It starts with the production team driving the big truck

Chapter 1616: Aren’t you afraid that your boss will collect taxes from you?
"Let me sort it out for you. First of all, can the furniture factories in your village expand their scale? The real estate market is so hot now, can it also drive the furniture market? After all, whoever moves into a new house needs a new set of furniture?"

During lunch, Secretary Fang gestured with two chopsticks and chatted with Sun Jianping, helping him to calculate the "gross domestic product".

"That's right. There will definitely be great development in the furniture industry in the future!"

"That's one thing, right? Then there's fireworks. You know better than me how profitable they are. All the fireworks in Heilongjiang Province are imported, and the money goes to the south. If we have a decent fireworks company here, we can not only take back the market, but also expand our business to Liaoning and Jilin provinces. Isn't that a good opportunity?"

Sun Jianping nodded repeatedly.

"Then there's the geese. We've basically figured out the way. The geese from Raoping you told me about last time are all being smuggled into Hong Kong. We don't care about them. We didn't smuggle them there. They can go wherever they want. Just pay them. Next year, we'll continue to mobilize the people to raise more geese, and we'll be responsible for selling them. Lao Cai and I have discussed this. Next year, the focus of the city's rural work will be pigs and geese. We have to make this advantageous industry bigger and stronger, right?"

"Yes, yes, the profit of big goose is also very high!"

Sun Jianping was delighted. It would be great if all the surrounding counties and cities raised geese!

Directly provide a steady supply of materials to my down jacket factory!

"I won't say much about pigs. You already have an effective breeding-recycling-processing process, and it's pretty good. I went to the countryside a few days ago and saw that the farmers are very enthusiastic about raising pigs. This is also a great thing for you. In a word, if you can really do all these things well, there is still hope that the annual output value will exceed 200 million."

"Of course, the above mentioned things are also the main directions of our future work next year. Some other minor paths are not included..."

"If you hadn't mentioned it, I really wouldn't have remembered it. Mountain products, mountain products, don't underestimate them, but the annual trading volume is not a small number!"

Speaking of the "small" business of mountain products, Secretary Fang was as excited as a fly rubbing his hands together. "As the saying goes, you live off the mountain. We are backed by the Greater Khingan Range. With such a large mountain range, how many mountain products can we produce in a year? When the transaction flow goes through you, won't it also be counted as your gross domestic product?"

Sun Jianping smiled awkwardly. It turned out that Secretary Fang’s family was engaged in mathematics!

Even the most trivial things can be taken into account!

It seems that I'd better not tell him about the down jacket. If he notices me, he'll nag me again.

"In a word, your county has great prospects. Work hard, kid!"

He patted Sun Jianping on the shoulder, his eyes full of expectations!
After working for so many years, if I didn't achieve any results in the end, wouldn't I be ashamed?

I'm not as shameless as Lao Cai, who spends his days thinking about nothing but running around with little girls!
call!
Sun Jianping rolled his eyes and suddenly felt more pressured!
A gross domestic product of 200 million and a non-agricultural population of more than 60,000!

At first glance, it sounds like an astronomical figure!
What else can I do? Just take it slow!
"By the way, after dinner, let's go to the village to see how your fireworks are going. Does your team also produce straw paper? It's the kind used to burn paper. It looks insignificant, but there's a lot of demand for it. Who wouldn't burn a few on graves during the Qingming Festival..."

Secretary Fang thought of another excellent product, and his face turned red, not sure if it was because of the cold or excessive excitement.

As soon as Lao Cao came back, he started to instigate the making of fireworks and firecrackers. Just a few days after the start of the work, in several newly built houses south of the village bridge, hundreds of veterans hired from various villages were busy making various fireworks and firecrackers.

“It’s still handmade…”

Secretary Fang stopped his motorcycle, frowned and walked in to take a look. Lao Cao was squatting in a rice field nearby smoking. When he saw the two of them coming, he hurriedly knocked out the ashes, grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his pipe. Then he stood up, patted his back, and slowly walked over.

"Uncle Cao, business is booming!"

Lao Cao smiled awkwardly, "That's it, just fool around!"

Secretary Fang picked up a long and thin stick of paper and looked at the colorful stickers on it, with three big blue words written on it!

"Magic bullet!"

"How much can this thing sell for now?"

"30 cents for one, 50 cents for two." "Not expensive..."

"Why is it so expensive? If you sell it at a high price, people won't want it."

Secretary Fang walked into the firecracker workshop and took a look around, then came to the paper fermenting area not far away. Stacks of yellow paper were cut neatly with a big knife. Cao Chungui was holding a hammer and pressing a wooden mold on the thick stack of papers, printing copper coin seals on them with a clanging sound.

"Heaven and Earth Bank..."

Secretary Fang picked up a piece of yellow paper and couldn't help but read it aloud.

"Does this thing... work?"

Cao Chungui glared and said, "This is for the people below. Why do you want to use it?"

"roll roll roll!"

Old Cao Zhao hurriedly slapped his son and told him to get out of here as far as he could. Secretary Fang rolled his eyes and took a long time to recover. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, "Old Cao, you..."

"Leader, don't bother with that tiger thing. Let me tell you, our stuff is selling very well now. It's being pulled out in cartloads. It's just a pile of this. If you burn it like straw, it will only burn the stove door. If you make it into yellow paper and sell it..."

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Lao Cao dog looked to the side furtively, lowered his voice, and raised two fingers, "Net profit of two dollars!"

"Isn't that more profitable than firecrackers?"

"What are you talking about? These things that serve the dead have the highest profit. And the coffin, made of five boards, painted red, and painted with the twenty-four filial piety or something, costs three hundred yuan... and I don't even want to bargain!"

Lao Cao coughed and said he was off topic.

“This is…”

Secretary Fang stared at the stack of papers in his hand and grinned. What if he messed with it vigorously?

Can it help them increase the total value?

"Let's go to Xiaoxi Mountain and take another look!"

Sun Jianping had a guilty conscience and was afraid that Secretary Fang would discover his down jacket business, so he urged him to go to Xiaoxishan to inspect the goose business.

"Well, go take a look!"

On the way to Xiaoxishan, Secretary Fang accidentally saw the glass greenhouse built halfway up the mountain. He quietly gave Sun Jianping a look and said, "Good boy, what are you doing with such a beautiful glass greenhouse?"

Are you still hiding it from us?
How many businesses have you built in the past few years? How much money do you have on your account at Ermajia? You haven't told me the truth, right?

Are you afraid that I will collect taxes?
But he didn't say anything, thinking that he would sneak over here and take a look when he had some free time in a few days. There must be some interesting things hidden in that glass greenhouse!
We arrived at Xiaoxishan. As soon as we entered the village, we smelled a pungent smell of blood. Slaughtered geese were thrown all over the ground. More than 20 iron washing basins were lined up in a row. A group of rural women were chatting while plucking goose feathers with nimble hands and feet.

The geese that have been robbed are gutted and thrown onto the covered curtain, waiting to be frozen through and through by the cold November wind. After that, they are packaged, packed into boxes and put into the warehouse.

As for the by-products such as goose down and goose feathers that were plucked, they filled up the entire warehouse!
"Didn't you say that this year you have 500,000 geese in your flock and that you can harvest them all?"

Han Lao Si is not here, and now the head of Xiaoxishan is Han Lao Ba. Facing Secretary Fang's question, Han Lao Ba patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, leader. Even if we don't collect 500,000, we can still get 400,000!"

Sun Jianping kicked him quietly and blew it gently!
Aren’t you afraid that your boss will collect taxes from you?
(End of this chapter)