After loading the watermelons, the commune members curiously got on the train to visit. None of the adults and children in the village had ever taken a train.

Children, especially, are very curious about this extremely long, white-smelling iron guy.

"Okay, just take a look. Be careful if you damage the train. I won't be able to afford the compensation if I sell you." The village cadre began to drive away the children who were running around.

Parents from each household were asked to gather their children together and count the number of people. The members, led by the third uncle Li Dequan, pulled the cart home.

On the way back, the children pulled the cart and ran wildly, while the adults followed leisurely and happily.

Here in the county town, Li Wen and several village cadres went to the purchasing station to settle accounts and collect money.

"There are 73,000 kilograms of watermelon in total, and the total amount is 2,774 yuan. Accountant Li, can you count it and see if it's correct?" Accountant Sun from the purchasing station handed the money note to Li Desheng and said.

Three stacks of big black tens were neatly stacked on the table, which looked very eye-catching. Li Desheng, the accountant of the brigade, counted them three or four times before completely counting them.

"Hey! I forgot, this is a bill to subsidize you." Accountant Sun said and took out a small stack of bills from the drawer and handed it to Li Desheng.

Li Desheng picked up the bills and put them directly into his briefcase without counting them.

"Thank you for your hard work, Accountant Sun. Can we all have a meal together at noon?" Li Junli happily shook hands with the accountant of the purchasing station.

"Then why are you so embarrassed? Am I the only one?" Accountant Sun is a middle-aged man in his forties.

"Several leaders of the purchasing station are there." Li Wen on the side said quickly.

At noon, several people from Sanxing Village hosted a banquet for the leaders of the purchasing station at the county's state-owned hotel.

After a meal, the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves, and the total cost for more than a dozen people was only eight yuan.

"The income from this watermelon is not high! It took more than 70,000 kilograms of watermelon to sell for this little money." Li Wen was riding a bicycle and discussed with Li Juncai, the fourth grandfather in the back seat.

"Thousands of yuan is still too little! The total income of our village the year before last was less than 10,000 yuan. You are really unsatisfied, you brat." Li Juncai laughed and cursed while sitting in the back seat of the car.

"Fourth Master, why not plant melons next year? Although the yield of melons is low, the price is incomparable to watermelons."

"The good land in the village cannot be moved, and crops must be grown. In the second half of the year, we will renovate the wasteland and gravel land in the village, and plant all the watermelons and melons next year." The old man thought for a while and said.

After paying the public grain, the busy farming period of the first half of the year is over.

"Mom, you don't have to send me off." Li Wen looked at the little-footed grandma who had been sent to the entrance of the village, and kept waving his hands.

"Now that you're gone, you won't see my sweet grandson for a few more months. I'll send you off, it's okay." The old lady said with a look of reluctance.

After bidding farewell to the old lady, Li Wen rode his bicycle to the state-owned hotel in the town.

"Uncle Wu, did Brother Guang really say that the county has introduced a canning machine?" Li Wen said hurriedly when he came to the backyard of the state-owned hotel.

"Yeah! Xiaoguang told me when he came back a few days ago. Last year, the canning workshop in your village made a big splash in the province."

"The county leaders made a guarantee with the province that exports will increase tenfold this year. I applied to the province for foreign exchange from selling cans last year and imported two second-hand canning production lines." Bald Uncle Wu told Li Wen about the canning factory.

Condition.

"Alas! I knew that the canning workshop in the village would not last long, but I didn't expect that it would not be able to continue in just one year." Li Wen said with a sigh.

If the county wants to set up a cannery, it must purchase fruits throughout the county. The county government has also promised to complete the task ten times, and the entire Weihe County has not enough fruits.

This is a political task. All communes and brigades must respond to the call. Sanxing Village must not be at odds with the county government.

In this case, the tools purchased by Sanxing Village for more than 2,000 yuan last year will have no use, and Sanxing Village will suffer heavy losses.

"I have to go back and inform. Our village turned over so much profit last year, the commune and the county must at least give our village an explanation." After hearing this, Li Wen left the town state-owned hotel with a sullen face.

"Xiao Wen, why are you back again? What did you leave behind?" The old lady at the entrance of the village was chatting. She saw Li Wen hurriedly riding his bicycle and asked hurriedly.

"Po, I have something to do in the village, you don't have to worry about it." Li Wen didn't stop, he said hello and left directly.

"What's the matter with Awen? You're sweating profusely." Li Juncai, who was reading the newspaper in the village committee, saw Li Wen rushing in and asked hurriedly.

Li Wen did not hesitate and told Li Juncai the news he had heard.

Half an hour later, all the village cadres were sitting in the conference room, sighing, smoking, and no one spoke.

"No, I have to ask Director Zhang for clarification. Last year our brigade turned over more than 10,000 yuan in profits and contributed so many cans to the country. We cannot let our losses go in vain." Li Junli patted the table and said loudly

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"Junli, you have to change your fiery temper. Otherwise, how can I trust you to lead the tribe?"

"I'm here to ask this. Now that I'm old, I'm not afraid of anything anymore. Military power, please don't stand out." The old man Li Juncai said.

"Fourth Master, the county hasn't announced anything yet. We got the news in advance and went to the commune and the county to ask. There's no need to be so serious." Li Wen looked at the serious atmosphere in the conference room and said with a smile.

"Okay, Junli, you go push the cart and we go to the commune to find out the situation." Li Juncai nodded.

"Director Zhang, I heard that the county is going to open a cannery?" Li Juncai from the office asked with a smile.

"You Sanxing Village have really good ears. You will know the documents I received just yesterday today." Director Zhang looked at Li Wen and others with a wry smile.

"Alas! Director Zhang, you also know that our village spent more than 2,000 yuan to build a workshop last year. If it cannot be used this year, the loss will be great. Do you think I can stop being anxious?" Li Juncai said with a sad face.

"Yes, two thousand yuan is a quarter of a village's annual income." Director Zhang nodded in agreement.

"Director Zhang, the county didn't say how to arrange our village." Li Junli asked anxiously.

"Yes, why not? Your Sanxing Village has taken a big advantage this time." Director Zhang smiled slightly and stopped talking, selling it to a few people.

"What's the big deal? Director Zhang, please forgive me for my bad attitude just now." When Li Junli heard that there was something good, he hurriedly took out the cigarette and handed it over.

"The county purchased all the tools for the canning workshop in your village and gave you job openings." Director Zhang smiled and held out six fingers.

"What, are there still recruitment quotas?" Li Juncai and Li Junli jumped up from their chairs after hearing this.

"Yes, but specifically there are five places, one of which is for Comrade Li Wen, to reward him for his outstanding contribution to the canning industry in our county."
Chapter completed!