At 3:30 pm, Xue Xiang chose a large classroom and held an enlarged meeting of the Management Committee of the Kuoshantun Production Brigade. Why is it said to be an enlarged meeting? Because in this meeting, in addition to the members of the team, nine team leaders, and party members who attended the meeting, there were also Zhu Wanhu, a pig farmer expert, Jinniu Mountain Wanshi Tong Lao Yaozi and Deng Siye, as well as experts in serving crops in three or five villages.

Xue Xiang greeted everyone to circle the tables, chairs and benches. He and Li Yongjun, Han Donglin and Tieyong sat in the middle, and then called correspondent Xiao Sun to close the door, and the formal discussion began.

"Comrades, today's meeting can also be said to be a settlement meeting and a ventilation meeting. As for what kind of ventilation, after we suppress it, I will first report on the financial situation in our village for the first half of this year." Xue Xiang took out a black-skinned notebook and read it: "The main expenses in the first half of the year are as follows: the construction of a pig factory will cost 9,236 yuan, four cents, five cents; the construction of a school will cost.... The total expenditure will cost 15,376 yuan, five cents, and five hundred and sixty-two fat pigs."

As soon as Xue Xiang finished reading the expenses, he exclaimed in surprise. Everyone really didn't expect that the expenses would be so high. You should know that the current price of meat is nearly 80 cents per kilogram, and even if the live pigs are cheaper, they are nearly 60 cents. Zhu Wanhu is well-conditioned, and each pig is a big fat pig of more than 300 kilograms. After counting the five or six hundred heads, isn't it nearly 150,000 or 60,000 kilograms of meat? That's 10,000 yuan. Including the cash spent on the team, the whole family has tossed for about 100,000. A few zeros? Hearing such a number, the limitations of the peasant class were instantly aroused and he immediately shouted.

The members of the Kaoshantun are really scared of poverty. Not to mention spending money on tens of thousands of dollars on the team, even when they are at their most abundant time, they have to wait until they have paid the public grain before they will have to pay a few hundred yuan. It’s just such a small amount. They can’t stay in the team’s account for a long time, so they have to quickly add farm tools, fertilizers, etc. and spend them immediately. Otherwise, the club will find out and collect them.

When everyone heard the number that they had so many that they couldn't tell, they took it out, and their first reaction was naturally to exclaim. After the exclamation, they felt ashamed that if there was a captain here, were they still short of money? Everyone actually thought about Xue Xiang's superman wearing underwear, and everything was there. How could they know that Xue Xiang almost racked his brains and followed suit, carefully and stepped on the loopholes of the times and policies. Only then did they have these achievements now.

To put it in detail, Xue Xiang's factory was nothing more than aware of the government's tightening of the control of items and making money. For example, the bricks and tiles used to build pig factories and the miscellaneous grains used to feed pigs. They all received the goods first and then released money. When they gathered piglets, they were even more exaggerated. When they released the wind, they would just drive themselves, like a burden. They left. It was easy to get it, but if Xue had no prescient knowledge, could this right plan be formulated in a targeted manner?

The success of the pig factory was entirely due to Mr. Xue's efforts to combat the government's price control and the government's skillful relaxation of the control of miscellaneous grains. In addition, Mr. Xue used some of the most superficial things in later generations to make money, and a successful pig factory was born.

If it weren't for the extreme material scarcity, if it weren't for the government's price control, the limited quantity of meat products and the supply of tickets, Xue Xiang had great skills and could not have revitalized such a large pig farm and feed factory with just 20,000 yuan. It was the thousands of fat pigs who consumed a mountain of food every day, so they would have to crush him first.

Speaking of this, some people may ask: I hope the success of the pig factory can be replicable? The answer is: Yes! The premise is that you have to find another Xue Xiang to come over. Because this pig farm seems simple, it is actually extremely difficult. Even if you change to a wealthy village and a team leader who is just arguing, you cannot afford to do anything without a full grasp of the policy and have not enough connections. Not to mention how to wander between the loopholes in the policy, even if you meet three or two bad-minded leaders, you can get rid of you. This is also the main reason for the current downturn in major social enterprises. It is difficult to do it well, and it will be even more difficult to do it well for a long time.

As we talked, we got off the ground and let’s get back to the point!

Xue Xiang pressed his hands with false pressure, stopped his screaming, and quipped, "I don't think everyone is like toads at the bottom of the well. I've never seen the sky big! Just these hundreds of pigs have blinded you? Isn't it half of them left? Besides, you just think that this school, pig factory, and feed factory are transformed out of thin air? They are all eating the food of the emperor! We, Kushantun, have to do big business. Since we want to do big business, how can we calculate a small account?"

Li Yongjun smiled and said, "Captain, you are really right. We are toads at the bottom of the well. You are the one who leads us and lets us turn the world away! We don't mean to blame you for spending too much money. If anyone dares to be careless, I will not agree."

