Dashan Makes a Living 1984 Chapter 204

  Chapter 204 200: You are unkind and I am unrighteous

  Stationmaster Li was not sure what Wang Tianxiao was thinking when he saw Wang Tianxiao like this, but he really wanted to grab Wang Tianxiao's collar and ask him what was going on and why he said that.

  But Wang Tianxiao didn't give him too many chances, so he turned around and left.

   Walking out of the power supply station, Wang Tianxiao went directly to Wenyuan Prefabrication Factory.

   Didn't do anything special, just discuss with Wu Ping, temporarily stop delivery to Mijia Village, and give priority to the supply of utility poles to Dong Yuan Town.

  Generally speaking, orders need to be delivered in sequence, and whoever orders first will start using them first.

   It is rare to skip the previous customers and send the latecomers like this.

  Wu Ping raised his doubts, Wang Tianxiao was not polite, and directly told Wu Ping about his difficulties, and Wu Ping understood.

  Although Wu Ping is the person in charge here, Zhang Wenyuan has already explained to him that if Wang Tianxiao makes any request, Wu Ping should not doubt it, let alone have an opinion, and just implement it directly.

  Wu Ping is not familiar with the specific composition of this factory, but he still knows that Zhang Wenyuan and Wang Tianxiao must have some kind of tacit understanding.

  So he always knows how to advance and retreat, and will not do things he shouldn't do.

  He could clearly feel that if Wang Tianxiao wanted to take over the factory, he would definitely have nothing to do.

   From the perspective of daily behavior, thinking, and management mode, Wang Tianxiao is not without this ability, and in many places it even surpasses him by a long way.

  Wang Tianxiao often proposes some ideas and concepts that he has never thought about, and they are so useful and effective when they can be implemented, as if they are truths that have been tested for a long time.

  After thinking about it, he planned to follow Wang Tianxiao's idea first, and then report to Zhang Wenyuan.

   In this way, neither will delay, nor offend.

  The notice from the prefabrication factory here was quickly sent to Mijia Village.

  When Mi Liang didn't receive the telegraph poles on time, he couldn't sit still.

   On the first day, he thought it was a temporary problem, but at noon the next day, seeing that the telegraph poles had not been delivered, he couldn't bear it.

   hurried to the prefabrication factory to ask the reason.

  Standing at the guard for a long time, struggling to find the person in charge of the prefabrication factory, a deputy factory director named Wu Ping.

  He hurriedly pulled Wu Ping to ask the reason, and the result he got was that the supply was tight recently, orders everywhere, and the factory had already worked overtime to produce, but it still couldn't supply, there was really no way.

  No matter how much Mi Liang asked and all the good words were said, Wu Ping still asked him to go back and wait for the notice. The factory could only deliver according to the requirements and urgency of the delivery, and there was really nothing he could do.

Mi Liang is a half-educated person, seeing Wu Ping's polite appearance, he was too embarrassed to argue with him, but he thought in his heart, why Wangjia Village can make progress so fast, and it can't work when we arrive in Mijia Village. It's something about our Mijia Village.

When he came out of the prefab factory, he thought about it, and went to the town to find the leader in charge of his village, but the leader had nothing to do, the factory had arrangements made by the factory, and the leader couldn't interfere with the normal operation of the company, just let him wait for a while. Wait, it is said that it will be their Murakami's turn soon.

  This can make Mi Liang very angry.

  He made a promise to the people in the village that the whole village would be connected to electricity by the end of June, but it turned out that half of May was over in a blink of an eye, and now there are no telephone poles.

   If this drags on, in the rainy season, the originally dug hole will be re-buried by the soil, or even washed away by the rain, and the hole will have to be dug again.

  Under the leadership of Mi Liang, Mijia Village strives to become one of the most economically developed villages in Qingquan Town. He is a man with ideals and a great mind, and the villagers also support him very much.

   If the promise to everyone cannot be fulfilled, it will definitely disappoint everyone.

   Said that he, the village chief, was too incompetent.

And because Mijia Village has basically formed an initial industrial chain, it has to regularly send a lot of tofu to nearby towns and towns every day. Great opinion.

   I don't know what's wrong, it's really worrying.

   Is it because Wangjia Village is bigger than our Mijia Village and has a larger population, so they can get extra care? Do you look down on our Mijia Village?

   It's still because there is something shady about it, but I don't know it.

  Thinking of this, Mi Liang suddenly remembered that the old people in the village said that this society is a society of personal affection. Many people who manage people, as long as they have a little power, will try to seek benefits and bully others.

  The prefabrication plant must be full of orders now, and many people are eager to let them ship.

