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Chapter 43

The man was in a hurry to deliver food. Xue Xiang was overjoyed. He was "drowsy on the pillow." He shouted and asked Li Yongjun and others to take down the pork and hitch the ox cart. He led the way and the army of carts immediately meandered to follow, but there was no one.

a hesitant

, they all locked in the target, and went straight to the pork. After a while, the gate of Wufeng Grain Factory, which had been filled with people screaming for cattle, was already deserted.

The vast white land is so clean.”

Not long after everyone left, the vermilion-lacquered iron door opened with a creak, and a fat man stepped out. It was Diao De, the warehouse official who had argued with Han Donglin earlier. Diao De stepped out, holding his head high, stretching out his hand and yawning.

, seemed to have just woken up from a nap. After yawning, he took a closer look and saw that everything in front of his eyes was empty. He rubbed his eyes again, but there was still no one there. This was extremely unkind, and he hurriedly looked at the time again, for fear that it was...

I overslept. I looked at the wall clock in the corner room and saw that it was only one fifty. Why was there no one at the door? Diao was so panicked that he hurried out of the factory and walked a hundred meters straight before he saw a long motorcade.

Diao De, who was meandering eastward, uttered a panicked sound, turned around and rushed to the factory director's office. As he ran, he shouted: "Director, something bad has happened. The mud-legged people won't sell grain. Our tasks this year are in trouble."

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The moon is low and the stars are shining brightly. In the threshing floor, under the old locust tree, torches are swaying, water vapor is steaming, and light smoke is filling the air. It turns out that Xue Xiang and his group are eating hot pot around a big iron pot.

At about five o'clock in the afternoon that day, Xue Xiang led an army of carts to Kaoshantun to pick up more than 100,000 kilograms of miscellaneous grains totaling more than 3,000 yuan, which was enough to buy nearly twenty wild boars. The villagers were so simple that they were not in a hurry to get the pork.

When I go home, if I can't get meat, I have to do the work quickly, and I insist on grabbing it.

After carrying the grain into the warehouse, some people said that there was still a lot of miscellaneous grain at home, and it was not convenient to transport it into the city this time. They only pulled a cart and asked Xue Xiang if he still wanted to take it. Xue Xiang's answer was very heroic: "

Harvest as much as you have." The villagers got the meat and the good news, and Le Diandian left without mentioning it.

After seeing off all the villagers, Xue Xiang asked Lao Jiang to cut the unsold meat into strips and put the pigs into the water. He sent some pigs into the water with half a pot of pigs in the water from house to house, and Xue Xiang personally packed them up and added them to the water.

Stewed with lard, red pepper, onions, ginger and garlic, and stewed it in a big pot

At this moment, everyone was sitting around the bonfire, eating and drinking under the clear breeze and bright moon. Then they talked about buying food today. Li Yongjun took a sip of wine and said, "Let me tell you what the captain did today."

This is a great move. If you exchange pork for grains, he will figure out that we don’t have such a brain.”

Han Donglin then said: "If you, Old Li, had such a head, how could you still live in this ravine for the rest of your life? When you were a soldier, you didn't have to work hard for more than ten years. You would have become a human being. But I said let's do it today.

Isn’t it a bit suspenseful about what happened? After all, we were competing for a deal with the grain station. Although we didn’t resell, and selling could not be charged with speculation, we were always suspected of poaching socialist corners. After all, we were just a small group, and others were big.

Collectively"

After Han Donglin finished speaking, he was shouting and shouting. Everyone who was busy listening to the action was all worried about saying that at this moment, there is a conflict of interest between private individuals and collectives, small collectives and large collectives, and almost all of them are one-sided.

It is reasonable for everyone to worry about the victory of a large group.

Everyone stopped talking. When things came to an end, they all looked at Xue Xiang under the bonfire. Xue Xiang looked calm and was biting a piece of liver. When he saw everyone looking at him, he smiled and said: "It's okay. I'm worried about the country."

The control of grains has been relaxed, and we have not carried out the banner of purchasing or engaging in money transactions among ordinary people, but this time, we are still bartering with each other. Policies cannot lock us, so we can eat and drink as much as we want."

After Xue Xiang expressed his stance, the color on everyone's faces returned to the old look. Think about it: the sky is falling, and there are tall people carrying it. Not to mention the "tall" of the captain is so tall that it is almost touching the sky. I am very worried.

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In this room, Xue Xiang and others were eating and drinking under the big locust tree. Over there, in the conference room of Wufeng Grain Factory, the lights were bright, but the atmosphere was extremely dull.

The Wufeng Grain Factory team meeting has been going on for almost five hours, but no decision has been made. Factory director Shi Qingen is in his fifties and has a pockmarked face. He is sitting in the middle of the long desk with a sinking face.

His eyes were red. He had just had a quarrel with Luo Yaoguo, the first deputy director of the factory. At this moment, the bulging anger in his cheeks had not gone away.

Shi Qingen took a sip of tea. Unable to suppress his anger, he spoke again: "The nature of this matter is very serious. It must not be treated as an exchange of goods for ordinary people and said that their backers are engaged in bourgeois restoration. I think

Not unfair at all…”

Before Shi Qingen finished speaking, Luo Yaoguo stood up abruptly and shouted: "Director Shi, the top priority is to solve the problem. It is useless to slap people randomly. Although the control over grains has been relaxed, we were working with Jing Jing in advance.

