The old Chinese doctor in the courtyard

Chapter 329

"Old party secretary, this won't work. Wang Qingping won't be allowed to go out to do things unless he keeps talking.

If the grass is thawing before his eyes, let him go outside.

Arrange for reliable people to go over and make sure everything is done. Go this way, then go to the grassland to eat some mutton, and come back alive and kicking. "

For Wang Qingping, Li Shengli also had rules and regulations. Only this man dared to use them to entangle him with false claims about his life.

Otherwise, if he is now asked to go to the city to work, Li Shengli is also afraid of the heir of the old party secretary. He has never suffered a loss since he was a child, and he holds resentment in his heart.

Once he is released, it will cause trouble, and killing him will not help. People are the best thing to control, but they are also the most difficult to predict. Without restraint, Li Shengli would not dare to let Wang Qingping out casually.

"Sure, the younger ones are safer than the older ones.

Victory, my body is getting worse day by day, and I don’t know how long it will take for me to stop? "

Years later, the old party secretary Wang Shengting was busy working without touching the ground. The reason why the old man retired was because of his poor health.

Forced to do the same work as before and after New Year's, the old shopkeeper of Madianji also obviously felt mentally exhausted.

"This is just a good start. It's fair for you to be affected all the time. Don't forget, I'm a Chinese medicine practitioner.

By the time this spring harvest is over and the wheat ears are filling, they will be almost free. I will take care of it for you then.

You have to watch Madianji go up and down without worrying about eating and drinking, right? "

Wang Shengting, the old party secretary, was considered to have made great efforts in his early years. Judging from his complexion, he might not be able to weather the storm.

This is also the reason why Li Shengli had no choice but to use Wang Qingping. Ten years of hard times may be the life limit of the old party secretary. Although traditional Chinese medicine can recuperate and extend life, it cannot cure all diseases.

Wang Shengting's body, to Chinese medicine, is like a piece of rotten wood riddled with holes. No matter how much he is nursed back to health, the vitality that should be lost has already been lost. If he makes up for it less, he will have more leakage. Even if the gods come, they will not be able to do anything. .

"Okay, I'm relying on you, old man.

This time I came here and stayed for a few days before leaving. Everything was ready-made. "

Now Li Shengli has long been the backbone of Wang Shengting. Many things and a lifetime of experience are not as good as the young man's few words. The old branch secretary of Madianji also admires the half-grown man in front of him.

"There's no time!

You quickly have someone pack up the army pots and engineering shovels, and then put five or six sheep on my back, and I'll drive to the mountain village first.

There are five to six hundred people in the mountains over there, just waiting for food and accommodation!

The subsequent tents will be delivered as soon as possible.

Old party secretary, ask those who are coming back if the truck can be driven to Kouwai. If not, let's try it with the indicators from the Bureau of Commerce and Trade.

Use a cart to pull people over, and ride horses or lead cattle when you come back. Before the busy farming season, large animals such as cattle and horses are also a business.

Spring is over, don’t be idle here in Madianji, hurry up and build a carriage..."

When it comes to really doing things, there is no time when you are ready. It is normal to be short of something.

The current general environment is that the supply of materials is tight. Let alone cars and tractors, even the wheels of the carriage are not so easy to obtain.

Fortunately, Li Shengli had connections with Li Huaide of the steel rolling mill, and with Wang Qianjin's army and the Ministry of Armed Forces. Otherwise, using industrial tickets to buy carriage wheels would have killed Wang Shengting, the old branch secretary of Madianji.

Using wooden wheels is not only labor-intensive and time-consuming, but the paths in the fields are bumpy and the axles may break if they don't last a season.

"Ugh……

Things are like this in the village. When you are busy, you are busy to death, and when you are free, you are idle to death.

At the beginning of next month, the commerce and trade bureau promised to give us quotas, and I asked someone to drive over there with drinks.

There are not many old clothes left. You are right. Outside the world, old clothes are much more valuable than wine.

A piece of silk clothing can be exchanged for two or three sheep, but they want blue silk, and we don't have much in our old clothes.

A set of blue silk plackets can be exchanged for ten sheep..."

