Era: I have a two-world door

Chapter 473

After Wang Qingsong and his companion came out, they did not shop in the store. Instead, they walked around the nearby Shanghai Shopping Mall.

Shopping, watching a movie, nothing much to do.

But throughout the day, the two of them kept talking about Zhang Feng's Electronics Factory.

The evening went on as usual.

The next morning, before Zhou Ying went to work, Wang Qingsong got up and left home directly.

It was already past seven in the morning.

Liang Chunxiao and his friend next door have already gotten up.

Because today is Monday and it is Xiaomai’s first day in elementary school, she is very active today.

Come back again.

Not long after I came back, there was a knock on the door.

When I opened the door, I saw Liang Chunxiao standing at the door holding a bowl of rice porridge, and next to her was Xiaomai.

"Quick! Hot!"

When Liang Chunxiao saw the door open, he smiled and shouted, then walked straight in.

Put the things on the table.

He smiled and said, "I thought you weren't up yet? Did you brush your teeth?"

"Well, I've finished brushing. I got up early."

Liang Chunxiao nodded: "Well, let's eat first, Xiaomai has to go to school later!"

Now primary school students’ starting time is earlier than their working hours, so they have to arrive at school before 8 o’clock.

However, you don’t need to register so early on the first day.

Wang Qingsong looked at Xiaomai who was already carrying her new schoolbag and said with a smile, "It's okay. It's the first day of registration. There's no rush."

At this time, many people in the yard had already gotten up and washed.

Liang Chunxiao said with a smile: "I'm not in a hurry, but Xiaomai is very anxious."

Wang Qingsong smiled when he saw this and said, "You don't have to get up so early next time."

"It's okay, I'm used to it. How can I not eat in the morning? Let's eat! Where are the pickles? Take them out. I bought fried dough sticks and steamed buns, I'll go get them."

Liang Chunxiao was busy getting bowls and chopsticks to serve rice while giving instructions.

After serving the meal, I went next door to get the breakfast I had bought.

Seeing this, Wang Qingsong went over and took out the pickles and made some salted eggs.

The three of them sat in the house and started eating.

Wang Qingsong ate porridge and smiled at Liang Chunxiao, "You won't have to be so tired in the future. You don't have to bother me when I'm on a business trip. Whoever comes home early will cook. Don't worry about the things we use at home."

Liang Chunxiao is having some trouble with business.

He nodded gently: "Okay! Fortunately, you can cook. You know what, there are not many men who can cook nowadays."

Wang Qingsong smiled and said, if he hadn’t gone to the future, he would have watched Douyin.

He can also cook some simple dishes.

Anyway, it's edible, whether it tastes good or not is another matter. After all, as long as there is food to eat, boiled meat tastes very delicious.

The three of them ate and chatted.

After dinner, it was time to go to school. Liang Chunxiao cleared the dishes and said to him with a smile, "Okay, take her away first. You don't have to come back for a while."

Xiaomai goes to school before 8 o'clock, and he goes to work at :.

Wang Qingsong smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll take her away first! Remember to lock the door with the key."

After the deal was made, Wang Qingsong took Xiaomai and left the compound.

As for the schoolbag and notebooks, Liang Chunxiao had already prepared them in the department store.

I rode my bike to the factory-run school.

The kindergarten and primary school are in the same yard, and many parents brought their children here.

They are all first-year students.

It’s just this time. From now on, the children will come by themselves.

Although it is a primary school from kindergarten and the teachers are new, it is a factory school after all, so it is naturally not that troublesome.

I found the teacher of the class, handed it to him, and left.

Go through the small door and return to the factory.

There is still half an hour left before work starts.

It’s considered early.

I took the key to open the office door, cleaned the room, and took the thermos to get some hot water.

"Director?"

Seeing Director Fang pushing a cart not far away, he hurriedly called out.

"Director Fang!"

Upon seeing this, Director Fang slowed down and then stopped the car.

He smiled and said, "Secretary Wang! You're here so early? What's the matter? Do you have something to talk to me about?"

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong smiled and asked, "Well, I came a little early because I sent my sister to school. I have something to ask you."

"Oh, what's the matter?"

"It's like this. I heard from our Section Chief Yang before that our factory had a plan to set up a non-staple food base with rural production teams, but it was shelved later because our factory didn't have much money."

