My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 119 It’s My Fault, Okay
This guarantee even made Weidong doubtful.

Do you dare to say that someone who can change an airplane doesn't have the courage to turn the world upside down?

But his thinking was 30 or 40 years later: "Reform and opening up needs some motivated people to drive it. If he really did something wrong, violated the law or discipline, he should be imprisoned or executed. It's not right to drag it out like this now."

The old leader was very perceptive. "You know we're broke right now, and we're facing problems everywhere. If he keeps resorting to drastic measures, who will bear the responsibility and compensate for any losses that might arise? Aren't you starting to hesitate in making decisions?"

Let Weidong grit his teeth and say: "Then I will persuade him to leave Shangzhou and do something."

As long as he is not in Shangzhou, he will not be responsible.

It was the veteran veteran who had experienced many battles who had a plan: "I know what You Qili is thinking better than you, and I know what you are thinking better than you. Serve the people well, and the people will remember the comrades who truly treat them well. When you have the strength to make up for his losses, I can agree to your request."

Weidong finally understood that the factory had to be really put into operation.

So in addition to going to the machinery factory every day to urge the large vacuum machine to be assembled, the cold storage to be installed, and the high-temperature sterilization tower to be built.

It was at the food factory that we started cooking pig offal in large pots to test the taste.

Each standard slaughtered pig weighing over 100 kilograms has about 30 kilograms of offal, which after cooking is about 10 kilograms, and even less after dehydration.

The loss is still quite large, so it is a good deal to buy it according to the hanging.

In the past, the slaughterhouse couldn’t sell the animals for even a dime a piece, but now they have signed a ten-year agreement on the price.

Weidong thought about it over and over again, so that he would not suffer any loss, nor would he be blamed by others for talking about it and feel cheated.

It is quite creative to buy the beef noodles at five times the price of ordinary beef noodles on the streets of Shangzhou.

As long as the price of beef noodles on the market goes up, the purchase price will automatically go up. In the future, unless the city requires otherwise, Aix Food Factory will have the priority right to renew the contract at the same price.

Now the beef noodles in Shangzhou that cost 1.8 cents are purchased at 90 cents.

The profit of hanging pig offal can be increased by nearly ten times!

The slaughterhouse slaughters hundreds of pigs every day, which increases revenue by tens of thousands every month. This is because the net profit from waste utilization increases without having to do anything extra.

Regardless of whether there is a leader around or not, everyone will rush to sign it.

Now I am actively grateful to the leadership for its wise command, which provided such a good solution for the slaughterhouse.

At the beginning, I could only try it out with dozens or hundreds of kilograms, but within a few days, it quickly increased to seven or eight hundred kilograms!

Because I have to practice processing pig offal ingredients, and along with building a batch processing environment, I have to use large pots and cans for batch production, and figure out how to ensure that the salt-baked, soy-flavored and other flavors are delicious.

The next day, the boy who was sent back to the village notified Erfeng to bring seventy or eighty young people from the surrounding villages and towns to help.

In the past, you might have thought that supporting so many people would lead to bankruptcy.

Now it’s all meat and vegetables!

Every day, they have to drag one or two hundred kilograms of finished offal of various flavors to the dock to sell.

For this reason, Dong Xueying had to temporarily register as an individual business owner for "Dong Jie's Cooked Food".

But Weidong was told not to sell this thing in the city’s vegetable markets or roadside stalls.

It's really too destructive.

In order to ensure that they can be sold out every day, these endless streams of salt-baked, sauce-flavored, dried tangerine peel, and five-spice cooked foods are priced at 50 cents per pound!
Raw pork costs 70 cents, and cured pork costs five or six yuan, but the delicious cooked pig heart, liver, and pig stomach are only 50 cents.

The question is about the trial products and internal supply of the food factory that Brother Dong is working on.

In fact, it is a disguised form of dumping at low prices to the poor people at the docks, and porters, women and children are given priority to buy them.

Spending a dime or two a day can increase the nutrition on the table, which is definitely a great way to improve the diet.

Later, they had to limit the purchase to half a pound per person, because people in the city who got the news rushed to the dock to line up to buy this cheap and increasingly delicious pig offal.

However, Dong Xueying, who brought a few girls to sell cooked food, selected people from the women and children here to work in the food factory.

At this point, Weidong gradually realized that You Qili and his group were really rare.

It may even be that this prefecture-level city can screen out very few people who are willing to devote themselves to reform affairs and have the ability.

He is in this situation now, and it is very difficult for him to gather a group of people.

To make one or two hundred kilograms of cooked food, you only need more than ten hangs of pig offal as raw materials, which costs only a dozen yuan. Add the more expensive seasonings and cheap labor, and the cost is only twenty or thirty yuan.

It can still be sold for seventy, eighty or even a hundred yuan.

It relies on the special ultra-low prices from special supply channels.

There is no loss in doing so.

In the future, we will make it into small snacks the size of a finger, and sell each piece for five cents to ten cents.

No matter how much a piece of raw material shrinks, it can still make dozens or even hundreds of bags!
This is like taking the meat slices in a dish and selling them piece by piece.

Just ask if it is a huge profit.

As long as this food factory can be sold in the future, the profits and prospects can be imagined.

But no one is willing to be the factory director!
Of course, to get what Weidong wants, you must have the ability; not just anyone can do it.

The reform committee had personnel from various departments, including Ding Haifeng, all shaking their heads. No one wanted to jump out of the system and start a business.

