Era: Beginning from the Modu Translation Studio

Chapter 459 Breaking a bloody path

After hanging up the call from Yan Jing, Jiangshan no longer felt sleepy.

When I grabbed my clothes and put them on, I noticed the parcel on the table.

Logically speaking, the parcel received on New Year's Eve should not have been received by him on that day.

Coincidentally, the comrade in charge of this area in the post office happened to know Jiangshan.

So I just gave him special treatment.

Actually, there was nothing important in the parcel.

But Jiangshan's eyes lit up at this moment.

"Sure, Zhu Quanneng,"

Looking at the photos in his hands, Jiangshan once again felt the joy of the great harvest of turning design drawings into real pictures.

"elder brother,"

I quickly opened the window and shouted outside, "Come and take a look at this."

"what happened?"

Jiang Hai, who was helping Xiao Bai tie her scarf, turned around and asked, "What are you looking at?"

In the small kitchen, Jiang's mother, who had stewed a pot of fish soup, was busy serving the soup.

Li Huaiying, who also made a can of chicken soup, was waiting by the side with a green thermos bucket.

After hearing Jiang Shan's greeting, Li Ruocheng and Jiang Hai both came over.

"Before I left, I left a few design drawings in the village."

Jiang Shan handed the photos in his hand out the window: "I didn't expect they could actually make it."

Outside the window, Jiang Hai and Li Ruocheng looked down at the photo.

"This is..." Jiang Hai looked at a floor lamp in the photo: "A bamboo lamp?"

"It's so beautiful,"

A ceiling lamp made of thin bamboo was shrouded in warm yellow light. "Third brother, are these the lamps you designed?"

"It looks good, doesn't it?"

Jiangshan looked at his masterpiece with great satisfaction:
"The effect is better than I thought. It seems that they are really suitable for this job."

Seeing the third brother laughing, Jiang Hai poured cold water on him in time.

"Why are you so happy? Even if they make it according to your instructions, can you help them sell it or something?"

"..."

Jiangshan was stunned by just one sentence.

At first, I just thought about what I could make from the bamboos in the mountains that would make more money than baskets.

I have never really thought about helping the village build an industrial chain.

"Why is it not selling well?"

Li Ruocheng pointed at the photo and said, "If there is really one for sale, I will be the first to pay for it."

"The state just issued a regulation last month,"

Jiang Hai also clicked some photos:

"Strengthen market management and crack down on speculation and profiteering." Where can you let these farmers in the village sell these things?
This is not a bamboo basket.

Besides, I don’t think anyone in the county would buy the lights you designed.”

"Then..."

Jiangshan felt the current loophole and said: "Why not let Siting Village set up a village-run processing plant."

"I think this method will work."

Jiang Hai helped the third brother to touch it:

"It's easier to deal with a group than an individual, but if that's the case, you really have to help them find a market."

"Don't even think about the county seat,"

Li Ruocheng was already thinking: "Many places are reluctant to use electricity."

"Uncle Li is right,"

Jiangshan looked at the bamboo lamps in the photo and said, "It would be best if we could sell them in the city. It would be even better if we could send them abroad."

“Sell it abroad?”

After hearing this, Jiang Hai also looked at him again:

"Well, maybe we can sell it for a good price if we take it abroad."

"That's right..."

Three people were discussing things at the window, one inside and one outside.

Jiang's mother, who had already packed up, shouted from the inner room: "What are you doing? Why don't you send me to the hospital?"

Her second daughter-in-law was still waiting for her in the hospital.

When Xiaoyu and Xiaobai heard this, they hurried over.

This time, neither of them was willing to fall behind.

"Oh, yes, yes,"

Jiang Shan quickly handed the car keys to his eldest brother: "Mom, I'll come over to take your place this afternoon."

"It's not your turn to take over. Besides, what can you do if you go? Xiaoxiao's sister-in-law and I can take turns."

A group of people went out in a mighty procession, and even the old couple Li Ruocheng followed in the group.

"And me," Li Huaiying said as they walked, "I can stay there for two days, too."

As the sound gradually faded away, Jiangshan restored his photos and closed the window again.

It is his turn to be on duty at the newspaper office today, and he will be scolded if he doesn't go.

Just as I was thinking about it, Jiang Hai, who had just walked past, came back:
"That's not right, Third Brother. Aren't you supposed to be on duty on New Year's Day? Why haven't you gone there yet?"

