They in the 70s

After the Go-to-the-Rurals movement, the population pressure shifted from the cities to the countryside, especially in economically backward areas, where the pressure to survive continued to increase.

This is particularly evident in the cities in northern Shaanxi near the provincial capital. With limited land resources and a large population, in order to solve the survival problems of ordinary people, the local government has newly built many factories for emerging industries, some of which are based on the manufacture of pure handicraft supplies. Master, it can be distributed to the villagers in the surrounding villages in the form of odd job notes.

In this way, during the slack season, the villagers can go to the factory to pick up some odd jobs, which can increase an extra income.

The meaning of Zhou Mingliang's letter is to suggest that Lu Zhan and the others can also try to get some work back to do.

Lu Zhansheng felt that this suggestion came at a very good time. After all, they urgently needed to make money now. He was very happy at the time, and immediately took He Zhi back to the educated youth site, and called everyone to reconvene to study this matter.

"I think it's okay!"

After listening to Lu Zhansheng's explanation, Song Jian immediately patted the table to agree: "Then let's hurry up and get all the work back!"

"that is!"

Zhao Jun also said: "When all the leaders come back, the whole village will work together. There are more people and more strength. Maybe we will be able to prosper if we work hard."

"Tsk."

Zheng Yan was immediately happy: "Look at how poor and crazy you two are, you haven't figured out the matter yet, but the dream has come true first."

"Why didn't you figure it out?"

Song Jian said unconvinced: "Isn't it just work to get money, and it's a factory built by the government. It's safe and regular, and it's very reliable."

"Reliable is reliable."

Zheng Yan said: "But do you guys still remember where we are? Bian Sui, the county farthest from the provincial capital. If there is such a good thing, it will be our turn?"

"... "

Everyone didn't speak for a while.

Lu Zhansheng looked at He Zhi and found that he was engrossed in writing and drawing on the paper with a pen. When he leaned over to look, it turned out to be numbers and formulas.

"What is it?" Lu Zhansheng asked.

He Zhi ignored him and continued to write his own.

Lu Zhansheng's eyes turned from the paper to He Zhi's face, he saw a trace of displeasure, and felt that He Zhi was not very happy.

After a while, He Zhi finally finished his calculations, buckled up his pen, put the finished paper in the center of the table, and then said to everyone: "I don't think this method can make money at present."

After hearing this, everyone leaned over to look at the paper. The formulas listed on it, according to the prices written in the newspaper, different ratios for different numbers of people, different calculations, various combinations, and possible combinations, were clearly written.

Bian Sui County needs to cross several cities to the provincial capital, and the distance is so long that it costs a lot of money to transport it back and forth, whether it is done by a small number of people with a small amount of work, or the whole village works together to earn money from the work Basically, you can't earn the shipping fee.

"It was originally built by the local government to solve the local people's livelihood, and it is not suitable for us." He Zhi said.

"Hey!"

Song Jian was immediately disappointed: "I'm happy for nothing!"

Lu Zhansheng was even more disappointed. When he was worried about money, the opportunity to make money was not feasible. He threw the letter he was still holding on the table and said angrily: "Zhou Mingliang is really a man! Love gives joy to others!"

He Zhi looked at him when he heard the words, and then glanced away: "It's not empty joy, at least it gave us a new way of thinking."

Zheng Yan immediately asked: "What new idea?"

He Zhi said: "Learn from, imitate."

"... "

Zheng Yan understood.

The government over there develops such a factory completely for the survival of the people, and since the government over there can do it, there's no reason why they can't do it here.

Although these educated youths are not qualified to develop factories, they can make suggestions to the government here, issue plans, and even help manage them when necessary.

Lu Zhansheng also understood, but his melancholy still didn't lessen by half.

If the government adopts their suggestion and finally develops the factory, it will be a great thing for the local people, but this is not something that can be completed in a short period of time, and even if it is completed, for the farmers, It is also an odd job that can be done during the slack season, and the income is very low, which is not enough to support the family. Their most basic guarantee of survival ultimately depends on farming.

Therefore, Lu Zhansheng believes that the root cause of poverty is to increase the land that can be planted, so as to fundamentally solve the plight of annual food shortage caused by insufficient production.

Lu Zhansheng still wants to renovate the land, and is still in urgent need of money to buy materials for making fertilizers, and he still doesn't know where to get the money.

Money, money!

I'm so bored!

Lu Zhansheng's temper hasn't changed much, and he still gets angry easily, but now he can control himself a little bit. When he is irritable, he likes to go out and calm down for a while in order to avoid accidentally hurting others.

When he was about to get up and go out, he glanced at He Zhi, and found that He Zhi was staring at the cut-out newspaper page on the table, frowning in a daze.

"What are you reading? Is there anything wrong with the newspaper?"

He Zhi returned to his senses after hearing the sound, picked up the piece of newspaper, looked through it carefully, and said, "This should be a newspaper published by the Capital Daily."

Lu Zhansheng took a look and found that it was true.

He didn't like to read newspapers, things that only old men and women like to read, but every time He Zhi's desk is placed, and occasionally when they don't have conflicts, he can stay in He Zhi's room for a while, He Zhi didn't talk to him very much, he only glanced at the newspaper on He Zhi's desk, so he recognized it.

But he didn't understand what He Zhi meant by saying this all of a sudden. He was about to ask, but He Zhi said, "The newspaper office has reopened."

"... "

Lu Zhansheng seemed to understand something suddenly, and was taken aback for a moment.

Zheng Yan was also taken aback.

Song Jian didn't know what was going on with the two of them, so he asked suspiciously: "What's the matter, brother He Zhi, what happened to the newspaper's re-opening, is there any problem?"

He Zhi looked at Song Jian upon hearing this, and shook his head: "No problem."

After speaking, he handed Xiao Chunsheng to Lu Zhansheng, got up and left the house.

Now Zhao Jun and Li Dabao were also puzzled: "What's going on?" "How did you leave?"

After Lu Zhansheng and Zheng Yan were stunned for a while, they turned around and looked at each other with a smile.

Song Jian was even more puzzled, and directly pushed Lu Zhansheng: "You two don't play charades, tell me quickly, what's the situation?"

Lu Zhansheng's mood turned cloudy in an instant. He pointed to the person outside the door who had already walked to the threshing ground with a smile, and asked Song Jian: "Brother Song, do you know who that is?"

Song Jian turned his head to look, like Monk Zhang Er: "He Zhi, what's wrong?"

"That's right, He Zhi."

Lu Zhansheng also stood up from his seat, and patted Song Jian on the shoulder: "Brother Song, he is He Zhi."

After speaking, he held Xiao Chunsheng in Tuo's arms, and followed him out with a big smile.

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