After sighing for a while, the old branch secretary also made a request. The supply is tight across the board.

Silk is completely a luxury product and the supply is very small, but Li Shengli cannot change this situation.

He doesn't have the final say on the source of goods for selling estimated clothes. Whatever is available is sold. This is the current situation of selling estimated clothes.

However, the reminder from the old branch secretary was timely. The old clothes in the trust store had to be shipped back quickly recently, otherwise there would be no chance.

It's just that the spring harvest right before our eyes is the key. Half a month and tens of thousands of man-hours cannot be wasted in the mountains.

If it ends up making ends meet, it will be inconsistent with Li Shengli's original intention.

After loading more than a dozen iron cauldrons in Madian, some tools, and six freshly slaughtered sheep, Li Shengli and Zhao Mankui hurried to the mountains and villages.

"Shengli, these good things are also available in Wali, right?"

In the car, Zhao Mankui glanced at the good things in the rearview mirror, and he must have been salivating.

"De Xing, ask the people in the district armed forces department about this. Why don't I find some connections for you in the city and see if I can exchange some foreign goods in stock from the armed forces departments in each district.

These things are just junk when they are stored. It is better for us to buy them with money than to rot in the warehouse.

I look at these things every day, and I am afraid that those in the Ministry of Armed Forces will not be able to resist the temptation to resell military supplies and explain their own affairs..."

When telling Zhao Mankui about the inventory of supplies in the Ministry of Armed Forces, Li Shengli had to explain it well, otherwise it would be difficult to handle.

Reselling military supplies and helping to deal with inventory have completely different results for Zhao Mankui. If they get sidetracked, internal troubles can easily occur.

"Well, there are no such things as old and young in the District Armed Forces Department. You are right. Keeping them is the source of trouble. They are all resold by those inconspicuous..."

Zhao Mankui also agreed with Li Shengli's statement that clearing accounts and inventories started in the brigade and commune, and eventually extended to the city.

There are still many loopholes in paper accounting vouchers. There are speculators in the city, and there are also such backers in various units, but the latter are more risky, and you will be shot if you catch them.

"Brother, after you go back, arrange a few carts of grain to go to the mountain village. Keep the accounts clearly. Whether it's discounting or paying back the grain, it won't be in vain. In addition, I'll give you some interest."

In addition to the supplies needed to live in the mountains, spring harvesting in the mountains also requires food.Collecting herbs is not an easy job. If you just eat dried melons or steamed buns with sweet potato noodles, the members of Madianji will give up the job after only a few days of doing it.

Dried melon or steamed buns with sweet potato noodles. Eating it once in a while is considered to improve your life. If you eat it for three days in a row, even a good person will have to drink sour water. If you eat it for half a month, just wait for the club members in Madianji to scold you.

Zhao Mankui was stunned by Li Shengli's words, and the car slowed down a bit before asking:
"Shengli, the mountain still owes public food. If we give less, we won't have to keep accounts.

It's just that we have a lot of surplus food in our hands. "

Zhao Mankui's words are a reflection of the simplicity and purity of today's people. Just like in later generations, those who beg for food do not want to eat, and charity is for profit.

Nowadays, some people go out to beg for food, which is really better than starving at home. At least they won’t starve to death after they come out.

When encountering beggars, as long as family conditions permit, they will more or less help.

The reason is also simple. They have gone through hardships. Everyone knows that it is difficult to leave their homeland. Once they run away, they really cannot survive. They have to starve themselves a few times to give others a chance to survive.

This may not be easy for many people to understand, but the person giving it knows that if this kind thought is passed on, it may benefit them in the future.

“Brother, you are treating the mountain village as a beggar.

This can't be done, we are doing business. As long as there is money left over from this spring harvest, we will give Wali [-]% profit from the grain sent out.

In all things, if there is no profit, you can't get up early. If you just get some water in a bowl, how can you still have the energy to work?
Brother, the same is true in the village. I think things are done well in the mountains. As long as the old and young are able to move, they have to work. They don’t support people in vain.

The more you work, the more you get. "

This is also where the worldviews of Li Shengli and Zhao Mankui differ. Zhao Mankui talks about friendship, but Li Shengli in later generations sees more interests. There is no way around it, and sooner or later it will reach that point.

