Moreover, the juicy bean sprouts are very appetizing, and Wang Meng feels the urge to eat them just after taking a look at them.

He reached out and picked one up and put it into his mouth. Suddenly, he was refreshed by a fragrance that he had never tasted before, and then he couldn't stop.

He ate a handful of them one by one, just like eating cucumbers.

"Hurry up, stop, I'll give you this basket after I finish the business," Hua Qiang said.

Wang Meng used to be his personal soldier, and he could guess what he was thinking. In the end, he had to digest the basket of bean sprouts himself.

"Okay, okay!" Wang Meng never thought that he could hide this from the old leader. He shouted out the door: "Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao!"

Soon, a soldier ran in.

But the literal meaning is easy to understand.

"Promise to complete the task!" After Xiao Zhao finished speaking, he went to carry the basket on the ground, but when he stretched out his hand, he almost pulled himself over.

"Go, carry this basket of bean sprouts to the supply and marketing cooperative and ask them to collect it! Then you buy it back for me! You don't have to leave any bean sprouts, you know?" Wang Meng stared at him as he took out 20 yuan and stuffed it into Xiao Bing's hand.

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The soldier was stunned for a moment, what kind of operation is this?

He reached out and lifted the other handle of the basket, and he immediately tested the weight. It was about 100 kilograms! Just a lot more!

He looked at Hua Zhao and exclaimed: "Okay!"

What's going on?

Wang Meng looked at the basket on the ground, and then at the confused Xiao Zhao.

She saw the closeness between her grandfather and this man, and also heard the man's handling methods. He was a "good uncle."

"Hahaha!" Wang Meng looked at Hua Zhao and laughed, suddenly feeling that this big fat girl was actually quite pleasing to the eye.

The fat girl was so relaxed when she walked in, and so light when she put it down. He thought she was carrying an empty basket! He didn't expect it to be so heavy.

"That's necessary, otherwise I'll be sorry for my body." Hua Zhao joked.

Wang Meng closed the door, served tea and poured water, asked Hua Qiang to sit down, and then whispered to him: "Old leader, I feel that the sky is going to change again..."

Hua Qiang stared at him.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you go quickly!" Wang Meng suddenly turned around and shouted to the soldier: "Bring them back to me one by one, do you understand?!"

"Understood!" This time Xiao Zhao was prepared. He picked up the 100-pound basket with all his strength and left.

"But, I can't tell, it seems like there's still a fire left..." Wang Meng looked a little confused.

The situation is now a bit turbulent, and the storm is surging above. Even he, a small soldier who has been sent to the corner, can feel it.

Wang Meng licked his lips and said cautiously: "I feel like it's going to be sunny..."

Hua Qiang's eyelids drooped, he took a sip of tea and said, "It's time for the weather to clear up, it's been 10 years."

The difference is time.

It is now 1976. There were several major events in 1976. In January, a great man passed away, and the whole situation became turbulent. In September, another great man passed away, and then in October, the movement that lasted for 10 years began.

it's over.

But when it comes to changing the world, it doesn’t seem to have that much energy. What’s the difference?

Hua Zhao sat in the other corner of the room, lowered his head to drink water, pretending not to understand.

On July 28, there was a huge earthquake with a magnitude of 7.8!

Hua Zhao fell into deep thought.

Thinking of these, Hua Zhao suddenly remembered another major event in 1976.

During this year, another thing happened that cannot be ignored in any case.

...

Xiao Zhao came back with a basket on his back.

She's here, she's back with the prophet, do you want to do something?

Even though it was a natural disaster and the human power was overwhelming, she felt a little uncomfortable if she didn't do anything. Extremely uncomfortable! That's more than 200,000 lives!

The bean sprouts were so attractive that the overlying clerk picked one up and ate it.

Then his eyes widened and he reached out to get it again.

The supply and marketing cooperative in the county was very close to them, and the people in the supply and marketing cooperative were more knowledgeable. As soon as they heard Xiao Zhao's operation, they knew what was going on. They didn't say anything, and immediately weighed in and calculated the money.

