"What else can we do?" Li Yunlong replied a little unconvinced: "It's not easy for us to weave this cloth. I don't just hide the money I make and use it to build the team, right? Besides, we
Isn’t this just paying the money and delivering the goods? If you don’t have money and can’t afford it, just buy coarse cloth!”
"Old Li!" Zhao Gang said earnestly: "Aren't you driving up the price of cloth? If others see you doing this, what should you do if the price of coarse cloth also rises? If the price of coarse cloth rises, so will the price of that one. Then the people will not be able to buy clothes. You see.
Can you feel at ease? This is the dirty work of wealthy landlords. Our Eighth Route Army cannot do this!"
"Who said this was done by the rich landlords?" Li Yunlong was unconvinced: "The rich landlords don't know how to sell cloth. They are robbing them openly! When we sell cloth, one is willing to buy and the other is willing to sell. Why can't we sell cloth with a clear price?
"
Zhao Gang couldn't convince Li Yunlong, so he was trembling with anger, and then directly replied: "In short, it's not possible. If you increase the price, I will report it to my superiors!"
Li Yunlong gave a "fuck" sound and said: "Is there anyone like you who can be a political commissar? If you turn your damn elbows outward, it would be best for you if all of us in the independent group go hungry to fight the Japanese!"
"You..." Zhao Gang had nothing to say and threw the tooth cup from which he was drinking water to the ground. The tooth cup fell to the ground with a clanging sound.
Li Yunlong has the temper of a child in this regard and never admits defeat. When he saw Zhao Gang throwing something, he also grabbed the wine bowl and smashed it into pieces.
After I finished, I felt uneasy and kicked the kang table over with a "bang" sound.
Wang Xuexin touched his nose and said nothing.
Wang Xuexin actually supports Li Yunlong in this regard.
The market has its own rules. It is normal market behavior for good quality cloth to be sold at a high price.
But as political commissar Zhao Gang, his first thought was whether the people could afford it, not how much money the independent group could make.
However, what to say about this matter?
After thinking about it, Wang Xuexin walked up to Zhao Gang and said: "Political Commissar, I think this matter... we have to consider it carefully..."
Zhao Gang stood up angrily and said seriously: "Comrade Wang Xuexin, I thought you could understand the truth, but I didn't expect you to wear the same pants as the bandit Li Yunlong. Do you understand this is capitalist thinking? This is typical egoism."
, If you only think about yourself and not the people, you will make a big mistake..."
Li Yunlong was unconvinced when he heard this: "Why is it egoism? The common people also weave and sell cloth, are they also egoism?"
Then there was another quarrel between you and me.
Wang Xuexin is in the middle and it is difficult to be a good person on both sides, and he cannot offend either side.
After a long time, Zhao just calmed down a little.
At this moment, Wang Xuexin stepped forward and said: "Political Commissar, I am also considering the interests of the people. Let's start from the interests of the people and talk about whether this can be done?"
Zhao Gang glanced at Wang Xuexin, then nodded reluctantly and said, "Okay, I'll listen! I don't believe it. If you increase the price, you can also benefit the people!"
Wang Xuexin said: "Political Commissar, we should think about this matter like this. The common people are not just those who buy cloth. There are also a lot of people who weave coarse cloth and sell it to get some money to make a living! On the contrary, those who buy cloth, most of them
Those who don’t weave cloth and have some spare money in their hands are like merchants who sell salt, or those who sell grain or cotton!”
"Isn't that what I'm talking about?" Zhao Gang stood up and asked, "Let's not talk about the businessmen who sell salt. They live a more prosperous life, but those who farm and sell grain, and those who grow cotton and sell it. Is it easy for them to farm some fields? If this is done by themselves,
A person who has grown cotton for a year is not enough to buy a few pieces of cloth to make a few cotton-padded clothes for his family for the winter. How can you keep this money in your pocket without getting hot?"
Wang Xuexin nodded and said: "Political Commissar, what you said is true, but what about those who weave cloth and hope to sell some cloth in exchange for some food? There are quite a few of these people, right?"
What Wang Xuexin said is true. A considerable number of people in the base area live a self-sufficient life, farming and weaving during slack periods, or growing cotton and weaving. There are countless people.
Many people hope to exchange the woven cloth for some money to live a good year.
Zhao Gang asked doubtfully: "I know there are many of these people, but what does this have to do with the price of cloth?"
"Of course it does matter!" Wang Xuexin took the cloth and put it in front of Zhao Gang and said, "Political commissar, look, the quality of this cloth is beyond words. It is much better than coarse cloth to the naked eye. If we can sell it at the same price as coarse cloth,
How much is it?”
Li Yunlong responded at the other end: "Seven cents and fifty-one meters!"
"Seven cents per meter!" Wang Xuexin secretly thought, this cloth is indeed expensive, one meter of cloth weighs ten kilograms of rice.
But having said that, in an era when the level of manual weaving was still quite backward, things that required time and labor were indeed expensive. Only when machines are used on a large scale to replace labor will the price come down.
These are not the important points. Wang Xuexin pulled the coarse cloth on his body, placed it with the new cloth in front of Zhao Gang, and asked: "Political Commissar, if these two kinds of cloth are the same price, if it were you, which cloth would you buy?"
"Needless to say?" Zhao Gang said: "It must have been woven by machine. The threads are dense and even, much better than coarse cloth!"
"That's right!" Wang Xuexin said: "If the political commissar knows to choose cloth woven by our weaving factory, then other people, let alone others, must choose our cloth one by one!"
"What's wrong with this?" Zhao Gang asked, "Then the people can use better cloth with the same money?"
Zhao Gang has never broken away from his role as a "seller".
"That's what I said!" Wang Xuexin nodded, and then added: "But the common people who sell coarse cloth can't sell the cloth in their hands!"
Zhao Gang was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't speak after half opening his mouth. He didn't expect this level.
Li Yunlong became excited after hearing these words. He jumped down from the kang and said: "Yes, yes, Xiao Dongbei is knowledgeable! I say Lao Zhao, listen to what others say, that is what is called doing good to the people.
!If our cloth is not sold more expensive, wouldn’t you force the people who weave the cloth to a dead end?”
Li Yunlong was very proud now. He took two steps with his hands behind his back, and then took this opportunity to teach Zhao Gang a lesson with shaking hands: "Besides, those who weave at home and sell them are all poor people.
!Which rich family can spin threads and push looms at home? If we drive them to a dead end, that will be a real mistake!"
After saying that, he approached Zhao Gang and asked, "Old Zhao, do you think this is true?"
Zhao Gang's face turned green and red. After a while, he nodded and said, "Okay, just a little higher, but I have to say something ugly first, it can't be too high!"