The First Order

"Filled or empty?" Ren Xiaosu frowned: "We are facing the food shortage problem first, so we have no time to think about these problems."

Wang Yuexi said: "So I stopped Miss Zhou, not to say that these potatoes should be thrown away, but I hope that the commander-in-chief will order them to sell them at a fair price to stabilize the market, and don't give them to the barrier residents free of charge. Not everyone is so ambitious. When they find that they can live without any effort, many people will be completely decadent. "

Ren Xiaosu thought for a while and said, "If it is me, if I don't have to worry about food and clothing every day, then I can do something more meaningful."

"Young Master, you are you, there are always some people in this society who are easy to be decadent," Wang Yuexi said seriously: "Why are there beggars in this barrier? Why are you still in this era of suffering? There are some young people at home waiting for their parents to work to support them? There are not many people who are really strenuous and self-controlling. Some people play cards and mahjong overnight. The reason why they can get up and leave the table is that they still need to survive and need to work. If they can continue to sit at the poker table without doing anything, then they are really useless. It ’s good to play all the time, but maybe it ’s good to play for one month and two months, what about one year and two years? ”

Wang Yuexi continued: "Maybe I can jokingly say that as long as you do n’t let me work, I can continue to be happy, but is this really the case? No. Young handsome, I just hope that these potatoes can be sold at a fair price. Stabilizing prices does not mean that Miss Zhou ’s efforts are worthless. Moreover, setting a threshold of relief in times of crisis is what it should be. ”

Ren Xiaosu nodded: "Well, then do as you say."

Not to discuss whether Wang Yuexi ’s thinking is correct, not to discuss long-term and short-term considerations, the other party can block Zhou Yingxue, the black man of the black market owl and the young handsome, for his own ideas, which is itself a principled and courageous. people.

And the other party is not extreme, just asking for the sale of potatoes at a fair price, Ren Xiaosu has no reason to refuse.

He also agreed with Wang Yuexi's statement about setting relief thresholds. He had read a book before that said that a long time ago, some people distributed rice for relief to the victims, and would mix some sand into it. Was it intentionally disgusting the victims? no. Really hungry panic victims do n’t even care if there is sand in them. On the contrary, some people who are not too hungry see the sand and do n’t take advantage of it.

Recently, Ren Xiaosu also learned a story about Wang Yuexi, who is very interesting.

Nowadays, the immigrant population of Barrier No. 144 is large, and some of them are refugees and poor people from the Central Plains. As a result, many people have no money to buy houses, rent houses, and eventually sleep on the streets.

Then the policy research office led by Wang Yuexi developed a relief project, which was to build a batch of low-cost houses for rent to those refugees.

However, Wang Yuexi specifically requested that when implementing this project, the rented house does not have a separate toilet, it must be a toilet shared by more than a dozen households, and it must also be squatting.

At the beginning, many people in the barriers scolded Wang Yuexi, saying that Wang Yuexi was really not a thing.

Later, it was discovered that those who scolded Wang Yuexi wanted to take advantage of themselves. They did not necessarily need a house themselves, but wanted to occupy the rented house with financial subsidies.

At this time, the advantages of setting up a public toilet or not having a separate toilet come, because it is good for people who are already sleeping on the street to have a place to live. How can it be said that the toilet is public or independent?

As far as matters are concerned, Wang Yuexi does have his own means of governance.

At this time, Wang Yuexi continued to Ren Xiaosu: "Yes, I still have one thing to ask the young master, I hope that Miss Zhou can grow potatoes and winter melons here, don't grow too much, and it must be kept secret."

"Why?" Ren Xiaosu asked with a smile.

"Miss Zhou's means is our bottom card," Wang Yuexi explained: "These potatoes can make the Northwest starve to death, but if we plant a large area, let everyone think that Northwest will not need to plant more land in the future. It was a disaster. Maybe for the past few decades, Miss Zhou would not have any accidents, but what if Miss Zhou was gone one day? "

Zhou Yingxue whispered in a low voice: "Why is this still cursing people, saying who will be gone someday."

She was extremely honest in front of Ren Xiaosu, and even refuted Wang Yuexi's words, she didn't dare to be particularly loud, but Zhou Yingxue is after all the master of the black market in northwestern China.

But Wang Yuexi did not flinch, but continued to ask: "Young handsome, if it is even more unpleasant to say, if all rely on Zhou Zhou to provide food, what if she went to Wang one day? It ’s just a hypothesis, but who can guarantee it in the future? By then, the lives of all the people in the northwest will be in the hands of Miss Zhou. Is this a handsome young man you would like to see? "

Ren Xiaosu said with a smile: "Are you worried about Zhou Yingxue betraying Northwest?"

Zhou Yingxue said on the side: "How could I betray my old man ?!"

"Young Master, you should understand what I mean," Wang Yuexi continued to insist: "When you told Wang Fugui that Yunsu could not intervene in the lifeline of the Northwest economy, you were also worried that you might be gone one day and Yunsu would become new. The consortium, is n’t it? Young handsome, there will always be a day when you, me, and Miss Zhou will leave here. So now that we want to thrive in the northwest, we must find the most suitable survival mode and system for it, and Not to find a savior. "

In fact, Zhou Yingxue won't betray Ren Xiaosu with great probability, but everyone will die old and sick. If Zhou Yingxue died one day, at least the potato shooter is absolutely not close to anyone.

The potato shooter became a humble crop in the hands of Ren Xiaosu and Zhou Yingxue, but if outsiders approached it privately, it would also regain its dignity ...

By then, there are probably not many people in this world who can get potatoes from a large field of potato shooters.

Ren Xiaosu smiled and said: "It makes sense, just do what you say, Zhou Yingxue, don't embarrass him, you must come in accordance with the regulations of the barriers, and hand over the potatoes you brought to the barriers."

At this moment, Wang Yuexi was relieved. To be honest, he just assumed that Zhou Yingxue would betray the northwest. He was really worried that Ren Xiaosu and Zhou Yingxue were furious.

But he thinks his suggestion is not wrong, and what he said is not wrong.

"Thank you, Young Master for understanding my hardship," Wang Yuexi said.

Ren Xiaosu patted him on the shoulder: "Thank you, I should thank you. There is a person like Director Wang in the northwest, so it should be prosperous."