Forty years later, so many people are still flocking to take the civil service exam, and people are even more reluctant to give up the iron rice bowl of the 1980s.

Then, none of the managers from the machinery factory or those factories related to West Second Street were willing to do this job.

Wei Dong had to complain to Dong Xueying: "Look, now you understand why I always want to wait for Old You to come out. No one with even a little official position dares to jump into the sea. No one wants to risk their life with nothing to grab on to. I'm not that good at swimming, and I'm afraid of splashing around. I always need a guide to feel more reliable."

Dong Xueying said, "Okay, okay, okay. Anyway, I'm leaving it to you. I can finally take off a huge burden. I was really scared to work with them. Now I think it's okay to sell cooked food every day for the rest of my life."

Rang Weidong laughed and scolded: "If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have opened a factory in Jiangzhou."

The young woman heard that he was flirting, and couldn't help but raise her eyes and glare at him with a bit of coquettishness, meaning that you should be more suitable.

But Weidong was immediately confused. Is this the legendary wink?
There is a collision that hits the heart directly!
He felt his aggressive nature starting to fill him up again, and it might even extinguish his already limited ambition.

Leaning in close, he whispered, "Why don't we just get married and live together in Shangzhou instead of waiting to go to Jiangzhou?"

In the 1980s, it could be said that everyone still believed that one could only do that thing after getting married. Even the prostitutes knew that only a clean prostitute could be considered a faithful wife.

Therefore, Zhang Lanzhi is definitely one of the very few who go against the norm.

Dong Xueying was also unusual. She was shocked to find that she had accidentally sparked again.

She bit her lip hard and turned off the switch: "I'll do whatever you want, but marriage is a big deal, you can't be so casual. I've already taught you a lesson, I hope you don't make the same mistake."

Let Weidong not bully others, okay okay: "I tell you, divorce is really nothing, you are not much older than me, wait until you see the world in Jiangzhou and you will know that no one cares. I'm going, I may not come back for dinner today."

Dong Xueying waved goodbye to the car, turned around and pouted at her daughter, muttering that she should learn from her mother's lesson.

But his eyes followed the car that was driving away and he couldn't bear to look away.

Weidong finally felt that he could go and see You Qili.

Before, Dong Xueying would visit every month as an employee of the trading company to report on the situation.

But she hadn't been there much in the past two months, and You Qili's family had even sent her messages asking about it.

Weidong sat in the reception room of the suburban detention center and told what he could: "...This is the situation. I have met with the old leader three times. Each time, he mentioned that this situation is not legal and there should be more room for exploration. He still needs to wait and see."

It’s almost the end of May, and a whole year has passed.

After Weidong made up his mind to follow You Qili to see the world, the two of them finally had a serious face-to-face conversation.

Passing by at the entrance of the alley, he reminded You Qili that there was a spy among his gang.

When You Qili was arrested, he quietly threw the notebook into Weidong's backpack.

There was no dialogue between the two.

But at this historical moment, uniforms are still sitting nearby.

And it's not just Ding Haifeng, there are three people from the Reform Committee alone.

Weidong had been in jail before, so he tried every possible means to avoid being imprisoned again.

Because he knows the feeling of being completely abandoned and becoming a member of the social marginalization, and he will never believe the nonsense of those keyboard warriors who say that being imprisoned for a few months or years is nothing and he can still be a hero when he comes out.

Most people would feel that their lives are over if they were administratively detained for even a few days.

This feeling is too uncomfortable.

But You Qili still has extraordinary momentum.

He sat there with his hands on his knees, looking at Weidong with interest: "I've heard Xiaodong mention you several times. First of all, thank you for making up for last year's fruit picking contract and the commune's sand and gravel contract, and helping Wanshang Trading Company recover as much of its losses as possible. But I think the problem is that Shangzhou City still hasn't seen the reality clearly..."

Even if Weidong blinked hard, he could not stop You Qili from quoting from classics and criticizing those who lagged behind in the reform and opening up as worthless.

The expressions of the people around were all mixed. Some people lowered their heads and wrote furiously, recording what was happening as if they were writing a confession.

You Qili is not afraid: "I firmly believe that DZY's reform path will not change, and I have full confidence in the business of Wanshang Trading Company!"

Weidong didn't like shouting slogans like that. "Everything has a process of acceptance after change. East Guangdong has been very open and revitalized. Shanghai is lagging behind in comparison because Shanghai has a large number of factories and enterprises that are related to the food and clothing of countless people. Shangzhou is even more..."

You Qi immediately frowned. "Xiao Rang, I've noticed that you've become a guardian of the old order. Only drastic reforms can improve the lives of countless people. Any delay is a crime!"

Weidong was left with no choice but to say, "Not all problems need to be solved with such violent collisions. Take, for example, the fruit picking and sand and gravel transportation at the end of last year. If they hadn't been remedied, the fruit trees and orchards of seven production brigades and two communes, with tens of thousands of people, would have been piled up like mountains of rocks. They'd have worked all year for nothing. You wouldn't want to see that happen, would you?"

You Qili's line of thought was, "So what was wrong in causing this outcome? It was clearly a normal economic transaction that could have been completed as agreed, to everyone's satisfaction, but it was rudely stopped. Is this my fault?"

Let Weidong sigh: "It's my fault, okay?"

Ding Haifeng couldn't help laughing.

It is said that harmony brings wealth, but You Qili's approach is not aimed at doing business at all.

Weidong felt that he was like Yugong moving a mountain in trying to balance the prejudices of both sides.

too difficult.

(End of this chapter)