"I'll be out right now,"

Jiang Shan quickly said, "If you hadn't come to talk to me, I would have left long ago."

"Hey, who were we looking for just now?"

……

After the bike was requisitioned by Jiang Hai, Jiang Shan had no choice but to ride it.

Fortunately, the newspaper office was not far from home, so I got there in a few leisurely steps.

As always, the weight of newspapers decreases significantly during the Spring Festival.

But today, as soon as Jiangshan entered the office door, he was stunned by a pile of letters on the table.

"what happened?"

Besides him, there was another person in the room, Ding Lingling: "How come there is a letter from a reader in our department?"

"Happy New Year, Boss,"

Ding Lingling, wearing a new cotton-padded jacket, was filled with joy:
"It was sent to me by the supplement department early in the morning. It's all about Siting Village. I've been reading it all morning."

"So many?"

Jiang Shan made tea as soon as he entered the room and sat down with the cup in hand:

"It seems that the masses are still very concerned about the affairs of rural primary schools."

"No,"

Ding Lingling pursed her lips and said, "See over there? Some readers have already sent books and stationery over."

"Is it,"

Jiang Shan turned his head and looked at him: "Don't say anything, Xiao Ding, we should really help the Siting Village Primary School and set up a reading room..."

……

Since returning from Anhui Province a few years ago, Jiangshan’s department has written several series of reports on the "Shiting Village Primary School".

Not only that, it is also accompanied by a large number of pictures.

With the promotion of Oriental Metropolis Daily, readers who saw this kind of report for the first time were immediately attracted by the content of the newspaper.

When I saw the pictures of the children wearing thin clothes and worn shoes in the cold weather, they looked timid.

Looking at the dilapidated classrooms with their desks and chairs in a mess, readers felt their hearts ached.

Especially those who have children of their own, they can't stand this even more.

Then take a look at the articles with detailed descriptions next to them.

Many readers who could not sit still took up their pens and wrote letters to the newspaper.

"Speaking of it,"

Jiang Shan looked at the letter from the reader and said with a smile:
"Our trip has promoted the importance of universal primary education proposed by the country."

"Of course," Ding Lingling waved a letter in her hand, "Look, some technical secondary school students have expressed their willingness to become teachers in Siting Village."

Jiangshan didn't say anything after hearing this.

In his view, attracting the attention of the masses is only the first step.

The ultimate goal of the newspaper is to attract the attention of all sectors of society.

……

Kailin Paint Factory in Pujiang City.

The leaders of several paint factories are still in intense discussions.

In their opinion, they are unwilling to stop the special materials research in the factory.

"But if the funding issue is not resolved,"

The leader of Kailin Paint Factory said seriously: "Subsequent research will inevitably be suspended."

At present, let alone reaching the three-year average level of developed countries.

The antifouling paint produced by their factory does not even last for a year.

"It's the same in our factory,"

A representative from Tianjin Dengta Paint Factory said:

"When we came here, we also went to Yanjing. Alas... the leaders in Yanjing still hope that the factory can solve the problem itself."

In early 1981, the Sixth Ministry of Machine Building and the Navy invited the Ministry of Chemical Industry at the same time.

Everyone sat in a conference room and put all their work and difficulties on the table.

What is different from the meeting held before the New Year is that there are two more comrades sitting in the corner of the conference room today.

Xu Muchun and Section Chief Han from Pujiang Light Industry Foreign Trade Office.

They didn't say a word at this time, just listened to the meeting silently.

Xu Muchun was reading a newspaper with his head down, and in his hand was a copy of Oriental Metropolis Daily.

"It has been reported for several days in a row,"

Section Chief Han whispered, "The Siting Village Primary School mentioned here is the place that Section Chief Jiang visited not long ago."

"That's it?"

Xu Muchun shook the newspaper: "He can really run."

Looking at the newspapers, the tattered desks and chairs, the scattered books...

Xu Muchun suddenly became thoughtful.

"I have also read the articles reporting on this."

Xu Muchun whispered: "We... should also express our gratitude."

It can be seen from those photos that Xiao Jiang put a lot of thought into this trip!
Section Chief Han was stunned for a moment after hearing this: "How should we express it?"

"The Foreign Trade Office handles so many export units,"

Xu Muchun frowned and said, "Why are you asking what to do for such a small matter?"

"I see," Chief Han immediately understood, "I'll arrange it right away."

……

"In fact, not only ships, but also various ship coatings need to extend their validity period,"

On the other hand, the comrades from the Sixth Ministry of Machine Building were obviously anxious.

