Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 702 Hidden Secret

night.

The cold northwest wind blew on the cliffs, making them whimper.

At the bottom of the cliff, in the cave house that the village chief Gao Dacai's family paid for last year for his son who was a soldier to get married, there is still a big brick kang and a kang table, with a dim yellow kerosene lamp emitting a pungent smell, A bottle of locally produced sorghum wine, three white porcelain wine cups, and a plate of peanuts in the middle.

When you're drinking with the right person, it doesn't matter whether you have food or not.

The vast majority of young men like to drink, not just for the sake of the cup, but purely for the atmosphere.

But there was more than just peanuts on the menu tonight. Li Jiankun threw a cow excrement paper bag he had prepared in advance onto the Kang table.

Not to mention Hu Ziqiang, Gao Jinxi's mind was full of questions. Is this a treasure that could help the whole county get rid of poverty and become rich?

In his sleep and after he woke up, he had been fantasizing about what kind of industry Jiankun was talking about. He thought about promoting agriculture, building industry and commerce. In the final analysis, it came down to the word "big". After all, it was a county poverty alleviation project, and I guess Jiankun should have some way to solve their financial problems at the same time. To say that his imagination is big enough.

But I really didn’t expect that Zhang Liangji would be a snack wrapped in a piece of cow dung paper with mimeographed marks.

Gao Jinxi couldn't help but smile bitterly. Four taels is not the way to move a thousand pounds, right?

The feeling in my heart now can be roughly described in one sentence: the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.

He couldn't imagine using the resources of a county to make a certain snack, and at the same time, the whole county relied on this snack to survive, even become rich, like a fairy tale.

"Open it and take a look." Li Jiankun motioned.

"No...Jiankun, if this method of making snacks is used in a small village, like our Tagou Village, it is possible for the whole village to become rich, but at the level of a county..."

"What's wrong?" Li Jiankun took over.

Gao Jinxi remained silent, thinking: After all, Jiankun had never worked within the system and had no experience in managing a population of hundreds of thousands. Okay, understandable.

Li Jiankun seemed to understand his thoughts. After poking at the cow shit bag, he said seriously: "Old Gao, the important point is not what attributes it is, snacks or gold mines, big or small, but how big the market demand is for it. If it’s enough, let alone a small county, it can improve the economy of a small country. What’s impossible?”

"Is there any precedent for this in history?"

"Where do we need to find it from history? Many countries in the world today rely on one thing to support their economic lifeline, such as energy in Eastern Europe and the Middle East. I know you want to refute that energy and snacks cannot be compared, but they are essentially the same. , if this snack is widely demanded by the market."

There are some things that Li Jiankun can't say. In fact, spicy noodles were a pillar industry in a certain place in Hunan in later generations.

Gao Jinxi didn't agree with what he said, but couldn't refute it. He raised his hand and slowly peeled off the cow shit paper, and a handful of fiery red strips came into view.

Eh?

He knows this stuff, isn't it gluten?

It seems to have been soaked in hot pepper, making it red all over. It has also been rubbed with dry hot pepper to make the gluten strips hang with some chili powder.

Although it is a very new way of eating and even creates a brand new snack, it still cannot change its unattractive nature.

Frankly speaking, he thought it was unrealistic to rely on this thing to make a county rich.

"Taste it."

No need for Li Jiankun to say that Gao Jinxi wanted to do just that.

I saw him twisting a spicy stick with his fingers and putting it into his mouth, chewing it carefully...

Ok?

Gao Jin's eyebrows twitched slightly. An indescribable complex taste including spicy, slightly sweet, spices, etc. bloomed in his taste buds, instantly making him salivate. The strength of gluten also makes it chewy, and the taste can be retained in the mouth for a longer period of time.

I have to admit, it is indeed delicious. Gao Jinxi's tawny pupils glowed slightly.

After finishing one stick, he subconsciously looked at the cow shit paper, feeling the urge to continue eating.

"How do you feel?" Li Jiankun asked.

"It tastes good, but..."

"There is no such thing as fruit peel, fruit candies, and figs. In a market environment where snacks with very monotonous flavors can dominate the streets, this thing will be the best when it is introduced to the market. It will definitely become popular."

Li Jiankun said with certainty: "And this is not the final product. It is called spicy strips. I did not invent it. I also tasted it abroad and tried to restore it according to the taste. There is still a lot of room for optimization and improvement. This can Ask professionals to prepare it according to the tastes of Chinese people and even regions, and continuously improve the quality. This industry can develop in the long run and achieve great results."

"Spicy strips? Are they sold well abroad?" Gao Jinxi's eyes brightened a little more.

"I've asked about it, and there are almost no children or girls who don't like it, followed by young men." This is not an inquiry, but a solid representation of Latiao's status in the world for future generations.

Who in the future generations of children has never eaten spicy strips?

How many people habitually take two packs of spicy strips and throw them into their shopping cart when they go to the supermarket?

Even Li Jiankun, who was born in 1959, had similar memories when he was still young in his previous life: It must have been in the 1990s. I remember that spicy noodles were only available on the market at that time. Oh no, they were not spicy. The strips are spicy noodles. They come in a big pack. The shop owner takes them apart and sells them in bulk.

Maybe it cost twenty cents a piece, I can’t remember exactly. I took it in my hand and tore it into pieces, filling my tasteless mouth with an extremely rich flavor in an instant. As a native of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, he often breathed out the spicy food and stuck out his tongue. .

