In 1983, a small island started from a large farmer

After resting for two days, Li Duoyu drove to Dazhu Village.

Even though he said that this car was not cost-effective, it was really nice to drive. The seat alone was much more comfortable than his office chair, not to mention the air conditioning.

And now oil is not expensive, it can be made at will.

Li Duoyu was listening to music while driving on a small path in the mountains, because County Mayor Tao had been there last time.

The mountain road in Dazhu Village is now relatively smooth, and Brother Ou has also hired two villagers to repair this road in the village.

So Li Duoyu felt very comfortable driving along the way, and there were no obvious potholes.

Ever since Brother Ou received that foreign trade order, Dazhu Village has become a thriving place.

When he was almost at the entrance of the village, Li Duoyu found that all along the way there were villagers carrying bamboos, and some were even lining up.

Li Duoyu could clearly feel that the people in Dazhu Village were working harder than before. Many middle-aged men put a towel under their shoulders and were able to carry three or four bamboos.

After seeing the car coming, the villagers who were originally walking in the middle of the road quickly moved to the side and shouted to the people in front: "The car is coming, everyone make way."

Seeing them making way, Li Duoyu quickly rolled down the window and shouted, "Don't worry, I'll just drive slower."

As the team of people carrying bamboo was really long, Li Duoyu drove very slowly, for fear that they would be too anxious and might hurt his shoulder or sprain his waist.

When many villagers saw that the driver was Li Duoyu, they all smiled and greeted him: "Hello, Director Li."

"How come you have time to come here?"

Seeing the villagers greeting him, Li Duoyu simply stopped the car and started chatting with them: "Uncle Ou, you are over 60 years old, so you should carry less bamboo. It will not be worth it if you hurt your waist."

The villager named Ou Yincheng replied: "Alas, I'm used to it. If I don't carry enough, it will be uncomfortable."

"Awesome, I can't even carry two of them."

Li Duoyu gave a thumbs up, it seemed to be true. His father and mother had also told him about it when they were picking oysters before.

When carrying things, it is best to carry them full. If you carry too little, the basket will shake as you walk, making it more difficult to carry.

During this period, Li Duoyu came to Dazhu Village quite often. As he came more often, he naturally got to know some villagers.

Occasionally, I would exchange some dried seafood for some game from the mountains. Not long ago, I even exchanged some dried oysters for some red mushrooms.

After Li Duoyu's car left, several villagers who were drinking water, smoking and resting on the roadside couldn't help but sigh.

"Among the rich people who come to our village, Director Li is the most down-to-earth. He is unlike those people a few days ago, who were so arrogant that they kept honking their horns and almost hit Uncle Huotan."

"Director Li is a millionaire. How can he be like those millionaires? I heard that his car alone costs two or three hundred thousand."

"It's so expensive."

One hundred yuan is already a huge sum of money for them. It is really hard for them to imagine how high the money would be if it were piled up into two or three hundred thousand yuan.

"I also heard about it from my son who works in the city. It's a pure imported Crown car, the most expensive on the market. There are only a few of them in the whole Rongcheng."

"I just hope that Director Li can continue to cooperate with our village. As long as we cooperate for another two years, my family can build a new house."

In the past, the average monthly income of an average person in Dazhu Village was only around 20 yuan, but since Director Li got that foreign trade order, the villagers’ income has doubled.

As long as you are willing to carry bamboo in the mountains, it is no problem to earn 50 yuan a month.

If there are many laborers in the family, earning 200 yuan a month is not a problem at all.

In the past, earning 200 yuan a month was something they could never imagine, which is why everyone is very grateful to Li Duoyu.

After all, everyone in the village now knows that many bamboos from Dazhu Village are sold to the seaside, and it was Li Duoyu who first introduced it.

Also, if it weren't for Li Duoyu's help, Ou Wusheng's bamboo mat factory would have closed down long ago. In short, for their village, Li Duoyu is their God of Wealth.

Along the way, Li Duoyu also saw many children carrying bamboos. It seemed that they were experiencing both pain and happiness during this summer vacation.

The good thing is that they can earn pocket money by helping their family carry bamboo, but the bad thing is that they have no holidays.

In that era, there was no such thing as child labor, so the children living by the sea were relatively happy.