“I understand this, but it’s a little different from what the commune said.

The same is true in the army. A good gun must be used by those who are good at marksmanship and brave. If the skill is not good, it will only be used by those who can't pull the bolt.

If we do this, won't our tails be cut off? "

This time Li Shengli's words touched something in Zhao Mankui's heart. He didn't talk about anyone else, but his uncle Zhao Laogan.

It's not that he can't work, and he's not very old, but his uncle just doesn't work in the village, and he looks like a lazy man like Zhang.

Because he had contributed to the village in the past, Mr. Zhao dared to take more shares than the lazy Zhang who worked. Eight people and two workers...

“Try it, if the resistance is big, go slowly, if the resistance is small, go faster.

Isn’t it true that the spring harvest was also done in Wali? After returning, I told the villagers clearly that whoever does more in collecting herbs will earn more.

Later, supplies were exchanged and distributed according to this standard, and those who had free time were not separated.

When people's morale is lifted, the atmosphere of the whole village will be better, and with Bentou, the members will be able to command better.

Brother, remember, you can only say this with words, but you cannot sign or sign with the members. "

Many things still have to be governed by rules. When it comes to the distribution of rations, Li Shengli also supports Wali's calculation on a per-capita basis. After all, this involves people's stomachs.

Most people don't have enough to eat, so no matter how good they are, it's all nonsense.

After the sheep selling business in Madianji makes a profit, apart from the food rations for the co-workers, the remaining portion will definitely not be distributed equally.

Those who drive sheep, slaughter sheep, and run back and forth outside the mouth will definitely take a lot, and it will be much more than the food distributed in the village.

It was impossible for Li Shengli to settle this matter with a bowl of water. After all, people who ran away had their heads tied to their waistbands, and speculating like selling sheep would really result in being shot if caught.

"I understand, it's still a matter of enthusiasm. I also said it during the final accounting meeting a year ago, and the members probably meant this. After all, no one wants to put in more effort and get less money.

Victory, are we going to be so organized..."

To put it bluntly, this statement is somewhat inconsistent with the current concept. It will take more than ten years to seriously mention this.

"There is no way. The village is small and there is little land. If we don't play like this, how can we eat enough?

You don’t want the commune members in Wali to be the same as those in Shanshan and Madianji, right?

Lao Wangtou, even though he has overcome the difficulties now, there are still many troubles in the future.

It is a big problem that people in the village have different opinions. I told Lao Wangtou that before and after the autumn harvest, I would mention the amount of grain purchases again and tie the members of Madianji firmly to the rations.

In this way, everyone in Madianji will be happy.

The same is true in Wali. If the income from harvesting in spring is good, the share of grain purchased will have to be increased after autumn.

In addition to making contributions, I also had to suppress the miscellaneous ideas of the members.

Madianji sells sheep, and Wali collects herbs. As for the mountains, people of all ages don't care about them. "

After Madianji, Li Shengli also gave Zhao Mankui the idea of ​​increasing his share of grain purchases.

Hearing this, Zhao Mankui also frowned. Food is the life of farmers. Although Wali can still afford food, there is still a long way to go before he is full and well-fed.

I'm afraid the members are not willing to increase the share of grain purchases for nothing.

"Victory, when it comes to food, you can have more or less."

What Zhao Mankui said is the truth. Most villages only look at public grain. As long as there is a way to sell grain, no one will sell the excess grain as purchased grain.

After all, pigeons command higher prices on the market.

"There's no rush, a hundred pounds is just an increase, it won't be mentioned at once.

Take your time, we also have to look at the production and market of medicinal materials. The same is true in Madianji.

This spring harvest is the key, and we must organize it well when we return to Wali.

At the same time, those members in the village who have convenient legs and feet, good eyesight, and can distinguish medicinal materials are all selected. After the mountains and hills become green, they have to run again to see what medicinal materials are available.

Let them prepare for the autumn harvest of medicinal materials. If the income is good this year, half of the family will fan the sheep during the Chinese New Year. "

(End of this chapter)