Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 701 Bad things and good things

In the afternoon, a khaki-colored Jeep 212 bumped along the way, raising dust and dust all over the sky, and stopped at the entrance of Tagou Village.

It is really impassable to go any further.

The doors on both sides of the cockpit open simultaneously.

Gao Jinxi jumped out of the passenger seat, lost his balance and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, the driver, Xiao Zhang, was fast enough and ran over to help him.

"Deputy County Magistrate Gao, you really need to take a good rest." Xiao Zhang's eyes were filled with distress and deep respect.

This guy was really worried about the county affairs. In the past three days, he hadn't even slept for half a day.

Gao Jinxi, who looked tired, closed his eyes and tried to drive away the dizziness. After a while, he opened his eyes and smiled at Xiao Zhang: "I'm fine, let's go."

It's just that the smile is really far-fetched, how can he smile now?

He has never lacked ideas to change the economic outlook of the county. In fact, when he was studying in Yanyuan, whenever he had a good idea, he would write it down in his notebook, just waiting to go back to his hometown to show off his talents.

But he never expected that there was no shortage of plans, but in actual implementation, difficulties came one after another. He was like a man stuck in a quagmire. He had to use up all his strength every step he took, and even though he tried his best, he still hadn't gone very far after almost three years. This made him physically and mentally exhausted and exhausted.

The two went into the village together. Xiao Zhang was a little behind him, but he didn't dare to go too far for fear that he might accidentally fall if the road was not good. He felt that the man in front of him was like a glass man. Once he fell, it would probably break...

"Deputy County Magistrate Gao is back!" A villager spotted the two and greeted them happily.

More and more villagers noticed it, put down what they were doing, and came to talk to each other.

Although they called him "official" out of respect, no one regarded him as an outsider. They were very friendly and didn't feel timid like ordinary people when they see a high official.

"Fourth Aunt, have you eaten?"

"Uncle Wu, smoke less dry cigarettes. Look, your beard has turned yellow."

"Hey, Uncle Hanlin, are you having a happy event at home, carrying such a big bag of white flour?"

Returning to the hometown where he was raised, Gao Jinxi never brought those titles with him. He actually preferred that his elders call him "Gouwa", which was his nickname.

The swarthy man whom he called Uncle Hanlin carried a bag of white noodles on his shoulders and replied cheerfully: "How can I bear to eat white noodles? You don't know it yet, something big has happened in our village, and there is a way to make money. Thanks to your classmate named Li."

"Jiankun?" Gao Jinxi was surprised, but not particularly surprised.

When he was studying in Yanyuan, Qiangzi gave Jiankun the nickname "God of Wealth", which was an exaggerated way to describe the wealth that he went through.

But staying here for only three days and finding a "highest way to make money" for the village is really staggering.

Gao Jinxi paused and hurriedly inquired about the specific situation. After figuring out the whole story, he couldn't help but sigh: When it comes to revitalizing the economy, it has to be Jiankun.

He never thought of letting the villagers make snacks to make money.

Of course, it will not work well before the policy is liberalized, and it is easy to cause problems.

"Then how much did it cost to test the waters today?"

"More than thirty yuan."

Good guy! A warm smile finally appeared on Gao Jinxi's face.

More than thirty yuan is equivalent to a worker's monthly salary in many big cities. In poor places like theirs, most families may not be able to save thirty yuan throughout the year.

This is just a test of selling, and I haven't prepared too much stock. If I sell it openly, it is not impossible to make dozens or even hundreds of yuan a day.

Tagou Village is very small, with only forty households in total. Although it is just a small business, one month from now, one year from now...the village will undergo earth-shaking changes!

'I am far inferior to Jiankun! '

Poverty alleviation and prosperity plans do not necessarily have to be ambitious. Overly ambitious plans often prove to be of little use after being widely rolled out due to limited funds. Why not think of more similar small ideas, subdivide the county into small areas, promote different poverty alleviation programs in different places, and use quantitative changes to lead to qualitative changes?

