Since his son had made enough money, Lin Sanhuai naturally would not stop him. He nodded and said, "Let's take care of the present first. The old house is still habitable!"

Compared to Lin Zhengjun, Lin Sanhuai actually values ​​houses more.

Whether now or in the future, when rural people marry a wife, the house occupies a vital position.

In addition, the quality of the house also represents a family's economic strength and social status in the village.

Many people in later generations became rich and even settled in cities, and they would renovate their houses in their hometowns beautifully.

After all, no one knows how much money you make or how capable you are outside, but everyone can see your house in the village clearly.

"Since you have agreed, I will have time to find the branch secretary to approve the homestead!" Lin Zhengjun said with a smile.

"Okay, remember to bring some cigarettes and alcohol. Secretary Lin has always taken care of our family, so don't be impolite!" Lin Sanhuai and his wife carried their hoes and went to work.

Lin Hongying was immediately excited: "Brother, you are going to build a tile house. It will be the only one in our brigade, with four rooms. It's too big!"

"There's another room for you. When the time comes, I'll put a desk, wardrobe, and bookcase in it for you to study in peace."

"Really? I also want to have my own room and live in a big tiled house!" Lin Hongying jumped up and down with joy.

……

Two days later, Wei Shanhu finally made 100 kilograms of sesame candy with 500 kilograms of wheat and 50 kilograms of corn. The output was less than one-fifth of Lin Zhengjun's.

At daybreak, Wei Shanhu borrowed a bicycle from the brigade and rushed to the county town with the ambition of getting rich.

In order to prevent Lin Zhengjun from knowing that he was stealing his business, Wei Shanhu pedaled his bicycle very fast. When he arrived at the gate of the Supply and Marketing Cooperative, his legs were so tired that they felt as soft as noodles.

"Hey, what are you doing sneaking around?" Seeing Wei Shanhu peeking at the door, the guard immediately shouted at him in a stern voice.

"Comrade, I made a batch of sesame candy and want to sell it to the Supply and Marketing Cooperative."

Wei Shanhu was a big shot in the Hewan Brigade, but he was nothing in the county town. He lowered his posture obediently and gave up a cigarette.

Seeing that it was just a large-scale production, the guard immediately lost interest and waved his hand to drive them away: "It's produced by a family workshop. The county supply and marketing cooperative won't accept it. Try your commune supply and marketing cooperative!"

"Why not accept it? It was made by Lin Zhengjun from our brigade, and you accepted it all!" Wei Shanhu got furious when he heard this, and rushed into the yard with a bamboo basket.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Get out!"

"You are offending the state organs!"

Several guards rushed out, shouting and trying to stop and push Wei Shanhu.

"Isn't it just selling sesame candy? Why is it so difficult? It's like a tiger in troubled waters being bullied by a dog!"

Wei Shanhu stood outside the door for a long time but never had a chance to go in. He felt anxious and aggrieved. At this moment, Hao Jianguo came to work on a bicycle.

Wei Shanhu's eyes lit up, and he immediately rushed over to grab Hao Jianguo's seat, saying pitifully: "Leader, I finally waited for you!"

Isn't this the idiot deputy captain of the Hewan Brigade who wanted to arrest Lin Zhengjun? Hao Jianguo asked coldly, "What are you doing? If you have something to say, just talk nicely. Don't be so pushy."

Wei Shanhu stated his intention, and Hao Jianguo said, "Okay, let me take a look!"

"Try it, it's so sweet!"

Wei Shanhu quickly took out a handful of sesame candies as if he was presenting a treasure.

Hao Jianguo picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, chewing it: "It's not sweet enough, not crispy enough, and the taste is so-so!"

Suddenly, Hao Jianguo frowned, spat on the ground, and cursed: "Look at what you made, there are clods of soil and grass in it!"

"Leader, this is the only dirty part. Everything else is good. Please try it!" Wei Shanhu was dumbfounded when he saw it and explained hurriedly.

