Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 75
That night, Uncle Wei brought Aunt Qiufen and her eldest son Han Zhaoxin to He Ping's house to express his gratitude.

"Aunt Qiufen, you're welcome. The chicken farm is our Hantun's own business, and we must take care of our own people. Besides, your family is really not easy, and it was all brought up by the old captain."

Aunt Qiufen is a sensible person, the old captain is right, but the real owner of the chicken farm is He Ping, without his consent.

"He Ping, don't say too much, my boss will leave it to you, and you can do whatever you want."

"Auntie, you're too polite. Zhaoxin is working in a chicken farm, and he's not selling himself, so he doesn't pay too much attention."

Aunt Qiufen sat at He Ping's house for a while and then left. Before leaving, Uncle Wei Guo patted He Ping's arm without saying a word.

This taciturn man was not good at words, but he kept them in his heart.

In the next few days, He Ping went to Liang Yuejin in Yingcheng again. Liang Yuejin had already purchased the eggs from the canteen of the printing factory, and he went at the market price. The wholesale price He Ping gave him was the same as the price he gave to the supply and marketing cooperative. , are all 40 cents a catty, which is equivalent to his net earning of [-] cents per catty of eggs. The purchase of eggs from the workers’ cafeteria of a printing factory alone allows Liang Yuejin to earn at least [-] yuan a month, and the printing factory also saves money. One part of the ticket, the best of both worlds.

Liang Yuejin followed He Ping's suggestion, and also turned his attention to large and small non-staple food stores and supply and marketing cooperatives in Yingcheng. As a regional city, Yingcheng's egg consumption capacity far exceeds that of Pingxian County. He Ping's wholesale price for Liang Yuejin is fifty cents a catty. Five cents a catty, after all, Liang Yuejin was still needed to be the middleman, and he, a second-hand dealer, was indispensable.

These days are not like later generations, neither transportation nor communication is well developed, He Ping doesn't have time to run around Yingcheng all day long, and the five cents per catty should be regarded as hard work for Liang Yuejin.Anyway, He Ping had agreed with Liang Yuejin that he would not send eggs to him in the future, and asked Liang Yuejin to organize people to pick them up in Ping County, and He Ping was responsible for the transportation—the donkey cart.

After finishing the camp, He Ping turned around and ran with Han Zhaojun to the supply and marketing cooperatives and non-staple food stores in the communes of Ping County.It took a week to find a channel for the chicken farm's existing egg production. From now on, He Ping and the others will be responsible for delivering goods to the supply and marketing cooperatives and non-staple food stores on time. When the chicken farm's egg production will increase again, or It is enough to expand the channels when the egg-laying period of the chickens is over and the broilers are produced.

The young men recruited by the chicken farm also did a good job. Except for the jokes of getting lost and miscalculating accounts in the first two days, the young men gradually figured out the way to do business. After all, they are young people. Just pass.

Their bulk sales in county towns and various communes are basically stable at about 50-80 catties per day.

Recently, the egg production of chicken farms has been steadily increasing. Basically all hens have started to lay eggs, and some hens have entered the peak period of egg production ahead of schedule. On the highest day, the chicken farms produced more than 240 catties of eggs.

Nowadays, eggs have the same status as meat in people's lives, and they are relatively luxurious foods.The eggs from the chicken farm are supplied to more than a dozen supply and marketing cooperatives and non-staple food stores in Yingcheng and Pingxian County, and the supply and demand have just maintained a balance.

The eggs in the chicken farm have found a way out, and He Ping's work has also been idled. His next work focus is on hatching eggs. In addition, he has to write a few more novels. The editor-in-charge of "Science Fiction World" has sent letters urging him several times. , the only thing left is to send the blades, thanks to the underdeveloped express delivery these days.

After he was free, He Ping started to attend reading clubs again. He really liked the feeling of having a chat with like-minded people.

It was Sunday, He Ping and Xiao Zhuer woke up early, and the father and son came to the new house with brooms and rags to clean up.

It's been half a month, and the house and furniture are almost dry. Today, the father and son are going to move.

It is said to be general cleaning, but it is just a symbolic sweep and wipe. The newly renovated house has been cleaned the day the furniture is moved, and no one has been in it. There are only some floating dust, and it will be clean after sweeping.

After cleaning, He Ping started to move things to his new home.

He Ping's house is almost the same as when he first settled down, except for the two beddings, pots and pans, and rice jars for himself and his eldest son, there is nothing else.

The rest of the necessities for daily use are all pre-purchased in the new home, and He Ping's manuscript fee is also spent.

The courtyard wall at home has not been built yet, and the well has not been drilled. Building a house is a costly thing no matter what age it is. I will continue to build it when I have money.

Before nine o'clock in the morning, people started to come to the house intermittently. At first, it was people from the team who came to say congratulations, and then Zhang Guoqiang from the commune. After a while, friends from the book club also came. Empty hands, the housewarming must bring something.

"Look at you guys, just come here, why are you being so polite?"

He Ping accepted everyone's gifts with a smile on his face, and called everyone to sit down.

Liu Aixia complained in her heart, you and Mao Chunhua are really a perfect match.

After the house was built, it was the first time for friends from the book club to come.When they came to help that day, they never thought that the house would be built so well, and each of them was not much better than when the team members saw it.

"He also got a dirt sofa? Interesting, haha!" Liu Aixia sat up and down on the sofa, He Ping was really afraid that the sofa would not be able to withstand the hardships of life.

Li Feng came out of the study, "He Ping, your desk is pretty good, and I will do it like you later."

Mao Chunhua sat on the kang in the master bedroom, looking at the window, a little lost in thought, imagining the scene of sleeping on the same kang with He Ping when she married in.

whee!

Unable to help laughing, Mao Chunhua carefully scanned the surroundings, but luckily no one noticed him.

At this time, He Ping had no time to manage Daoxi's team members and friends from the book club. He was preparing for today's noon meeting with Han Zhaoguo and his wife.

He Ping's family didn't treat them to dinner when they were on the beam before, so today's housewarming must be done in a lively manner.

For this reason, He Ping also borrowed 50 yuan from the old captain, and agreed to borrow this month and pay it back next month.

A bad old man, very picky.

If you borrow some money and want to blackmail me, you have to write some novels to earn manuscript fees to plug this hole.

This time building a house changed from the richest man in Hantun to the first loser in Hantun. He Ping was really painful and happy.

"Come on, come on, everyone pay attention, hard dishes are coming, let them all go."

He Ping was holding a large steaming pot of old hen stewed mushrooms next to the table to serve the dishes. The table was borrowed from the neighbors, and it was borrowed today for emergency.

After a while, all five tables were set up. He Ping stood in front of the main table, took off his apron and raised his glass, "Come on, thank you all for coming to the humble house today. I would like to offer you a toast. I wish you all good health and all the best. Cheers! "

Everyone stood up and responded with one voice: "Cheers!!!"

(End of this chapter)