Era: I was a farmer at the foot of Yaoling Mountain

Fang Wei reported the three people to the commune, and the commune then reported them to the county, which required approval at each level.

Finally, the county will report the eligible individuals to the regional admissions office, which will then contact schools based on their preferences.

Finally, an exam will be organized in the region, and the school will conduct a final review based on the exam results before issuing admission notices to the students.

Therefore, the whole process will be very long, taking at least four or five months.

A few days passed quickly.

Accountant Liu and others checked the accounts and completed the year's settlement work.

All income is added together, and then all expenses are subtracted. After that, various reserves are made, and sufficient funds are left for production and development.

“Secretary Fang, our final net profit was 436 million yuan.”

Accountant Liu told Fang Wei that 436 million yuan was available for dividends, and his job was done.

As for how to distribute the profits, Fang Wei needs to formulate a profit-sharing plan and submit it to the brigade cadres for discussion.

"You've worked hard! Take a few days to rest, and we'll hand over the implementation of the profit-sharing plan once it's finalized."

Fang Wei thanked them for their hard work and then told Accountant Liu and the others to go back and rest.

He then convened a meeting with Zheng Hu and others and proposed the profit-sharing plan for the year: "My idea is that everyone should receive a smaller share this time, based on an average of 300 yuan per person."

"Isn't 300 yuan a bit too little? Everyone works hard all year and is hoping for this little bit of money to make ends meet."

The head of the security department scratched his head, feeling that the standard was set too low.

For example, in his own family, there are many people but few able-bodied workers. 500 yuan a year is enough for him, but 300 yuan would be very tight.

"You're always dreaming big. If all the money is distributed, what about the new housing project?"

Zheng Hu glared at the other man, thinking that this guy was only thinking about his family's trivial matters and had no vision.

"Hasn't a special fund of 500 million yuan already been set aside?"

Zheng Bao is also short of money. If it were really necessary, he wouldn't object to Fang Wei's proposed profit-sharing plan, but he doesn't feel that the funds are that tight.

“Let me explain about the 500 million yuan. Some people may not understand. This money is not only for building houses, but also includes supporting projects for the new residential buildings, such as power and water supply, sewage and drainage, internal roads, beautification of the environment, and ancillary facilities, etc.”

You've finally calculated the construction cost of the houses. I can tell you that the cost of each house will not exceed 5000 yuan, but the expenses for supporting facilities could be much higher.

Fang Wei didn't care whether it was 300 yuan or 500 yuan, but anything over 500 yuan was definitely not acceptable.

He simply clarified the purpose of the construction funds to avoid any unnecessary speculation. The construction cost for 500 residential units is approximately 200 million to 250 million yuan, with the construction cost per unit not exceeding 5000 yuan.

These days, building a house in the countryside generally costs between 1000 and 2500 yuan. It's a bit more expensive in the city, but not by much.

如果按照购买力水平计算，当今的1元钱大致相当于方唯穿越前的100元-150元，也就是说现在2000来元造价的房子大致相当于后世30万元造价的房子。

A house that cost nearly 5000 yuan to build would be equivalent to more than 50 yuan in later generations.

Of course, the construction standards for the new residential buildings are higher. The supporting facilities are more complete, and including the cost of these facilities, the cost of each house is approximately 1 yuan.

That might not be enough.

After Fang Wei finished speaking, everyone continued to discuss, and the final consensus leaned towards an average dividend of 500 yuan per person.

"That's settled then. This year's bonus will be distributed at an average of 500 yuan per person. Meeting adjourned!"

Fang Wei did the math and decided that the dividend amount was acceptable.

Then everyone dispersed, and the money was distributed two days later. The villagers didn't have any objections; they all knew that the brigade was currently undertaking the construction of new houses, which required a lot of funds, so it wasn't a big deal for them to tighten their belts a bit.

Moreover, a dividend of 500 yuan per person is not low these days. In an era where the average wage is 30 or 40 yuan, what more could one ask for?
Fang Wei and Pan Lianhua received a total of 1300 yuan, which was the highest tier.

"Third Brother, shall we take a stroll around the market town when we have some free time?"

After receiving their dividends, many people in the team went to the market to buy necessities for their homes.

Pan Lianhua also wanted to go to the market to buy some things, so she asked Fang Wei if he had time.

"Okay, let's go tomorrow then. There's a big market tomorrow."

