Quick Transmigration: The Harvest God, I'm Very Busy

Chapter 44 The Female General in the 70s (50)

"Eat, rice batter, two big meat buns. I also brought a pack of beef jerky and a few boiled eggs. We will eat jerky and eggs when you are hungry."

The three of them also had breakfast at home in the morning, but it was all corn paste and corn pancakes. The pancakes were so hard that they couldn't be swallowed without the porridge. How could it compare with this soft and fragrant meat bun?The three wolfed down the two meat buns in a few mouthfuls.

It’s about [-] miles to the farm, and I can’t get there in three or four hours. In this ice and snow, people can’t stand the cold without moving in the car. The second grandma is careful, so she asked Uncle Kang to spread a broken mattress on the car. board.People sitting on it, at least not so cold.

The three of them were also wearing cotton coats. At this moment, Uncle Xian was driving, and Qinghun was sitting in the car with Uncle Kang Shulong. Uncle Long also changed places with Qinghun to protect her from the wind, and complained: "So It's a cold day, my dear, why are you dressed so lightly? What if you're freezing?"

She looked thin in what she wore, but she actually wore a sheep cake-skin jacket underneath, and a white washed robe-style thin jacket outside. She was young and tall, so she looked slender. Yes, very flimsy.

Qinghun just laughed: "It's not cold, get out of the car and run for a while."

Uncle Kang slapped her on the back of the head: "What are you running for? Thirty miles for fun? Let's save some energy. We packed up things for the elder sister. I guess we have to come back at night. By then You are tired."

When I came back, there were piles of things on the car, and there was not much room for people to sit. My aunt would definitely take the car. When the time came, except for the driver, everyone else would have to run on two legs.

"I'm a martial artist, do you still care about this road? Run for a while, and I'll just get in the car when I'm tired. By the way, I have something I want to talk to you guys about."

Qinghun told them that he wanted to find a job for these three people in the brick and tile factory of the commune.

Uncle Xian works as a team leader in their production team, with no salary. The only advantage is that he has a high centimeter, so he doesn't have to do too tiring and hard work.Originally, Qinghun's father arranged for him to be a small team leader in order to let him exercise. After all, he is too young, so he will find a way to get him a production team leader in a few years.

Among the three uncles, Uncle Xian is the oldest at 24 years old.We got married two years ago, but we have no children yet.

Uncle Long is 22, and Uncle Kang is the youngest. He is only 19 years old, and he will be [-] years old.

How could the three of them not be happy if they could make some extra money?I work in the production team every day, and I don't see much cash throughout the year. This year is considered to be a good year. A few days ago, when the money was distributed in the brigade, Uncle Xian's family only distributed a total of 80 yuan.This is why there are four laborers in their family of six. More than [-] yuan seems like a lot, but in addition to family expenses and human relations, let alone not enough for a year, half a year is enough.

Seeing that he has been married for two years, the child may come at any time. If there is a child, there will be more places to spend money.How could you not want to make more money?The work in the brick factory is hard, but the farm work is not easy, is it?

Qinghun said: "It's not just about making money. I think uncle, you can learn how to burn bricks in the brick and tile factory. With the technology, you can also set up a brick kiln in the village. South of the village Isn’t there a large piece of wasteland under Touhedui? It’s the one to the west of the cemetery, and the left and right sides are useless. Why don’t you use it to build a kiln? I beg my fourth cousin to send a technician to see if the soil can be used to burn bricks. Yes, we can do it there. I heard that clay is the best way to burn bricks. We have clay land here, and that piece of wasteland can be used for sure. Think about it, if our own village can fire brick kilns, we can earn money selling bricks. Regardless of the money, the employer must be from our own village, right? Doesn’t this give them a place to fight for money? Who wouldn’t like it?”

Uncle Xian shook his head: "It's okay for us brothers to bear hardships. If we can set up a brick kiln, that's great. But this kiln makes bricks, and we need coal and charcoal. How can we get this thing? Besides, we are not so good. A lot of money."

"Isn't my fourth cousin the director of a brick and tile factory? You just need to learn the technology. For coal, you can ask the brick and tile factory to introduce the supply of coal, and even build a kiln to bake bricks. You can also ask the brick and tile factory to send people to guide you a few times. We don’t have to ask anyone to help us in vain. We don’t have to worry about not being able to sell the baked bricks. In the brick and tile factory in the commune, there are many people queuing up to sell bricks and tiles. At the beginning, we were asked to introduce some brick buyers to us. The tile factory may not be unhappy. It’s hard for them to be forced to deliver goods every day. We are anxious, aren’t we? Even if they ask us to help produce their orders, we can make a little profit from them. This business lasts for a long time. If you do this, you won’t have to worry about your customers anymore.”

Uncle Xian's three brothers nodded: "This is a good idea, but let's go and say, who do they know about us?"

Qinghun just laughed: "I think of a way, of course I will do it. You don't need to bother about it. As for the cost, it's not difficult. We don't want to run a small private workshop by ourselves. I will agree. Let’s do it in the name of the production brigade. The brigade will contribute a part, each production team will contribute a part, and villagers with money in their families can also contribute a part. The money is divided according to the amount of shares that An holds. If there are workers, each production team will give a part of the quota, and those who pay the money will be hired first. But each family can only hire one person, and the age must be between 35 and [-] years old. Strong labor is required. .”

Uncle Xian laughed loudly after hearing this: "I said, little boy, what you said is very logical. It can be seen that you have thought about it for a long time, and I think it will work."

Uncle Long murmured, "Then no matter how much money we make, our family will not benefit much."

Uncle Kang rolled his eyes at him: "Why aren't there big benefits? We started this kiln in the first place, and the coal and customers we use depend on our relationship. If we can speak effectively in it, that's the biggest benefit."

Qinghun nodded: "Uncle Kang is on the right track. Once the kiln factory is established, it will earn money and gain prestige among the villagers, and it will be effective if it is spoken. I think there is nothing wrong with Uncle Xian being a village secretary. Uncle Xian, how can you say that you are also a junior high school student, and you have been the team leader for several years, and everyone in the team is familiar, right?"

The three brothers were dumbfounded and talked with this girl for a long time, waiting here.

"How can I do this?" Uncle Xian waved his hand.

Qinghun glanced at him: "Why not? My dad became the production team leader before he turned 25, and my uncle is [-] years old, just a branch secretary."

Uncle Xian turned his head and rolled his eyes at her: "Can I have the skills of your father? If I want to have the skills of your father, why should I be a small team leader in the production team? No, no, I have no idea."

Qinghun moved to the front of the car, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and encouraged him earnestly: "It's okay, uncle, you will definitely succeed. What's the big deal."

Uncle Xian couldn't laugh or cry: "Smelly girl, there is no big or small."

(End of this chapter)