Before, the people above really couldn’t control the people below, so they could only let them figure out a solution on their own.

Many factories cooperate with rural areas in the suburbs to reclaim wasteland, grow crops, vegetables, raise livestock, and run farms.

The factory provides the means of production, and the production team is responsible for labor and management.

To help us get through the difficult times, it was actually just last year.

Upon hearing this, Director Fang nodded slightly: "Yes, there is such a thing, but you also know that our factory's performance was not good before, and we could not even pay the wages. We almost had to rely on the grants from above to survive. Now it is better. So this matter has been put on hold."

Wang Qingsong naturally knew this situation: "Yes! Does the factory have any idea of ​​making supplementary food now?"

"This one……"

Director Fang hesitated for a moment.

It's not that he doesn't have this idea, and he has been thinking of a solution recently.

After all, the food ration has not yet been fully restored, and the supply of non-staple food has only improved slightly.

It's just that he doesn't have any thoughts now.

This requires going to the countryside to find a suitable production team.

Wang Qingsong said, "Director Fang, this is the case. The production team I used to work for is planning to build a vegetable greenhouse so that we can eat fresh vegetables in the winter. So I wanted to ask you if you are interested in this..."

I told him the idea of ​​the vegetable greenhouse.

He had already thought about these things when he was looking up information before.

The factory had a policy before, why not use it?

If the factory and the production team could be fully linked, there would be no need to hide the help one can get.

"Vegetable greenhouse? What is this? Can we eat summer vegetables in winter? Isn't this a hothouse?"

Director Fang was puzzled when he heard this.

He didn't know about vegetable greenhouses, but he did know that there were hothouses in the suburbs specifically for special needs.

Wang Qingsong smiled and nodded: "Yes! It's almost the same as a warm room..."

Nowadays, they are all glass greenhouses, and you basically don’t see plastic greenhouses, after all, they are not yet popular.

After hearing this, Director Fang pondered for a moment: "Is it reliable?"

"Of course it's reliable, Director. Just imagine how motivated our workers would be if they could eat fresh vegetables in the winter!"

Wang Qingsong was fooling around there.

Actually, it’s not really a scam.

It’s different now than in the past. The factory canteen is eager to exploit employees.

At this time, we are really seeking welfare for the workers, and the canteen basically does not make any money.

For food, the factory tried every possible means, provided that this matter was reliable.

After hearing this, Director Fang pondered for a moment and asked, "How much does that cost?"

He was a little moved.

Basically, he had been thinking about this matter, otherwise he would not have tried every possible way to get pork and eggs for the factory.

"I'm not sure. I'll go ask around first. It might cost a few hundred dollars, or at most a little over a thousand."

The price is not very clear, I guess it's a bit high.

This price may be a lot for a rural production team, but it is not too much for a profitable factory.

After all, there are thousands of people in the factory.

Hearing the price, Director Fang nodded slightly: "Then go and find out, and then find out how to divide it, and then tell me."

"Hey, good!"

Wang Qingsong agreed.

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The deal was settled, and Lao Fang said goodbye and left.

Wang Qingsong returned to the office carrying the thermos.

After I came back, it was almost time to go to work.

After sitting there and thinking for a while, he stood up and went to the office phone.

He was not very clear about the situation of plastic film.

But there was one place he knew.

Coking plant.

He didn't know the people there, but he still remembered Director Lou from the fertilizer factory.

I've left my phone number before.

It feels like the other party is almost time to go to work.

Give them a call.

When he called, the other party didn't know the price either and gave him a job in a coking plant that was responsible for the plastic film department.

After communicating for a while, I got to know the general situation.

The thickness suitable for making plastic greenhouses is 0.12 mm, which is also the thinnest one. After all, the technology is not as good as that of later generations.

Later generations can make it thinner.

The price is 1620 yuan per ton, and one ton can contain about 8300 square meters.

Wang Qingsong estimated that there were a total of twelve acres of land.

The greenhouse needs two sides, one facing the sun and the other on top, so the number needs to be divided by two.

That is the amount of six acres of land.

enough.

And it may not take that much.

Six acres of land may not sound like a lot, but it is really a lot.

Maybe it won’t take that much.

By the time he made the call, most people in the office had already arrived.

Li Yingying watched him coming over and asked curiously, "Why are you asking about the plastic film? Will the construction team need it?"

