The Pentium Era - South to North

They ate until more than three o'clock before closing the table. Zhang Xiangbei, Gu Gong and the others said goodbye to Lao Bao, the butcher and the others, and agreed on a time for the cold chain truck to arrive the next day.

After the pig-killer got up at dawn, there were still two pigs to kill at Lao Bao's house. Their master and apprentice stayed at Lao Bao's house at night. Other neighbors, relatives and friends also dispersed. Many people had to walk around with flashlights. After an hour's mountain road, we returned to the top of the mountain and to the old village of Baojiawu.

The three of them set off. The frost and dew outside became heavier. After a while, a layer of fog formed on the front windshield. Xiao Wu had to open the front defogger. The air outlet whirred very noisily in the car. When people speak, they must shout.

Zhang Xiangbei asked the consultant: "How are the living conditions at Lao Bao's house?"

"It's pretty good in their village, and they can build new houses, but it's still very hard." Lao Bao said, "The main income of the family comes from the wages he and his daughter work in the development zone. Our son is studying in college. But it’s not a good university, just a private one. In fact, it’s useless to get a diploma, and the tuition is extremely expensive, but it’s not enough if you don’t study.”

"That's how it is in the countryside. I think universities are so great. As long as my son gets into university, I have to sell iron to support him. I don't know that this kind of university will still go to a factory to work after graduation. In fact, it is better to go to work directly. I think Even high school was for nothing.”

Xiao Wu also came from the countryside, and he is relatively familiar with the countryside, he shouted.

"Yes, Xiao Wu is right, but let me tell you, in this society, if there is any class that still has a little respect for reading and scholars, it is the farmers. The concept passed down from generation to generation is that reading It is better than farming. Every farmer hopes that his children can study, and no farmer wants his children to continue to be farmers." Gu Gong said.

Zhang Xiangbei nodded, feeling that what Gu Gong said made sense. He thought of Liu Dehua. In their family, they could live a rich and decent life at home without going out, but whether it was his parents or himself, I think I should go out and study and work. Only idiots with no skills would stay at home and grow vegetables.

"I understand, no wonder they all call you Teacher Gu." Zhang Xiangbei said.

Gu Gong laughed loudly and said: "It's true that teachers are really respectful when they come out of their mouths. Don't tell me that in rural areas, people in their fifties and sixties will only see their teachers being respectful." Be respectful, unlike in the city, where only good teachers will be remembered by the students. Most teachers are just assholes, and the word "teacher" has almost become a curse word."

"That's also the teacher today. He doesn't look like a teacher, and he's just messing around." Xiao Wu said.

Gu Gong nodded and felt that Xiao Wu's words were not unreasonable. Whatever you do is the same as being a human being. You have to have self-respect and others will respect you. If you yourself are very dismissive of the teaching profession, how can you expect others to respect you? respect you?

The car continued to drive forward, and when it almost reached the highway entrance, the frost and dew outside seemed not to be so heavy anymore. Xiaowu turned off the front defogger, and the car suddenly became quiet. The three people all felt that their ears were clear. Zhang Xiang Bei and Gu Gong continued to chat, and the topic returned to Lao Bao.

Gu Gong said: "Actually, there is no use for Lao Bao to build such a big house. If my son does well in life, he will not come back. If he can't live in life, it will be useless to give him a house. This place is not in the suburbs. Houses in the suburbs can also be rented out to earn rent. No one rents the houses in this place. No matter how big the house is, most of it will be empty in the end.

“Think about it, Lao Bao and his daughter usually don’t even come back. In such a big house, only his wife and mother live.

"When Lao Bao was preparing to build this house, he called me and I told him, you might as well buy a house in Pujiang County. You two, father and daughter, would no longer have to live in the dormitory of the factory. At that time, The houses in Pujiang County were only more than 3,000, but now they cost tens of thousands.

"In the end, I didn't listen, and now I regret it. After building the house, I still owed debt. Even my son didn't care about the finished house. If I had bought a house in Pujiang County, now I can make hundreds of thousands by selling it. , I earned enough money to build a house back home.”