   Is it true that some villagers gave Wu Ping, the person in charge of the prefabrication factory, benefits in order to get the goods in time?

  Seeing the smile on the man's face, thinking about it now, it seems a bit hypocritical.

  Recalling carefully, it seems that he has this meaning.

  Mi Liang thought of this, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he must have failed to do his job properly and didn't understand the world.

  Since people need this thing, if they go to see it empty-handed, they will definitely be unhappy.

  Then... why don't you give me something yourself?

  He rode his bicycle back and forth on the road, stopping for a while at the door of each store or supply and marketing cooperative, but he was a little embarrassed, not knowing what he should buy.

  Walking around, he suddenly heard the roar of a motorcycle behind him, and hurriedly let him aside, but the motorcycle stopped beside him.

   "Old Mi, what a coincidence."

  Mi Liang turned around and saw that the young man on the motorcycle looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

  After thinking about it carefully, I finally remembered that this is the young man from Wangjia Village that I met in the conference room that day. It seems to be called Wang Tianxiao or something. The conversation at that time was still very interesting.

   "Yeah, what a coincidence, Xiao Wang, what are you doing in town?"

   "It's nothing, just strolling around," Wang Tianxiao smiled and gave Mi Liang a cigarette, and Mi Liang blocked it, "I don't smoke, thank you."

  Wang Tianxiao put the cigarette back into the cigarette case, looked at Mi Liang, and asked curiously: "What's the matter, Lao Mi, why do I see your sad face?"

"No...it's nothing." Mi Liang didn't want Wang Tianxiao to know about his affairs. After all, it's not very honorable to talk about this kind of gift-giving. Besides, Wang Tianxiao himself is from Wangjia Village. If it is passed back, it will be rice. The people of the village.

   "Oh, let me tell you something, we are all old friends, maybe there is something I can help you with. Why are you hiding it, what is there to hide?"

   Mi Liang saw Wang Tianxiao's sincere smile, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Xiao Wang, I'll ask you a question, if you don't mind."

   "Ask, if there is anything we can't say between my buddies, you can just say it."

   "Then I really asked?"

   "Ask, you are still a mother-in-law."

  Mi Liang talked about the predicament he faced depressedly, and specifically criticized the unconscionable, irresponsible and responsible prefabrication factory.

  Finally, I mentioned whether Wangjiacun had publicized Wuping in advance, or why Wangjiacun could get the electric poles quickly, but they couldn't do it when they arrived at Mijia Village.

  Wang Tianxiao shook his head again and again, saying that the village chief was responsible for such matters, not even the captain, so there was no way he could have access to such important information.

  Hearing that Mi Liang was going to give Wu Ping a gift, he didn't express his attitude, saying that he could try it out, and whether it could take shape would depend on Wu Ping's attitude.

However, Wang Tianxiao put forward a new suggestion to Miliang. He can ask the stationmaster Li of the power supply station. The relationship is good, you can try it in the past, maybe there will be other effects.

  When Mi Liang heard it, he felt that what Wang Tianxiao said was quite reasonable.

  He is just the village head of a small village, and the people in his factory may not think of him very much, but the power supply station is the financial owner of the prefabrication factory, so he should be able to speak up.

  Otherwise, the progress of my Mijia Village project will not continue, so the power station is also responsible.

   "Oh, thank you so much, Xiao Wang. If you hadn't reminded me, brother, I really don't know what to do?"

   "Haha, I just came up with an idea. I don't know if it will work, but Brother Mi is really responsible. You work so hard for the things in the village. The people living in your village are really happy."

   "No way, I'm just busy."

Mi Liang said with some emotion: "Since everyone asked me to be the village chief, it means trust. If I don't make some achievements, then wouldn't it be a disappointment to everyone's trust? People, living in this world, isn't it? We have to do something, or when we die, thinking about our life of mediocrity, it will be very uncomfortable, don't you think?"

   "That is, that is, Brother Mi is a person with ideals and ambitions."

  Wang Tianxiao sighed.

  At this time, the curtain of a nearby shop was lifted, and a strong aroma of mutton soup came out from inside.

   is a mutton steamed bun shop.

   "Brother Mi, it just so happens that it's almost noon, you haven't eaten yet, I'll treat you to a mutton soup."

"no, I'm fine."

But Wang Tianxiao got out of the car, locked the car to the side, and said directly to Mi Liang, "Why are you polite, meeting is fate, not to mention that we have met more than once, and it just happened to be time for dinner, let's have a meal together Let's chat."

"this…"

   "I've got this and that, let's go."

  Miliang looked at the sky, the sun was indeed already high, thinking that now to find the people in the power distribution station, they might also be eating, and if they don't have time to take care of themselves, then just have a meal.

