Reborn 1980, Mountains Have Spirits, I Have Fields

Yunlai Village Strawberry Company.

Ever since strawberries and tomatoes entered the harvest season, Zhuo Lin's phone calls have not been interrupted.

Before the Canton Fair, strawberry jam is being produced and packaged from the candy factory, ready to go.However, the candy factory, which has received such a big bonus and continued its blood, never mentioned the matter of restructuring and merging.

If they don't mention it, the company can't force them to restructure.

But because of the joint planting of various villages in the city, the production of strawberries and tomatoes has surged this year.However, the production capacity of the candy factory could not keep up.

There are only two old production lines in the candy factory, which are not standard jam production lines. In the past year, the ketchup and strawberry jam have been unable to keep up.Zhuo Lin once proposed to let them buy several new production lines, second-hand foreign goods are also acceptable.He even determined the price and model, but Secretary Zhao refused because he had no money.

Zhuo Lin also suggested that they borrow money from the bank.Secretary Zhao shook his head again and again: "Manager Zhuo, our factory is only this big, and if we add two production lines, where do you think we should put it? Then we have to expand the factory building. But expanding the factory building still requires money. Are you right?"

Zhuo Lin settled the accounts for them.The two sets of old equipment cost about 40 yuan.Plant expansion of 20, a total of 60.According to their current income, they can borrow money from the bank and pay it off in about ten years.

Secretary Zhao said seriously: "You made money selling strawberry jam last year. But this year's ketchup hasn't sold a single bottle yet. Foreigners don't know whether they like it or not. In case they don't want your product—"

Zhuo Lin stopped talking nonsense and smiled: "You are right. Safety comes first."

Secretary Zhao nodded: "That's not true. Safety comes first."

In order to keep up with the production capacity, Zhuo Lin turned to contact other processing factories that can make jam.

Fortunately, although there are not many candy factories in Fujian, they are all willing to take their jobs.Finally barely caught up with the supply.

Holding back his anger, he reported the situation of the candy factory to Lingmei.

Ling Mei said calmly: "At first I wanted to help the poor, but I didn't expect that people would look down on us."

Zhuo Lin disdained: "This is riding a donkey to find a horse. How can there be such a good thing in the world?"

Ling Mei knocked on the table: "You should buy those two production lines. Since the candy factory is unreliable, we have to build our own factory."

Zhuo Lin frowned and said: "It is indeed the safest to build a factory by yourself. But the problem of the factory site, factory buildings, and employees—"

Ling Mei smiled slightly: "Let the wind out, we're looking for a suitable place."

Zhuo Lin raised his eyebrows, and smiled at Ling Mei with a tacit understanding: "If we want to build a factory, our company doesn't have enough money in the account. I'll find a bank loan."

"Okay. By the way, you can inquire about it. If there is a second-hand production line, even if it is broken and unusable, it doesn't matter. Just treat it as scrap iron, and I want it too."

Zhuo Lin was curious: "What's the use?"

Ling Mei smiled slightly: "The secret must not be leaked." Taking advantage of the fact that computers and chips are not used to control the production line, collecting some scrap iron allows the space to tinker more, and there will not be many such opportunities in the future.

Zhuo Lin once heard someone in the company mention that Ling Mei bought the discarded equipment from Yunyi Garment Factory.I guess she has her uses.

So he nodded and said, "It is true that there are still two production lines with broken mainframes. I'll ask for the price, and if I can collect them as scrap iron, I will bring them back together."

"it is good."

Soon, the news that the Strawberry Company in Yunlai Village wanted to build a comprehensive food processing factory spread throughout the city.Zhuo Lin looked for a suitable venue everywhere.Especially for those small factories that closed down, Zhuo Lin visited almost all of them.

Secretary Zhao of Yutu Candy Factory, who got the news, couldn't sit still.

At this time, Director Yuan had already retired, and the new director had not yet been appointed, so Director Yuan had no choice but to hold on for the time being.Secretary Zhao is now the real leader of the factory.

"Impossible." Secretary Zhao was smoking a cigarette, his heart pounding. "How much does it cost to build a factory? How can they get it?"

"The market in Yunlai Village is so good, it's not difficult to borrow money. I heard that Zhuo Lin has already gone to the bank to apply for a commercial loan. I guess I can borrow 80 to [-] this time."

The old factory manager saw that Secretary Zhao had exhausted his cigarette and didn't notice it, so he smiled and handed him the ashtray: "What are you doing?"

Secretary Zhao twisted the cigarette butt and asked, "Food processing factory. Besides making jam, what else can I do?"

"That's too much." Director Yuan heard a lot of gossip. "Dried fruit, canned fruit, jelly, snacks, anyway, they have money and ability, so they are not afraid of making more troubles."

Secretary Zhao's face was very ugly.

If this factory is really built, won't their candy factory return to its original shape?
"It's too much." Secretary Zhao got angry, "Isn't this trying to force us to death?"

The old factory manager smiled: "Don't be angry. Isn't this a matter of course? Our small factory can't keep up with others. You see, it's too late to make some jam. Mr. Zhuo has to ask other factories for help."

"Isn't that worried that they're going too far and they'll be ruined!" Secretary Zhao was annoyed, "What if we make so much ketchup and can't sell it? What if we merged and went bankrupt before making any money?"

The old factory manager nodded: "You are thinking about it. But now, you don't have to think about it."

Secretary Zhao glared at him and said, "That's okay. Even if they want to open a new factory, they can't ignore our old factory."

The old factory manager dragged his voice: "It's too late—"

Secretary Zhao Huo stood up: "I'll find them!"

The old factory manager hurriedly pulled him: "Don't worry. You, the front shelf is too full, and now you have to think of a roundabout way to get it back."

Secretary Zhao looked at him: "What can you do? Say it!"

The old factory manager chuckled: "I really found out one thing."

A few days later, a group of strange guests came along the path full of wildflowers in Yunlai Village.

The villagers who were busy working in the field were not idle, looking forward to this year's harvest for a while, and discussing Linghai and Zichun's marriage with great interest.This pair of young lovers talked about two words: good match.

Aunt Liu hugged the ground for a long time, got up and moved her body with her waist propped up, suddenly her eyes were wide open, and she looked surprised and shocked: "Foreigner, foreigner——"

A foreigner came to Yunlai Village.

Simon walked on the path in the mountains with great vigor, followed by an assistant and translator, Mayor Kang and several people who looked like cadres.

"The scenery here is so beautiful." Simon couldn't help but praise. "No wonder you can grow the best Zhangji strawberries in Asia—"

"Mr. Simon doesn't know yet, right? Our village developed a new strawberry 'Hongyan' this year." Mayor Kang smiled, "It is bred from two varieties of Zhangji and Xinxiang. The taste is better than Zhangji."

Simon was a little skeptical: could there be a better strawberry than Xianyunzhangji? !
He saw a long row of glass sheds from a distance, he was stunned, and asked, "Is that a warm shed?"

"Yes. The fruit greenhouse in Xianyun Village." Secretary Kang was proud, "It is the most advanced greenhouse controlled by a computer."

Simon blurted out: "Computer control?!"

Computer-controlled greenhouses are rare in the United States, but has this been realized in this remote village in China? !