Wang Qingsong smiled and said, "No, the factory is considering cooperating with the rural areas to set up a non-staple food base. Let me ask around."

"Ah? When did you tell me about this?"

Li Yingying was surprised for a moment, but it was not particularly surprising. After all, many large factories now have this project.

It's just a matter of size.

The small ones took up some wasteland, while the large units directly worked together to run farms.

However, as these farms went through difficult times, they were gradually returned to the rural areas, or even directly designated as state-owned farms.

Of course, this all happened in the next few years.

Not in the short term.

Wang Qingsong shook his head: "I'm not sure about the details. I just met Director Fang today and he just told me about it. He hasn't decided yet!"

He still didn't tell the truth.

I didn't say anything final.

Hearing him say this, Li Yingying said softly and didn't ask any more questions.

Thinking of something, he said, "Oh, by the way, I ran into Xiaohong today. She told you to wait and she will settle the score with you when she has time later."

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong smiled bitterly.

Shen Xiaohong didn't come to work today because she has gone to technical secondary school.

As for the settlement of accounts that Shen Xiaohong mentioned, it was probably because Zhao Yong went to the library to find her and was exposed by her.

Seeing his expression, Li Yingying suppressed her laughter and said, "You are so brave now that you even dare to introduce your sister Xiaohong to someone else!"

Wang Qingsong smiled awkwardly and said, "Not really, it's just that my friend asked about her, and I said she was going to the library to read, and I really didn't say anything else."

Now that he has said it, he is not afraid of people knowing it.

"You!"

Li Yingying shook her head speechlessly.

Seeing Section Chief Yang coming over, they all greeted him with a smile.

Seeing this, Lao Yang said to Zhang Yuan, "Zhang Yuan, a batch of materials will arrive in the morning. You can go to the train station and pick them up then."

Zhang Yuan smiled and nodded: "I'm keeping an eye on this matter! I'll go over after I finish the things on hand. Don't worry, it won't delay anything."

Upon hearing this, Old Yang nodded slightly, said nothing, and went straight into his office.

After chatting for a while, everyone went about their own business.

In the morning, Zhang Yuan arranged his work and left the factory. Wang Qingsong arranged the things at hand and also left the factory.

Since you have promised Zhao Datian, then do it.

It just so happened that Lao Fang also roughly agreed with this matter.

Riding a bicycle towards my village.

However, when he passed the commune and was about to go to his village, he happened to see Zhao Datian driving a horse-drawn carriage towards him!

"Oh~~ Qingsong? Why are you here?"

When Zhao Datian saw him coming, he hurriedly pulled the donkey's rope and stopped.

Wang Qingsong naturally stopped as well.

Pushing the cart, he smiled and said, "Third Grandpa, I was just about to look for you! It's about that vegetable greenhouse thing. Where are you going?"

"Oh, I'm going to the commune to buy some things."

Zhao Datian smiled and said, "What do you say? But let me make it clear first, it's not that I don't want to spend it, but this is the only money we have in our village."

"Haha, Third Grandpa, don't worry."

Wang Qingsong parked the car and came over to hand him a cigarette; "Let's go talk over there!"

Zhao Datian found a place, tied up the donkey, and the two of them found a stone to sit down.

Then Wang Qingsong expressed his thoughts: "Third Grandpa, this is it, isn't there a policy now that many units can cooperate with production teams to set up non-staple food bases?"

"Yeah, I know, there is such a thing! It's related to this matter."

Zhao Datian was confused.

Wang Qingsong said, "It's like this. I've asked around. If we want to build this vegetable greenhouse, we'll need some money. My idea is to let our factory pay, and you guys do the work, and build a six-acre greenhouse..."

Express your thoughts and the factory's intentions.

Zhao Datian pondered after hearing this: "You want us to cooperate with the company? But how are we going to divide it then? We have never dealt with this before!"

"Third Uncle, don't worry. I'm telling you this: if we do it this way, do you think it will work? You provide the manpower, and they provide the money. Now it's up to us to decide how to divide it!"

"That's fine! It depends on how we divide it."

Wang Qingsong said, "Third Grandpa, here's what I'm thinking. When the time comes, 50% of the vegetables we grow will be supplied to the factory for free, and the rest will be given to the village. When the time comes, we can sell them and give the money to the village. How do you think we can divide them this way?"

(End of this chapter)