There are large markets on the first and fifteenth of the lunar month, where all kinds of goods are available and there are many people, making it especially lively.

the next day.

After the two finished breakfast, they went to the market, which was indeed packed with people.

Pan Lianhua first bought some small items, which are useful for daily life. The supply and marketing cooperative's goods are not as complete as those here.

Then they came across a fishmonger, and Fang Wei bought two grass carp, planning to eat them for lunch.

"Third Brother, look over there."

The two continued to wander around the market. Pan Lianhua, with her sharp eyes, suddenly spotted someone selling vegetable seeds, and they were even using the name of the Second Team of Xiatang Brigade.

Fang Wei turned his head and saw a plump woman selling vegetable seeds. There was a cardboard sign on the stall that read "Vegetable Seeds from Xiatang Second Team".

"Are these vegetables really from Xiatang Second Team? How much are they?"

"The vegetable seeds I have here are definitely from the Second Team, don't worry, they're genuine. These vegetable seeds don't differentiate between varieties, they're all 1 yuan per jin, take your pick."

The plump woman immediately assured her that it couldn't be fake, and that if she was still worried, she could have it appraised.

Then she mentioned the price, which was quite expensive.

Nowadays, ordinary vegetable seeds cost only two or three cents, and even the more expensive ones don't cost more than 5 cents. The vegetable seeds here are all priced at 1 yuan per pound, which is indeed much more expensive.

Fang Wei didn't say anything, but casually grabbed a handful of seeds to examine them. Sure enough, these were the vegetable seeds from the second team.

The second team's vegetable seeds have their own characteristics: they are large and plump, and the key is that Fang Wei has the skill of "identification," which allows him to identify them at a glance.

"Where did you get these seeds?"

Fang Wei didn't pursue the matter because of curiosity.

These words immediately alerted the plump auntie, who said, "Are you going to buy it or not? Why are you asking so many questions? Are you checking my household registration?"

Knowing he wouldn't get any answers, Fang Wei put the seeds back, grabbed the lotus plant, and turned to leave.

"Are these really seeds produced by our brigade?"

Pan Lianhua had been watching the excitement, and now her curiosity was piqued even more.

"Yes, it is our seed."

Fang Wei gave an affirmative answer. It was clear that with the high-yield vegetable seeds in short supply, some people were buying and selling them for profit.

Because of the low yield, the vegetable seeds produced by the brigade were not sold to outsiders, but were mostly sold to production teams with whom they had good relationships. Vegetable seeds were not valuable to begin with, and he had never paid any attention to them.

"Then why don't you care?"

"How can I manage it? It's just a small matter. Let's play dumb for now."

Fang Wei didn't intend to get involved in this matter. The main business of Xiatang Brigade was cultivating rice seeds, along with a few high-value cash crop seeds; everything else could be ignored.

Anyway, his high-yield seeds would only be reduced to their original state after one or two generations, so he couldn't be bothered with that.

Pan Lianhua understood and said no more.

The two then bought some candy and snacks before riding their bikes back home.

Pan Lianhua handed two fish to her older sister, saying they could make spicy fish for lunch today.

After eating, Fang Wei took a nap, and then went to the brigade headquarters.

"Tiger, all our vegetable seeds have been sold at the market, and they're now selling for 1 yuan a pound."

Not long after Fang Wei sat down in the office, Zheng Hu brought over several documents for him to sign.

Zheng Hu's signature is sufficient for the team's daily expenses. However, Fang Wei's signature is required for non-routine or large expenditures.

Fang Wei glanced at the receipt, quickly signed his name, and then told the other party about what happened at the market that day.

"1 yuan per jin isn't expensive, we've already sold it for 6 mao per jin."

Zheng Hu didn't think that 1 yuan per jin was expensive. He sold it to other production teams for 6 mao per jin, and they would have to add a little more when they resold it. It wasn't cheap when it reached the middlemen.

Fang Wei usually didn't care about these little things, but now he realized that the vegetable seeds Zheng Hu sold were very expensive.

So he shook his head, not wanting to bring it up again. Zheng Hu took the receipt and walked out of Fang Wei's office. As soon as he stepped outside, his face fell.

This matter is indeed related to him, since Secretary Fang never cares about such trivial matters; he has always been in charge of them.