Supposedly, a pound of bean sprouts currently costs 1 cents, but they obeyed the instructions and gave them 1.5 cents per pound.

"Not for sale! Not for sale at all!" Xiao Zhao carried the basket and left.

"Head, a total of 103 pounds, this is 15 yuan and 45 cents." Xiao Zhao handed over the account.

"Pah!" Xiao Zhao slapped his hand, but he said, no one is missing! This is one missing! How will he explain it when he goes back!

"These bean sprouts, give me 1 catty, no, 10 catties!" said the waiter.

The net profit per basket is about 12 yuan. What if 10 baskets are sold a day? How about more?...

Wow, want to get rich!

Wang Meng changed hands and gave it to Hua Zhao.

Hua Zhao was so happy that one basket sold for 15 yuan! The cost was only 7 kilograms of mung beans, which cost two or three yuan!

"Uncle Wang, I gave birth to 7 baskets of bean sprouts. I will have one basket every day from now on. Can you eat them?"

Wang Meng......

"Uncle Wang, what are you going to do with these bean sprouts?" Hua Zhao suddenly asked.

"I'll take half of it home, give one share to my relatives, and divide the remaining half in this courtyard." He said directly without saying anything.

Wang Meng stuffed another handful of bean sprouts into his mouth, the more they chewed, the more fragrant they became: "One basket a day, it should be fine."

At the worst, it could be distributed to more families. It would not be a problem for each family to consume two or three kilograms of such delicious bean sprouts a day. At the worst, he would not give it away for free, but he would also charge for it.

"Cough." Hua Qiang coughed awkwardly, but he lowered his head to drink tea and said nothing.

Originally, these words were what he wanted to say, but he didn't expect that his granddaughter would also think of it... Hua Qiang's eyes were filled with tears, his flowers were really blooming!

"Pfft~" Wang Meng spit out a mouthful of bean sprouts. He really couldn't eat it anymore and had to eat himself into bean sprouts!

"So uncle, you don't have to buy it every time and eat it yourself. You just need to tell the supply and marketing cooperative here and ask them to collect my bean sprouts, and then they can sell them themselves."

15 yuan a day, 15 yuan a day, and his monthly salary is only over 100 yuan! He can’t afford to give it away.

"What if there are 10 baskets a day?" Hua Zhao asked.

Where do the vegetables sold in vegetable shops come from? They are not harvested from any random village, but from "vegetable cooperatives" that specialize in growing vegetables.

In the suburbs around the city, there will be many rural villages and production teams that specialize in growing vegetables, which are vegetable cooperatives.

Hua Zhao was afraid that they would not think of the market, so he pointed out: "When the time comes, let everyone in the canteen of each unit try these bean sprouts, and the market will not be worried. 10 baskets a day are not enough."

In fact, the best sales point for vegetables is the vegetable store, but it is even more difficult for her to get into the vegetable store.

The vegetable shop only collects vegetables from the vegetable club and sells them.

The vegetable farmers in the vegetable cooperative are like half workers. Although they are not paid, they are given a grain book and go to the grain store to buy grain every month. However, the share is different from that of formal workers. For example, if someone pays 8 kilograms of white flour a month, the vegetable farmer will

There is only a limit of 4 pounds.

The vegetable club does not grow grain in its land, but only grows vegetables, such as potatoes, peppers, eggplants, beans, and various vegetables. The vegetable club delivers vegetables, just like other production teams that hand in public grain every year. They have tasks.

Hand over vegetables, exchange work points, and settle accounts after autumn.

The messy vegetables from other production teams like Huazhao cannot enter their system.

Wang Meng chewed the bean sprouts and looked at Hua Zhao with gleaming eyes: "Old leader, my eldest niece can do it! This brain is so smart! This matter is settled! You can bring as much as you want!

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In his own canteen, he can eat 10 baskets a day! When they have eaten enough, he will kindly share it with other units to have a taste.


Chapter completed!