Start as a farmer from an ordinary world

Chapter 50
Of course Wang Manyin knew that Wang Lianshun had good intentions, but it was unnecessary.

Still the same sentence, the big man who is a few feet tall doesn't really have a problem with his hands and feet, so he can't work in the field.

In addition, there is still a consignment point at home.

If you really get some care points for yourself, it will definitely make the members feel dissatisfied, after all, this encroaches on their interests.

People work hard for a year, just waiting for the dividends at the end of the year to subsidize their families.I was lazy all day, and I didn't work for a few days, and I was able to get a lot of money, which was unfair to everyone.

Not to mention other people, even Wang Manyin himself has no face.

Moreover, the commotion was so loud that it might alert the commune to investigate.Regardless of whether there is nothing to do at that time, it does not match Wang Manyin's idea of ​​keeping a low profile.

Anyway, I don't live on work points now, so why bother to be annoying.

Take home a large bowl of stewed radish with rabbit meat, and steam a few steamed buns for lunch.

Speaking of which, from the time of marriage to the present, there has never been a smell of oil in the family.

Especially Wang Manyin, who felt that rabbit meat was just that, not as delicious as pork.

During the meal, he talked about the dividends in the team.

Lan Hua immediately became excited, and hurriedly asked how much she could share.

"Why are you so excited, I've been working for less than a month in total, and it's amazing to be able to share three walnuts and two dates." Wang Manyin couldn't help but shouted.

Even so, Lan Hua kept urging him to go to the production team after dinner.

Don't say it, someone is more active.

The division of labor is the lifeblood of members.This is not true at all.

When Wang Manyin arrived, the barn was already full of people.What they talk about is also about work points and dividends.

How much is a centimeter worth? Before the results were announced, everyone had no idea.

When Wang Lianshun and Wang Fugui, the accountant of the second team, appeared, the breeding room fell silent.One by one, they stared eagerly at the cloth bag in front of the accountant, which contained piles of today's dividends.

On the contrary, Wang Lianshun slammed his mouth: "Usually, I go to work in a meeting, one by one dawdles, and there is a lot of excrement. Today's dividends came earlier than me. Our production team's work points for this year have been totaled, and each work point is divided into four and three." centi..."

Well, after hearing this, Wang Manyin knew that he had overestimated before.

Now his family can't even get seven yuan in dividends.

Calculated, an adult laborer earns 3600 work points for a full year of work, and can only get more than 150 work points.

And this is only the amount of money on the books, and the food and other things distributed in summer and autumn have to be deducted.If a family has too little labor, it will eventually owe money to the team.

Then, Wang Fugui began to read names one by one, announcing the income and expenditure of each family.

The one with the highest dividends is Mr. Wang Fu's family. He has two and a half children, including his own three labors.After a year of busy work, I can get more than 100 yuan, which is a well-off household.

Hearing this number, many people cast envious eyes.

The rest of the family has dozens of yuan in dividends, and there are more than ten yuan in dividends.

Wang Manyin's calculations were not bad, he only got six yuan and five yuan, and he was ranked in the middle of the production team.

During the whole process, Wang Qiusheng kept his head down and smoked dry cigarettes.His family overruns every year and sold a pig this year. Originally, he thought it would be easier.

It turned out that the money from selling the pigs was exactly worth the amount owed this year.

It's like working hard for a year without earning a penny.Not only his family, but also many families with many children.

But after all, with the dividends, Wang Manyin's consignment point became prosperous again.

Even cigarettes, which are usually difficult to sell, are ushering in a wave of sales peaks.

At most, five boxes were sold a day, all of which were bought by educated youths from three nearby villages.

As for the cigarette tickets in their hands, they were naturally obtained from farmers.At the end of the year, the supply and marketing cooperatives distributed a lot of tickets, including cigarette tickets, sugar tickets, soap tickets, etc., according to the unified collection and purchase tasks completed by each village.

The production teams divided up these tickets while taking advantage of the dividends.

Although the cheapest cigarettes sold on a consignment basis cost only a few cents, most farmers are still reluctant to buy them.For them, smoking their own dry tobacco is still enjoyable.

Therefore, for farmers, cigarette tickets are useless, and it is a waste to put them in their hands, and they are basically begged by educated youths.

To say that these educated youths are definitely high-quality customers, half of the turnover of the agency sales point recently was contributed by them.

As for where the ticket in the opponent's hand came from, Wang Manyin didn't intend to go into it.

