Hello 1983

  Chapter 28 Development Plan (seeking monthly pass)

   After eating and drinking enough, everyone started to work together, returning all the borrowed tables, chairs, benches, pots, pans and pans, and each took half a basin of leftovers to fold up, and went home happily.

   These days, it’s good to eat something, who cares about what is unhygienic, the stewed dishes are hot, and it tastes better.

  Liu Qingshan also led the youngest son, and specially sent some to Shan Xing's house, and found that Qian Yuzhen had fallen asleep on the kang, and felt relieved.

  So she didn't disturb her, and gave the leftovers to Shan Xing, leaving her sister and friends to play here, and went home to rest.

   I have been tossing back and forth for several days, and I am really tired.

   After a short sleep, after dinner, some unmarried young men and women strolled over again one after another, looking at their posture, they were planning to have a bridal chamber.

   "Uncle Ganzi, you are so old, why are you joining in the fun?"

  Liu Qingshan saw the playful and smiling Zhang Zhu in the crowd at a glance.

   "Hey, I have never married, so I can be regarded as a young man. Besides, I have lived with Wenxue for several years in the northern and southern kangs, and the revolutionary friendship is as deep as the sea."

   Zhang Ganzi, an old errand runner who was nearly forty years old, even pretended to be a young man.

  Liu Qingshan twitched his lips: Sure enough, the most humble people are invincible.

  So he put a pack of cigarettes in his pocket, and went directly to the old party secretary's house in the front yard. He didn't want to see his eldest sister and his wife being tortured by these people.

   After entering the house, I found that there were still several villagers chatting in the shade in the yard, including Grandpa Kidnap, Uncle Captain, Da Zhang Luo, Uncle Boss and others.

  The people in the village are like this. After eating, they like to get together, young and old, they will gather in different people's homes.

  Scattered a circle of cigarettes, Liu Qingshan also grabbed a small bench and sat there listening to everyone chatting.

  Seeing Liu Qingshan, the topic gradually shifted to those foreign chickens in his family.

  When Uncle Boss used to be in the production team, he had to drive a big carriage every year and go to the county town a few times. He had seen more of the world than ordinary villagers. He took a puff of cigarette and said:

   "Qing Shan, can you lend me your two foreign roosters for two days?"

  The big Zhang Luo next to him joked directly: "What's wrong, boss, you are useless now, and you are going to borrow a seed to get another Seven Fairy's daughter?"

  The uncle boss is only in his early forties, and for some unknown reason, the family gave birth to six daughters in a row.

  According to the old saying, this is a crime against the Seven Fairies, and you have to have seven daughters before you can hope to have a boy.

   It was normal for the villagers to joke around, and the boss didn't care: "I'm not thinking about it. The egg-laying rate of foreign chickens is high. I'll get some second strings to raise them. Maybe I can lay more eggs next year."

   Everyone nodded along, praising the boss for his good brains.

  Only the old branch secretary was a little worried. He took a sip of the small cigarette pouch, and a puff of green smoke came out of the pipe pot: "Will the upper management not cut off the tail again?"

  Everyone was silent, but Liu Qingshan knew it in his heart: After so many years of ups and downs, the old party secretary has developed a temperament of seeking stability in everything.

  This was fine in the past, but in this era of rapid development, it is a bit too conservative.

He said with a smile: "I went to Spring City this time, and I saw a lot of new things. In other people's cities, self-employed businesses popped up like mushrooms after it rained. They made a lot of money every day. It won't take a few years. They can all become millionaires!"

  For these ordinary villagers, the ten thousand yuan household is still a distant dream, so there was a burst of admiration.

  Da Zhang Luo even sighed: "If only I could be born in the city."

  Liu Qingshan quickly took up the conversation: "In fact, in our rural areas, it is not difficult to become a ten thousand household."

   "Oh, what do you say?"

  Everyone can't help stretching their necks and widening their eyes.

  Liu Qingshan continued: "Our country's current policy is good, encouraging rural areas to develop sideline businesses in addition to farming."

