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

Fang Wei shook his head. According to his plan, the chili sauce factory could have developed steadily, but who knew that Yaoling chili sauce would suddenly become so popular, leading to the current situation.

Since everyone else had left, he didn't bother going into the factory and returned to the commune instead.

He summoned Zhao Jinsheng and others to his office and said:

"Could we temporarily adjust the Shenzhen plan? Let's put aside the soybean seed cultivation for now and plant a batch of chili peppers as soon as possible, okay?"

According to the production plan, soybeans should be planted now, specifically soybean seeds.

However, there are no major buyers for this batch of seeds at the moment. They can be sold slowly, but there is no urgent need to do so.

Given the popularity of chili sauce, Fang Wei suggested immediately planting 3.5 mu of chili peppers, which can mature in just a few dozen days, and the overall benefits are no worse than cultivating soybean seeds.

The new soybean variety has been successfully developed and can continue to be cultivated in experimental fields before large-scale production next year.

“I think it’s a good idea! Secretary, I’ll arrange it right away. There’s still time.”

When formulating the production plan, there were already alternative plans in place. Therefore, Zhao Jinsheng didn't have to do much trouble to arrange the planting of chili peppers.

Although we need to race against time, we don't need to mobilize the entire workforce.

The 17 production teams immediately sprang into action and quickly completed the planting of 3.5 mu of chili peppers.

The cooperative is making a lot of money now. Although there was no flue-cured tobacco planting this year, planting chili peppers can make up for some of the losses. Plus, with the deep processing of chili peppers, the actual income is not worse than that of flue-cured tobacco planting.

The chili sauce factory has now successfully developed a variety of products, such as flavored chili sauce, two-color chili sauce, and chopped chili. If the raw materials can keep up, there is still a lot of room for growth in the future.

This morning.

Fang Wei received a call from her older brother in her office.

"The province has invited us to attend this year's Autumn Trade Fair in Guangzhou, which will be held next month. What do you think, should we go?"

"Is that even a question? Of course we'll go. Here's what we'll do: you all prepare well, and the club will send at least one director to go with you."

Attending the Autumn Trade Fair in Guangzhou and meeting merchants from all over the world is definitely a great thing.

It seems that after so many years of development, the furniture company's products have finally gained recognition from all sectors and are now qualified to be exhibited at the Autumn Trade Fair.

After Fang Wei and his older brother finalized the matter, they thought of their own chili sauce, wondering if it had any potential for export.

Thinking of this, he couldn't sit still any longer, so he rode his bicycle straight to the county town to find Huang Zhigang.

Huang Zhigang was unaware of this matter either. After making a phone call to inquire, he learned that the participation in the Autumn Trade Fair was spearheaded by the Provincial Department of Commerce. Several regional leaders agreed to help, ultimately securing an opportunity for the [Chili Sauce Factory] to showcase its products.

They gave us a tiny little space in a corner of the booth to display a few samples.

Fang Wei wasn't dissatisfied at all. He was already very happy to have secured an opportunity, and it wasn't his place to be picky.

This thrilled Zhang Chu. Being able to export and earn foreign exchange was a tremendous honor; he never dared to imagine that the factory's products would ever achieve this. However, he soon began to worry again. What if they couldn't sell a single bottle of chili sauce?

Fang Wei didn't bother to think too much about it. This was just an experiment. If exports didn't work, there was still the domestic market. This thing wasn't a traditional export product to begin with.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is just around the corner, so he asked the pig farm to supply more pork.

During the holidays, pork consumption is much higher than usual. People are used to eating Yaoling Flower Pig, so pork from other places is not as popular.

Besides supplying a large number of high-quality breeding pigs, the pig farm mainly supplies the members of the cooperative with the culled pigs. Any surplus pigs are snapped up by the neighboring communes and rarely enter the external market.

As for chickens, ducks, live fish, and eggs, they are now part of the daily supply, but still in limited quantities, so it would be more appropriate to call them part of the daily rationed supply.

But in any case, everyone's living standards have improved significantly, at least they no longer have to worry about food and drink.

morning.

Fang Wei was sitting in his office handling official business when a commotion suddenly broke out outside.

"Secretary Fang, the car we bought has arrived. Come out and take a look."

He only found out what was going on outside when the staff from the company shouted loudly from outside the door.

He then tidied up the things on the table, went outside, and saw 10 trucks and two jeeps parked in the open space outside.

The sight of so many vehicles lined up in a row is quite impressive.

