"Xiaojun, while it's still early, you can take the morning bus back to the village, borrow the three ox carts from the production team, and then call Liu Feng and the others. No matter how late it is, you must get to the county today..."

Jiang Xiaobai turned to look at Wang Xiaojun and gave the order, but Song Weiguo interrupted him before he finished speaking.

"No, you're lucky. We're going to send a batch of goods to Shangma Commune today, and we can take them to the countryside for you."

Song Weiguo looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said with a smile, he graduated from college and returned to work in a factory in the county, although this era was still in the era of planned economy.

However, as the head of the sales department, Song Weiguo can feel the changes this year. He is also willing to form a good relationship with people like Jiang Xiaobai.

"Thank you, thank you very much." Jiang Xiaobai thanked Song Weiguo again, and then turned around and said, "Xiaojun, you just wait in the countryside, take out all the thick clothes we brought in winter and spread them on the oxcart.

The road back to the village is difficult, so don’t knock the cans and bottles.”

"Okay, Xiaobai, don't worry," Wang Xiaojun responded, turned around and ran away.

Jiang Xiaobai gave Liu Aiguo 10 yuan and told him to buy sugar and red paint, and then he and Song Weiguo walked towards the glass factory.

"I asked you to call me brother, brother, you are really resolute in doing things, amazing." Song Weiguo looked at Jiang Xiaobai and complimented with a smile. He felt that Jiang Xiaobai was a person who did things well.

Not only did he have the courage to do things, but he was also able to think of details such as laying thick winter clothes on the bullock cart to prevent collisions.

"Brother Song, I really need your help this time. Otherwise, the yellow peaches in our mountain will be ruined. You don't know how hard it is in the winter in the countryside."

After Jiang Xiaobai finished speaking, Song Weiguo laughed twice and asked for 5,000 cans the first time. He also wanted the remaining 15,000 cans later to store them for himself in the winter.

Hahaha, believe it or not, Song Weiguo did not mention the topic just now, and the two of them chatted all the way to the glass factory.

Uncle Wang must have changed his shift yesterday, and the concierge was another young man. Seeing Jiang Xiaobai and Song Weiguo together, he took the initiative to smile at Jiang Xiaobai.

After signing the contract, Liu Aiguo came back carrying a woven bag. He bought 70 jins of white sugar for 10 cents a pound, and bought two barrels of red paint for the remaining 3 yuan.

After coming back, Jiang Xiaobai and I moved the packed glass bottles to the liberation truck.

A box of 100 cans and bottles, a total of fifty boxes, means that the glass factory's trucks can be used to carry them to the countryside. Otherwise, it would take only an ox-cart to bring them back. I don't know how long it would take.

"Chief Song, thank you very much. Don't worry, I will pay the balance as soon as you have money." Jiang Xiaobai waved before getting on the truck.

Song Weiguo nodded and said nothing.

We had arrived in the countryside at noon, and Wang Xiaojun, Liu Feng and others were already waiting with three bullock carts.

Jiang Xiaobai handed the two white-flour steamed buns that Section Chief Song refused to eat in the morning to the truck driver. He took the cornmeal pancakes from Wang Xiaojun and took two bites before preparing to unload the truck, but the truck driver stopped him.

"Where is your village? I'll deliver a section. If the road is too long to unload the goods, you can save some effort." The truck driver said while eating white flour steamed buns.

"Okay, thank you very much." Jiang Xiaobai didn't expect an unexpected surprise. The truck drove until it was 3 miles away from the Jianhua Brigade and stopped. The road ahead was too narrow to pass.

The truck driver left suddenly with a burst of black smoke amid shouts of thanks.

"Brother Xiaobai, are these all cans and bottles? How many are there?" Liu Feng and others curiously touched the box and asked.

"Okay, let's pull it back first. The road to the village is not very far away. Leave one person to look at the goods, and the others will use oxcarts to pull the goods. People will resist. Take the time to get it back for me." Jiang Xiaobai said and took the lead in resisting a box.

, and set off leisurely.

"Brother Xiaobai, let me do it. You have a rest. You have been very tired these two days. We can do this work." Liu Feng hurriedly stepped forward and said.

Jiang Xiaobai shook his head and walked forward firmly, carrying the box.

Fifty boxes were neatly placed in the yard, and 14 educated youths gathered together, all looking at Jiang Xiaobai standing on the steps.

"Comrades, I announce that we will officially start producing canned yellow peaches from tomorrow. Our canned food will be called educated youth canned food."

Jiang Xiaobai used to think that whenever the word "comrade" was used when watching TV, it would be ambiguous or appear silly. But today he had some experience. The word "comrade" does not mean that people share the same goals.

"good,"

"Okay." Waves of cheers came from below, lasting for a long time.

Jiang Xiaobai pressed his hands, and the courtyard suddenly became silent. The movement and stillness made Jiang Xiaobai extremely excited.

"I'll divide the work below, Zhang Yanmei."

"Here." Zhang Yanmei stood up from the crowd.

"Tomorrow you will take your four female educated youths to make canned yellow peaches, and then select four gay men."

"yes."

"Liu Feng." Liu Feng's voice was particularly loud.

"arrive."

"Tomorrow you will lead four people to pick yellow peaches in the mountains."

"yes."

"Liu Aiguo, you used to work as an accountant, and you will be responsible for keeping accounts from now on."

"Wang Xiaojun, you go and find out the roads and distribution of the nearby villages and then you will be responsible for sales."

Jiang Xiaobai arranged everything one by one, and after having a bite of food in the evening, Jiang Xiaobai went back to the house early to go to bed. The past two days were really tiring.

But other insiders in the yard were not sleepy. They gathered around the Eight Immortals Table and listened with great interest to Wang Xiaojun and Liu Aiguo talking about their glorious deeds in the county.

"These are five thousand cans. Do you know how much it costs to buy them back at the normal price? A can costs 2 cents, which means it costs a thousand yuan, a thousand yuan."

As Wang Xiaojun said, the people below all exclaimed in surprise. It's a thousand yuan. They have never seen so much money since they were young.

"Comrade Wang Xiaojun, please hurry up and tell us how Xiaobai did it. Our total total is only one hundred yuan."

"That's right, stop being so pretentious and tell me quickly. Everyone is curious."

Liu Feng and Zhang Yanmei spoke one after another, and there were also people booing around them.

"Why are you so anxious? You can't talk about it slowly. By the way, the three of us arrived at the county glass factory and met with Section Chief Song of the glass factory and put forward our request..."

Wang Xiaojun may have been a storyteller from his ancestors, which made the young people feel as if they were immersed in the scene. When they heard Song Weiguo's rejection, they were all disappointed, and when they heard that they met Uncle Wang, the concierge, they applauded.

When Song Weiguo agreed to pay Jiang Xiaobai five cents for each can and one-third of the deposit, everyone burst into cheers.
Chapter completed!