I don't farm. I just occasionally help clean up the garbage on the fishing nets, and dry and collect dried fish. There's not much else to do.

As for asking Xiaohai for help, for them, it is more like going there for fun rather than making money.

Li Duoyu has heard that summer vacation in the north will start early, and the children seem to go to help their families harvest corn and wheat.

Nowadays, Ou Ge’s Wusheng Bamboo Mat Factory is getting better and better. It has even set up a small exhibition hall and provided a text introduction for each bamboo product.

At the front of the exhibition hall, Brother Ou also learned the advanced ideas of the time and created a so-called wall of honor.

At the front is a large group photo. The person standing in the middle is County Mayor Tao, and of course Li Duoyu is also there.

There are four conspicuous big words written on it.

【Leadership Care】

There was even a newspaper posting a report on County Mayor Tao's visit to Dazhu Village. In the days when television was not so popular, today's bosses still prefer newspapers.

Because after being published in the newspaper, you can not only cut it out, but also paste it in a conspicuous place. After all, being published in the newspaper is a symbol of strength.

It’s a pity that bamboo mats sell best in summer, so we have to wait until Brother Ou produces high-quality bamboo mats.

The hottest time has passed, and Brother Ou only earned a small profit and did not make a lot of money from bamboo mats, but now he is quite confident.

Since the bamboo mats produced this time were of good quality, many sellers came directly to Dazhu Village to find him.

Up to now, he has received orders for 5,000 sets of bamboo mats. Even if the wholesale price of one set is only 20 yuan, it is still a large order of 100,000 yuan.

But that is all next year's matter. Right now, Brother Ou is concentrating on foreign trade orders, comparing the design drawing with the finished product every day.

He kept muttering, "Buddha bless me, Buddha bless me, I must pass the inspection this time."

Since he started producing bamboo products for foreign trade, Ou Wusheng found that foreign exchange was not so easy to earn.

The requirements for these bamboo products were so high that several times after they were produced, Li Duoyu directly rejected them, saying that they did not meet the export requirements.

But Ou Wusheng himself also thought it was pretty good. If he took the bamboo baskets and bamboo boxes that Li Duoyu said were unqualified to the market to sell, they would be in great demand. He was even praised for the whole day.

After being told by Li Duoyu that he was unqualified several times, Ou Wusheng is now really afraid of him.

One night I had a nightmare. I dreamed that Li Duoyu kept saying the word "unqualified".

As a result, whenever Ou Wusheng heard the sound of a car engine, he would instinctively want to hide. But sometimes, what you fear most will come true. Ou Wusheng, who was studying the production process with his master, heard the sound of a car honking and shuddered.

But he could only come to the factory door with a smile on his face: "Duoyu, you haven't been here for a long time."

Li Duoyu said, "I'm afraid if I come too often, you'll drive me out of the village."

"How is that possible? You're here just in time. Would you like to take a look at our latest batch of goods to see if it meets the export standards?"

"sure."

After Li Duoyu followed Brother Ou to the warehouse, there were various kinds of bamboo products displayed. He randomly picked some and looked at them carefully.

This time, not only are there no burrs, the specifications are also correct, and some have even been brushed with tung oil, and the overall color looks very beautiful.

Li Duoyu found that it was much better than the last time he came. In fact, the bamboo products produced by Ou Ge's factory had reached the export standards.

But doing business is not an exam. It is not enough for you to just pass. Buyers naturally hope to get a full score on the test paper.

Seeing Li Duoyu checking so seriously.

Ou Wusheng's heart was pounding at the side. He was really scared now. The three words "unqualified" came out of Li Duoyu's mouth.

Fortunately, this time Li Duoyu checked it and said with a smile: "It's OK, the quality is very good this time."

After hearing this, Brother Ou felt as if he had heard heavenly music and was so excited that he wanted to kiss Li Duoyu twice.

And the old masters who followed behind him all breathed a sigh of relief, with smiles on their faces.

It can be said that all these bamboo products for export were made under the supervision of Director Li.

Although this young man does not know how to weave these bamboo products, he is very familiar with them, as if he had seen the real things, and he knows every detail clearly.

Fortunately, I finally passed. If this young man said again: Failed.

Some of these old masters who have been weaving bamboo for decades may really become autistic.