Fang Wei walked forward, and Zhao Jinsheng came to greet him.

"Old Zhao, you've worked hard."

“What’s so hard about this, Party Secretary? Why don’t you sit down and try it out?”

Without saying a word, Zhao Jinsheng pulled Fang Wei straight to one of the jeeps. The driver was Deng Yuanen, who had brought the young men from the agricultural machinery brigade to pick up the vehicle today.

The agricultural machinery team has nearly 30 people with driver's licenses for cars; they can drive not only cars but also large trucks.

Fang Wei and Zhao Jinsheng got into the car and settled in. Deng Yuanen started the engine, and then they drove around the cooperative's internal roads. To be honest, the jeep was a bit bumpy and not very comfortable, but it was still a car.

It's much better than a bicycle.

"Yuan En, go down and let me try."

Fang Wei suddenly felt itchy and wanted to drive a Jeep himself.

"Secretary, are you sure you can do this? How about I teach you first?"

Deng Yuanen meant well; he only knew that Fang Wei could drive a tractor, but driving a car and driving a tractor are different.

Just to be safe, he kindly offered a reminder.

"Get lost! Do you need to teach me? I can learn it after watching it for a couple of seconds."

Fang Wei naturally knew how to drive in his previous life, even though it was a manual transmission Jeep, it wasn't difficult for him at all.

Deng Yuanen had no choice but to leave the driver's seat and sit in the passenger seat. He planned to keep an eye on things for the other person so he could alert them if anything went wrong.

Zhao Jinsheng regretted bringing Fang Wei out for a drive, but he couldn't get off now. He could only pray that the other party would drive slowly and not fall into the ditch.

Fang Wei sat down in the driver's seat and started the car.

He was a little rusty at first, but thankfully the engine didn't stall, and he got off smoothly. The jeep started moving, and his driving became more and more skillful, almost making Deng Yuanen, who was sitting next to him, drop his jaw in astonishment.

"Third brother, you're really good! You're almost like a seasoned driver. I'll get you a driver's license later, you can drive on any kind of road with your skills."

"Yes, you should have a driver's license. I'll leave this to you. I'll take the test if necessary."

Fang Wei laughed and gradually accelerated. After circling around again, the jeep returned to the company. By this time, the other directors had also come out and were gathered around the large truck, discussing its contents.

Fang Wei parked the car and got out, then had the young men take all the board members for a drive.

He went to the office with Zhao Jinsheng and Deng Yuanen, and then made a few cups of tea.

"Yuan En, the newly established transport team will be merged into the agricultural machinery brigade, and from now on it will be called the agricultural machinery transport brigade. You are responsible for handling the procedures for the transport team, since it will be operating externally, and having complete procedures is very important."

To establish a transportation team under the cooperative, it is necessary to go through the necessary procedures because there are projects that are operated externally.

Fang Wei merged the transport team into the agricultural machinery brigade so that Deng Yuanen could manage these affairs, which is why he entrusted them to him.

"Okay, I'll take care of it right away."

Deng Yuanen accepted the commune's arrangement, and now the agricultural machinery brigade was strong and well-equipped.

Afterwards, the group discussed the matter of adding a garage, and then Zhao Jinsheng and Deng Yuanen got up and left.

Before the holiday.

It was Fang Wei's first time taking a jeep to a meeting in the county, and he picked up Binbin on the way back.

Binbin went to school in the county this year and only comes home once every one or two weeks. Originally, he wanted the child to live at Guo Yongqing's house, but Binbin refused, so he had no choice but to let the child stay.

"Dad, is this the new car your company bought? It's a fantastic car!"

Binbin was very excited throughout the journey.

This was his first time riding in a car, and he kept squirming in the seat, talking a lot.

"Yes, these are newly purchased vehicles. In addition to two jeeps, there are also 10 large trucks."

Fang Wei couldn't help but smile. He had a very good relationship with his child, and the child was not afraid of him and was willing to talk to him about anything.

Back home, Grandpa and Sun Daoren were very happy to see Binbin, especially Pan Lianhua. Although they didn't say anything, they quickly asked their sister to add a few more dishes.

The next day was the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Yu Hao's family and Sun Daoren were all celebrating the holiday at Fang Wei's place, making the house very lively.

Liang Xueqin and her child returned yesterday, just in time for the holiday. She has changed drastically; she's practically unrecognizable compared to before, and she's earned a considerable amount of money in the past two years.

