"Mei Xiaofang has built a factory, it's really fast."

When it comes to Mei Xiaofang, Li Dong thought he was a character when he first met him. It was extremely difficult for rural women to do their careers in this year. But he didn’t expect to be so decisive. Before Li Dong’s bamboo weaving factory was started, Mei Xiaofang dared to set up a bamboo weaving factory.

"Dongzi, it's not just about running a factory."

Han Fu was really anxious and said, "I heard that Mei Xiaofang has cooperated with the state-owned bamboo weaving factory and has also set up an export contract. I will not follow us next year."

"That's right."

Unexpectedly, Mei Xiaofang actually set up an export contract and also joined a state-owned bamboo weaving factory, which is quite capable.

However, this is a good thing. Li Dong wanted to build a bamboo weaving hometown at the beginning. It would be impossible without Mei Xiaofang. Only by building a large industry can it last for a long time. But he didn't expect that Mei Xiaofang was so determined and even brought in a state-owned bamboo weaving factory to get export orders. It was amazing.

Mei Xiaofang's meaning is somewhat clearer.

Li Dong put the price at the intersection a lot. I think those of Mei Xiaofang’s bamboo weaving production team also had their opinions, but they were suppressed by Mei Xiaofang. After all, it was much better than selling in Chicheng, and the orders for several thousand hand baskets per month are not small.

"Dongzi, foreign trade orders are 10,000 handbags per month, and you said you would increase the output of mini bamboo weaving crafts. Now if the intersection commune builds a factory and does the order by yourself, what should I do?"

South Korean wealthy is afraid that the goods without a carry-on basket will be handed over to foreign trade companies, and the production capacity of Lishan alone is completely insufficient.

"Uncle Guofu, we signed a contract with Lujun Commune until the beginning of next year. Mei Xiaofang would not be so unwise to breach the contract. If she had known abroad, she would have been very fond of the spirit of the contract, so she would not have to worry too much about this."

But next year will be difficult, there is no intersection commune, but there is still half a year to find someone to fill it in. "Uncle Guofu, I have settled the account of the carry-on basket this month with the foreign trade company. I will ask Huang Shengnan to send it over, Mei Xiaofang is waiting for me to go back and I will talk to her."

"Don't worry, I have prepared some things here and I'll give you a surprise when I go back. Tell everyone, don't worry, maybe we can cooperate with the intersection again."

The first batch of machines ordered by Li Dong should be delivered before the National Day. Unfortunately, domestic patent application is too troublesome now, and there is another kind of steel that is controlled by domestically, so private people cannot get it.

After hearing Li Dong's words, Hanfu finally breathed a sigh of relief and talked about some of the situation in Hanzhuang.

"Your rice grows very well, and several children often go to the ground to pull weeds."

"The vegetables on the slopes are pretty good. By the way, your corn grows differently from other families."

Corn is different. Did the corn seeds he bought on Taobao have problems and were cheated? Li Dong wondered. "Uncle Guofu, what's the difference?"

"Seeing that it's taller than other people, the corn has a bigger cob."

"Maybe it's because I've got a lot of fertilizer. You know, I don't know how to get fat."

It’s over, needless to say, the corn seed problem, the good varieties have spanned time and space, and are excellent and high-quality products.

When Korean rich heard that it might be true, and the phone was quite expensive, so he didn't say much to hang up.

"I have to go back."

The corn is going to grow crazy, and you can cut it off. You say that the yield per acre of land is 10% or 20% or 30% or 40% or 10% or 20% or 10% or 20% or 10% or 10% or 20% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or

Alas, this is done, and high yields are also a problem. Li Dong muttered, what should I do? I have to go back quickly.

"Is there something wrong with cousin's family?" Hu Lixin looked at Li Dong's face frowning after answering the phone and asked with concern.

"What happened at home?"

Chen Lianfang also asked with concern. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong."

"A little thing in the field."

The food ration problem is not a big problem for the people in the yard. "It's because there is a food ration problem at home. My second uncle and I still have some food coupons, so I'll get some for you."

When Chen Lianfang came into the house, he got about 100 kilograms of grain coupons, and there were still 100 yuan. He gave it to Li Dong. The food coupons were not much this year and the quota was average. The two of them usually gave more subsidies, and some of the food coupons were saved.

"Auntie, no, I'm not short of money."

"This kid, where did you get the money from school?"

Chen Lianfang forgot that Li Dong could build a house, at least thousands or tens of thousands of yuan, which was less than this little money. I have to say that Chen Lianfang had some preconceived ideas. He came from the countryside, and now the countryside and the city are completely different worlds.

