Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 311 is too much

He Ping and the others have left, but the work of the people in the non-staple food department and the accountant is not over yet. The current non-staple food department collects pigs on the spot with money and goods. Hantun pig farm has such a large output that it will not be able to get it in a while. Done.

Now Uncle Accountant is no longer the Uncle Accountant he used to be. Wherever he goes, he is accompanied by two assistants. It is true that there are too many places where he is needed in the team.

After finally finishing the calculations and missing the time to go to the team headquarters to eat pig dishes, the little assistant Han Dongsheng complained: "These people are running very fast, and there will be no food when we go."

The accountant scolded: "Little bastard, you can only think about that food all day long. The more than [-] yuan here has just been recovered and hasn't been deposited yet. You still have the mind to eat."

Han Dongsheng didn't dare to fight back when he was scolded. The accountant's temper was getting worse and worse. Not to mention him, even the old team leader dared not easily stroke his beard.

In fact, I can’t blame Uncle Accountant for this matter. Now he has to handle the accounts of the production team, chicken farm, and pig farm. With such a heavy workload, can you not worry about it?

The team specially arranged two young people for him, firstly to help him with some work, and secondly to train more accountants.

"Hurry up, go to the commune to save money, and eat when you come back." The accountant uncle urged the little apprentice to set off with him.

The tractor for the pig farm was driven to the commune, and the driver was Han Zhaogui. The pig farm was extremely busy this year, especially in winter, when he was either pulling pigs or pulling feed. money.

"Uncle Accountant, I think our pig farm will earn at least one million yuan this year, right?"

The number of pigs in the pig farms is finite, and the price of pork is also finite. Anyone with a discerning eye can calculate it. When Han Zhaogui asked, the accountant did not shy away, "Yes. But this is all operating income, and the cost has not yet been calculated. Woolen cloth!"

"That's not too old or young. I think next year will come again, and this pig farm will be able to compete with the chicken farm."

Han Zhaogui's words made Uncle Accountant smile, "It's almost there."

"I didn't expect that at the beginning of this year, I was still poor and empty, and I could earn this old money by the end of the year." Han Zhaogui said with a sigh.

"Who would have thought that this is not thanks to He Ping, who is capable!" said the accountant uncle.

Han Zhaogui has always been at odds with He Ping, but he has been convinced by He Ping in the past two years, but he is too embarrassed to praise He Ping publicly because of face.

On the contrary, the little apprentice Han Dongsheng praised: "That's not true. If it weren't for Brother He Ping, our Hantun wouldn't have a good life now!"

Han Zhaogui glanced at this kid, where is all this blind flattery coming from?But it's no wonder that this kid's family was really struggling in the past two years. Thanks to the team's opening of a chicken farm, which is both work points and dividends, his family's life has become easier.

And now his mother and his eldest brother have followed He Ping to Nanshan, and I heard that working there can be subsidized from other places, and they earn more than in Hantun.

"I said Dongsheng, your mother and your elder brother both went to Nanshan, so you didn't think about going there together?"

Han Dongsheng curled his lips and said, "What's so good about Nanshan? Our Hantun has everything we want now, so I won't go there!"

"Hehe, look at you, what's so good about Nanshan, do you know that it's called a special zone? There's gold everywhere, and all the food you use is foreign goodies."

"You can put it down, my elder brother told me in all the letters, that place used to be a small fishing village, and now it's no better than our county."

Han Dongsheng's thoughts represent the thoughts of most of the new generation of young people in Hantun who have grown up in recent years. He has a high degree of trust and obedience to He Ping, and he has a strong sense of identity with his identity as a Hantun.

"You boy, you have no vision."

What Han Zhaogui said is correct. Looking at Nanshan from the perspective of development, he is indeed better than Han Tun.

But for Han Dongsheng and the others who have been used to hard times since they were young and were brought up by He Ping in the past two years, Hantun's development will definitely get better and better, and their life will get better and better. Going out to plan and eat.

Han Dongsheng's idea is not groundless. This year, a small market has been spontaneously formed by hawkers at the junction of Hantun and Dingtun.

This is all due to the fact that Hantun people have earned money, and they are much more generous in spending money. Naturally, those who are sneaking around in small businesses gather here. The place to set up a stall to do business here is far away, so you don’t have to worry about being cleaned up. There are also a lot of sales.

With people who do small businesses, it will naturally gain popularity, and the surroundings of Hantun are also bustling.

Seeing Han Tun become what he is now, these young people will inevitably feel a sense of pride in their hearts. The unspeakable sense of accomplishment and pride makes them have a stronger sense of belonging to Han Tun, and it also makes He Ping feel proud. There is greater prestige among them.

The old rule in the team is to hold a pig-killing banquet at the team headquarters every year, and He Ping has been on the table for a short time, and he is already drunk.

There is no way, everyone comes to toast, and it is not good for anyone who does not drink.

"Come on, He Ping. The second uncle respects you. This year, the chicken farms have distributed more than 2000 yuan to each family. The life of Hantun people is getting better and better. This is all thanks to you. Come on, the second uncle has done it, you random."

Those who came to toast did a good job, and He Ping couldn't be cowardly, or he just didn't want to give others face, "I did it too!"

After drinking a glass of white wine, He Ping's face turned rosy again, and his eyes became blurred. The old captain poured him a bottle of newly opened sorghum wine.

"How's it going, are you in the limelight today?" The old captain gloated.

He Ping said with his tongue out: "Look at what you said, it's all because of the face of the villagers."

"You did a good job this year, everyone is thinking of you."

He Ping waved his hand and said, "Where is this? This year, we set up a pig farm, expanded the chicken farm, and invested in the breeding base in Nanshan, all of which are drawn from our chicken farm. Otherwise, the money will be much more than it is now. .And next year, no matter whether it is the laying hens in our village or Nanshan, they will enter the laying period on a large scale. If you calculate a total of 100 million laying hens, how much will it cost in one day?"

He Ping was a little drunk, and his tone became louder, but the situation was like this, and he did have the capital to speak loudly.

"Besides, what Nanshan earns is foreign exchange. At that time, the country will definitely exchange it with us for RMB, but it can't make us suffer. It's much more than what we earn here in Hantun."

As He Ping said, he winked at the old captain. Does that mean I can do it?

The old captain showed a smile on his old face, "Not bad, come on, I will respect you too."

He Ping immediately picked up his wine glass, "Oh, how embarrassed I am to ask you to respect me all the time!"

He said so, but He Ping's actions showed no humility at all, he raised his head and drained the wine in the glass.

As soon as the wine was in his mouth, He Ping felt that the taste was not right. He was a little slow to react after drinking too much, and it took him a long time to understand. Isn't this just water?
This old man, the older he gets, the more stingy he is. On this happy day, he actually gave me, a golden rake who is making money, to drink white water.

It's too much!
(End of this chapter)