  Everyone has planted crops for most of their lives. Of course, they know that they will definitely not starve to death by farming, but it is not realistic to become a ten thousand household by farming alone.

  The biggest problem is: there is not so much land to plant.

  Even if there are so many fields, this old **** can't grow them at all.

  Everyone chatted and choked for a while, but didn't come up with any regulations.

   Seeing that the fire was almost ready, Liu Qingshan then threw out the topic he had prepared: "This time when we went to the city, my father and I went to Grandpa Wang's house, who is the old Professor Wang who was sent to our village before."

   "Old Wang, is he in good health?"

  Grandpa Kidnap had a good relationship with Professor Wang back then.

   "Well, they're going back to the school and continue to make use of the waste heat. The chicks I got back are from Professor Wang's university."

  Liu Qingshan responded, and continued: "Professor Wang also brought me a lot of agricultural books, and also gave us advice on Jiapigou. I hope that the villagers will become rich as soon as possible."

   "Old Wang has a heart, I wonder when he can come back and take a look?"

  The topic of Grandpa Kidnapper went a bit off track again.

  The main reason is that his old man receives subsidies every month, so life is the best in Jiapigou, so he doesn't care much about getting rich.

  However, others are different. Over the years, everyone has been afraid of poverty, and if they want to be poor, they want to change, but they suffer from no way out.

  Captain Zhang immediately asked anxiously: "Qingshan, what trick did Lao Wang think of for us, please tell us quickly?"

   Everyone in the village admires Professor Wang's knowledge, that's why Liu Qingshan used the banner of Professor Wang, otherwise, at his age, he would definitely not be able to speak well in front of these grandpas and uncles.

  Liu Qingshan answered Grandpa Kidnap's question first, and then said: "Grandpa Wang said that rural people have two basic paths: planting and breeding."

  Everyone was a little disappointed when they heard it: Farmers, who doesn’t farm the land, who doesn’t raise a few chickens, ducks and geese?

  Looking at people's expressions, Liu Qingshan knew it in his heart: "Grandpa Wang said, according to the previous method of farming, at most, you can get enough food and clothing. Now, planting off-season vegetables is a way to get rich!"

   "Anti-what?" Hearing this word, the old party secretary felt a little flustered.

   "Don't worry about anything else, it's an off-season vegetable. For example, during the Chinese New Year in winter, do you want to wrap some dumplings stuffed with celery and pork at home?"

   Liu Qingshan quickly explained with a smile.

  Captain Zhang said: "Of course I think about it. The whole family is diligent in eating celery during the Chinese New Year."

  Da Zhang Luo also nodded vigorously: "Last year, my family dried some dried celery and prepared to make dumplings during the Chinese New Year. In the end, it was like firewood, and it couldn't be chewed at all."

   Seeing that the topic was going off track again, Liu Qingshan quickly recalled it: "Like this celery, which is originally a summer vegetable, but if it is produced and eaten in winter, it is called an off-season vegetable."

  When everyone heard this, they shook their heads again and again: "Our place is covered with a thick layer of snow in winter, and everything will freeze to death."

  Grandpa Kidnap was also a little dissatisfied: "This old Wang, isn't he a little old and confused now?"

  Liu Qingshan suppressed a smile: "It's definitely not going to work if it's freezing outside, but you can put on a plastic greenhouse. It's freezing outside and sweating inside the greenhouse, and vegetables can still grow."

  Plastic greenhouse, what is that?

  In the small mountain village at this time, the news was blocked and backward, and it took a long time for many things to spread slowly.

   It is precisely because of this that many opportunities for development and take-off will be missed.

   Seeing everyone’s blank faces, Liu Qingshan was not in a hurry, and decided to use the example around him as an example: "A few years ago, many of our families had to plant garlic seedlings, which is the same as plastic greenhouses."

  Well, I seem to understand a little bit.

  Because there are no fresh vegetables to eat in winter, so I will use a thin broom to thread the garlic cloves one by one, and put them in a water dish to raise them, and sprouts will gradually sprout.