Previously, his second brother, Zheng Bao, had interceded for a friend's production team, so he bought extra vegetable seeds for them. He suspected that these vegetable seeds had leaked out.

After that, he went to find Zheng Bao.

"Second brother, did the batch of seeds your friend bought last time end up in the market?"

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"Third Brother, I happened to go to the market today and saw someone selling vegetable seeds under the name of the Second Team. They were selling them for 1 yuan per jin. Isn't that just reselling? Second Brother, tell me the truth, did you take any money from them?"

"Heaven and earth bear witness, he only treated me to one drink, and I didn't take a single penny from him."

After things were clarified, Zheng Bao, out of consideration for his friend, asked Zheng Hu for help and bought some extra seeds from the team.

At the time, people said it was to help several production teams, but who knew it was to be resold?

After Zheng Hu understood the situation, he went to see Fang Wei that night and told her everything.

"It's a minor issue; just be more careful next time."

Fang Wei didn't care. Such things are inevitable. As long as there is an imbalance between supply and demand, such things will definitely happen.

He wouldn't interfere as long as the Zheng brothers weren't involved in the buying and selling. However, that person had been blacklisted and would never be able to buy vegetable seeds from the Xiatang brigade again.

"Third Brother, I will be more careful in the future and I promise this will never happen again."

Zheng Hu breathed a sigh of relief. As long as his third brother hadn't lost trust in him, everything was fine.

He then made a promise, pounding his chest loudly.

"It's impossible to completely prevent this kind of thing. Once a production team buys it, do you know whether they plant it in the field or resell it? From now on, don't deal with individuals. Just sell to any production team. Don't worry about the rest."

Fang Wei waved his hand, sending Zheng Hu away.

How could he not trust Zheng Hu? To put it bluntly, as long as the other party doesn't harm the interests of the brigade, everything else is trivial. He has little interest in cultivating vegetable seeds, so the shortage of vegetable seeds will continue.

The next day.

Fang Wei stayed home in the morning and didn't go out. Zheng Hu rushed over and said that people from the regional tobacco bureau had come.

The team has a long tradition of growing flue-cured tobacco, so Fang Wei dared not neglect it and followed the other party to the brigade headquarters.

“Secretary Fang, please forgive us for coming in a hurry without prior notice. It’s like this, the flue-cured tobacco produced by your Xiatang brigade has passed the national evaluation for new flue-cured tobacco varieties and has received high praise.”

The visitor was a leader from the regional tobacco bureau. He was very polite to Fang Wei and immediately delivered the good news.

The flue-cured tobacco produced by the brigade has already distinguished itself from the flue-cured tobacco grown by other production teams. It has a richer aroma, better quality, and, most importantly, strong resistance.

Only by improving the resistance of varieties can we ensure the stability of tobacco leaf quality and meet the needs of industrial production.

The flue-cured tobacco submitted by Xiatang Brigade every year has received unanimous praise. After review, the regional tobacco bureau deemed it an excellent new variety of flue-cured tobacco and subsequently reported it to the highest evaluation unit.

As a result, it passed the evaluation in one go and was named the [NX-232] tobacco variety.

This was an unexpected surprise, and Fang Wei quickly expressed his gratitude: "Thank you for your concern, leaders. If it weren't for the regional authorities helping us report this, we might have just continued planting without any clear understanding of what was going on."

"No need for thanks. I hope you can cultivate more [NX-232] tobacco seeds, which can not only increase the income of our members, but also boost the production of flue-cured tobacco in our region."

The person from the region smiled and waved his hand, then handed the certificate and some related documents to Fang Wei.

Afterwards, Fang Wei, Zheng Hu, and others accompanied them on a tour of the team, where they visited the team's tobacco curing barn and other facilities.

noon.

The team arranged a meal at the canteen. After the other party finished eating, they got up to say goodbye, and brought up the breeding matter again before getting on the bus.

"Please rest assured, leader, we will strive to expand the planting area of ​​[NX-232] tobacco."

Fang Wei immediately expressed his opinion, which satisfied the people from the regional tobacco bureau, who then left by car.

The team has been stockpiling flue-cured tobacco seeds for years. The yield of flue-cured tobacco seeds is very low; about 5 to 7 jin of seeds can be harvested from one mu of flue-cured tobacco field. So far, the team has about 1 jin of flue-cured tobacco seeds in stock.