"Is Lao Bao still in debt? Can't he rely on the mountain to support him?" Zhang Xiangbei asked.

"The mountains here are useless. They are full of masson pine trees, and masson pine trees are worthless." Before Gu Gong could say anything, Xiao Wu spoke up: "It doesn't count the formalities to cut down the trees. The money from selling the trees is... It’s not enough to pay the helpers, and now mountains like this in the countryside are almost turning into barren hills, with no one taking care of them at all.”

"Yes, that's what Xiao Wu said. If there are torreya trees, chestnut trees, and pecan trees on the mountains, it can also increase income. This kind of masson pine used to be used as firewood or used in factories to make packaging boxes. Now I don’t even look at the factory’s packaging boxes, they all use five or nine centimeters boards instead of pine wood.”

Gu Gong said that Zhang Xiangbei remembered that when he was a child, he saw beer boxes made of pine strips. Now even beer boxes are made of cardboard.

"The rural areas here are still very miserable. The villagers are poor and the villagers are also miserable. The same rural areas, like the farmers in the suburbs, have made a fortune by renting out their houses and demolishing them. The village still gets dividends every year, and they live a very prosperous life. Every day Play mahjong, prick your concubine's head, but there is no fart here.

"Like Lao Bao and his wife, they just raise a few pigs and chickens at home to supplement the household income," Gu Gong said.

"What's the use of relying on this? A pig only sells for a thousand yuan, and how much does a chicken cost?" Zhang Xiangbei said.

Gu Gong smiled and said, "It's better than nothing. What else would we do? We do grow some vegetables in the private plot behind the house, but half of it is eaten by humans and half by pigs."

"Giving vegetables to pigs?" Zhang Xiangbei was surprised. The pig's treatment was too high.

"That's better than throwing it away and letting it rot." Gu Gong said, "There are usually not many people in the village, they are all old men and women, and every family has their own land. How much vegetables can they eat? Vegetables grow in the ground. But if you don’t wait for others, they will rot in the ground.”

"Can't sell it?" Zhang Xiangbei asked.

"Who should I sell it to? You can pick it up and sell it in the town. Firstly, the quantity is not that big. It's just some vegetables from your own land. As much as you can have, it's not enough. You can only carry a basket and sell it. Just a few vegetables and sell them. It’s not enough for the fare.” Gu Gong said and sighed: “The vegetables are all good, pollution-free organic vegetables, but it’s a pity that they grow in the wrong place.”

Zhang Xiangbei was silent. He thought of the places where he went to Yongcheng to harvest rice. Those places were similar to here, but there were more fields than here. But what is the use of having more fields? Farming is not profitable. One acre of land The income is not enough for city people to have a meal in a hotel.

"Let's help them." Zhang Xiangbei said.

"How can we help? We are here to collect pigs. A pound of pork is already one yuan more than other people's. People in this village are very happy. Besides, what else can we help?" Gu Gong said.

Yeah, how else can we help? How to help? Zhang Xiangbei sighed secretly. He remembered that he wanted to help the farmers when he started this "fresh home delivery". When he was talking to Xiaofang that day, he also mentioned it, but during this period, he was kept being ignored. There are a lot of things that I have to worry about and I am busy thinking about how to make "Zhai Xian Delivery" survive.

Only if "Zhai Xianshui" can survive and develop can you have the ability to help others. Now it seems that the survival of "Zhai Xianshui" is not a big problem. It is time for you to consider this matter.

The situation here, including the situation in more rural areas, is the reality. How to help them is the problem. Buying meat costs one yuan, which can help a little, but not a big one. What’s more, if you sell it yourself There is also a ceiling for the purchase price. It is impossible for me to raise the purchase price all the time. That would not be help, but charity.

If you have to rely on charity, let alone one company, even if you have ten or a hundred companies going bankrupt, they won't be able to give you charity.

