss Zhou, "Dad, you're asking someone to come over for a wedding banquet. How should I write the invitation?"
Zhou Dawa is also a poor student, having studied for three full years in the first grade of elementary school.
But no matter how bad he is, he is still a serious junior high school student.
The level is comparable to that of Uncle Zhou, who just held a torch in the literacy class and went to night school for more than ten days. The level is much higher.
"Then write [Respectfully invite Captain Peng Zhikun to come to the latrine and have a glass of wedding wine]?"
My father was busy arranging his marriage, so very early this morning, Uncle Zhou was caught by Uncle Zhou and cooked swill for him.
Boss Zhou, who was holding back his nausea, started to light the fire and said thoughtfully: "Generally, when writing invitations, you should lower your posture and make others say you are more noble, so that the guests will feel more comfortable.
.”
Uncle Zhou scratched his head, "Why do I feel something is wrong when my home is written as a hut?"
Boss Zhou replied without raising his head, "What's wrong? Zhuge Liang even said that his house is a hut."
Uncle Zhou tilted his head and took a breath of cold air, "We country people all call toilets Maosi. Why are those educated people so strange that they call their homes thatched houses?"
Maosi is the common name for toilets in rural areas of Bashu.
Uncle Zhou has never been to school, nor has he traveled far... In fact, he has never been outside the confines of Hongxing Township in his life.
I have never even been to the county seat.
His understanding of "educated people" still remained in the stand-up comics he heard from storytellers in teahouses in the countryside, such as "visiting the thatched cottage three times", "Confucius traveled around the world", "Wu Yongzhi took the birthday card" and so on