Gao Jinxi fell into reflection and gained profound enlightenment.

After a while, he thought of a question. He looked at the villagers gathered around him and asked: "Does everyone want to do this business? Are they all going to sell in Qishui Town? Will it be homogeneous... There are just too many goods. , Don’t let our village compete with our own people, as the old saying goes: one monk carries water to eat, two monks carry water to eat, and three monks have no water to eat.”

Uncle Hanlin replied as a representative:

"No, your classmate told us that in fact, as long as you dare to think and do it, you can make money selling some cute things these days. We don't plan to sell fried dough sticks and twists in every household. Some people plan to sell them only during the holidays. A snack that takes a lot of effort to make.

"Also, your classmate is planning with the village chief to set up a cooperative in the village and bring everyone together to do it. That is to say, some people will do it at home, some will sell it, and some will be responsible for purchasing. Dividing work among people according to their abilities, and depending on their abilities, they will produce more efforts and earn more profits. He said this is called... called..."

"Everyone makes the best use of his work, and everyone gets distributed according to their work, so we can collectively get rich!" A villager remembered the words and helped.

Gao Jinxi's eyes widened, his brain was buzzing, and his heart was violently shocked.

Is it better to teach people to fish than to teach them how to fish? Jiankun is changing the thinking of the villagers and has achieved certain results.

Although cooperatives are not a very new concept and were born in the previous big pot rice era, Jiankun's method of using them can be said to be completely opposite. He does not pursue collective interests, but uses the cooperative model to promote a collective and use the power of the collective to provide villagers with benefits. Create personal wealth.

From an economic point of view, everyone is a rational economic person. Binding everyone with self-interest will make the collective more cohesive and achieve long-term development...

'This classmate of mine has great wisdom! His innovation and application of economic models have reached perfection! '

Gao Jinxi was filled with emotions. Jiankun was using a very advanced and profound method to do a very small thing. Perhaps he didn't think much about it, but just did it out of instinct - he just did it casually.

Now, standing on this piece of yellow land, Gao Jinxi's soles of feet and head seem to be connected to the earth in front and the sky in the back. His whole person is revealed and he feels a sense of enlightenment: This new cooperative model in Jiankun is absolutely possible. It’s also worthy of vigorous promotion!

It can solve many thorny and unresolved problems he encountered in poverty alleviation work at once.

Gao Jinxi's face was full of excitement and his spirit was high, just like a believer who had received the Bible.

He suddenly had some complaints: Jiankun, Jiankun, you are so powerful, why don't you join politics?

But then he realized: Because Jiankun is so smart, his talents can be fully displayed without restraint, but within the system, there are too many restraints...

"Deputy County Magistrate Gao, this classmate of yours is so awesome. If you bring him to our village, it's like sending him a god of wealth."

Gao Jinxi rarely showed a hint of arrogance and grinned: "That's right."

After signaling the villagers to go about their business, Gao Jinxi said goodbye and moved on. The driver, Xiao Zhang, noticed that Deputy County Magistrate Gao seemed to have taken a magic pill. He was full of energy and walking as fast as flying.

Unfortunately it didn't last long.

When he came to the two earthen kilns where Deputy County Magistrate Gao's home was located and saw his two classmates sitting on the small terrace outside to bask in the sun, Deputy County Magistrate Gao's sudden energy was relieved again, and fatigue crept up on him again. The thin body and steps were sloppy again.

Li Jiankun and Hu Ziqiang were chatting with Gao's father and sister-in-law at this time. Niuniu and Dandan were lying in his arms, and the other was riding on Brother Qiang's lap. It was a harmonious and beautiful scene, but it was broken by Lao Gao's dejection and dullness.

"What's wrong with this?" Brother Qiang asked.

Li Jiankun looked at Lao Gao, frowned and asked, "How long have you been without a break?"