Pulling sugar is a technical job. When Wei Shanye was pulling sugar, the sugar body accidentally broke and fell to the ground, getting covered with dirt.

He was a dirty person to begin with, and he was hoping for a lucky break, so he didn't throw away the dirty sugar, nor did he pick out all the dirt, and he just did it in a muddle-headed way.

Who knew that Hao Jianguo could taste it with just one bite? How unlucky!

"I'll taste your mother!"

Hao Jianguo was disgusted and angrily cursed: "Food safety is of paramount importance. The first time you sold me the candy, it was so dirty. If I accepted it, you might do something weird later. If someone dies after eating it, I won't go to jail!"

As he spoke, Hao Jianguo rode his bicycle into the compound.

Wei Shanhu got furious and shouted, "I just don't believe it! Lin Zhengjun is a second-rate guy who doesn't work hard and doesn't know how to distinguish grains. How can the sesame candy he makes be better than mine!"

"Why do you accept his money but not mine? You must have accepted his benefits and bent the law for personal gain! I'm going to report you!"

"You are simply unreasonable!"

Hao Jianguo was furious: "If your quality is not up to standard, I will definitely not accept your products. How can you spread rumors and slander me?"

Comrades within the system value their reputation the most. You have to know that once some rumors spread, there is no way to defend yourself. It's like mud in your crotch, which is either shit or nothing.

He pointed at Wei Shanhu and shouted to the guards, "What are you still standing there for? Beat him up!"

Why be polite when the leader speaks? Several guards started punching and kicking Wei Shanhu.

"Stop hitting me, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, I won't do it again!"

The security guards these days are basically retired soldiers, and their fighting power is quite fierce. Wei Shanhu was knocked to the ground in a blink of an eye, and was beaten so badly that he dared not say anything anymore.

Seeing that he was behaving himself, Hao Jianguo waved his hand to stop the guard and said in a cold voice: "This old guy is not a good guy, you guys keep an eye on him. If he dares to make trouble next time, don't waste your time and just beat him away!"

"Yes, Director Hao!" Several security guards stared at Wei Shanhu viciously, remembering his villain face firmly in their minds.

……

Just as Wei Shanhu came to sell sesame candy, Lin Zhengjun also came to the county town to deliver goods.

In early September, the weather was not so hot and the yield of wild mushrooms was higher. Lin Zhengjun sold more than 200 kilograms this time and earned more than 120 yuan. The cost was only 60 yuan, and he made more than 60 yuan with tears and blood!

After selling the wild mushrooms, Lin Zhengjun drove his tractor to the county supply and marketing cooperative and sold 500 kilograms of hemp candy, earning another 400 yuan.

Cool!

"Zhengjun, I have something to tell you."

Hao Jianguo said: "Now that sugar beets in the north are about to mature in large quantities, all major sugar factories will be producing at full capacity, and the county supply and marketing cooperative also has a large number of sugar purchase plans. Your hemp candy may be affected, and sales may not be so good!"

Lin Zhengjun said calmly: "I had expected this a long time ago."

Seeing Lin Zhengjun's confident look, Hao Jianguo was slightly stunned: "Do you have any countermeasures?"

Lin Zhengjun smiled and said, "Well, I plan to upgrade the product packaging and replace it with red candy wrappers. It will be divided into two categories: wedding candy and gift candy. There will be small and large packaging. The small packaging will be printed with blessings such as 'Happiness for a Hundred Years' and 'Live as Long as the Southern Mountains', and the large packaging will also be designed to be more festive!"

As for trademark registration, Lin Zhengjun has not made any plans yet. The first trademark law will not be promulgated until 1982, so it will not be too late to register then.

"Hey, Zhengjun, your idea is very interesting!"

Hao Jianguo's eyes lit up: "Our state-owned factory's products rarely pay attention to quality. It's good enough if they are accurate, cheap and affordable! If you change them to **, it will definitely attract attention and sell well!"

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