The Hongguang pig farm in the port area signed a contract

Hongguang Pig Farm, which has a food supply agreement, is not like a backing village that can be manipulated by certain people. Most of the cadres in the region are pointing to that farm to supply meat. Seeing that the Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon, if there is no supply there,

Meat, if you put the responsibility on us, I think it will be a big trouble."

"Trouble, trouble, isn't it all my fault? Didn't I tell you everything before? Report it to the County Revolutionary Committee and ask the County Revolutionary Committee to issue an order to ask the Kaoshantun Brigade to bring the grain back, otherwise it will be over." Shi Qingen was a little impatient.

However, he couldn't control the factory management committee. This time he was in trouble with Xue Xiang, but it really wasn't the Guo Min family who came here.

The family's eyesight is not so shallow, and they do not look down on such low-level methods; secondly, the Guo Min family has no time to pay attention to Xue Xiang at the moment. The deputy director's seat in the district is vacant, and the Guo Min family is working hard on this matter.

This whole commotion was all caused by Shi Qingen hearing that Mr.

As soon as Shi Qingen sat down, deputy director Wang Ming took over again: "That's right, I think Director Shi did nothing wrong at all. The sesame list in Guashantun is also called a list? Can it compare with the one in Hongguang Pig Farm? Of course we have to

Just take care of the big head first, okay?

Is this a breach of contract? How big of a deal is it? Don’t they know how to take the overall situation into consideration, and they resorted to such despicable methods after being wronged at the highest level?" Wang Ming followed Shi Qingen closely, but his lips and teeth were clumsy, and he kept saying these few words over and over again.

word

"Deputy Director Wang said it so lightly. Why should I destroy the signed contract? It seems that according to this year's harvest, it is more than enough to preserve the Hongguang Pig Farm. Ten of the small orders from Guangshantun can be accepted as well.

I don't understand why this happened?

Are you going to break the contract without any reason? Also, have you been wronged to the extreme? I heard that breaking the contract is not enough, but they even sent workers from the factory to beat people with sticks. What kind of behavior is this? I think it is better than a landlord bully.

Wherever I go, it’s always the same

Is there any royal law for treating the masses?" With a snap, a fat palm slapped on the red lacquered wooden table. The person who was furious was Liao Guoyou, director of the factory supervisory committee. He was the man in charge of law and order and was born in the eighth generation of poor farmers.

When I was young, I used to herd cattle for the landlord's family and was beaten with sticks to eat them.

Sticks are commonplace, and I have the deepest feelings for the working people. When I heard that workers were beating people, I immediately became angry and dragged Shi Qingen into arguing for a long time.

Landed and sat back

"If you ask me, this matter was done unfairly. What I feel sad about is not the grain that was intercepted halfway. What I feel sad about are those comrades who have thousands of kilograms of pork. Our county is already in short supply of meat products, and the factory workers

How long has it been since I got a meat ticket? I’m not afraid of everyone laughing at me.

If we use the harvested grain to exchange for those thousands of kilograms of meat that haven’t been touched by meat for almost a month, what difficulties will we have to solve?” The speaker was Ai Hongjun, the leader of the workers’ propaganda team, a short fat man.

As he spoke, he licked his tongue and seemed to see a mountain of meat flying towards him.

Ai Hongjun's words are like poking a hornet's nest. Because they have nothing to do with their own interests, most members of the management committee don't care who is right or wrong. But when they heard that someone had touched their own cheese, which should have been their own pork, it flew into the sky.

There was an immediate uproar, and everyone started talking weird things. In short, the general idea was, "The factory director has failed to lead well, and the whole factory workers will suffer."

Shi Qingen was so angry that he slapped the table and stood up: "Noisy, noisy, just keep it in your heart. Kuoshantun has collected more than 100,000 kilograms of grain at most this time. I have inquired, they are temple demons and demons."

, not afraid of dying, actually raised thousands of pigs, thousands of pigs

How many days can these 100,000 kilograms of grain last for a long time? When the grain is gone, why don’t you have to come and beg us? You guys, you can’t withstand even the slightest storm, what’s that worth?” Shi Qing’en finished his scolding and kicked

He opened the chair and left without even saying the meeting was over, leaving a room full of stunned faces.

As soon as Shi Qingen left the door, the conference room was noisy again. Most of the leaders of Wufeng Grain Factory were cadres transferred from the military. They were all incompetent and had shocking tempers. They did not regard Shi Qingen, the chief official of Zhengyin, as their leader.

"This matter was caused by him. Now, he is reasonable."

"That's right, he also said that I'm panicking. I think it's him who panics. If he can't complete the task assigned by his superiors, the first person to be unlucky will be him, Lao Shi, and not me."

"Look at how he performs this show, I want my share of meat or meat, I and him will never finish it, and he can't even think of resting during the Dragon Boat Festival."

"………….."

More than half a month has passed. Shi Qingen pretended to be sexy that day, made a bold statement, and slammed the door. Now it seems that he is pretending to be stupid.

It turned out that Xue Xiang's heroic feat of exchanging pigs for food that day was actually spread among the villagers who successfully exchanged pigs for pork. However, it exploded. With such a good deed, no one would be willing to follow others.

From then on, a large number of carts drove into Kaoshantun every day, and trucks and trucks of grain

Food was shipped in, and a fan of pork was shipped out. In exchange, millions of kilograms of miscellaneous grains were exchanged, and the warehouse was piled up. Originally, fifty or sixty adult wild boars alone could not exchange for so much grain. Besides, thousands of kilograms of miscellaneous grains.

There are many piglets, and they don’t need so much food at the same time (to be continued)


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