"Yes! I know the money for that piglet. There are 1,300 piglets. Jianmin Piglet Factory took away twenty fat pigs to pay the bill. I think it's the same as the free gift."

"That's right! We really owe the Xianghong brick and tile factory in the society 5,500 yuan. When people drag pigs, they also get pounds one by one!"

"What I give to the fellow villagers is a piece of meat. I was responsible for weighing meat at that time, that's right!"

"The Wufeng Grain Factory in the county took away more than a hundred heads. Although he didn't give any money or grain, he wrote an IOU. On the IOU, the official seals in the factory, the signatures of each factory director, and the red marks on the black and white paper, I saw it real."

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In fact, no one complained that Xue Xiang had spent too much money, and even Xue Xiang himself did not realize this meaning. Li Yongjun shouted, and everyone followed suit and condemned this person who did not exist at all. It seemed that if he didn't do this, it would not be enough to express his respect and trust for Captain Xue.

Xue Xiang waved his hand to stop the flattery and continued, "After talking about the expenses, just calculate the balance. Now the cash on the books is basically empty, and only 752 fat pigs are left. The commune has to charge 20% of these 752 pigs (at that time, the social enterprises had to support the state and the collective), that is, 150, what should I do if the remaining 602 pigs are left? Let's talk about it."

When meetings are held, Xue Xiang always talks to himself and arranges his work in an orderly manner. Everyone just follows the order. This is very efficient, but Xue Xiang gradually sees something wrong. After all, he does not intend to stay in the backyard. The pig farm and feed factory cannot "go out of the political situation". He has to cultivate everyone's management ability from now on. Even a bunch of short men, he has to pull out a tall man from them to take over.

"What to do, I don't care. Your captain has the final say. It's the same. You have to slaughter both ends and let everyone satisfy their cravings. In ancient times, there were silkworms who couldn't wear silk; now there are new society, so we can't let pigs eat pork." Li Yongjun spoke first as usual, which was also what he realized by himself. With this identity as the second-ranked spokesperson, he announced his identity as the second-in-command to everyone in disguise. Cai Gaoli went to the commune grain management office, and the first deputy captain who was vacant was jealous.

Li Yongjun spoke very well and expressed the thoughts of everyone. Everyone followed Li Yongjun and shouted to eat pork. Xue Xiang originally planned to slaughter both ends and make a tooth sacrifice. But he still remembered that Mr. Deng Si told the story of Zhu Wanhu raising pigs for warlords, saying that the pork raised by Zhu Wanhu was unique and extremely delicious. Everyone had this request and happened to be suspicious of his disposal of public service and personal gain, so he responded with a smile.

Xue Xianggang nodded and responded. Han Donglin, who had not made any sound before, stood up, gave Li Yongjun a blank look, and said loudly: "Captain, comrades, I think it's better to save money on eating meat. Now, they are all burning." Han Donglin said astonishingly, and he was about to lift the meat plate. Everyone was dissatisfied at first, and then listened to him solemnly, so he pressed his head and did not interrupt, and continued to listen to his speech.

"Comrades, you haven't seen it today. Jianmin Piglet Factory has set its sights on us this time, and it has dragged five thousand piglets from all over the place. They took a thousand piglets last time, which is the number of our pulse. Although this time, they still raised it for us first and then collected the bills, it was not the price of the last time. They signed a contract with the captain, and although the price is not expensive, each head is about twenty yuan. Once the ancestor of the five thousand pigs caught the problem, the factory we just started was over." Han Donglin became more and more excited, and his face turned red and his saliva was splashing, as if he had reached the critical moment of life and death.

Li Yongjun was about to stand up and retort, and Han Donglin glared: "Old Li, sit down first and listen to me. I know what you are going to say. Isn't it just that we are familiar with the process of raising pigs and with the old comrade Zhu Wanhu taking care of him, there will be no problem?"

Li Yongjun, who had just stood there before he could speak, seemed to be thinking about Han Donglin, laughed awkwardly, sat back, stared at Han Donglin with his eyes hooked, seeing what he was going to say. He made up his mind that if Han Donglin couldn't say anything, he would be ashamed of him later, so that he could know that the first deputy captain's position was already in his pocket, and not everyone could think of it.

Han Donglin continued: "The remaining 600 pigs seem to be quite large, and more than 180,000 kilograms of meat can be sold for about 100,000. But don't forget that we still have 5,000 pigs to feed. Since raising pigs in the past three months, everyone has seen the food of more than 1,300 pigs. A million kilograms of grain will be almost consumed in three months. This is the result of the cooperation of the young and strong people in our village to go into the mountains to fight pig grass, otherwise they would not be able to hold on today. This time it has increased four times, and this time it will be winter in three months.
Chapter completed!