   "Okay then, let's have a meal, but I can talk, I'll treat you to this meal, don't rob me, or I won't go in."

   "How can you let Brother Mi treat you? I must be the one who invites you. I'm young, so I should take the initiative, right?"

"Don't say that. If you hadn't pointed out the way to me just now, I didn't know what to do. I was about to die of anxiety. You don't know that I promised the villagers that the electricity will be officially connected at the end of June, but I went today. The prefabrication factory, the news I learned is that it may not be able to arrange the goods for me in May, and I will continue to see the situation in June..."

   "Is it so serious?"

  The two walked towards the mutton shop arm in arm, Wang Tianxiao asked as they walked.

"Isn't that right? I find it very strange. You said that even if Wenyuan Prefabrication Factory has changed its boss, the original orders still have to be implemented step by step. Why did they change their minds in a blink of an eye? This incident is really troublesome. It makes people suffocate."

   Saying that, the two entered the mutton shop.

  As soon as the thick curtain was lifted, there was a strong smell of mutton immediately.

   This is a typical Northwest mutton practice.

  People know that Laoshan's mutton steamed buns are delicious, but outsiders can definitely get used to eating them. Generally, they eat improved mutton soup.

  The main reason is that people from the Northwest have a relatively strong taste, so the seasonings in the soup are heavy, and some are salty.

  Comparatively speaking, southerners tend to eat light meals. For the first time eating this kind of soup, some can spit it out directly.

   I thought it was not done well.

   But in fact, this is the taste of mutton soup.

In the same way, the reason why the very famous ramen can be sold all over the country is because they are very good at improving different tastes in different places. It won't be such a good business.

  In the final analysis, people's eating habits are still related to the local culture and climate.

  For example, Dongbei likes to stew things, because it is too cold. If you stir-fry one by one, the front ones will be cold when the latter ones come out.

  Southwestern provinces like to eat chili because the climate is relatively humid. Eating chili can remove a certain degree of moisture, while the east likes to eat light, which is not unrelated to the long-term high temperature in the local area.

  The mutton soup in Qingcheng generally tastes similar to that of Laoshan, and it is mainly heavy.

  The pancake is a browned pot helmet, smashed into it, and eaten with garlic, the taste is not to mention how fragrant it is.

  Wang Tianxiao's childhood dream was to be able to eat a bowl of mutton soup.

  It's a pity that he had never eaten it in his previous life. Seeing that the mutton soup cost a few cents at the beginning, and finally grew to tens of dollars, he was still reluctant.

   When the child grows up one day, he can no longer eat mutton due to physical reasons.

   It's a pity.

  Sometimes he would sigh with emotion that people must do what they should do when they have to do it. Don't think about what to do later, and do it when everything is ready.

  Maybe at that time, the preparations are well prepared, but the kind of things to have or do are no longer desires, goals or ideals, but don't matter at all.

  Different ages, people's ideas and goals are really different.

  The two sat down in a corner, each ordered a bowl of mutton soup, and Wang Tianxiao specifically ordered more mutton.

  He saw Mi Liang in such a difficult situation today, and he was in a particularly good mood.

  Although it is a bit out of the ordinary.

   But… it's just cool.

  The guy at the power supply station broke his promise and changed his mind for no reason, so let him have a good drink.

Anyway, this project of pulling electricity into the countryside is not carried out by the Qingquan Town family. The power supply stations in different places are doing this. Presumably, everyone in different townships is in competition. If Qingquan Town is slow, other towns will be faster. Some.

   At that time, Stationmaster Li will be at a disadvantage.

  He said that people don't want power poles. This reason is obviously untenable. The leader only needs to ask why other people can do it, but you can't, and all his roads will be blocked.

  This kind of public figure can value these things. If this kind of thing is done well, it will be a performance. If it is not done well, it will become a negative impact.

   If you don't advance, you will retreat.

  Wang Tianxiao wants to get along well with others, but if it makes him passive because of this, then it won't work.

"Brother Mi, don't worry. As the saying goes, there must be a way for a car to reach the mountain. There must be something inside this matter, but we don't know the news. You went to find the power supply station in the afternoon The person in charge should understand clearly."

   "I hope so, I think so."

   "Last time, you seemed to say that your village specializes in the tofu industry?"

"Well, it's actually an accident that it developed to this point, because there happened to be a family in our village, and the brothers all made tofu. Through observation, I found that the tofu they made tasted good and the texture was good, and it was very popular among the people in Fangyuan Township. They like it, so we discussed with them to make this kind of good handicraft industrialized, and everyone in the village can make it, so that after two years of development, the tofu in our Mijia Village has become famous far and wide.”