  When it grows to half a foot high, cut off a stubble and put it in when frying mung bean sprouts, it will be delicious.

   "This plastic greenhouse seems to be really tricky!"

  Uncle Boss has the liveliest brain and is the first to figure it out: Isn’t it just planting a garden in a big shed? Who can be a farmer?

  Everyone is also excited, discussing in a hurry: you said to grow eggplants in the greenhouse, he said to grow cucumbers, for a while, it was very lively.

   Later, because of the issue of whether to grow celery or leeks, Captain Zhang and Da Zhang Luo quarreled, and their faces were red.

   "Stop it, stop it all, the shed is still there, why are you arguing!"

  The old party secretary spoke, and he knocked the small cigarette pot on the sole of his shoe twice in dissatisfaction, knocking the soot inside to the ground.

   For a while, everyone was a little embarrassed: it seemed that it was a little over the top just now.

  Farmers have never lacked motivation, let alone the spirit of hard work. What they lack is knowledge, vision, and practical ways.

  The old party secretary continued to cool them down: "What does this plastic greenhouse look like? Who of you has seen it and who knows how to make it? Even if it is grown vegetables, who will sell it? Who will sell it to?"

  Everyone was silenced by the questioning. They were asked to sweat in the field, and the sweat beads fell to the ground, but they didn't complain.

  Tell them to go out to sell vegetables outside, but they really can’t open their mouths.

   It was still in full swing just now, and the enthusiasm was the same as the weather outside, but it subsided in an instant, and my heart felt cool.

  Of course Liu Qingshan could feel this change, so he decided to encourage him: "As for the technology, the book given by Grandpa Wang has it all. If we follow it, we will definitely be able to grow vegetables."

   "As for sales, it's not a problem. Uncle Zhang Luo, you have such a loud voice, you can clearly explain everything big and small. Are you afraid of selling vegetables?"

  Da Zhangluo mustered up his courage: "Well, it's a piece of cake!"

  Liu Qingshan looked at Boss Zhang again: "Uncle Boss, you have been driving a carriage for half your life, so you don't want to change it. In the future, replace the whip with a steering wheel and drive a big liberation or something?"

   "I want to, but I can't afford it!"

  Uncle Boss is also a thoughtful person. In Liu Qingshan’s memory, Uncle Boss was the first person in the village to start transportation. There are several daughters in his family who were trained by him to be drivers. His family is a small convoy.

Liu Qingshan gave him a thumbs up: "If you have an idea, you will go ahead. In fact, I have already contacted the sales problem. The automobile factory in Chuncheng has tens of thousands of employees. Let alone our Jiapigou, even our Qingshan The commune grows vegetables, and other people can digest them!"

   "Really?!"

  Those people jumped up from the small bench and surrounded Liu Qingshan.

  Liu Qingshan is really guilty, because of this matter, he just greeted Brother Dafei and the others initially, but he didn't sign any sales contract or anything.

  He made a promise just now, mainly to encourage everyone, so as not to be like the old party secretary and the others, looking forward and backward, and missing development opportunities.

   But think about it, with the productivity of Jiapigou, how many vegetables can be grown, and then transported to the city, are you worried that you won’t be able to digest them?

  Unknowingly, it was getting dark, everyone was still chatting, but Liu Qingshan was tired. He agreed to continue tomorrow, so he went for a walk home.

  In the house, all the bridal chamber makers had dispersed, Liu Jinfeng and Gao Wenxue were holding bowls of Kuan Xin Noodles, balding in their mouths.

  After eating and tidying up, Lin Zhi planned to go to bed early, and distributed two cotton **** to each of the three remaining children in the family, and asked them to plug their ears when they went to sleep.

  Of course Liu Yinfeng understood, she blushed and plugged her ears, and so did Liu Qingshan.

  Only the fourth child, who was ignorant and ignorant, stuffed the cotton ball into the hole of his nose, then pressed the other nose hole, and exhaled hard.

   With a puff, the cotton ball flew to Liu Qingshan's face.

  (end of this chapter)