When the uncle went to the district the next day, he took the opportunity to inform the commissioner. In the afternoon, the commissioner riding a bicycle took his secretary to Yangjiacun. Yang Dongxu, who was playing with his sister on the threshing floor, was brought closer to the house.
"Teacher..." When Yang Dongxu entered the room, Chen Weimin just put down the paper in his hand and looked at his teacher with a serious expression.
"He wrote it. What can you ask him about?" Zhou Yiren pointed at Yang Dongxu who had just entered.
This made Chen Weimin, who looked a little solemn, look stunned and turned to look at the little kid Yang Dongxu.
"The words of some old farmers are much more useful than the experience in some of your long books. Besides, your ambition does not depend on your age." Looking at his student's appearance, Zhou Yiren knew what he was thinking and said.
"Teacher, he... this..." Chen Weimin had a bitter smile on his face. He wanted to say something but found that his teacher's expression did not look like he was joking, and the handwriting on the paper in his hand was not that of his teacher. It did look a bit immature and was written for a child. Not only did he look at Yang Dongxu seriously.
I also like my junior brother Chen Weimin very much. He is smart and seems to be very sensible. But when this age involves Wuli Town, a town with a population of 50,000, he always feels a little unreliable.
"Can you briefly tell me about your article?" Chen Weimin said to Yang Dongxu after adjusting his mentality and choosing to believe his teacher.
But obviously he didn't choose to believe it completely. This question was obviously a test question. If Yang Dongxu couldn't even explain clearly what was written on the paper, then there was no need to ask again.
After taking a look at his teacher's appearance, Yang Dongxu knew that he couldn't escape today, so he sat down on his little stool.
“Material is the basis of economic development. To put it simply, you have something in your hand, a commodity, and then you can sell it or exchange it with others for what you want.
The material basis of rural areas is grain. Only by increasing grain production can we have enough food. After eating, the remaining grain can be fed to pigs, chickens, etc., so that when the pigs and chickens grow up, they can be sold as commodities and used as money to buy other things. What you need..."
What Yang Dongxu said in the article was very general, but very targeted. He did not talk about liberalizing the trading market and how to promote mutual transactions between farmers and farmers. Instead, he proposed how to enrich farmers' basic materials.
Food is the most basic thing for farmers. Only when food is enough, the stomach is full. Only farmers will want to obtain more things to enrich their material life. After their material life improves to a certain level, they will begin to pursue spiritual life.
Therefore, the first thing to do to promote economic development is to make farmers full. If you don't promote it when they are full, farmers will spontaneously form a market. Yang Dongxu's entire article has the feeling of moist rain and silent rain.
Moreover, the methods proposed and the things to be done are not radical. Because whether it was collective labor in previous years or subcontracting to households now, increasing grain production has always been one of the policies.
Although the purpose of Yang Dongxu's entire article is to liberalize the economy and allow the emergence of businessmen who are called the tail tail of capitalism by people of this era, the method of operation is so twisted that no one can find the slightest fault.
"Teacher, this... this is really..." After listening to Yang Dongxu analyze and explain all the contents in the article one by one, Chen Weimin looked at Yang Dongxu as if he were looking at a monster.
If he hadn't known his teacher's character, he would have thought that his teacher had asked Yang Dongxu to memorize these things in advance. A child less than seven years old has such mature thoughts and talents. It is really, really...
"If you find it useful, you can take some measures to implement it, and don't say much else." Zhou Yiren waved his hand. He looked at Yang Dongxu with a smile, obviously very satisfied with his student's performance today.
"It's useful, it's so useful. It can be implemented not only in Wuli Town, but also in the entire region. Increasing food production is a slogan that must be shouted every year, no, every day. I can implement this slogan. Not only will nothing happen, my superiors will also give me credit." Chen Weimin said excitedly.
Chen Weimin hurriedly came to Yangjiacun, sat there for less than two hours and left in a hurry.
The next day the whole area was in motion and a plan was launched to find fertilizer.
Fertilizer is a scarce thing in this era, and it is also a powerful tool for growing crops. With it, it is impossible to achieve high grain yields. But how to obtain fertilizer is a problem.
Simply going out and buying it is obviously not enough, so Zhou Yiren suggested that it is better to teach people how to fish than to teach them how to fish. Fertilizer production is not complicated and does not require high technology, so getting the machinery back and opening a fertilizer factory is definitely a win-win situation. Chen Weimin also agreed with the good situation.
When wheat sowing begins in the fall, Yang Dongxu doesn't know whether the fertilizer factory has been established. Wuli Township has brought back several large cars of fertilizer. Yang Dongxu knows it because people from Yangjia Village also go to receive fertilizer.
That’s right, you need to receive it, not buy it. At this time, farmers still don’t have much trust in chemical fertilizers. If they ask for money, no one will buy it. Even if you take it back, it is mandatory to use it, and the village chief must supervise the scattering into the ground.
"Mr. Zhou, are these pungent powders really useful?" The old man squatting on the ground asked worriedly.
