Reborn in the red years, I am farming in space

Chapter 164 What a powerful move
Mayor's Office.

The old branch secretary looked hopeless, and he only cared about the cigarettes on the mayor's desk, smoking one after another.

"Cough cough, cough cough—"

Listening to the heart-piercing cough of the old party secretary.

The mayor couldn't help but smiled wryly, "I said, brother, you can't smoke two less? Your health is not good. If you continue to smoke like this, how can you survive?"

The old branch secretary sighed, "Well, I can't survive anyway, so I'll just smoke to death."

The mayor grinned, "Brother, you have something to talk about, so why are you talking about these dead and living things? The bombs of the devils back then couldn't take you away as a veteran. Who else would dare to be here today?" Playing a big knife in front of you?"

The old branch secretary said, "Our Zhengxing brigade now only has 1095 yuan and 2 cents on the account. Immediately, we will donate to support the construction of the reservoir, pay education surcharges, pay the street renovation fee of Hongxing Township, pay the subsidy for the cadres of the township office, and pay the county Xiangtiliu"

"Hey, brother, what are you going to say?"

The head of the township quickly stopped the topic of the old party secretary, "Let's talk about it first, I am poorer than you! Aren't we going to build an agricultural machinery factory soon? I sent all the cadres in the township office to the county to find their own The old superiors and old leaders went to win support and allocate funds.”

The old party secretary threw down his cigarette butt, and smiled at the township head, "We are here for the farm machinery factory! Or, in the name of the collective, our Zhengxing brigade will take a stake in the farm machinery factory?"

"no!"

The township head shook his head resolutely, "This is absolutely impossible! Once I open this hole, I will not be able to do this job in the future. Other brigades also come to ask for shares. Should I agree or not? You all come to share the meat , how can there be any bones left in the village?"

An agricultural machinery factory in preparation.

Needless to say, that is a hen that lays golden eggs.

At least the agricultural machinery factory produced hundreds of threshing machines in the early days of its establishment, so there was no need to worry about sales.

Anyone can foresee that the early profits of the agricultural machinery factory will be very considerable.

Seeing that the agricultural machinery factory can create huge economic benefits and solve the work problems of many people.

How could the village chief adopt this golden rooster?

"That's how it is. In the future, the foundry in the village will be undertaken by our Zhengxing brigade."

The old party secretary gave the best option, "In the future, the iron castings in the agricultural machinery factory will be handed over to the foundry factory of our brigade for production."

The mayor said with a snort, "What about your Zhengxing brigade's foundry factory? It sounds like the current factory is really run by your Zhengxing brigade."

My request was once again rejected by the township head, and the old branch secretary was not discouraged.

Continue to ask: "Then let's do this, we won't let the leader make things difficult for you.

The construction of the factory building of the agricultural machinery factory, this small project, should be handed over to the boys in our production team, so that they can earn some salt money. "

The township head looked at the serious old party secretary, bowed his head and pondered for a moment.

Then he shook his head slowly, "I said old man, don't make things difficult for me. This agricultural machinery factory is currently stepping up its application for project approval and funding.

I still have a little confidence that this project can pass the county level.

As for the regional planning committee and the industrial bureau, I plan to go to the city in the next two days to try to win the support of the city leaders.

However, I can tell you this old man with certainty: the agricultural machinery factory project cannot be a small project. "

The mayor changed the subject, "Tell me, it's not as simple as Comrade Luo Xuan building three brick houses in your village.

Your production team has neither factory design capabilities nor large-scale construction equipment and technology.How could I entrust such a large and important project to your construction team of "Da Ye Zhai"? "

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As the mayor of the township, he also knew that some poor members of the production team would sneak out of the 'Da Ye Zhai'.

After listening to the words of the township head, the wrinkles on the old party secretary's miserable old face became deeper.

He stood up with a bang, and asked angrily, "You can't do this, you can't do that! Are you just watching our Zhengxing production team go bankrupt?

Now the little money in the production team's books is not enough to donate to the reservoir, not enough to hand over education extras!

Not to mention so many other withdrawals and donations for road construction! "

The countryside is suffering, and the members of the commune have a heavy burden.

The mayor knew this well.

But he really couldn't say anything, so he could only smoke a cigarette and be silent.

I just heard the old party secretary Youzi muttering to himself indignantly: "This machine was made by Luo Xuan in our production team anyway, why can't our folks in Zhengxing brigade get a little bit of light? "

The mayor smiled wryly, "Old man, you should pay attention to the overall situation!"

"I only pay attention to whether our production team will go bankrupt, and I only pay attention to whether our members can have enough food!"

The old party secretary was so angry that his chest heaved sharply, "I can't take care of that much anymore! Anyway, our Zhengxing brigade is determined to develop a little collective economy and start a little side business! Otherwise, everyone will really be in trouble. .”

The mayor smiled wryly, "Then tell me, what should I do?"

"Well, we are poor people, and we only know how to plan food in the ground all our lives."

The old party secretary sighed, "Why don't our brigade provide money and people to set up a [Sand Quarry in Hongxing Township].

In the future, when there are any projects in the village that need to use sand, it is enough to take care of the sand mining field of our production team.

It can be regarded as leading you to give us a bite to eat."

The mayor thought about it.

Then he said, "I personally don't think it's appropriate to open a sand mining site in the name of Hongxing Township.

For example, you are like the production team of Xiaolaojun and Dalaojun. When they need sand, is it possible for you to walk dozens of miles with a small cart to send it to others? "

The old branch secretary sat down slowly with a dignified expression, and asked coldly, "Then what are you talking about, the leader?"

