Liao Feihong muttered "impossible" to himself and followed He Wenbin to the production team. Then he secretly hid in the corner and through the window saw the accountant handing out money to the educated youths.
"There are really two dollars!" He Wenbin held the money and thanked Luo Genwen happily.
"You don't need to thank me. The main thing is to thank Captain Luo. Captain Luo decided to distribute this money uniformly. Our village has always lost money raising pigs in the past. This is the first time we have made money. He wants everyone to have a good year.
Everyone is happy."
As soon as Luo Genwen finished speaking, Luo Youlong walked into the accounting room from the next room and said with a smile: "Old Wen, what you said is wrong. You should thank Lao Su. They earned this money and have nothing to do with me."
What does it matter..."
Xie Shuting smiled heartily and said: "Thank you all, thank you all, hahahaha, thank you Captain Luo for treating us educated youths equally and not excluding us. As for Uncle Su, Wenli and I will definitely go to express our thanks later."
Hao Feng said: "I'll go too! By the way, I'll ask Comrade Su Jianmin about the techniques of raising pigs."
After speaking, he asked He Wenbin and other educated youths, "Are you going?"
"Go, of course I'm going! I have to get a notebook to make detailed records and ask him how he raised the pigs. It's so amazing. I heard that the heaviest pig weighed three hundred..."
Seeing He Wenbin frowning mid-sentence, trying to think of the specific weight, Luo Youlong smiled and said: "312.7 kilograms, the buyer thought the scale was broken."
Everyone burst out laughing, "Really? The buyer thought the scale was broken?"
"Yeah," Luo Youlong acted out the expression of the collector at that time, "If it were me, I would definitely be the same as him. After all, I have never collected such a heavy pig, hahahaha..."
In the accounting office, everyone was laughing.
Liao Feihong originally thought that since he was not with He Wenbin and there was no one to protect him, he must be having a bad life, but he did not expect that he would be talking and laughing with others.
An emotion welled up in his heart, which was sour, bitter and astringent.
Gritting his teeth, he ran out of Luohu Village and returned to the home of the production team leader in Nansha Village.
The area of Nansha Village is nearly half smaller than that of Luohu Village, and its population is nearly one-third smaller, with only four educated youths.
Since the villagers were unwilling to accept educated youths and there was no separate house for educated youths in Nansha Village, the four educated youths had to squeeze into the utility room and firewood room of the production team leader's house.
These two rooms were originally small, and they were already very cramped with two people crammed into them. Later, Liao Feihong was assigned here, and the number of educated youths increased to five.
He could only squeeze into a relatively large utility room with two other people.
Except for sleeping, there is no room for activities in the whole house, and it is very difficult to even turn over at night.
After Liao Feihong came to Nansha Village, he missed his previous room in Luohu Village every day. Although the place was not very spacious, it could not only put a bed, but also at least a desk and two chairs. Compared with Nansha Village,
Now, the conditions are much better.
In addition to the accommodation conditions, another thing that made Liao Feihong unbearable was that the other four educated youths were from Meizhou and spoke Hakka instead of Cantonese. Liao Feihong stayed with them and had no idea what they were talking about.
Liao Feihong was excluded by them and lost his previous position as the leader among the educated youth in Luohu Village.
During this period of time, he was feeling particularly uncomfortable and depressed. Today he finally met He Wenbin. He wanted to persuade him to come to Nansha Village so that he would at least have someone to talk to, instead of like now...
I never expected that He Wenbin didn't even listen to what he said, turned around and ran to collect the money.
Two yuan can buy seventeen kilograms of rice. That’s two yuan! Why does Luohu Village get extra money?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt jealous and unwilling. Liao Feihong rushed into the captain's house of Nansha Village, completely ignoring the looks of others, and loudly asked the captain: "Did our village also send pigs to the purchasing station today?"
The captain of the production team in Nansha Village is a fifty-five-year-old old man. His surname is Zhao and his full name is Zhao Kangde. His hair is a little gray and his back is slightly hunched. At this time, he looked up at Liao Feihong and frowned: "
Yeah, what’s wrong?”
"The pigs must have been sold for a lot of money, right? Luohu Village next door gave each person two yuan, but why is there no movement at all in our village?"
Several educated youths were holding their rice bowls and waiting for dinner at the captain's house. They were all surprised when they heard Liao Feihong's words, "Two yuan per person? Is it true?"
"Of course it's true. Will I lie to you? This money must be given to every production team," Liao Feihong looked at Zhao Kangde and said angrily, "Captain Zhao, you're hiding this from us educated youths, right?"
As soon as he said this, the other four educated youths immediately became excited and were so angry that they almost wanted to smash their bowls. "Captain Zhao, we educated youths are now settled in Nansha Village, and we are now members of the village. Why don't you
Send us money?"
"What kind of money are you getting? How can you make money raising pigs this year?" Zhao Kangde held back his cough, "I lost more than 80 yuan raising pigs. I feel sad when I mention this, but I finally passed the acceptance test. Eighty-eighty is the best."
Ten, ouch..."
"Impossible! There are so many people in Luohu Village. Nowadays, each person is given two yuan per head. It is estimated that raising pigs will earn at least one or two thousand. Even if our village earns a little less, it will not lose money, right?"
His thirty-seven-year-old eldest son stared at Liao Feihong and opened his mouth to curse.
Zhao Kangde's second son grabbed his eldest brother, shook his head, stepped forward and said as calmly as possible: "Luohu Village has given out money. I have heard about it, but you don't think about how well they have raised pigs this year."
, Eight-head first class, Twelve-head second class.
First-class pigs cost one pound more per piece, while third-class pigs only cost 40 cents per pound. Our village is smaller than Luohu Village, and we only require the handover of twelve third-class pigs. The price difference is more than double. Our third-class pigs are still
I barely reached the mark...
In order to raise these pigs, I don’t know how much money I spent on feed. I calculated the accounts and found that I didn’t make a penny, and I even lost money.”
After he said these words, his daughter-in-law snorted and said with disgust: "If you think Luohu Village is good, then quickly apply to Luohu Village. Our temple in Nansha Village is small and cannot accommodate big Buddhas like you."
"Okay, okay, why are you saying these things?" Zhao Kangde smoothed things over, "Eat, eat."
It was said to be a meal, but the table was full of sweet potatoes, without even a grain of rice. If the educated youth ate two sweet potatoes, they would be stared at by the Zhao family, with an expression that seemed to say: "Eating two is enough. If
If you get the third one, get out of our house."
Eating these sweet potatoes every day made Liao Feihong feel nauseous and missed the porridge he ate in Luohu Village.
Usually, the educated youths use rice to cook porridge, although it is a bit thin, but at least they can eat rice...