The driver, Xiao Zhang, winked and gestured behind Gao Jinxi.

"Sister-in-law, get him some food and let him have a good sleep." Li Jiankun didn't need to say anything. Meng Qiaolan looked at her husband who felt distressed and worried, nodded and walked into the kiln.

Dandan and Niuniu greeted their father together. Gao Jinxi reached out and touched their little heads respectively. With a touch of kindness on his face, he said to his wife, "Don't be busy, I'm not hungry."

Meng Qiaolan didn't listen.

Gao Jinxi sighed secretly and looked at Li Jiankun and Hu Ziqiang: "I have something to tell you..."

"No matter what it is, let's wait until you get some rest." Li Jiankun interrupted him.

"The refinery can't be run."

"What?" Hu Ziqiang stood up from the horse and asked in surprise, "Why can't it be done?"

"The Petroleum Administration Bureau will not approve it."

"Do they still need to approve this matter? Didn't you say in your letter before that your county can make the decision on its own?"

"Yes, but...hey!"

"Sit down." Niu Niu thoughtfully arranged the mat, pulled the sleeves of her father's white washed blue coat, and pulled him to sit down.

Gao Jinxi rubbed her little head again and motioned for her to take her brother to play. After that, he put his arms on his knees and buried his head very low. He looked at the hard yellow-brown soil under his feet, his expression was extremely painful, and he didn't know where to start. Speaking of.

Xiao Zhang couldn't help but interrupt and said angrily: "Originally, it has nothing to do with the Petroleum Administration Bureau, but the county is afraid of causing problems later, so it has to submit the procedures to the Petroleum Administration Bureau for approval!"

Brother Qiang suddenly realized, doesn’t that mean asking someone to endorse him? It's none of their business, so why should they endorse you?

"Isn't it unnecessary to wear a hat and hold an umbrella?"

Gao Jinxi still lowered his head and let out a long sigh.

When Brother Qiang still wanted to speak, Li Jiankun raised his hand to stop him. He said to Lao Gao: "Let's not talk about it for now. The boat will straighten out when it reaches the bridge. You have a good sleep first, and I will tell you something when you get up. It's a good thing."

Gao Jinxi finally raised his head, raised the corners of his mouth and asked, "What's the good thing?"

"Did I just say a lot of nonsense?" Li Jiankun said angrily.

"I'm not sleepy at all." Gao Jinxi smiled bitterly.

"I have found an industry for your county that can be vigorously developed. As long as it is done well, your whole county can only do this one thing. It is not a dream to get rid of poverty and become rich as a whole." Li Jiankun stopped and asked, "Go to sleep." No?"

Gao Jinxi was shocked and pursed his lips: "Then I won't be sleepy anymore!"

Li Jiankun looked up to the sky, with a look like "If you don't obey me, I won't tell you."

Gao Jinxi was speechless for a while, and finally surrendered: "Okay, okay, I'll sleep, I'll sleep."

If someone else had said this, he would have taken it as a joke. How poor is their county? How difficult is it to lift the county out of poverty and become rich? But if it is Jiankun, he must come up with something.

The driver, Xiao Zhang, was stunned and thought: Is this an exaggeration? You have only been in our county for a few days? I know you're a great guy but you won't be like this, right? Are you a god?

Meng Qiaolan made a bowl of mutton soup dough for her husband. After eating it, Gao Jin happily went back to the kiln and lay down on the kang. He, who had just been shouting that he was not sleepy at all, actually fell into a deep sleep. The corners of his mouth curled up from time to time in his sleep. It seemed like I was dreaming of something beautiful.

When Meng Qiaolan entered the kiln to look around, she happened to notice this scene, and she was so happy that she even had the idea of ​​"it would be great if Jiankun could stay with them."

Her man was working day and night, forgetting to eat and sleep, and seeing his health deteriorating, she had absolutely no choice, and no one else could persuade him, but Jiankun could do it.

(End of this chapter)