Because the Chinese New Year is coming soon, Wufu said that the brick factory's performance this year is pretty good, and the year-end bonus will be given to the brick factory employees during the Chinese New Year.

The year-end bonus will be at least three months' salary.

The salary for three months is almost 200 yuan.

After hearing this, the people from the brick factory quickly became energetic. Everyone refused to rest before the New Year and said that they would work until the New Year.

In the first month of the year, you can rest at home for half a month.

So before the New Year, the volume of goods for the first lunar month was given to the village. If someone asked for goods in the first lunar month, they didn’t have to rush to start work.

The ability of people in brick factories to make money is equivalent to the fact that the villagers can make more money and at least a group of villagers can enrich them.

Of course, the village party secretary was happy. He would come to the brick factory when he had nothing to do. Although the brick factory was run by Wufu and Mo Jin at the time, the benefits he got had nothing to do with the village. He just gave the village a sum of land rent, but it was finally considered a political achievement of the village party secretary.

There is only a village nearby that can open a factory.

He recently went to the township government for a meeting and was always praised by name and said that their village was doing well.

The village party secretary still thought that he could still climb up in the future.

He thought that if the village could build one or two more factories like this, the whole village would be rich.

When Wufu arrived there, she saw the village party secretary sitting on the side of the road wearing a big cotton jacket. She walked over with a smile, "Uncle, why are you here?"

"I have nothing to do at home. Come here and see the villagers doing it enthusiastically, and I feel very warm." The village party secretary remembered the people from the brick factory just now saying that the year-end bonus was given, and he was happy, "Wufu, you are really doing well in the brick factory. You have also made contributions to the village. I remember this."

Wufu waved his hand and smiled modestly, "If you don't make any contribution or not, the village is good, so are we."

This is the truth. Wufu opens a factory and makes money. If you come to work, you can also make hard money.

After saying that, Wufu remembered his purpose again, called the village party secretary to the office of the brick factory and said to him, "Uncle, there is something you have to discuss today."

"You said." The village party secretary looked at Wufu and felt a little excited.

Every time, as long as Wufu takes the initiative to look for him, it is good news.

Wufu said, "Look, every household in our village grows sweet potatoes. In winter, we can't finish eating sweet potatoes, and they sprout in the beginning of spring, and they are ruined."

The village party secretary kept thinking about this matter and was a little embarrassed, "Isn't that true? But if you don't grow sweet potatoes, it will be difficult to feed other things in winter. You will always grow something. If something happens, you can make do with stuttering."

They always think that when they were eating big pot rice a few years ago, they didn’t even have to eat sweet potatoes, and they were afraid that they would go back to the past, which was a guarantee.

Wu Fu smiled and explained to the village party secretary, "I mean, since our sweet potatoes are so easy to support, why not find a place in our village and build a sweet potato processing factory? You can process the sweet potatoes into sweet potato flour, dried sweet potatoes, sweet potato wine, or even pastries. Wouldn't this solve the sweet potatoes in the village?"

The village had only heard of these, but he laughed a few times, "I know what you said, but I have heard of them, but we can't do them."

"I will." Wufu said.
Chapter completed!