How can I help? This is a problem. Zhang Xiangbei feels that this problem is just like the problem of solving the last mile problem of "home delivery". There must be a way, but this method has not been found yet.

When Zhang Xiangbei and the others returned to Hangzhou, it was already dark. However, winter mornings and evenings are exactly the opposite. In the evenings, it gets dark very quickly. As soon as you turn around, it gets dark. In the early morning, it gets dark. But it lit up very slowly, as if I was sleeping in. It was always dim and refused to get up.

The three of them did not go home, but went directly to the company. They wanted to take a nap in the office before it was time to go to work. Besides, their company was still busy at this time, and the last batch of unit delivery trucks had not yet arrived. Drive away, and community delivery starts at midnight and continues until after nine o'clock.

Zhang Xiangbei got out of the car, put his palm in front of his mouth, took a few breaths, and sniffed his nose. It seemed that there was no smell of alcohol anymore. He still took out the gum, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and then walked to the workshop to take a look. .

After walking around the workshop, Zhang Xiangbei returned to his office upstairs. After washing, he was still not sleepy. He looked at the time and saw that Xiang Nan would have to get up in more than half an hour. Zhang Xiangbei decided to wait until Xiang Nan got up.

He sat down on the sofa, turned on his mobile phone, and then clicked on their company's WeChat group. In this group, there were all people at or above the general manager level of their company's branch.

As soon as Zhang Xiangbei entered, he saw Xiang Yiyun shouting inside:

"Is there anyone else who can move? Come out."

Zhang Xiangbei asked: "What are you doing?"

Xiang Yiyun giggled and said: "I got up too early, I'm bored, just ask."

"Boring." Zhang Xiangbei scolded, "People who are working don't have time to talk to you. People who are not working have not gotten up yet. What are you yelling at?"

"What about you, Mr. Zhang?" Xiang Yiyun asked, "The former or the latter?"

"I just came back from overseas and just arrived at the office." Zhang Xiangbei said.

Immediately, Xiang Evian requested the video. Zhang Xiangbei accepted and asked: "What's wrong?"

"Talk about work, I originally wanted to call you later, but since you're here now, that's just right."

Xiang Yiyun and Zhang Xiangbei said that she told Zhang Xiangbei that there were two farms, one wanted to sell to them, and the other wanted to form a partnership with them.

"I have visited these two farms, and they are both ideal. One is in Wuzhong, and the other is in Zhongwei. If we take them to our company, we will be outside Shizuizi, in these two places. , and now we have our own base, it will be much more convenient to expand to surrounding family farms." Xiang Yiyun and Zhang Xiangbei said.

Zhang Xiangbei also thinks Xiang Evian's idea is a good one. As their daily delivery volume continues to increase, the stability of the supply side has become an issue that they must pay attention to.

"Mr. Zhang, when can you come?" Xiang Yiyun asked.

Zhang Xiangbei checked the flight on the computer and said to Xiang Yiyun: "President Wu and I are leaving now. We can arrive in Yinchuan at noon. Come and pick us up at the airport."

"Really? That's great. I'll contact them right away. Can we go to Wuzhong first tomorrow and Zhongwei the day after tomorrow?" Xiang Yiyun asked.

Zhang Xiangbei said yes.

Zhang Xiangbei put down his cell phone, picked up the phone on the table, called Xiao Wu, and said to him: "Master, get ready. We will leave in ten minutes. Let's go to sleep on the plane and go to Ningxia."

"No need to prepare, let's go. My suitcase is still in the office and has not been opened yet." Xiao Wu said.

Xiao Wu just came back from Chengdu yesterday and went to Baojiawu with them. Chengdu, Chongqing and Wuhan are the cities they want to develop after the Spring Festival.

Zhang Xiangbei opened the cabinet, took out his backpack from inside, threw in a few changes of clothes, and took out a down coat and put it on his hand. With the down coat, the coat on his body seemed redundant and He took off his coat and hung it in the cabinet.

Zhang Xiangbei walked out. He planned to go to the airport and call Wu Huan and Xiangnan.

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