Rebirth 77: From Beachcombing to Becoming a Tycoon and Spoiling My Wife

Yang Bai walked into the courtyard and opened the door.

With a smile, Ma Hou said, "Yang Bai, the payment for the sardines you caught has come through. Come to the finance office quickly to get your share."

The sardine order, worth over 30,000 yuan, brought the team a profit of 5,000 yuan, so how could he not be happy?

Yang Bai is truly the village's god of wealth.

Yang Bai nodded and immediately got on the tricycle.

"Secretary, could you please notify each of the participating fishermen, house by house?"

"no problem."

Ma Hou got on his bicycle.

After the funds were received, all the fishermen who participated in the fishing gathered in the brigade's finance office.

The accountant is meticulously checking the accounts one by one.

"Chen Dahai, 4489.68 yuan."

"Yang Jun, 3489.68 yuan."

"Liu Dade, 3,489.68 yuan."

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The income of all three key personnel exceeded 3000 yuan.

The remaining fishermen who participated received between 300 and 500 yuan.

Everyone's smile was extremely bright.

This salary is equivalent to their income for the past year.

They were very fortunate to have been chosen by Yang Bai at that time.

Chen Dahai held the 4489.68 yuan and gave 1100 yuan to Yang Bai.

"Xiao Yang, thank you for what happened last time. Please accept this 100 yuan; without you, we wouldn't have any hope for life."

Before meeting Yang Bai, he had excellent boating skills, but every time he applied for a job, the debt collectors would ruin it.

Coupled with the passing of his parents, he genuinely had suicidal thoughts at one point.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Yang Bai was his savior.

Yang Bai knew this, and if he didn't accept the money, he would probably still feel guilty.

He accepted the stack of ten-yuan notes and patted Chen Dahai on the shoulder.

"Old Chen, I'll take this money. Don't worry about whether I owe you anything later. We're brothers, and I feel like a saint when I talk about this."

Chen Dahai felt a lump in his throat and whispered.

"I'll stop talking now. I'll do my job properly from now on."

"That's right. In this life, besides my wife and children, what I value most is a solid livelihood."

Yang Bai replied with a smile.

Everyone received a share of the money, and the rest was Yang Bai's.

The accountant handed Yang Bai a check and said, "This is your money, as income from leading the special overseas project."

Yang Bai glanced at the bill; it totaled 13266.24 yuan.

Yang Bai could only smile wryly as he was given away 60% of his share.

If their county hadn't been a pilot area for the single-boat contract system, they probably would have received at most five or six thousand yuan.

This situation gradually opened up in 1984.

We still have to wait another seven years.

"it is good."

Yang Bai accepted the check.

The villagers watching the distribution of money were so excited their eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

But they also knew their own limitations, and they just regretted not learning to sail sooner.

Some people were still unwilling to give up and asked loudly.

"Yang Bai, can you lead us to make money?"

"Yes, we can't just focus on the brothers who sail the boats; we want to make a fortune too."

"Please give me a chance. My son is seventeen. He can come on a boat trip to learn something. It's free."

"Yang Bai, I'll do anything for you, please give me a chance."

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They really didn't want to give up. They only worked in Shanghai for two days, earning a normal person's annual salary. Who wouldn't be confused if they did that?

Yang Bai watched them fight tooth and nail, and waved his hand.

"What about spots? There aren't any. If you want to learn, go ask someone in my fleet. I don't mind if they're willing to take you on as an apprentice."

"In addition, there is another way to get rich: our village has established a collective seafood farm."

"Everyone is willing to learn skills there, and I guarantee they'll live a more comfortable life than those working in the factory."

"The money we'll receive will be no less than what we make working at sea, because we're raising premium seafood!"

"And we are the county's only high-quality collective breeding farm, with a very bright future!"

According to his understanding, construction on the site had already begun during this period and it would be completed in about six months.

Two months later, the first batch of mud crabs will be released.

What we'll lack most then are people and people with skills.

These villagers were just the right amount to be mobilized to work for themselves.

As for the technology, we can hire an aquaculture technician to teach them later.

Blue crabs are easy to raise; once they're alive, they'll breed a whole bunch.

The villagers' eyes lit up when they heard this; they had indeed seen construction recently starting on a vacant lot by the sea.

The result was a collective aquaculture farm; they missed out on the sea, but they couldn't miss out on the aquaculture farm.

In the end, you can only watch others make money while you feel envious and helpless.

One by one, the villagers raised their hands to sign up.

Yang Bai waved his hand.

"We currently only recruit young people who are willing to learn. If you're lazy, you'll be fired once you're in. Think carefully before you apply."

He asked Secretary Ma for help.

"Secretary Ma, you'll have to work hard during this time. Those who can read should be given priority in the assessment, those who can't read but are willing to learn, and those with strong abilities should be considered next. If there's really nowhere else to recruit, we'll find the rest."

In this day and age, seeing whether you can read and write is the fastest way to screen people.

At least in the current context of scarce learning resources, the fact that he can still recognize and write characters proves that he is willing to learn.

Moreover, if you can't read, your communication and learning efficiency with the technicians who come later will be much slower.

Yang Bai is willing to help those who are talented but lack the money to study and write; they simply lack the opportunity to learn.

Yang Bai quite likes people like this: they will study like crazy whenever they get the chance.

Why should Yang Bai give a chance to someone who has neither the ability nor the willingness to learn?

Ma Hou nodded. He understood Yang Bai's intention. As the first collectively owned fish farm in the village, he had to take it seriously.

"I've written all of these down, and I'll go through them one by one."

When the villagers realized that the Party Secretary was going to handle the matter personally, their hopes of getting away with it immediately sank.

Yang Bai returned home around noon after everything was settled.

Pushing open the door, Zhang Ning sat on a small stool, her eyes vacant, with an envelope on the table.

Yang Bai sensed that the atmosphere was a bit off, so he sat down next to Zhang Ning and hugged her.

"Ningning, what's wrong?"

Zhang Ning leaned her head against Yang Bai's chest and opened the envelope on the table, handing it to him.

Yang Bai opened it and a look of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"Your family really has the nerve to use the money from selling you to pay for their son's dowry, and now they want you to pay for his wedding too?"

The envelope was sent to Zhang Ning by her parents.

Seven days later was Zhang Ning's brother's wedding, and she was to go.

Her hometown is more than 300 kilometers away from here, and with Zhang Ning's beautiful face, it would be very dangerous for her to hitchhike on the way.

It was practically impossible to ride a bicycle; the only option was to take a long-distance bus, which would take two days and required a letter of introduction from the commune or brigade to buy a ticket.

Most importantly, Zhang Ning's family members were extremely malicious towards her.

Selling daughters and preventing them from going to school can be called feudal dregs.

However, the Zhang family disliked her because she could not continue the family line or provide for the elderly.

Often, if there's even the slightest dissatisfaction, they'll get a beating.

They weren't allowed to sit at the table to eat, and the food they ate was leftovers.

She ignored her period and almost died from an infection.

Zhang Ning is incredibly lucky to have survived to this day.

Just when things were finally starting to get better, they still sent Zhang Ning an invitation that would remind her of painful memories.