Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 153 Gossip Party

He Ping watched Mao Xueshan and Mao Chunhua's father and daughter leave. Just now, while Mao Xueshan was picking up the car, he asked Mao Chunhua a few words. It turned out that the girl didn't tell her parents that the thing was a bride price because she was shy. Otherwise, why would there be such a fuss? trip.

Not long after He Ping returned home, the commune members who had been scattered just now came out from nowhere.

"What's the matter, He Ping, why did my father-in-law call at the door?" A member of the commune joked.

You bastards, you spend all your time asking about the affairs of the owner and the west, and if anyone has something to do, you almost climb the wall with a Maok in your hand to see it.

"It's nothing."

"Damn, it's okay, can your old man come to your house at night? It's okay, everyone is not an outsider, tell everyone, we can give you an idea."

I believe you a ghost.

The members kept asking He Ping about what happened tonight, and several versions of the storyline appeared in a short while.

Story [-]: He Ping made the girl's belly bigger, and the father asked He Ping to marry his daughter within three days;

Story [-]: He Ping was making broken shoes outside, but was discovered by the woman, and the father asked He Ping to sever ties with the broken shoes and marry his daughter;
Story [-]: The girl has an affair, and the father comes to negotiate with He Ping, either to divorce the engagement, or to marry the daughter with a gift of [-] dowry.

He Ping couldn't complain when he heard the third story.

Seriously, you are too talented to be a farmer. 40 years ago, any one of you was a great author who was the starting point!Especially the third kid, stop there, it’s you, what’s the matter with the potato boy if you are born 30 years later!
He Ping was so agitated by the quarrels of the commune members, "It's all a quarrel, and I owe it every day. What's the matter, it's just that I bought a refrigerator and washing machine for the old man's family, what's the matter, people If you don’t want it, let me persuade you to go back.”

What the hell?
The enthusiastic members who were thinking about it didn't react for a while.

"You said you bought a refrigerator and a washing machine for your old man's family?" the members asked in disbelief.

He Ping said impatiently, "What's wrong? What's wrong with spending your own money?"

The commune members were stunned by He Ping's righteous words and were speechless. Listen, listen, is this still human?

The village dog still can't get enough to eat, it's really rich, the wine and meat stink, and the road is frozen to death.

Gouzi, who was jumping in the flower bed and chewing peonies, widened his eyes and looked around, but no one found it?

After a short period of aphasia, the members finally accepted the jaw-dropping news.

"Hey, how much the hell does it cost?"

"You do the math! The washing machine is 200 yuan, and the refrigerator is 250 yuan. Multiply it by two. Good guy, it's 3000 yuan. It's almost [-] yuan."

"Three thousand? Three thousand?"

The members of the commune were shocked by the figures they calculated and muttered to themselves, can we save 3000 yuan in this life?People spend 3000 yuan a day.

He Ping didn't care how shocked the members were, anyway, he was sleepy and went back to sleep.

The next morning, He Ping went around the chicken farm. The current chicken farm basically doesn't need him to work by himself. Every day, he just goes around, checks the accounts, and inquires about the situation of shipments and feeds.

He Ping left the chicken farm and ran to the old captain's house. He had something to discuss with the old captain.

As soon as He Ping entered the old captain's house, he saw the old captain sharpening his knife.

"呵...呵..." The sharp blade rubbed back and forth on the whetstone, making an ear-piercing sound.

"Hey, what kind of hard dishes are you planning to prepare for the New Year, and you don't even have to sharpen your knives."

The old captain put the blade in front of his eyes and looked carefully, then said sullenly: "You are fat enough, you bastard, you can start slaughtering this year's Chinese New Year."

He Ping shrank his head, "Don't make trouble, killing people is against the law."

"What's wrong with beating local tyrants?" The old captain raised his blade and pointed it at He Ping.

"Don't mind, don't mind, it's all about internal conflicts among the people, so it won't happen." He Ping pushed the back of the knife away with his fingers.

Only then did the old captain put down his knife, "You bastard, there are two bad money to get you, why don't you go to heaven."

It must have been heard by the old captain about the purchase of electrical appliances yesterday.This Han Tun, as long as there is a matter the size of a needle nose, the whole team will know it without staying overnight.

He Ping said with a smile: "I am also here to improve the quality of life. What do you think we earn money for? Isn't it to live a better life? Now I am fulfilling the promise I made to life. "

he~tui!

The old captain spit out thick phlegm at He Ping's feet, "Virtue, you still promise, I think you just haven't had enough of the iron fist of the dictatorship."

"Look at what you've always said, what age is this, it's not impossible. Besides, with such a respected leader as you to guide us, I can't let me go astray, right?"

He Ping smoothed the old captain's hair in a gag before talking about business.

"I'm going to buy a car for the chicken farm."

"What?" The knife that the old captain had just put down appeared in his hand instantly.

He Ping rubbed his eyes, thinking that he was hallucinating, the sword drawing technique?
"Don't get excited, don't get excited." He Ping snatched the knife from the old captain's hand, "Listen to me and analyze it for you."

"Say." The old captain said a word, and his posture was as if he would draw his sword if he disagreed with a word.

He Ping put the knife on the chopping board, "You have seen the benefits of our chicken farm this year, and so have the brigades around us, including other communes. In a few days, the reputation of our Hantun will be ruined." It will spread throughout Ping County. How many chicken farms do you think our county will have next year?"

The old captain thought for a moment, and then a look of despair appeared on his face, "I'm afraid there are quite a few."

"That's right. I think in less than a year, these chicken farms will probably bloom everywhere in our Ping County." He Ping said confidently, and he never dared to underestimate the ability of Chinese people to follow suit.How many Western monopolized industries in later generations, as long as there is a Chinese, the blue ocean will turn into a red ocean in a blink of an eye.

"At that time, I'm afraid no one will have a good life."

The market is the relationship between supply and demand. If the demand exceeds the supply, everyone’s business will be easy to do. If the supply exceeds the demand, a group of people wait in line to go bankrupt.

But people who blindly follow the trend don't care about this. They only see that others can make money, so I must be able to make money. This is their logic.

The old captain's face was full of worries, he didn't care when He Ping didn't say anything, but when he said it today, he immediately understood the seriousness of the matter.

"Why don't you let the county come forward to talk about it?" The old captain realized something was wrong as soon as he said it.

Sure enough, He Ping said: "What are you talking about? You said that only Hantun can open the chicken farm, and other communes and brigades are not allowed to open it?"

It's unrealistic to think about.

"Then what to do!"

What to do?Salad.

"If people want to open it, can we not let them open it? External means can't be used, we can only refine our internal skills."

"What do you mean?" The old captain didn't understand He Ping's words.

(End of this chapter)