The heavens start with letting the bullets fly

Chapter 117

After hearing Chen Zhao's words, Tian Futang smiled coldly in his heart.

"Okay Sun Shaoan, since you are so ignorant and don't listen to the old man's advice, you will suffer a loss and have nothing to eat at the end of the year. Let's see how you can hold your head up in the village!"

I thought so in my heart, but did not continue to persuade. Instead, I sighed slightly and said: "Since you have said so, as the village party secretary, I can't drag you down, a good young man. I personally support you. , but this is a matter in the village, we must wait for me and the rest of the brigade to study it before I tell you, "

Chen Zhao said goodbye.

This thing will definitely pass.

The members of the village committee are also from the village.

Whether it is Jin Junshan or Jin Junwu, as well as Tian Haimin and Sun Yuting, they are either Chen Zhao's elders or Chen Zhao's friends.

No matter how you look at it, you can't stop Sun Shaoan.

People are so rotten, if they don't engage in a sideline family business, they may not even be able to afford food.

This is not against policy.

So the brigade village committee passed it quickly.

The Shige Festival Commune also passed quickly.

Of course, this can be passed quickly, thanks to the help of Sun Shaoan's classmate and good friend Liu Genmin.

So, on the day of Qingming Festival, when the main square in the capital was turbulent, Chen Zhao built a straw shed in the corner of the courtyard of Sun Yuhou's house in Shuangshui Village, bought several large tanks, and spent money to buy food from the team, and began to have Make vinegar in a decent way.

Of course, Chen Zhao's main job is still busy with the affairs of the first team.

As the captain of the first team, it was impossible for him to leave the affairs of the team alone and go home to start a side job for the family.

This is not allowed by policy.

But Xiulian can sleep soundly and spend all day in the courtyard of the house.

In fact, there is nothing to do.

It's not like she's really making vinegar.

In fact, it is just pretending to work there according to the skills learned from his father He Yaozong.

Because his Brother Shao'an had already privately shown him the money notes in his collection.

And told her a lot of theories.

What is the dual system of city and village, what is the closed economic system, what is the exuberant demand of people, there are all kinds of things, Xiulian is dizzy and pleasantly surprised.

Although Xiulian basically didn't understand these words, she could see that her husband was very capable and had earned thousands of dollars privately, but because of policy restrictions, he couldn't spend them and had to use a legitimate Only by earning a living can we get the money out.

What's more, Xiulian also supported Chen Zhao's doing so.

Because the family is too poor.

Since she got married, her meals were basically black bean and sorghum soup.After a day or two, I steam a pot of sorghum buns—this is considered to improve my life.It is a luxury to be able to eat two black-faced buns while drinking porridge.

This world has driven people to such a point. The husband risked his beheading and managed to get some money, but he dared not spend it.

Xiulian is so in love with her husband that she is willing to beg for food for her husband's sake, let alone pretending to be making vinegar?

Needless to say, Xiulian is of course willing to do these things for her husband!

After working in the evening and having dinner at home, the young couple followed each other back to the small kiln in the Tianjia Gelao Sanitation Yard. Xiulian immediately set fire to the kang and boiled water for him to wash his face and feet.

But Chen Zhao is not in a hurry to sleep every time.

At this time, he would turn on the oil lamp and read for an hour with only this light.

Of course, I read "Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry Self-study Series".

At the beginning, Xiulian was in a daze?
Is this the book read by his farmer husband who graduated from elementary school?

Could it be that he still plans to grow his skills by reading this book?

Chen Zhao told her: "I read these books to teach Shaoping and Lanxiang in the future. When we have a child, I will be responsible for tutoring his homework." '

"Isn't Shaoping in high school? I still need your tutoring? Besides, I also heard that Lan Xiang is very smart. Did you teach me?"

"In these years, whether it is high school or junior high school, activities are held all day long, what can students learn? If one day the policy changes and the college entrance examination is resumed, Shaoping's foundation cannot be compared with the old three. I can't see This kid's future has been delayed like this." Chen Zhao said plausibly.

"Could it be that you can compete with those old three?"

"Isn't this "Self-study Series"? As long as I study by myself according to the content in the book, I'm definitely better than those old three."

Chen Zhao said with a smile, and finally added: "Don't worry, after reading these pages, I will accompany you."

Xiulian blushed all of a sudden, glanced at Chen Zhao with big watery eyes, and got into bed by herself.

……

Time flies, and several months have passed in a blink of an eye.

The vinegar of the Sun family has also grown.

Smelling it from a distance, it is quite fragrant and choking.

No one knew that the scented vat was a finished product that Chen Zhao secretly bought from Ma Yong in Yuanxi County, a good vinegar tasted by the leading cadres in the county.

The other tanks were covered tightly so that outsiders could not smell them at all.

Taking advantage of a few days when he was not very busy, Chen Zhao picked out the vinegar that could be drunk and gave it to several cadres in the village. Then he took a few days off and went directly to the countryside to "sell" the brewed vinegar.

No one knows how he sold it, only that he got a lot of money back when he came back.

On the same day, Lao Sun's family ate a white mask.

Sun Yuhou was holding a white flour bun in his hand, tears were falling down for nothing.

My mother burst into tears.

Grandma took the steamed buns and was reluctant to eat them. After touching them, the white-faced steamed buns were almost turning into black-faced steamed buns.

Chen Zhao smiled and said: "Grandma, Dad, Mom, this is the white flour Xiulian earned with the money she worked hard for several months. Eat it quickly. Our lives will be better and better in the future."

"Well, eat! Eat!"

What else can the old people say?
Xiulian blushed, nodded with a smile, and said words of comfort to the old man.

Xiulian knew very well in her heart that her husband actually earned the money to buy white flour buns, but he acted under his own cover, not afraid of hurting the face of a manly man.

What a man who hurts.

……

Among the admiration of the whole village, only Tian Futang felt a little blush.

He originally thought that the business of brewing vinegar had always been passed on from male to female.

I have rarely heard of women brewing vinegar.

It stands to reason that even if Lao He taught the vinegar making skills, it should also be passed on to the eldest son-in-law who came to the door.

It is impossible to pass it on to the youngest daughter Xiulian.

Therefore, I am afraid that what Xiulian learned is not the core technology.

This vinegar may turn into swill.

Tian Futang felt that with Sun Shao'an's ability, marrying a wife is another one who can work with peace of mind. She can work with peace of mind for a few years, and when her younger brothers and sisters grow up, they will definitely be able to turn the poor family around.

Why bother to take risks to do that side job?
If it really fails, I'm afraid I won't be able to turn around in ten years.

But he never expected that Sun Shaoan's daughter-in-law from Shanxi was so capable, not only made good vinegar, but the taste was top-notch even in Yuanxi County.

It is said that it was sold out and sold out directly.

This Sun Shao'an's family is the ancestral grave that is emitting green smoke.

(End of this chapter)