Return to the countryside to engage in industry

Chapter 454 The central character
Yang Zhenyu came here today to sell bacon at the end of this year. Last year, because of the big order from the Suzhou Electronics Factory, the farmers in the village made a fortune for the New Year.This year the company is also contacting the factories outside, but it is known that the demand is not high. In addition, many migrant workers failed to go home for the New Year last year. This year they are eager to go home. Many people have returned from other places. You can also see the excitement of the street market starting in February.

But the bacon in Yangjiawan Village has already gained a certain reputation and registered a trademark, so it must continue to be sold.

Considering that the farm has just been established this year, and the bacon smoking factory has not yet started construction, the company decided to sell it in the form of self-employed.

Yang Zhenyu told Yang Guohui the truth: "Uncle Guohui, we are going to hold a farm products festival on New Year's Day to help everyone sell their agricultural and sideline products, including bacon. You will make them according to last year's specifications. Then we will make them according to the order quantity on the Internet. Come to you to collect, and finally settle together.

Next year, the village will build a bacon smoking factory. By that time, the collective processing and smoking will be done, regardless of the sales date, and bacon and ham will be smoked and sold all year round. "

Yang Guohui heard some clues from Yang Zhenyu's words. It probably means that how much bacon in the village can be sold this year depends on how much it can sell online a year ago. Big orders like last year may not be available.

"Well, I should prepare. I can sell as much as I can. If I can't sell it all, I can eat it myself. At worst, I will eat less fresh meat next year."

Yang Guohui can see it now, and he is not the same as he was last year. After all, he made money selling plums and watermelons in the village this year. It should be said that most people in the village have made money. These two items of income alone It was more than their income in previous years. There was no need to embarrass Yang Zhenyu for the benefit of the end of the year. Yang Zhenyu's contribution to Yangjiawan Village was obvious to all.

With the increase of income and the improvement of life, the thinking of people like Yang Guohui is also changing.

Yang Zhenyu smiled and said, "It's fine if you can understand, but everyone will be indispensable for the company's dividend at the end of the year.

By the way, Uncle Guohui, Zhang Zhishu and I are here today, and I have one more thing to inform you. "

"Tricking things up?" Yang Guohui glanced at Yang Zhenyu's expression, and then looked back at Zhang Mingkang. The expressions of the two told him that it should be a good thing.

Zhang Mingkang answered: "Isn't this a farm in the village that has been built? The company needs to recruit a few breeders. Director Yang and I are the first to think of you. After the pigs are delivered from Jinhua, you can go to raise them." Work in the field and help raise pigs.

Work is quite free, without delaying your own home work, and the treatment is the same as Yang Wenju. "

Yang Guohui immediately showed a smile, and the half cigarette in his mouth fell down, almost scalding his cotton-padded clothes, he jumped back a step, dodged, raised his head and asked with a smile: "So I'm the same as Yang Wenju, Are you also the company's technical administrator?"

Yang Zhenyu nodded.

Yang Guohui was even more excited. He knew how much Yang Wenju was paid in the company. To be honest, the money was not too much, but the status of the technical administrator was different. He belonged to the company's employees. People showed off a lot.

Yang Guohui also coveted this kind of reputation. Seeing that Yang Zhenyu and Zhang Mingkang were about to run out of cigarettes, he quickly took them out and sent them up again, "Secretary Zhang, Director Yang, smoke up!".

"Stop smoking, stop smoking."

Yang Zhenyu and Zhang Mingkang waved at the same time.

Zhang Mingkang seriously instructed: "After you go, you must establish a good relationship with other breeders. I know you are good at raising pigs, but it is inevitable that there will be differences of opinion among colleagues, so be more tolerant.

Also, treat professional technicians with respect, and don’t come here to play tricks in private. To be honest, the three-dimensional farm in the village is very different from your usual pigsty at home. Without these professional talents, you can’t do it.

In short, just do what you should do well. "

Yang Guohui nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, I know, Party Secretary Zhang, don't worry, I won't cause trouble for you and Director Yang."

"Well! Wait for my notice. Before joining the job, I should give you a detailed training." Zhang Mingkang said.

Yang Guohui looked back with a smile and saw that the water in the pot was boiling, and quickly waved to his wife, "Old woman, you can get out of the pot, don't make Zhang Zhishu and Director Yang wait too long."

"Secretary Zhang, Director Yang, come and sit down and enjoy the fire first." He invited with a smile on his face.

Yang Zhenyu sat by the bonfire, and continued what he just said, "Uncle Guohui, if you don't share the two-headed blackbird in your pigpen, I will give it away at the end of the year."

Yang Guohui understood immediately, knowing that Yang Zhenyu wanted to have a relationship with those people in the government, and said straightforwardly, "Yes, when you want it, call me and I'll come over for you."

"Yang Chuan, please come and kill me again when the time comes." Yang Zhenyu said.

Yang Chuan has been in the company for more than half a year. Yang Zhenyu arranged for him to work in a slaughterhouse. The slaughterhouse has just been built, and there are no pigs in the farm. Most of the time he is helping the vermicelli factory with transportation. , There are many farmers who want to kill pigs in the village, and he also finds time to kill pigs for the farmers in the village, at the same price as last year.

"Mr. Yang, you just need to know when the time comes." Yang Chuan said with a smile.

Yang Zhenyu nodded. During the holidays, people who should leave have to leave. Tobacco and alcohol are too common, and now the top is strictly controlling them. Others may not accept these obvious things. Farm products such as ham and bacon are sold in the city. is still welcome.

Originally, I wanted to find farmers in the village to share a local pig for smoking. Since Yang Guohui still has a two-headed crow here, I just bought it as a gift. The two-headed black meat is of good quality and the market price is high.

Compared to last year, several leaders in the city had to visit this year. The newly established relationship should not be allowed to fade away.

After roasting for a while, Yang Guohui's wife began to stew the meat in the pot. The first thing to eat in the soup is to eat freshness, and the second is to eat the atmosphere. The meat is stewed, and a few pieces of tofu recommended by the countryside are put into the pot and stewed together. The sound of oil bubbling makes people greedy, and then fry two plates of freshly picked pork belly and stir-fry twice-cooked pork.

Yang Zhenyu and Zhang Mingkang moved their chopsticks and started to eat. Yang Guohui poured wine to respect them, "Director Yang, Party Secretary Zhang, come, let's go together. I haven't had much wine with you, so I'm happy today."

The two picked up their wine glasses and touched him, taking a sip to warm their bodies.

Yang Zhenyu looked back at the pig's blood pot, "Auntie, can pig's blood be put into the pot? I prefer this."

"Hurry up, eat the meat first, and I'll come to give you pig blood right away."

Yang Guohui urged, "Old woman, you should be quicker."

"Got it, got it."

"Yang Chuan, come over to eat first, and deal with it later." Yang Guohui shouted at Yang Chuan again.

Neighbors also smelled the smell and gathered around. A group of people held bowls in their hands, and those who had seats were sitting, while those who were not were standing. In this cold winter month, a group of people ate lively around a big pot. .

Everyone was talking and laughing, steaming.

Yang Zhenyu was naturally the central figure, men, women and children scrambled up to toast.

(End of this chapter)