Crops are the lifeblood of farmers. Sprinkling those pungent powders into the farmland can increase the wheat yield by hundreds of kilograms. No matter what he thinks, it is not reliable.
"Don't worry, this is a good thing like a secret recipe. Although the increase in production is limited due to the lack of food, we will definitely produce more food next year than this year, brother." Zhou Yiren comforted with a smile.
"Not too much, just a little." The uncle gritted his teeth and showed an ugly smile.
After the autumn harvest, Yangjiacun slowly stopped selling aquatic products in the area. The eels and loaches have already begun their winter season. The number of fish in the river has been reduced after a summer of fishing, and they need to rest and recuperate. Fishing in dry land is not an option for current farmers who want to live a good life, so all transactions have begun to slowly come to a halt.
However, it is foreseeable that this year will be a good year. After paying the public grain, there will be a lot of grain left in each family's granary. Although it is impossible to eat three dry meals a day, it is still possible to barely eat enough with some dried red taro and other grains, instead of just half a bag like before.
It’s just that I feel a little bad when I see the chemical fertilizers spread in the land. I don’t know what will happen next year.
After the autumn planting, people in the countryside were all idle. After a few days, they saw the wheat seedlings growing green and the market was very good. The originally worried farmers finally took it into their hearts and began to use molds to make adobe bricks to build a house. A side house, or a pigsty or something.
The production of adobe is very simple. Mix some wheat bran or broken wheat straw into the mud, fill it into a mold and pound it firmly. Then remove the mold and put the adobe about one foot wide and two feet long on the ground to dry. Finally, they were used as bricks to build houses.
Brick houses are still a luxury for farmers today, and adobe houses are the main color in rural areas. Seeing adobe Yang Dongxu couldn't help but think of red bricks. Nowadays, more sophisticated households in rural areas use ordinary blue bricks, and most of them still build their houses with adobe. Red bricks are a good thing that only urbanites can afford.
There is actually not much technical content in the firing of red bricks. All you need to do is build a brick kiln and control the high temperature. Thinking about the fact that his home would leak when it rained, and the adobe house would either crack or the walls would start to crook within a few years, Yang Dongxu felt that he should do something.
"Brother, my brother-in-law is here, and dad wants you to go to the back house." Not long after returning home from the fields, Yang Dongxu's brother-in-law shouted through the wall.
Yang Dongxu didn't have a good impression of this uncle (father's younger brother) in his two lives. In one sentence, he summed up that he was good at eating and doing everything, and he was a complete rotten person.
But the tradition of parents loving the youngest is everywhere. Although my youngest son is a bit unruly, the several marriages proposed in the past few years have all been canceled soon. Even in the past two years, no one has even talked about matchmaking. , but Yang Dongxu’s grandparents still held him in their hands.
"I'll go check it out." Father Yang smiled awkwardly at his wife and turned around to leave the house.
"Huh, you have just had a comfortable life for a few days and you don't know who you are?" Yang's mother snorted coldly and pretended that she didn't see her brother-in-law.
During the summer, I went to the district several times to trade without incident, so many people started to think about it. After all, although the Yang Dongxu family understands the principle of keeping their wealth secret, they cannot withstand the neighbors spying on them like spies.
So the news that Yang Dongxu's family and the village head's family were getting rich spread like wildfire. Although no one dared to say anything because of the majesty of the uncle, many of them secretly went to the district several times. Unfortunately, they couldn't find the way, so they started Come and get ready to hook up.
Of course, there was Yang Dongxu, a younger brother-in-law, and it was his grandfather who came to talk to him personally. But when it comes to transactions, Father Yang is just a delivery man. Grandpa Yang Dongxu and his eldest grandfather handle most of the business. The door of the supply and marketing cooperative is not accessible to anyone who wants to.
So Yang's father couldn't make the decision, so he invited both the elder grandfather and Yang Dongxu's younger grandfather to talk about it. The elder didn't say anything, but Yang Dongxu's younger grandfather fell out at that time.
He pointed at Father Yang's nose and yelled, saying that if he was willing to quit, he would let anyone in. For this reason, Yang's father and Yang's mother had a quarrel, and the relationship with Yang Dongxu's grandparents worsened. During the autumn harvest, Yang Dongxu's grandparents helped other unrelated people harvest crops across the ditch, and they also came over to help Yang Dongxu's family harvest. As a result, the two families did not speak to each other for more than a month.
In fact, Yang Dongxu's little grandfather didn't want to eat alone, but went to the district to do business. Although there was no problem, many people started to make weird remarks. Several times I went to Director Li’s house to deliver things and almost had them returned.
At this time, you no longer want to make a fortune quietly and recruit people to join you. Do you want to continue doing this? Okay, today you brought your younger brother in to trade and you got a little more. Are you jealous and unbalanced in your family? Will you bring someone in too?
You pull one person, and he pulls another person. Not to mention that the autumn trading has almost stopped, even at the busiest time, Director Li, with such a big team, dares to let you in? He doesn't have any brains at all. This is what my grandfather said about Yang Dongxu's father.
