Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 28
The sound of gongs and drums, the sound of firecrackers, the fluttering of red flags, and the crowds of people.

This kind of scene is impossible. After a wooden plaque with the words "Hantun Chicken Farm" is placed on it, the chicken farm will be officially opened.

He Ping is the director of the chicken farm, Han Zhaojun is the deputy director, and Xu Laocai is the technical consultant. These three people are the leadership team of Hantun Chicken Farm.

The women in the team take turns to work on the chicken farm every day, and the work points are calculated, and this account belongs to the team.

He Ping discussed with the old team leader, and the chicks have not entered the field yet, so they have to wait at least 4 months, which is the end of October, to see the money.Therefore, He Ping initially plans to distribute dividends at the end of the year.

The chickens in the family hatched another six hundred in three dustpans, and they were all transported to the chicken farm. On the chicken coops lined up in rows, a group of chicks looked extraordinarily empty on it.

In a few days, all the chickens left at home will be hatched. In this way, He Ping invested 1000 chicks in advance, which is at least 1000 yuan if converted into RMB. The final cost of building the chicken farm is 1580 yuan. The old captain It is very generous not to count the labor and land money paid by the team, which can be regarded as a kind of compensation to He Ping for the fact that the team has a majority share.

Calculated based on the shareholding ratio, He Ping and Han Zhaojun will have to spend another 120 yuan.Among the 1000 chicks that He Ping invested, according to his original business with Han Zhaojun, there were at least 200 chickens that belonged to Han Zhaojun, which was a little less than Han Zhaojun’s shareholding ratio. Yes, in exchange for repeated thanks from Han Zhaojun.

The idea in He Ping's heart is actually very simple. Han Zhaojun is prudent and honest, and he is a man who can accomplish things. It is totally worth spending an extra few tens of dollars to win people's hearts.

This morning, the last batch of chicks hatched successfully, and He Ping and Xiaozhu were going to move the chicks to the chicken farm.

"Is He Ping at home?"

Voices sounded outside.

"Here, who is it?"

He Ping put down the bamboo basket, opened the door and saw that it was the postman of the commune.

It seems that the second novel has been settled.

"There is your registered mail and magazines."

As expected, the postman came up and said.

"It's amazing. How long has it been since another novel was published."

The postman complimented politely.

"I didn't expect another manuscript to be selected so soon. I'm lucky recently."

"Once is luck, twice is not luck."

After the postman left, He Ping put the letter and magazines on the kang, but he didn't take it seriously, and continued to put the chickens into the bamboo baskets with Xiao Zhu'er.

Han Zhaojun walked in and took a look at the things on the kang.

"Brother He Ping, are you posting novels again?" Han Zhaojun asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, it was sent together with the previous one, and it's only now, so it's very slow."

He Ping casually said that today is different from the past. In the past, he was thinking of improving his life by relying on the manuscript fee, waiting for the news of the novel's publication every day, looking forward to the stars and the moon.Now I have money and tickets in my hand, and a chicken farm has been built. I dare not say that my material life is on par with future generations.

"Our brigade really produced a great writer. Brother He Ping, can you publish a book if you write a few more articles?"

"Then how do I know."

The two were talking, and moved all the chickens at home to the chicken farm.

"It's all done now, and we have to buy eggs next. We have built a chicken farm with a scale of ten thousand chickens, so we can't waste it."

He Ping went to the old captain to discuss the chicken hatching.

"No money, no penny, just 500 yuan to open your mouth, you think I'm a credit union!"

The old captain held on to the money bag for life and death, just like a brave man who can only get in and out.

"I said, old captain, you have to take a long-term view. We have built such a big chicken farm, so it can't be so empty. Go and see the chicken coop. I feel sorry for the empty chicken farm."

"The landlord's family has no surplus food. Building a chicken farm has emptied more than half of the team's savings. Where can I get the money to collect eggs?"

The old captain looked reckless.

"You can pull it off, the accountant uncle told me that there is a lot of money in the team."

He Ping had already inquired about it.

"That money can't be moved, it's all accumulated over the years, and the team needs to use it for year-end dividends."

"Our chicken farm is doing well, isn't the dividend better than your dead money?"

He Ping was almost pissed off by this old man. When he was building the chicken farm, he kept arguing and building it bigger.

Han Zhaojun came up to persuade: "Brother He Ping, don't embarrass the old captain. The money in the team really can't be moved casually. If there is no money at the end of the year, it will be easy for the members to make trouble."

"That's all right, the team is really going to pay another 100 yuan to the head office, right?"

Only then did the old captain take out 100 yuan from the account.

According to the shareholding ratio, He Ping and the others will have to pay more than 80 yuan. Counting the original 120 yuan, the current working capital of the chicken farm is 300 yuan.

"Keep 30 yuan, and exchange all the rest for eggs."

He Ping estimates that 270 yuan can be exchanged for at least 1000 fresh eggs. If all eggs are successfully hatched, the chicken farm will be able to fill one-fifth of the chicken farm, which is about the same size as it was in the first year.

"Brother He Ping, isn't the money left here too small? We still have to consider the feed."

"It's okay. The production brigade of the chicken farm occupies more than half of the shares. Why don't they contribute? By then, every family will be able to produce vegetable leaves, cabbage gangs, radish stalks, etc. It's no problem that this production brigade raises thousands of chickens. The collective business has to look like a collective, not only the two of them are busy, but the whole team has to be involved, once something goes wrong, the big guys can work together, this is called sunk costs."

Han Zhaojun didn’t understand the sunk cost, but Han Zhaojun understood He Ping’s meaning. After all, when the chicken farm was built before, the team paid for it. Everyone agreed that it was all for the sake of the old captain. No one took it seriously, but let everyone Things are different when it comes to production, so that everyone can realize that this chicken farm has their own share, and it is everyone who loses and earns.

Han Zhaojun admired He Ping very much in his heart, he is worthy of being a scholar, he has a lot of eyes, and he learned another trick.

"Besides, we can still sell chicks, and sell them while incubating. It should be no problem to support our operation to the chicken farm to make blood ourselves."

When Han Zhaojun saw that He Ping knew what was in his mind, he stopped talking.

With the money, He Ping arranged for Han Zhaojun to go to the brigades to collect eggs. Han Tun's egg reserves had already been wiped out by He Ping and the others.

He Ping took his money order to the commune.

Another manuscript fee arrived, and it was all a small amount of money. Although the manuscript fee can only be regarded as icing on the cake, no one would think it was too much money.

(End of this chapter)