   "It seems to be quite famous. I don't think other tofu on the street sells very well, but the tofu in your Mijia Village is in short supply."

   "That's right." When Mi Liang said this, he was also satisfied, and he was not too modest. "Now the tofu in our village is the signature, and the common people have become accustomed to eating it."

"That's pretty good," Wang Tianxiao nodded, thought for a while and said, "But has Brother Mi ever thought about continuing to develop things like tofu? After all, the distance that can be transported is limited, and the nearby market will soon be saturated. Now, what will we do then?"

   "Well, I'm thinking about it now."

  Mi Liang glanced at Wang Tianxiao unexpectedly, probably because he didn't expect Wang Tianxiao to say such forward-looking words.

  He has always considered himself a cultural person, with thoughts and opinions that are a bit higher than ordinary people, and he has a vague feeling for Wang Tianxiao, thinking that he is just a relatively lively young man.

  So when Wang Tianxiao asked this question, Wei Wei was a little surprised.

However, he continued sincerely: "My idea now is to send tofu to nearby counties or cities as much as possible. For example, our urban area of ​​Qingcheng City, as well as the neighboring Chi County, Ning County, etc. I believe these counties can consume our production."

   "That's fine too, not bad."

  Wang Tianxiao smiled slightly, nodded slightly, and began to eat steamed buns.

  His behavior, in the eyes of Mi Liang, has some meaning. It seems that Wang Tianxiao wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.

   "Xiao Wang, do you have a better way?"

"No, what Brother Mi said is quite good. Transporting tofu to various counties can basically consume all the stock. Your village has about four to five thousand people. It's a small village. Even if every household makes tofu, Presumably there is not much output."

   "That's the truth, that's what I think.

   "But..." Wang Tianxiao had just finished speaking, but he hesitated to speak.

"Xiao Wang, if you have a better suggestion, you don't hesitate to teach me. To tell you the truth, our village is full of uneducated people, and few of them can write. It is even better to give me advice on this kind of thing." There are very few. Sometimes I am a little confused and don't know how to develop in the future. If it's just me, it's okay to say, but after all, I'm the village head. If I don't make a good idea, the people in the village will suffer with me. It's not good, I'm ashamed of them.”

  Wang Tianxiao looked at Mi Liang and said very sincerely.

  He was slightly moved.

  Wang Tianxiao is a person with a very soft heart. He doesn't see the suffering in the world, and he also admires and respects those who are really good for others.

  Mi Liang should be regarded as traditional intellectuals. People like them have a special feeling, that is, they want to do something for the country and the people.

  Students in this era are relatively pure, and most of them have more ideals. They are not comparable to those of later generations who often study for the sake of settling down.

  One generation has a thinking pattern of one generation, and Miliang undoubtedly belongs to the previous generation.

  Wang Tianxiao believes that he is really willing to lead the villagers to become rich.

   Otherwise, judging from his short time with Mi Liang, many of the thinking of this middle-aged man, just like Zhang Wenyuan, have gone beyond this era.

  Since Mi Liang said so sincerely, thinking that he secretly stabbed him because of the use of electricity, he felt a little sorry, so he said, "I'm just talking about my thoughts, Brother Mi."

   "Well, talk about it, we just chat casually, and it's not a national policy plan, so there's nothing to worry about."

"Brother, why can't tofu be transported long-distance? It's just that tofu contains a lot of water, is not easy to store, and is easy to be squeezed and deformed. People don't eat too much tofu every day, so the consumption of tofu The amount is fixed, isn't it?"

Mi Liang thought for a while and nodded: "Yes, you are right. Tofu is not food after all. It is impossible for people to eat tofu every day. Many people may not even be able to afford it for a month because of the price of tofu. A meal of tofu. In addition, the transportation is also very reasonable. Tofu sells freshness, so it is mainly tender and fresh, so long-distance transportation is not possible. If the tofu here is so good, it will be sure where to send it They're all high-stakes.”

   "Second question," Wang Tianxiao continued, "You said that you want to use tofu as the main means to develop it into a whole village, so as to make a fortune?"

   "Well, that's what I thought."

  Wang Tianxiao smiled and shook his head again.

   "Why, Brother Wang thinks this idea is not feasible, what's the problem?"

   "Not a problem..."

"That…"

   "It's a big problem."

  Wang Tianxiao interrupted Mi Liang, and said with a wry smile: "Brother Mi, think about it, just by making tofu, how much tofu can one person make without rest every day, from morning till night?"

   "I haven't calculated this specifically, but if there are enough beans, the others will not be affected. It depends on the speed of each company."

   Starting today, it will be stable to 6,000 words per day. If it is not enough, you will just scold me.

  (end of this chapter)

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