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But in more than half a month, the family has saved two more baskets of eggs.

It happened that some products at the consignment point were running out, and they urgently needed replenishment years ago.

Wang Manyin asked Lan Hua to keep the house as a housekeeper, and after breakfast, he carried the thorn basket and walked straight to the supply and marketing cooperative through the snow.

Although Lanhua is illiterate, she does her accounts well.

Seeing that she has not made any mistakes in buying and selling things in the past few days, Wang Manyin is also relieved to hand over the power of consignment sales to Lanhua.

In addition, he is also planning to teach the other party literacy in the next step, and strive to be able to read books and newspapers.

Wang Manyin comes from later generations, so he naturally understands how important knowledge is.

Maybe it is not obvious now, but if you are illiterate in future generations, you will definitely be blind and unable to move an inch in the modern society.

As usual, Wang Manyin caught two pheasants and a big carp from the space as usual.

After slaughtering, he put another pheasant in a thorn basket and covered it with canvas.

When they arrived at the supply and marketing agency, taking advantage of Zhao Tianxi's time to count the eggs, Wang Manyin handed over the frozen pheasant to Liu Qingli, saying that it was a new year's gift for him.

"Okay, Man Yin, your local dog is really good. Get me a pheasant to try sometime, and I will pay you the price of a hen." Zhao Tianxi praised, but he didn't doubt anything.

After all, in the past few days, farmers have been coming to the supply and marketing cooperative to sell the game they caught.

"Okay, we'll talk about it when we meet." Wang Manyin echoed casually, turned around and prepared to leave.

In the end, Liu Qingli pulled him aside again.

The other party lowered his voice and said: "Brother Manyin, be careful before the year, especially at night."

"What's going on?" The other party spoke in a confused way, and Wang Manyin even made Monk Zhang Er puzzled.

"When it was snowing a few days ago, something happened to the consignment point in Xiashan Village. Xie Yunfa, who opened the consignment point, was beaten with a sap at night, and tied up and frozen overnight... It was only when other members went shopping in the morning that I found out about it. ..."

I go!

Hearing this, Wang Manyin was also startled.

These days, it is a bit of an exaggeration to say that "the XX struggle can be solved as soon as it is caught."

In particular, the size of the consignment point can be regarded as a collective enterprise, and someone has the audacity to dare to play its idea.

Isn't this lighting a lantern in the toilet - looking for shit (death)?
But I don't need to be afraid, with Rhubarb guarding outside at night, it is impossible for ordinary people to approach the cave quietly.

Then, he asked curiously, "Did you find the thief?"

"I found it. I found it yesterday. It was done by a man from a neighboring village. The family has four children, and the work points they earn are not enough to cover expenses. My mind was twisted. When I was arrested, the whole family was sitting on the Kang and eating canned snacks."

After listening to Liu Qingli's narration, Wang Manyin didn't know what to say.

Hunger and cold steal your heart, in a word, you are still poor.

Walking out of the supply and marketing cooperative, Wang Manyin hid in a place where no one was around, and quickly took out another pheasant and a big carp.

These two things were naturally given to Director Guo's family.

Waiting outside for a few minutes, until the pheasant and carp were frozen hard, he came to the door with a cloth bag.

Ling Wang Manyin did not expect that Director Guo happened to be at home at the moment.

"Man Yin, what are you doing? Every time you come to the door, you bring something. If this happens again, I won't be happy." Guo Chaowang looked at the things in his hand and said with a straight face.

"Director Guo, I caught these from Taiwan with a dog in the snow. It's not worth much. I thought it was almost Chinese New Year, so I gave you some New Year's goods. It's a kindness."

Wang Manyin just listened to what the other party said, and lost if he was serious.

After putting down the New Year's goods and chatting for a while, he bid farewell.

Director Guo refused to let him go, and kept the meal enthusiastically.

Naturally, Wang Manyin would not stay, and only said that he had something to do when he got home.

Seeing that he really wanted to leave, Guo Chaowang asked again: "Manyin, have you got all the New Year's goods at home? It just so happens that the food station has killed a few big fat pigs in the past two days. I'll write you a note, and you can buy them later. A few catties of broken bones, no ticket."

While talking, he picked up the pen and wrote a note.

"Thank you so much, Director." Wang Manyin quickly took it and expressed his gratitude.

Of course he knew that this was a kind of return from others for giving him New Year's goods.

(End of this chapter)