After inspecting the bamboo products, Li Duoyu directly told Brother Ou his purpose and asked for a large quantity of bamboo.

Ou Wusheng smiled and said, "How many do you need? I can give you priority."

"Within a month, I plan to use at least 50,000 bamboos to make kelp piles."

After hearing this.

Ou Wusheng was offline for a long time, then asked: "How many acres of kelp did you get? You need so many bamboos."

"About 3,000 acres. My cousin also wants 1,000 acres, so we might as well prepare more."

Brother Ou frowned. Needing 50,000 bamboos within a month was quite a pressure for Dazhu Village.

Their village is not a big one. There are only about a thousand people in the whole village, and only three or four hundred of them can actually work.

Among them, at least half of them must give priority to making bamboo products for this foreign trade order.

Therefore, no matter how strong his mobilization ability is, he can only allocate two hundred people at most to carry bamboo.

Even if they went to the mountains twice a day and carried back three bamboos each time, they could only get 1,200 bamboos at best. They could not get 50,000 bamboos in a month.

Ou Wusheng frowned and said, "Duoyu, if there are so many bamboos, our village may not be able to handle it. We have to ask the neighboring village to come together. If it's from their village, the price will be a little higher."

"I'm sorry to trouble you with this matter."

"Okay, if you want to put it in the sea, then I'll make it into a four-meter size for you, and the big end needs to be sharpened, right?"

Li Duoyu nodded: "Yes, that's right."

At this moment, as soon as one or two buses arrived at Qingkou Wharf, people immediately rushed out of the doors.

Then he lay on the beach and vomited continuously, while his companion asked near the pier: "Master, can I ask how to take the boat to Dandan Island?"

The fishmonger at Qingkou Wharf looked up and down at the three unfamiliar faces in front of him and couldn't help asking, "What are you doing on Dandan Island?"

A young man who spoke with a little leniency said, "It's like this, my cousin is from Dandan Island, her name is Zhou Xiaoying, and we are here to look for her."

“So you’re looking for relatives.”

One of the fishmongers smiled and said, "I can take you to Dandan Island by boat. It only costs eight dollars."

The young man was dumbfounded and said, "Eight yuan, how can it be so expensive? How far is Dandan Island?"

But as soon as the fishmonger finished speaking, he was dragged away by the people around him. His companions scolded him on the spot: "Don't you want to live anymore? Didn't you hear the three words Zhou Xiaoying?"

“Is Zhou Xiaoying special?”

His companions wanted to beat him up: "What the hell, you have no brains, you don't even know the name of Li Duoyu's wife, how did you get by?"

"That Li Duoyu is well-known for loving his wife. If you mess with Zhou Xiaoying, you're really done for."

"Fuck, how would I know? Who would be so bored as to remember someone else's wife's name? If they say Teacher Zhou, then I would definitely know it."

Then, the fishmonger turned back and said with a smile: "Sorry, I remembered it wrong. If you want to go to Dandan Island, there is another boat in the afternoon. When you go, you can just take a ferry with "Xiasha" written on it."

"Thank you, you are such a nice person."

One of the young men said, "Mother, if we go to find Zhou Xiaoying like this, will they beat us?"

The middle-aged woman didn't look very good, and her hair was messy. She said helplessly, "We'll be beaten by the debt collectors if we go back to Zhouzhuang anyway, so we might as well let Zhou Xiaoying and the others beat us."

A young man named Ma Erhong pointed at another and cursed: "It's all your fault, you lunatic. Why are you taking out a loan when you have nothing better to do?"

"I never thought that the Zhou family would delay giving us money until now."

Qin Huaiyun didn't want to come at all, but he had no choice but to come. The overseas remittance that should have arrived long ago was still nowhere to be seen.

Her whole family now depends on that money to make a living. Now that the money has stopped, the second son’s unit can’t afford the kickbacks, and he was fired from his joint defense job.

The eldest brother took out a loan to invest in business, but he was defrauded of all his money and couldn't even afford the compensation after selling his motorcycle.

What Qin Huaiyun is most worried about now is that her niece Zhou Xiaoying has already contacted her relatives in Hong Kong Island.

Otherwise, how could the money be cut off?

"It's all Zhang Damao's fault." (End of this chapter)