Currently, the price of flue-cured tobacco seeds is 25 yuan per kilogram, which seems expensive, but in reality, the yield per unit area is very low, and the value of seeds produced per mu (unit of land area) is only about 150 yuan.

Specializing in seed cultivation is not cost-effective; seeds are merely a byproduct of flue-cured tobacco production.

"Tiger, contact the other brigades in our commune. We are willing to provide [NX-232] seeds at 25 yuan per kilogram. See if any of them are willing to plant them."

Since we promised the regional tobacco bureau to promote the [NX-232] tobacco variety, we must take concrete action.

Fang Wei instructed Zheng Hu to first make contact within the commune before extending the program to other communes.

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

Zheng Hu responded with a sentence and then went to the commune to find Zheng Xianfa.

It's too much trouble for him to go to each brigade to find people. It would be better to ask Zheng Xianfa to issue a notice so that everyone can gather at the commune and talk about it all at once.

"You guys got your hands on tobacco seeds again? That's impressive!"

Zheng Xianfa was used to it; he wasn't surprised by anything Fang Wei did.

However, he was still very supportive of the work, and the next day he summoned the heads of each brigade to the commune.

Taking the opportunity, Zheng Hu explained the tobacco bureau leaders' intentions and began recommending the [NX-232] seed.

"What's there to say about the seeds produced by Xiatang Brigade? We'll be planting this [NX-232] flue-cured tobacco next season. The question is, do you have enough seeds?"

"There's plenty available; we guarantee supply if you buy now."

Unexpectedly, he didn't need to promote it at all; Xiatang Brigade was already a gold standard in breeding. As soon as he mentioned it, everyone was willing to introduce the latest flue-cured tobacco seeds.

After exchanging a few jokes, everyone dispersed.

the next day.

Each brigade sent people to Xiatang Brigade to purchase tobacco seeds.

Tobacco seeds are quite special because they are very small; one pound of seeds contains approximately 8000 to 12000 seeds. One acre of tobacco field requires 1000 to 1300 seeds, meaning one pound of seeds can be used to plant 10 acres of tobacco field.

On average, 200 jin of seeds are enough for each brigade.

The 16 production brigades purchased a total of 3200 jin of flue-cured tobacco seeds, bringing in 80000 yuan in income for the Xiatang production brigade.

In this way, the entire Yaoling Commune will plant [NX-232] flue-cured tobacco in the next season, which can be considered as fulfilling Fang Wei's promise to the regional tobacco bureau.

We can wait a while before continuing large-scale promotion; the key issue is that Xiatang Brigade doesn't have many seeds.

But secrets don't stay hidden forever. News about the new variety of flue-cured tobacco quickly spread, and many other production teams from other communes came knocking on our door.

"Third Brother, they're always hanging around me. Why don't we just sell the rest of the tobacco seeds to them?"

Annoyed by the constant nagging, Zheng Hu sought advice from Fang Wei.

“Then let’s sell them. But if we make it clear to them beforehand, we can’t guarantee that we can continue to supply [NX-232] seeds in the future.”

Fang Wei also found it troublesome, so he decided to just do a one-off deal and be done with it after the sale.

Zheng Hu then sold 6800 jin of flue-cured tobacco seeds, earning 17 yuan. This basically cleared out the inventory, and the remaining amount was for the brigade's own use.

The production teams that bought the seeds were overjoyed, while those that didn't were still unwilling to give up and kept trying to find out if the Xiatang Brigade could spare some.

Fang Wei then thought of Yao Village, which was one of the first villages to plant this variety of flue-cured tobacco, and should have accumulated a lot of tobacco seeds over the years.

"Tiger, tell the others not to worry, I'll go to the Yao village and ask."

Fang Wei didn't even have time to go home for lunch; he hopped on his bicycle and headed straight for the Yao village.

When he arrived at the village and asked Wang Songlin, he learned that the village had 16000 jin of tobacco seeds in stock, more than the Xiatang brigade.

"Songlin, you guys really know how to save up a lot of resources, leaving so many seeds for us to reproduce? But it's good, at least it can get me out of trouble."

Fang Wei had 10000 jin of flue-cured tobacco seeds loaded onto a tractor and transported back to Xiatang Brigade.

He told Wang Songlin not to touch the remaining 6000 jin of seeds, and to discuss it later. (End of Chapter)