Reborn 1980, Dr. Su became popular in the XNUMXs

Seeing that the heat was coming, Zhang Fugui finally lit up the fire.

"Okay, you are noble. It's not me who can't complete the task anyway. I feel comfortable as the village chief. I don't care what kind of business this is!"

He turned around and left.

"Don't, don't!"

Scarface quickly stopped Zhang Fugui, "Brother Zhang, Village Chief Zhang—if you have something to say!"

"Then it's settled?" Zhang Fugui glanced at him, put his hands behind his back, and raised his chin, "You can explain this matter to the young master first and talk about the difficulties of purchasing. I believe he will understand."

"to make!"

Scarface took a long puff of cigarette, threw the cigarette butt to the ground and stepped on it.

He had long been impatient to deal with Zhang Fugui. The fish had taken the bait, so it was respectful to go first.

Zhang Fugui showed a successful smile on his lips.

He didn't see the same smile appear on Scarface's face, which he didn't raise on purpose.

This can be regarded as fulfilling Squidward's instructions to him before setting off.

special.

It would be better to beat him up with a real knife and a gun.

Scarface told Gu Feihan about this conversation, and Gu Feihan seemed to understand it well, but there was a little strangeness in his tone: "He only added Sanmao?"

Scarface: ...

Does this tone mean that San Mao is too little?
  He was born a farmer. Although he followed Zhang Yu on the "get rich quick road", he probably still knew the price of food.

Gu Feihan did feel that San Mao was a bit short.

The thirty cents were only shared with Scarface, so the two of them had to split the accounts.

After dividing it up, there wasn't much left in his hands. With the village chief's appetite, he must have some backup plans.

After thinking for a moment, Gu Feihan said to Scarface: "First of all, obey him in everything, but don't agree too readily."

Then, Gu Feihan explained the details to Scarface and went back to reply to Zhang Fugui in this way.

After listening to Gu Feihan's detailed explanation, Scarface couldn't help but sigh: City people still know how to play.

Looking at the fair and clean "young master", my heart is really dark.

When he said this to Zhang Fugui, wouldn't Zhang Fugui's appetite be astonished?
  If you close the net when the time comes, I'm afraid the village chief's position won't be preserved.

Sure enough, Scarface rushed back to Beizhule Village overnight and made some insinuations based on what Feihan had taught him.

Zhang Fugui is happy, what a big fish has come!
  God opens your eyes, you put the food in your mouth and you still don’t eat it?

That is to be condemned by God!
  In an instant, he smiled sincerely and said, "Brother, are you willing to let us have two drinks tonight?"

How could Scarface dare to stay long? This kind of brain-playing thing is really hard work.

He quickly waved his hand.

The two agreed on a time for the purchase. Scarface also emphasized that the money for the purchase should be handed over directly to Zhang Fugui. The reason was that it would be too troublesome to give it door to door. Since Zhang Fugui was trusted, the village chief could distribute it uniformly.

Zhang Fugui naturally couldn't ask for it.

Scarface ran away quickly after explaining.

Zhang Fugui happily let him go.

As soon as Scarface left, he rubbed his hands excitedly at home.

Lai Chunhua stepped forward and glared at him, "There is no news about our son yet, why are you having fun here?"

Zhang Fugui was in a good mood and couldn't help but say one more thing: "The money for my son's relationship is coming soon. Just wait and see. This time I will get at least a thousand yuan!"

Lai Chunhua asked again, but Zhang Fugui refused to say more. He only asked his mother-in-law to cook two dishes for him to go with the wine, while he ran out to the village radio room to shout and collect sorghum.

On the appointed day, early in the morning, Zhang Fugui put on the most formal clothes and went to the grain drying field to wait.

Villagers also came one after another carrying sorghum.

Zhang Fugui looked at the loads of sorghum and felt so beautiful in his heart.

Their village is larger than the other villages and further north. It has more mountains and naturally has more sorghum fields.

This year the village has had a bumper harvest of sorghum. After delivering the goods to the state, we can still produce three thousand kilograms of rice.

But under his propaganda, every household didn't need to pay so much, so they just had to give out some surplus. After all, it only amounted to about [-] kilograms.

And because you don’t have to carry sacks to the grain station, you save on travel expenses, so the price is calculated at 1 cent per catty.

Nowadays, no one is willing to go to the county grain station. Those who can afford it can ride on an ox cart, horse-drawn carriage, or donkey cart. Those who cannot afford it can only use wooden frames and shoulder poles to carry them there.

It takes more than [-] miles from the village to the county grain depot. We drove the carriage at one o'clock in the middle of the night, otherwise the queue would be far away.

Because the quality of the grain is not up to standard and the weight is not enough, there are many people who have to go back and forth many times.

Often, when a person pays a public salary, he will become several degrees darker, and some will have their skin peeled off due to the sun.

Therefore, when people mention paying public food, they are filled with confusion.

Nowadays, some people come directly to the village to collect it, and people can accept it if the price is reduced by one or two cents.

Isn’t it still more than [-] kilograms short?

Hehe, the rest is more than just a [-] cent increase!

Supply is less than demand, so rare items can be found.

Fifty cents, seventy cents, he dared to shout up. The extra money he earned didn't need to be divided with that fool Scarface, it was all his own.

He was just wondering how much of a cent increase would be appropriate when Gu Feihan and others drove up.

Gu Feihan jumped out of the jeep. He was wearing a black shirt and a black windbreaker. The villagers had never seen such a person coming out of a picture magazine. The whole grain drying field became strangely quiet.

Scarface and others also jumped out of the rented truck.

The formation of the group was huge.

Zhang Fugui was stunned at first, and then felt happy. It seemed that he had to shout higher.

He exchanged a look with the scarred face behind Gu Feihan.

Scarface nodded slightly, raised his chin slightly, and pointed at Gu Feihan imperceptibly: This is the real master.

Zhang Fugui has been the village chief for many years, and the city is quite deep. Although he is anxious, he still smiles amiably on his face.

He thought he was at least a man in his thirties.

But don’t you want to be such a young junior?
  Is the hair all grown?
  The young man pretends to be very mature, but in fact he is just a boss who only knows how to spend money but not settle accounts. See how he performs well today and give him a hug.

"It's Factory Director Gu, right?" Zhang Fugui calmed down and ran forward to shake hands.

"Who are you?" Gu Feihan didn't move.

Scarface quickly stepped forward and explained, "Mr. Gu, this is the head of Beizhule Village, Zhang Fugui."

He turned to look at Zhang Fugui again, "What do you call Factory Manager Gu? Our business, Mr. Gu, is more than just this small brewery, so we have to call him Mr. Gu!"

Zhang Fugui retracted his outstretched hand in a nonchalant manner, but still had a flattering smile on his face: "Yes, yes, I don't understand the rules. Hello, Mr. Gu."

Gu Feihan didn't even raise his eyelids, and his voice was still calm, "Village Chief Zhang, is there enough food? Why do I only have so little?"

This is what Zhang Fugui was waiting for.

enough?
  I won't sell it to you cheaply, you little bastard!
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