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Back in the village, that night, the old branch secretary called the whole village for a meeting.

There was no electricity in the village, so the old branch secretary had to go door-to-door to notify.

After Du Ruo and the others returned to the educated youth spot, they were immediately surrounded by other educated youths from the educated youth spot.

"how is it going?"

"Has the county agreed with us to set up a factory?"

Facing everyone's inquiries, Du Ruo raised his hand to keep everyone quiet, and then said loudly,

"One bad news, two good news, which one do you listen to first?"

Zhang Nana took the lead and said loudly, "Listen to the bad news first!"

Someone immediately responded, "Yes, let's hear the bad news first."

Du Ruo nodded, "Okay, then let me tell you the bad news first. The bad news is: the county has not agreed to build a state-owned factory in Niujiawan."

"what?"

"Sure enough, it still doesn't work!"

"Hey, I knew it wouldn't be that simple!"

Disappointment appeared on everyone's faces.

Seeing that everyone was not in a good mood, Du Ruo hurriedly said, "But the good news is that the county has agreed with us to build a factory, but the factory is not state-owned, but a social-run factory."

"It belongs to production self-help, self-responsible for profits and losses."

The educated youth raised their heads in surprise;
Seeing that everyone was interested, Du Ruo continued, "Although it's a pity that the factory is not considered state-owned, but as long as we get the factory up and running, it will still have a bright future."

"This is the first good news!"

"The second good news is that four factories and supply and marketing cooperatives in the county have placed an order of [-] catties of spicy sticks with us!"

"One catty of spicy strips and three catties of food stamps cost about [-] cents per catty. How much profit is there?"

"I think those of you who have made spicy noodles with your own hands should know it!"

The educated youth couldn't stop showing surprise on his face;
"One catty of spicy strips and three catties of food stamps?"

"Forty cents a catty of spicy strips?"

"Isn't this business too profitable?"

There is no spicy noodles in this era, Du Ruo is the first person in the world to make spicy noodles!

What kind of business is best in the world?

Of course it is a monopoly business!
Li Qiuju was a little worried, "Sister, is the price too expensive?"

Du Ruo said with a smile, "It is indeed expensive for rural people, but our target users are workers in cities!"

"Workers earn dozens of yuan a month, and they can buy a pound of spicy noodles that can be eaten as a vegetable for [-] cents. Do you think they are willing to buy it?"

"Eat a catty of spicy strips sparingly, and you can eat them for several days!"

All the educated youths lived in the city since they were young, and when they heard Du Ruo's words, they all said,
"I will buy it. Although four cents a catty is a bit expensive, the spicy strips are really delicious!"

"I will also buy it. It usually costs six to seven cents to buy a catty of fruit candy. I would rather buy spicy sticks, which can be eaten as a dish!"

"Yes, I am willing to buy it too, I especially like spicy food!"

Everyone talked in a hurry, and the smiles on their faces became brighter and brighter as they got older.

Everyone was full of fighting spirit, "Du Ruo, when will we start making spicy strips?"

Du Ruo said with a smile, "Everyone, don't worry, the old branch secretary will hold a meeting tonight to assign tasks."

"To make spicy strips, not only food, but also various seasonings and oils are needed."

"Now our households in Niujiawan don't have any surplus grain, and we can only buy it from other places. We are not locals. It is better to leave the matter of buying grain to the villagers. We don't have to worry about grain. The old branch secretary said he would solve."

"The seasoning and oil are left. I plan to go to Lin County tomorrow to have a look. There is an oil pressing factory and a seasoning factory in Lin County."

"After the ingredients are ready, let's start making spicy strips."

Everyone nodded, feeling that Du Ruo's words were well-founded and convinced them.

In the evening, Du Ruo took out his food and distributed it to everyone.

Everyone thanked Du Ruo, and Chen Min said seriously,
"Now everyone's conditions are difficult. Du Ruo is thanks to you, otherwise everyone would be hungry, but we can't take advantage of you. I will remember how much food you eat, and I will give it to you when the food is distributed."

