The happiness of rebirth is knocking on the door

Chapter 20

It is said that Li Xiaohong persuaded her family not to eat more lard, but Zhang Meiying didn't realize that it was a big deal, so Li Xiaohong couldn't help being a little anxious, so she couldn't help raising her voice.

"Mom, don't believe me, this is what the experts in the newspaper said. Like a kettle, you can't see that there will be something stuck on the bottom of the kettle once or twice, but after a long time, the scale will not The more it accumulates, the thicker it gets. And our blood vessels are so thin and inside the body, we can’t see what’s inside the blood vessels.
Under what circumstances, people often don't know they are sick until they are in poor health, but it will be too late by then. "

It was Li Zhijun who nodded thoughtfully: "Daughter is right. I used to have a commander in the army who was always very strong. It is said that he just likes to eat fatty pork. He wants a big bowl of braised pork every day, and he also uses it for cooking. Lard, it is said that other oils have no taste, and as a result, I was paralyzed in my 50s because of a stroke.”

"Then why don't we eat less?"

"It's okay to eat less, but if you eat so much lard during the Spring Festival, you won't dare to eat it for a few months."

"What do you think this is? It turns out that you are so poor that you can't eat enough, let alone eat meat. In the past few years, life has become better, your income has increased, and your salary has also increased, so you want to eat something good. Yes. Especially during the Chinese New Year, thinking about keeping half of the pigs raised by the family and selling the other half, so that the family can eat well, but they dare not eat any more.” Zhang Meiying complained.

"It would be too much to call too much." Li Zhijun said with a smile.

"Xiaohong, did the experts say anything else?"

"It's just that men are more likely to get this disease than women, so generally we don't have a big problem, so my dad should pay attention to it. Dad, you must remember to eat less lard and smoke less. You think, every day Every time you swipe a cigarette, there will be a thick layer of e-liquid on it, and don’t all smokers suck that stuff into their bodies?”

"Then your father is too pitiful. I was thinking of going to the place in the city that sells lard and buying some for him."

"What's so pitiful about eating less than two pieces of meat. I eat much more delicious food outside than you. Listen to my daughter, let's eat less oil."

"Also smoke less."

"It's okay, I only smoke two cigarettes when I'm socializing." Li Zhijun replied.

Alas?Why is something different? I remember in my previous life, my father had to smoke at least two packs of cigarettes a day, and his fingers turned yellow from the smoke.

However, whatever the reason he was smoking less, it was a good thing.

Li Xiaolu blinked and looked at everyone. She didn't understand what they were talking about. She only knew that Dad couldn't eat more meat. Mom was pitying Dad, so she immediately said, "Papa is not pitiful. Lulu has meat for Dad to eat."

"Oh, my good girl, then Dad is waiting for you to buy meat for Dad." As he said, he rubbed Li Xiaolu's hair with his big hands.

In other words, the younger daughter is sweet-mouthed, but the older daughter is much more stubborn.However, both are good boys.

"By the way, Dad, why don't you transfer back to the food station in our town? Isn't it more convenient to be closer to home?"

"If you say transfer, transfer, how can it be so easy, your father is the director of the department over there, and the staff here is full, if they don't transfer away, how can your father transfer back?"

"Dad, I also read in the newspaper that the country's unified grain purchase and marketing regulations have been cancelled. Will that affect you?"

Anyway, everyone in the family knows that Li Xiaohong loves to read newspapers. She understands everything from state affairs to folk remedies, and her thinking is clear. Unlike ordinary children, they treat her like an adult.

"How can there be no impact? It turns out that the food is bought and sold by our grain store. Once the policy was released in the past two years, people are more willing to buy food from outside, because they have more varieties and are fresher than ours. Although our wages are now It has risen, but with the change of this policy, I think we will not do well in the future.”

Dad has a good vision, and he has a sense of urgency so early. Facts have proved that Dad's worries are not superfluous.

In 1985, the state abolished the unified marketing and purchase of grain, and private grain trading began to rise.

For a number of reasons, public institutions are far less competitive than private ones in this respect. In 1993, food stamps were officially abolished, and everyone was no longer restricted by food stamps. Small stores selling grain bloomed everywhere, and the business of grain stores in various places was bleak and precarious.

Later, it was actually disbanded. Many grain stores in the city even sold their land. The grain institutions that had maintained the country for decades disappeared in the eyes of everyone.This is better, Dad is well-informed, and with this awareness, it is easier to convince him.

Speaking of which, in order to live a good life in the future, at this stage, it is impossible to make small troubles on your own, and you still have to rely on the struggle of your parents.

"Dad, other people have their advantages in selling grain, and your grain has all the advantages of grain. You are a state institution, and you have a higher reputation in the eyes of everyone, so you are naturally more attractive. If you process the grain you want to sell in advance and sell it , there is no problem of staleness, you have a lot of food stored, and it is difficult for private individuals to compare in this regard."

In fact, no matter which industry, unless the raw material is exclusively produced, the most profitable will never be the raw material provider, but the owner who processes and packages the product before launching it.

Moreover, if a brand is formed and promoted, its intangible value is even more inestimable.However, it's useless to think so much at this time. Dad and the others can roughly process the grain.Although it can't make a lot of money, because it is closely related to everyone and every family, there is no need to worry about its sales.

"Gan Luo Twelve is the prime minister, so my daughter is not bad." Li Zhijun smiled heartily.

He has a bright personality, likes to make friends, and his thinking is more active than ordinary people. It turned out that he did not expect that now the state encourages private sales. Hearing what his daughter said, he didn't know that the door of a new world was opening to him.

He said enthusiastically: "Our taste here is biased towards the north. Everyone loves to eat noodles. We can start by developing noodles."