The collective blockade of domestic use of foreign military coatings is still clear in our minds:
"The difficulty regarding research funding is only temporary, and I believe the organization will resolve it soon."

"Yes, everyone, any problem can be solved,"

The Navy representative also looked at the factory leaders present sincerely:

"Besides, if the product technology is improved, it will also be beneficial to your factory..."

"Our factory does want to continue research, but breakthroughs in civilian technology in the factory also require funding."

"Dear leaders, our factory has been delayed for so many years, and now many places need it..."

For a moment, everyone was anxious and told about their own sufferings.

But to Xu Muchun, it seemed that they were just making trouble because they had no money.

This is not surprising, after all, there are many problems like this across the country.

Not to mention the paint factory’s scientific research funds.

If it weren’t for the strong support of several leaders in Pujiang, even Baosteel’s project would have been almost cancelled.

Yizheng Chemical Fiber, listed as one of the 22 key projects, is also facing cancellation due to lack of funds.

……

In 1981, the first macro-control was implemented after the reform and opening up.

Many projects under negotiation have been suspended.

Let’s not even mention township-run enterprises.

Take Daqiuzhuang for example, which is known as “Huaxi Village in the south and Daqiuzhuang in the north”.

The cold-rolled steel mill in the village had just started to flourish when the higher authorities sent people to investigate.

As the focus of the inspection team, the threshold of Daquzhuang was almost flattened.

In the end, Yu Zuomin, the branch secretary who had always been tough, simply joined forces with the villagers to block the inspection team outside.

The members of the investigation team were so angry that they said, "If you haven't done anything wrong, why are you afraid of ghosts knocking on your door?"

Yu Zuomin immediately retorted: "Even if you haven't done anything wrong, if the ghost comes knocking on your door, who can live a good life?"

Under his leadership, all the villagers of Daquzhuang picked up sticks and yelled at the inspection team.

"We just had a few days of good life and you came. Why didn't you come when we were starving?"

"I've been single for many years, and you guys come to interfere as soon as I find a partner. If this wife breaks up, I'll go find you..."

Finally, I was frightened by the inspection team and quickly packed up and left overnight.

But compared to Daqiuzhuang, other areas are not so worry-free.

After all, this year, only the leaders of Guangdong Province and Fujian Province are still working under pressure.

For this reason, Japan's Yomiuri Shimbun even published a special report:
"The leader of Fuzhou Province is using his official hat to cut the ribbon for the start of production of Hitachi."

Prior to this, the leaders of Fujian Province have repeatedly stated:
[We must overcome all difficulties and move forward, and we must treat township enterprises more dearly than our own sons.]

On the other hand, the leaders of Guangdong Province also proposed at the beginning of the year:

[Adhere to reform and opening up, and fight your way out...]

After that, they only made tightening adjustments in the report, but in reality they still fully supported opening up to the outside world.

……

The same was true for Xu Muchun, who was sitting in the conference room at the moment.

In his view, reform and opening up is imperative.

However, the difficulty this year is indeed not small.

“First, further stabilize the process, reduce consumption and lower costs;
Second, strengthen the research on hulls, decks, interior cabins, and special coatings..."

The meeting finally reached a consensus.

At this moment, the representative of the Ministry of Chemical Industry is making the final summary:

"Finally, after satisfying the needs of the domestic market, we will strive to open up the international market as soon as possible..."

"Next,"

The comrades from the Sixth Machine Department looked towards Xu Muchun's position:

"Everyone welcomes Director Xu of the Pujiang Foreign Trade Office to say a few words to everyone."

After a round of applause, Xu Muchun nodded politely to everyone.

Today, Xu Muchun still works in the Foreign Trade Office.

But people from all walks of life have already looked up to him.

In other words, the Foreign Trade Office simply cannot do without him, and Xu Muchun certainly doesn't want to leave.

Otherwise, based on his performance in the past two years, he would have been promoted long ago.

"I have been listening to what you have said just now,"

There was still no trace of a smile on Xu Muchun's face:
“Since we are all people who can do things, why don’t we just talk about what we should do next.

First of all, I would like to hear your opinions on going abroad. "

When those present heard this, they knew that a capable person had arrived.

"Hello, Director Xu. I am a representative of Tianjin Paint Factory. This is the information about our factory's Dengta brand Sanbao paint."

"Hello, Director Xu, I am the director of Pujiang Kailin Paint Factory..."

(End of this chapter)