Du Ruo didn't refuse, but said with a smile, "Okay!"

After dinner, they went out together to the village committee.

When they arrived, there were already many villagers sitting at the gate of the village committee.

These villagers sat, stood, or squatted. The men gathered together to laugh and curse, the women gathered together to pinch their braids, and the children played and fought in the open space in front of the village committee.

As soon as Du Ruo and others came, the villagers greeted them with a smile.

Especially Du Ruo, who is very popular among the villagers.

Mai Ya was originally sitting with a few little sisters and whispering together, but when she saw Du Ruo coming, she hurriedly laughed and approached Du Ruo.

"Sister Du Ruo, are you here?"

Du Ruo responded with a smile, "Yes."

Mai Ya pulled Duruo's hand, "Sister Duruo, shall we sit over there?"

Malt pointed to the place where she was sitting before. There was a large dried tree lying horizontally, and the trunk was full of people.

Du Ruo refused with a smile, "You go, I won't go, there are too many people."

After finishing speaking, he looked around him, "We can't sit down with so many people."

Mai Ya was a little disappointed, but she also understood that it was best for Du Ruo to be with the educated youth, and she didn't force it;

"Okay, I'll go play with you another day."

Du Ruo agreed with a smile.

Su Qihang led the educated youth and stood closer to the gate of the village committee, saving them from being overcrowded and unable to hear the words of the old party secretary clearly.

When it was almost eight o'clock in the evening, the old branch secretary, the village head, and the village accountant walked out from the village committee together.

When the villagers saw the old party secretary coming out, they all stopped talking, and the surroundings became quiet for a while.

The old branch secretary looked at everyone and nodded in satisfaction, and shouted in a hoarse voice,
"Comrades, everyone, good evening!"

The villagers burst into laughter when they heard the words, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively.

The old branch secretary also smiled, then stretched out his hand and pressed down.

The surroundings became quiet again.

The old branch secretary put down the cigarette stick in his hand, "Guess, everyone, what's the matter with me calling everyone today?"

The villagers have always respected the old party secretary, but they are not afraid of him.

Hearing the words, he yelled:
"You always want to talk about going out to beg for food?"

"Old branch secretary, you should have said it clearly, when will you leave tomorrow?"

"That's right, our family has no rice to cook, and we can't wait!"

"My children only eat one meal a day now, tell me, old party secretary, when shall we go out to beg for food?"

Speaking of begging, the proficiency in the words of these villagers makes people laugh, but also a little sad!
Hearing these words from the villagers, the old party secretary felt very uncomfortable. As a village party secretary, he cannot lead the whole village out of poverty and the threat of hunger. He is not qualified as a village party secretary!
The old party secretary raised his hand to suppress the noisy voice, first sighed, and then said,

"We in Niujiawan go out to beg every year, when will we be big?"

The villagers froze for a moment, then lowered their heads with a wry smile on their faces.

"We in Niujiawan are so good young people, but because we are poor, we can't marry a mother-in-law. When will this hard life end?"

Helplessness appeared in the eyes of many villagers!

"There are so many good girls in our Niujiawan. Because their families are poor, they can't marry good ones. When will they be good?"

The suppressed pain in the villagers' eyes was almost overflowing!
"Old party secretary, if you have something to say, just say it," Captain Wang stood up, with a choke in his deep voice,
"Our Niujiawan is like this, our ancestors have come here for generations, there is no way!"

"People in Niujiawan don't steal or grab, are neither lazy nor greedy, but our Niujiawan has little land, the land is thin, and we don't have enough food every year. There is no way to do it!"

The villagers nodded one after another. They tried hard, but it was useless!

Every year, in order to survive, I can only go out to beg for food!
Are they shameless?

They want to!
But in order to survive, they can only fight that face, otherwise, what else can they do?