This coincided with what Li Xiaohong thought.This is the simplest but most applicable idea now.

Until more than 20 years later, wet noodles and dried noodles still have a place in supermarkets, so this can be regarded as a long-term business.

If possible, Li Xiaohong would prefer that her father do it privately, because if the public company is involved, it's okay to say that the business can't be done, and there will definitely be troubles after the business is booming.But thinking about it, it is impossible to persuade Dad to do it alone. The work of the food station is still very popular at this time. Dad has always been proud of it, and his family has always been envied by the people around him.

That is, which of the relatives has not received assistance from their own family?A small part of my mother's good popularity among relatives is because of her good personality and enthusiasm for others, and a large part of it also comes from this.Not to mention, in the eyes of parents, the grain store is a golden rice bowl.And what parents expect for themselves and their younger sister is to go to school well, have a solid job when they grow up, and no longer have to suffer in the countryside.

Combining all kinds of reasons, whether it's Dad's personal wishes or the influence of the people around him, it's impossible for Dad to do business professionally at this time. Li Xiaohong just kept this thought in his heart and didn't bother to talk about it.

"It used to be criticizing Lin and Confucius, but now it's no problem?" Zhang Meiying asked worriedly.

"It doesn't matter. The country is now encouraging economic development, and the most important fields have been contracted. Are you afraid of other things? I think the policy is different now. Besides, we are a public company, and we are also engaged in grain trading. It will be fine. Hong her Mom, don't worry!" Li Zhijun said vigorously.

Dad is really courageous and dares to do it.Otherwise, he wouldn't have found a way out for himself when he secretly picked up a car to join the army when he was a teenager and couldn't get enough to eat.I don't know how he passed the review when he was short-sighted.It will not be implicated after guaranteeing loans for others.On the one hand, he has a lot of friends, is willing to help others, and is loyal to others. On the other hand, he is also imprudent, trusting others too much, and careless.

In any case, it's a good thing that Dad is very motivated now.Maybe every man has a career dream in his heart, but he just opened a door for his father.

"Actually, it's very good to make dried noodles. Last time, the dried noodles brought back by our second brother during the Chinese New Year are thin and thread-like. They are delicious when they are served with vegetables."

Zhang Meiying also offered her own opinion: "Nowadays, I eat noodles every day, but I roll them by myself. When the farming is busy, I don't want to take the time to make this kind of labor-intensive meal. Basically, I steam a big pot. steamed buns, and then make some rice porridge. It is conceivable that if some noodles come out and can be put in, those women who also have to work in the fields will be more happy and relaxed. Who would want to go to the farm after exhausting farm work Trouble?"

"That's right. At first, let's focus on the villages. We can exchange our own grain for dried noodles. This way, more people will exchange them. On the other hand, we will focus on the cities and produce some more standard and fine dried noodles."

"I love tomato and egg noodles." Li Xiaolu saw everyone's heated discussions, and he was not to be outdone.

"It's okay, we can eat whatever Lulu wants, okay?" Li Zhijun was so happy that he lifted his little daughter up and over his head one after another, causing Li Xiaolu to scream excitedly.

"In addition to egg noodles, you can also make many other flavors, such as sweet potato noodles, mung bean noodles, vegetable noodles, etc."

Li Xiaohong thought about the dried noodles in supermarkets in the future, and offered her own advice, "And Dad, people in the city like to be clean. If you want to make food, you must be strict in terms of hygiene, otherwise if others find out, it will affect the whole business."

While everyone was talking, Li Xiaohong took a pen, wrote down everything, and handed it to Li Zhijun.

Li Zhijun put Li Xiaolu down and took a look at it. The neat and beautiful lowercase letters are pleasing to the eye. He couldn't help saying: "Okay, my daughter's handwriting is good, better than your father's."

"It's called the Yangtze River where the waves behind push the waves ahead, and one generation is stronger than the next." Li Xiaohong said with a grimace, which caused several people to laugh.

"You girl, you are used to making trouble." Zhang Meiying scolded.

It's not easy. I finally pushed this idea to my father, and attracted my father's interest in doing something. This is really a big step for my family.

As soon as the family finished talking, someone called outside: "Old Zhang, Lao Zhang! Are you at home?" "Yes, come in!"

"What's the matter with your family? I heard a burst of laughter outside." Following the words, Uncle Wang from the village walked into the yard.

He is not tall, lean and lean, and he is an old chess friend of Dad.

"I want noodles." Li Xiaolu interjected.

"Is it so happy to eat noodles? Your father didn't let you eat meat when he came back? It's too picky. Go, go with uncle, uncle will take you to eat meat, okay?"

Li Xiaolu lowered his head, as if he was thinking about whether to go with someone to eat meat, then twisted in his mother's arms, turned his head to one side, and gave Uncle Wang a slap on the back of the head: "No!"

"Haha! Your family Lulu was tricked and you can't leave. Lao Zhang, take a break at noon, let's come and fight a game?"

"I can't do it today. This time I asked for leave and came back. I have to go back to the grain store!"

"In such a hurry? It's a pity. I haven't played chess with anyone for a long time. Playing with others is not as interesting as playing with you."

Hehe, Li Xiaohong was laughing on the sidelines, both of them were stinky chess baskets, they were evenly matched, evenly matched.But she thought playing chess was too boring, so she always watched it for a while and stopped watching it.

"Next time, next time I come back, let's play a few rounds."

"Then hurry up!" Uncle Wang said eagerly.

"no problem."

After Li Zhijun finished speaking, he rolled out his Phoenix bicycle and let out a series of bicycle bells.Several people watched him ride away from the side of the road.

(End of this chapter)