"Xueqin, how's business?"

"It's okay! I had a lot of inventory before, but there was a consumption peak before the holiday, and my inventory has dropped to a low level."

Pan Lianhua and Liang Xueqin were chatting enthusiastically, while Fang Wei and Yu Hao were exchanging toasts.

However, the two workers didn't drink much; they stopped after about half a bottle. Mainly, Yu Hao wasn't in good spirits today, and Fang Wei was worried he'd get drunk, so she stopped on her own initiative.

Third Brother, will you go to the Autumn Trade Fair?

"I'll go. What, you got the notification too?"

"Yes, the company told me to prepare for the Autumn Trade Fair."

"Okay, let's go together then."

After dinner, everyone sat together drinking tea and chatting until after ten o'clock before dispersing.

The next morning, Fang Wei asked Deng Yuanen to take Binbin to school, just as Deng Yuanen needed to go to the county to handle the procedures for the transportation team.

Fang Wei and Zhao Jinsheng went to a meeting at the commune. The two of them represented 17 production brigades, making Zheng Xianfa's speech sound weak and listless. He was too lazy to read the documents aloud, so he simply tossed them to the two men and told them to read them themselves.

This document, issued by the county, concerns matters related to education.

According to the document, the current situation of schools being run by brigades will end, rural primary schools will be merged, and each commune will establish a junior high school.

In the future, children in rural areas will attend junior high school in the commune, and those who pass the entrance exam will go to the county town for senior high school. Unlike now, where junior high school is held in the county town, the number of students admitted is relatively small.

"Director Zheng, the first point is no longer relevant to us. After the establishment of the cooperative, the primary schools of the original 17 brigades have been merged, which fully complies with the county's requirements."

As for the establishment of a junior high school in the commune, that's none of our business; it's a matter for the commune to consider.

Fang Wei read the document aloud as she looked at it, so that Zhao Jinsheng wouldn't have to read it again later.

After he finished reading, he already had a plan in mind.

“Secretary Fang, Chairman Fang, do you think I don’t know that the junior high school needs to be built by the commune? The problem is that the funding from above is not much. If we want to run a high-quality junior high school, we absolutely cannot do it without money.”

Besides, who is the junior high school being built by the commune for? Isn't it for the 17 production brigades of your cooperative? The children attending junior high will all be from your families; aren't you willing to contribute a little money?"

Zheng Xianfa spoke at length, but the gist of it was just two words: he wanted money!
Fang Wei and Zhao Jinsheng exchanged a glance, and both of them couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Director Zheng, you don't need to ask so many questions if you want money. Don't worry, even if it's just for our own benefit, the cooperative will find a way to run the commune middle school well."

The organization is not stingy when it comes to this kind of thing. Just look at the investment Fang Wei and his classmates have made in primary school, and you can tell that everyone values ​​education.

For farmers' children, the only way to get ahead is through education. Getting into university means leaving the countryside, and a bright future awaits.

Although the percentage is very low, there is still some hope, isn't there?
Zheng Xianfa fell silent. If he had known that the other person was so enlightened, he wouldn't have bothered.

"That's settled then. You guys will go and discuss it to see how much you can sponsor. I'll be starting work here soon."

Zheng Xianfa then adjourned the meeting, explaining that in addition to building the new school, he also needed to find a way to bring in a group of experienced teachers.

This matter is also crucial, but whether or not he can attract talent to teach in Yaoling Commune depends heavily on the compensation. Otherwise, why would he discuss sponsorship with Fang Wei? Only with money can he have the confidence to build a high-standard commune middle school.

Fang Wei and Zhao Jinsheng discussed it with everyone, and no one had any objections.

The cooperative decided to donate 1000 million yuan to Yaoling Commune Middle School in the first phase, and will consider subsequent donations depending on the situation.

Zheng Xianfa immediately felt confident, modified the school's design plan, and then reported it to the county.

The county doesn't care about any of that. Anyway, each commune will build a (junior) middle school. The funding is limited. If anyone can get sponsorship, they can build it however they want.

The construction plan for Yaoling Commune (Junior) Middle School was approved, and the commune offered very favorable conditions when assigning personnel.

Not only were the living conditions better, but their salaries and subsidies were also significantly higher than those of teachers in the county's middle schools. According to policy, transferring to the commune's middle school meant retaining one's household registration in the county seat, which attracted many applicants.

Money isn't everything; if you can't move someone, it's because you haven't given enough. (End of Chapter)