The township head tapped his finger on the table and said loudly, "Why not, in the name of your Zhengxing brigade, open a sand mining farm.

As for the sand used for construction in the village, how about I go to various units to say hello and ask them to purchase your sand as much as possible? "

With a helpless expression on his face, the old party secretary asked the township head, "Oh, that's the best we can do. How much start-up capital can the township allocate to us for our brigade to set up a sand mine?"

When the mayor heard this, he immediately laughed angrily, "I didn't ask you to charge management fees, it's an extra-algorithmic kindness. Old man, you still think about the township's financial allocation, ah?"

"Okay, it's a deal!"

I heard the head of the township say that there will be no management fee for the mining field.

The old branch secretary changed from his old-fashioned and lethargic appearance just now, and rushed from the chair to the desk in one fell swoop.

He took out a stack of letterhead paper from his pocket and slapped it on the desk.

The mayor was taken aback when he saw this, "What is this for?"

"Empty words have no evidence, and words are evidence."

The old branch secretary said, "Leader, please write that the township office does not charge sand mining management fees, education surcharges and other miscellaneous fees."

Sand mining is hard work, and even if you are exhausted, you can't earn a few hard dollars.

The miscellaneous fees for sand mining are waived. According to the guess of the township head: it may not be much money.

It's just a small thing.

I have already rejected so many proposals from the old branch secretary in succession just now, if even this little request cannot be satisfied
The mayor felt a little sorry on his face.

Picking up the pen on the table, the township head really wrote down an agreement between the township office and the Zhengxing brigade on the spot according to what the old branch secretary said.

is writing,

The old party secretary suddenly stretched out his hand and held down the township chief's arm, "Wait, add one more: along the Qingshui River, within a range of [-] miles upstream and downstream, there will be no new approval for collective sand mining in the future."

The mayor raised his head and looked at the old branch secretary in a puzzled manner.

"Leader, think about it, sand mining is such a laborious job. If other production teams see how much money we have earned from chewing grain, they will be jealous and follow suit to set up the sand mining field.

After that, no one wants to earn that hard-earned money, right? "

The old branch secretary said with a sad face, "Leader, imagine that if you dig others, I will dig it too. After a few years, the Qingshui River will become as if it has been eaten by a dog?"

The township head thought for a while and nodded, "It is indeed possible. Well, in recent years along the Qingshui River, the township has not approved new sand mining grounds for the time being."

out of the office.

The old branch secretary shoved the paper agreement in Peng Zhikun's arms fiercely: "If you want to do this kind of thing in the future, you can do it yourself! Back then, I would only fight the enemy head-on on the battlefield. Like this kind of military workers behind the enemy Things we can't do."

Captain Liao laughed, "Brother, you are wrong! Going to the enemy's watchtower to catch tongues, our reconnaissance platoon has done a lot before."

The old branch secretary stopped angrily, turned to stare at Peng Zhikun and asked, "Be honest, who taught you the moves in the office just now?"

Peng Zhikun scratched his head, "Brainstorming, hahaha, it's collective wisdom! Don't underestimate the creativity of the masses."

The old party secretary was about to ask again, but Captain Liao grabbed his arm and said, "Let's go to the restaurant at noon today and have a good meal! Anyway, the 6th production team is about to get rich, so we can get rich too."

Peng Zhikun's laughter came from behind.

Like a weasel after stealing a chicken.

"Go dig some sand in the river ditch, how can you make a fortune? It's just that in the future our 6th team will not be poor to eat dirt, but poor to eat sand, hahaha"

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The old branch secretary, Captain Liao, and Peng Zhikun went to the township office to handle errands.

And in the breeding room of the sixth production team, the breeder Uncle Zhou and his third-hand "fiancée" Ye Erniang were lying on the steps under the eaves, racking their brains to settle accounts.

"Peng Zhikun needs to be invited, compared to him being the production team leader."

Ye Erniang bit a small wooden stick and said, "He doesn't write to invite the whole family. Do the math, if Peng Zhikun, his wife, and three children, that's five people. One table, His family only took up half the table, and we suffered too much."

Uncle Zhou nodded, then turned his head and yelled at Boss Zhou, "Boss, you said that you invite others to have a wedding, how should you write the invitation?"

Zhou Dawa is also a scumbag, she has been studying for three full years in the first grade of elementary school.

But no matter how bad he is, he is still a serious elementary school student.

The level is much higher than that of Uncle Zhou, who just lit a torch in the literacy class and went to night school for more than ten days.

"Then write [respectfully invite Captain Peng Zhikun to come to the hut and have a glass of wedding wine]?"

My father was busy with his marriage, so Mr. Zhou was caught early this morning by Uncle Zhou to cook the swill for him.

Suppressing the nausea, Boss Zhou said while lighting the fire, "Generally when writing invitations, you should lower your posture and make others say you are more noble, so that the guests will feel more comfortable in their hearts." .”

Uncle Zhou scratched his head, "Why do I feel a little bit wrong writing my own house as a hut?"

Boss Zhou replied without raising his head, "What's wrong? Zhuge Liang also said that his house is a hut."

Uncle Zhou tilted his head and gasped, "We country people call the toilet the Maosi. Why are those educated people so strange that they call their house the Maofang?"

Maosi is the usual name for toilets in rural areas of Bashu.

Uncle Zhou has never studied, nor traveled far. In fact, he has never been outside Hongxing Township in his life.

I haven't even been to the county seat.

His understanding of "literate man" still stays in the stand-up comics he heard from the storyteller in the teahouse in the village before, such as "visiting the thatched cottage three times", "Confucius travels around the world", "Wu uses wisdom to take the birthday card" and so on. of
(End of this chapter)