Little Sweet Wife in the Eighty-Old Courtyard

Chu Zizhou looked over and over with his straw hat, thinking about Song Yunuan's words, connections, this is very important.

If it could really be compiled, this would be Erdaohe's side business. Nowadays, everyone is advocating side business. He and the party secretary have also studied it. The main focus is on raising chickens and ducks, and the main focus is on supply and demand villages.

This is also a side job, and it is also a very important side job.

However, the infrastructure has not been completed and the funds have not yet been received. Moreover, the first batch is a pilot project. If feasible, it will not officially start until next year.

This party secretary can follow. When the chicken coops and pig pens are built, people will be trained to learn how to breed. This is what I have been busy with these days.

But Chu Zizhou was not very interested in chickens, ducks and geese.

Of course, as a rural captain or a person who will soon be renamed as village chief, how dare he not be interested in raising chickens, ducks and pigs?

Is that about eating farts?

Of course he didn't dare to say it. Besides, Gu Huaian took the lead on this and it had to be executed well.

Thinking of this, Chu Zizhou felt that it was impossible for him to leave Erdaohe, and he wouldn't feel at ease leaving it to others.

Even so, Chu Zizhou also knew that it would take some time before he could see the money.

So, knitting straw hats is great.

Chu Zizhou and Lao Songtou started chatting. They didn’t talk about how to edit. They only talked about how many can be made in a day, whether the raw materials should be processed separately, and how many people in the village can...

Old Songtou was happy, he now had a place to use.

He told Chu Zizhou everything he knew, without hiding anything.

Which grass is suitable for weaving, how to treat aquatic grass, and how to shape it.

Chu Zizhou told Lao Songtou that he was going to contact his friends in Beidu to find out the situation, so he left happily.

Song Yunuan smiled.

I heard my grandma complain that there have been a lot of people borrowing money these days, and there are also a lot of jealous people.

But I had to borrow it, because Mrs. Song had borrowed it from others before.

Folks from the countryside cannot turn against others just because they have some money.

In just the past few days, I have lent out more than thirty pieces.

Mrs. Song did not dare to reveal her wealth. She only said that she had a lot of capital and was contacted by friends in the county. At that time, the capital was given to others.

As for which friend, I won’t say.

But even so, the old Song family became a wealthy family.

Therefore, what is needed now is common prosperity.

It was only the 1980s, and Song Yunuan didn't want her family to be too conspicuous.

So, just roll them all up.
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Chu Zizhou is also a resolute person. He contacted his friends in Beidu that day. When they heard that they were going to sell straw hats, they all burst into laughter. It was ridiculous, but they patted their chests and promised that they would be able to sell them no matter how much they were. go.

Chu Zizhou held a meeting here to inform the villagers that the remaining labor force should take action to weave straw hats on a family basis, and the brigade headquarters will purchase them uniformly. As long as the products are qualified, the purchase price will be 80 cents each, and the size and quality requirements of the straw hats , the brigade headquarters has ready-made samples, follow the samples. Of course, if you feel that the purchase price is unreasonable, you can also go out and sell them yourself.

As soon as these words came out, the entire Erdao River boiled.

I also went out to sell it myself, but I didn’t have the idea.

Not at all.

It's just that there are still many people who don't know how to do it. They are so anxious that they almost cry. It doesn't matter. Chu Zizhou invited a few skilled people such as Lao Songtou and Lao Litou to teach at the brigade headquarters. They were given a one-yuan subsidy per day. , this brigade is dispatched.

In an instant, the entire Erdaohe became busy.

When Gu Huaian came to Erdaohe to hand out the bonus to Song Yunuan, he found that the whole village was in full swing.

And Song Yunuan happened to be at home.

She learned from Sister Zhao that although there is no clear rule that it is okay for the time being, there is no clear rule that says it is not allowed.

Everything is still being tested. As long as it is good, beneficial and good for the people, it should be fine.

So, the Song family started to get busy. The cutting fabrics are divided into three types according to the standard, and there is no SML. They are large, medium and small. People can see it clearly and the classification is easy to distinguish.

This time we are preparing to make a batch and put it on the market.

You don’t have to set up a stall in a department store, you can go to other places.

But the premise is to make the finished product well and let everyone gradually get used to it. Only slowly will the finished product begin to occupy the market.

Back to Gu Huaian, he asked Song Yunuan to go to the brigade headquarters.

At this time, there were only him and Song Yunuan in the brigade headquarters.

Gu Huaian was sitting on the chair. No one had arrived, but his thoughts came to him: "Ah, the little brother is finally here." 】

It's not that I'm too anxious, I just want to know how much bonus I can give her.

When I came in, I looked around, but I didn't see the briefcase or the bundles of banknotes on the desk.

She looked at Gu Huaian who was sitting there. His big watery eyes were blinking. Gu Huaian seemed to have empty hands.

[Hey, where is the money, little brother, is it in your pocket? 】

As if by magic, Gu Huaian took out a bundle of ten-dollar bills.

He actually gave me a thousand yuan.

So many.

Song Yunuan immediately walked over with a smile on her face, stood opposite Gu Huaian, and asked, "Is this the bonus?"

Gu Huaian nodded and took out a piece of paper and a pen: "Write me a receipt."

Song Yunuan took the paper and pen, which was the proper procedure.

She glanced at Gu Huaian, thought for a moment, and said directly: "Professor Gu, can I ask you a question?"

Gu Huaian said calmly: "Yes, just ask."

"Are you just along for the ride or on purpose?"

After he finished speaking, he stared at Gu Huaian, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, looking very sincere.

Gu Huaian also asked her: "What about dropping by, and what about going on a special trip?"

[If it's by the way, I don't want to think about it, but if it's on purpose, I'm curious, what are your intentions for me? 】

You old man?

Gu Huaian glanced at Song Yunuan with a half-smile, "Why don't you speak?"

Song Yunuan's expression was extremely sincere: "If you want to be specific, I'm very touched. You are such a good person. I would also like to thank you if you stop by. Thank you!"

Gu Huaian raised his eyebrows: "You're welcome."

Then someone stood up and said to Song Yunuan, "Where's the receipt? Why haven't you written it yet?"

Song Yunuan glanced at Gu Huai'an who seemed to be about to go out, and asked with a smile: "Where will the next meeting be?"

Gu Huaian's eyes darkened, and his voice was a little hoarse: "I haven't said goodbye this time, but you are looking forward to meeting again next time?"

Song Yunuan was not shy at all: "There is no way, who made us destined."

Gu Huaian walked over and lowered his eyes to look at the words written by Song Yunuan.

The writing is beautiful, but it seems to have an indescribable flavor.

It seems that the words are like the people.

The two were so close that their breaths seemed to be intertwined for a moment.

Song Yunuan raised her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, a little slyly: "Professor Gu, you are so close to me, I can't even write nervous words. Oops, how did you write the receipt..."

Gu Huaian looked at Song Yunuan amusedly, "Are you the only one who gets nervous sometimes? That's really rare!"