But I will continue to eat it and say that I am addicted.

You know, people in this era are more tasteless in their mouths.

Today's children and young people, no one can resist the charm of spicy noodles, he dared to say so.

<divclass="contentadv">"So there are companies abroad that specialize in it? What is the scale of those companies?" Gao Jinxi asked.

"It's not like there are billion-dollar companies." The target is Weilong. Due to age considerations, it's a bit scary to say tens of billions, so we divided it by ten.

"Hiss!" Gao Jinxi took a breath, quickly picked up another spicy stick from the cow dung paper bag, held it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, he was stunned.

It is unimaginable that such a gadget can create billions of wealth.

One billion is enough to buy them Suixian County.

"Of course, I really want to make it bigger and stronger. The quality of the product is fundamental. Channels, sales, publicity, etc. all have to be paid attention to. Anyway, Lao Gao, if you believe me, this thing will definitely take off. , your county will develop it domestically first, and if it can cope with competition later, it will not be a dream to make it a pillar industry in your county."

Hu Ziqiang interjected: "Hey, Lao Gao, if it works, let's try setting up a factory first. If it's as easy to sell as Jiankun said, are we still afraid of growing in scale? If it doesn't work, we'll shut it down."

"Yes, that's the truth. Since Jiankun said so, and since there are successful cases abroad, it's really worth a try," Gao Jinxi paused and said with a wry smile, "I'm not in a daze about this, I'm thinking: This What should we do with the factory and when can we get it up and running?

"As you know, an oil development project, due to the county's mistakes, has led to our county's current financial situation being very bad. Not to mention using the money to build a new factory, I don't know how to repay the loans owed..."

Li Jiankun and Hu Ziqiang do know the dire economic situation in Suixian County. After all, many administrative staff have not been paid for several months. If we have the concept of bankruptcy, this county is already bankrupt in a real sense.

Oil exploration is not a piece of cake. The cost of drilling a well starts at millions.

How many wells can the economy of Suixian, a bitter and cold place, withstand?

Li Jiankun saw that Lao Gao was hesitant to speak, so he asked, "Isn't it just a matter of money?" He thought of another thing. Lao Gao had slept soundly for most of the afternoon and was in good spirits, so he could find out more about it.

He always felt that the refinery project had been stranded and there was something hidden in it.

Because it's unreasonable.

Li Jiankun continued to ask: "The economy of your county is so bad. Building a joint venture to build an oil refinery is a life-extending plan. What's wrong with the county? Why does it have to be approved by the Petroleum Administration Bureau?"

A look of pain appeared on Gao Jinxi's face, and he sighed: "I was just a little skeptical, but I can't believe it. Only through the refinery can it be truly confirmed -"

"What?" Brother Qiang saw him pause and asked.

Gao Jinxi rolled his Adam's apple and said with difficulty: "Some people are afraid of me and don't want me to make political achievements anymore, so he will not support any feasible plan I propose."

Sure enough, something happened! Li Jiankun narrowed his eyes slightly. This means that even if he gives the great industry of spicy strips to Suixian County, if Lao Gao is in charge, he is afraid that it will not be possible.

But he wouldn't give it to anyone else.

"Fuck!" Brother Qiang slapped the table with his hand, stood up from his knees, and asked with wide eyes, "Which bastard?"

Li Jiankun kicked him lightly: "Where is the brain? Who else can be there?"

After Hu Ziqiang came to his senses, he became furious: "This is rubbish! The economy has become like this, and he is still fighting among himself?"

Li Jiankun looked at Lao Gao and asked, "If I'm not wrong, your previous vigorous drilling of new wells was his plan, right?"

Gao Jinxi nodded.

So Li Jiankun had a rough idea of ​​what Liang Qifeng was:

His ability is mediocre, he has not made any significant achievements in his many years in office, and there is no hope of getting a big promotion.

It happened that at this time, a highly educated person had achieved success in his studies. In just three or two years, he had done a lot of practical things.

This made Liang Qifeng smell a crisis and feel that his position was being challenged, so he urgently needed to achieve some results to stabilize, so he came up with an aggressive drilling plan.

But it turned out to be a mess. When he realized that he really couldn't achieve results, it seemed that there was only one way to maintain his position: suppress those with abilities.

It should be said or not, this kind of thing is actually not uncommon.

Who doesn’t have a few friends who are suppressed by their bosses because they are very capable but lack emotional intelligence?

Therefore, EQ is twice as important as IQ. This society never lacks talents, but most talents are stifled due to people's bad nature...

"Lao Gao, Lao Gao, do you know that you have fallen into a trap?"

Li Jiankun asked quietly: "After the oil development business was messed up by Liang, he was the one who took the lead in encouraging you to take over, right? He probably also said something like, 'Jinxi, you are a person with a university education. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. 'Such words, isn't it?"

Gao Jinxi stared at him in astonishment. After a long while, he smiled: "I didn't think much about it at all. I just wanted to do my best to make things better."

Li Jiankun took a deep look at him: "To be honest, Lao Gao, you are not suitable for working in the workplace. Your instructor's comment about you is right. You are more suitable for learning. Your thinking is too single-minded and you cannot do intrigues." , if others want to trick you, you will be sure to do so."

"How did I know that there was a need for intrigue?"

Gao Jinxi lowered his head, put his elbows on the table, and grabbed his hair with both hands: "This is my hometown, the place where I was born and raised!"

Those who can stab you in the back are always those close to you, because strangers have no chance.