Especially in rural areas in southern Anhui, they are generally working hard to have a full meal. In addition, last year's drought, some people in southern Anhui have food problems. Some teachers in schools with relatives in southern Anhui have said this.

Some of them even bought noodles, flour and grain to their hometowns. Now relatives are still relatives, and they have to help them, so some teachers have to help them, so that some teachers have to reduce their clothes and diet. Chen Lianfang knew that this was mainly because of this. After several waves of relatives, they also asked Chen Lianfang to borrow some money. After all, Professor Feng’s salary is not low, and he has a salary of one or two hundred and some subsidies. The income of a month is really good, and the family doesn’t spend much money.

There is always some extra money. I don’t think of food and money when I hear something happening in Li Dong’s family.

This matter is really hard to explain. Li Dong said that he was rich, but Chen Lianfang didn't believe it, and this matter was a mess.

"Or cousin, please keep it."

Hu Lixin persuaded him in a low voice, saying that Li Dong was so proud of his face.

"Or, you can get some money here."

Hu Lixin suddenly thought of selling water heaters, so she made a lot of money.

"Don't touch this money, this is everyone's."

Li Dong said laughing and crying. "Aunt, I am really rich. Although I am in school now, I have a salary. Not to mention the subsidy, there are royalties."

"The little money for students subsidies is only enough to eat and drink. How can they save it? They can't destroy their health." Li Dong is still quite high in school scholarships and living allowances, although the 18 yuan is not the highest, it is considered high.

"Besides, how much royalty can you kids have?"

“There are quite a lot.”

Li Dong muttered that he had submitted a few articles, and it was time for a reply, Li Dong muttered.

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

Dai Yingcong, who was recording accounts in Li Dong's yard, said in his heart, "What's wrong, Li Dong and Hu Lixin knocked on the door, but they still stood up and opened the door."

"Who?"

"This is Li Dong's family, right?"

"yes."

Dai Yingcong looked at the postman.

"You can help Comrade Li Dong sign for it. Here is his letter."

"good."

But Dai Yingcong looked at the letters that were not from the same place. "You wait a moment, I'll call him back."

"Li Dong."

"What's the matter with senior sister?"

Li Dong quickly pushed Chen Lianfang to hand over the food coupons and money. "Aunt, please take the money first. If you need it, I will borrow it from you."

"This kid."

"I'll go and see what's wrong with my senior sister."

Hu Lixin followed Li Dong out of the yard, and the two doors were next to each other. How close was it, and when he went out, he saw the mailman at his door. "Is it a letter to me?"

"You are Comrade Li Dong."

"yes."

"Very good."

"Senior sister, what do you mean? There are so many letters?" Hu Lixin asked casually.

A stack of letters, Dai Yingcong whispered. "There are several publishing houses."

"oh."

“Publishing House?”

Hu Li became more energetic and really contributed her articles. She looked at Li Dong and signed the letter.

"Thank you."

After seeing off the postman, Li Dong returned to the yard, Xingxing Poetry Magazine, Youth Daily, and People's Literature. Several of the companies that Li Dong submitted responded to, Li Dong was a little surprised. After all, he changed his pen name and had his manuscripts, but who knew that everyone would definitely publish a good article. Maybe some things were shit and urine.

You should not believe in books all the time. I never thought that these people were quite talented and knowledgeable. I also passed the manuscript with a pen name. Li Dong opened it and saw it. "It's okay, Xingxing Poetry Magazine, the manuscript fee has increased, and a poem worth less than 100 words was given more than 30 yuan."

A classic scar literature short story, which gave nearly 10,000 words to more than 100,000 words. Youth Daily is much more generous than people's literature. The 5,000-word prose of people's literature is still stingy.

Li Dong murmured, took apart the letter and threw it aside.

I put away a few payment slips, and my aunt gave me money later, and finally there was something to say.

"People's Literature?"

It's true or false, Hu Lixin looked at the words on the envelope and couldn't believe it. "Cousin, have you contributed to People's Literature?"

"What's wrong?"

"Has the manuscript been passed?"

"After this, I knew I wouldn't have joined him, so I was still so stingy. The manuscript fee was so low last time, but this time it was the same. Prose really doesn't work." This is the truth, Li Dong has no intention of showing off.

"Isn't it a post yet?"

"There are a few articles."

Li Dongxin said that as for the red sorghum, it cannot be said that it is easy to scold. However, prose does not matter to write about scenic spots, food, drink, and fun.

Hu Lixin couldn't believe a few articles, people's literature.
To be continued...