Surprise! The rough husband is the hidden boss of the period literature

Chapter 347 New Year’s Eve
Cao Congjun, being from the county, got his hands on the "Huaguo Daily" faster. When he brought it up, Jiang Xingye and the others had no idea of ​​the impact this newspaper would have.

After all, by this time, the impact of the calendar promotion had already been significant.

The Four Sisters Garment Factory is facing a crisis of being unable to fulfill orders.

In the entire production brigade, not many households own sewing machines; there are only eight in total, so the daily production volume is quite limited.

On the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, Shangjiang Machinery Design and Manufacturing Plant finally delivered an electric sewing machine to them and also made a batch of matching sewing needles. Yu Xiaomin personally tested the sewing machine.

That speed is something humans can't keep up with.

Ten days later, another one was delivered.

It was already the 20th of the twelfth lunar month.

At this time of year, every household is busy preparing for the New Year. Although they are poor, several families will pool their resources to make tofu, rice cakes, and steamed bean buns. Once steamed, they will be placed in jars and frozen outside.

Another activity is organizing fishing trips to the lake. They break the ice and use nets to catch fish from inside, which is a regular part of the New Year's celebrations.

But this year, when other brigades went fishing, they didn't see anyone from the Shangjiang Brigade, which they found strange.

"Would they waste time getting these few fish? Didn't you see? Even those usually lazy and out-of-touch vagrants from their brigade aren't wandering around outside anymore."

"Everyone's busy making money, they say they're rushing to finish the work but they can't keep up."

“The girl next door to us was supposed to get married in Shangjiang Brigade. It was originally agreed that she would get married there at the beginning of the year. But last month, they said that she should get married there as soon as possible because they couldn’t keep up with the work there. Otherwise, they would break off the engagement.”

"Did you get a refund?"

"Why would you return it? We agreed on a dowry of twenty yuan. As soon as we nodded, they gave us twenty-five yuan. She got married and is now working at the commune's food factory."

"How many factories has Shangjiang Brigade opened this year? Furniture factory, threshing machine factory, clothing factory, there is also a machinery factory in the commune, and they also have a share in the food factory."

"That's nothing. I heard from my uncle's aunt's wife's niece that the county's textile factory wanted to open a joint factory with Shangjiang Brigade, but they said they didn't have enough manpower and refused."

A collective sigh escaped, everyone expressing their regret.

It's really frustrating to compare yourself to others. This year, no one from the Shangjiang Brigade is vying to catch fish, so even though we've caught more fish than last year, it doesn't taste as good.

The threshold of Shangjiang Brigade was almost worn down by matchmakers.

Young men are certainly more valuable than before, but this has made it difficult for young women to find husbands, as no one wants to marry outside the area.

Although not many people went to the garment factory, many went to the commune's food factory.

Female workers also joined furniture factories and machinery factories.

Jiang Hongyan was talking to Jiang Xingmei, "Xianglan and Aihua came to see me a couple of days ago. They originally said they were going to get married after the New Year, but now they don't want to get married anymore."

Factory work is tiring, but at least you can see the money coming in. Besides, once you get married, you have to work in the fields; it's exhausting, and you don't even know how much money you can earn in a year with your work points.

"That's right, I wouldn't want to either." Jiang Xingmei was stepping on the electric sewing machine, and with a light tap of her foot, she could pull out a long piece.

Now that two more sewing machines have been installed, Jiang Xinglan has also started using them. She's very careful because she's afraid of ruining the clothes.

Xu Qinghuan came in to talk to them, "Next year, the commune should encourage all production brigades to buy more machines to farm, so that manpower can be freed up. Then we can set up more factories."

"Set up factories? What kind of factories can they set up? If it weren't for you, sister-in-law, could Shangjiang Brigade have set up so many factories? I don't know about other things, but I do know that the factories in our villages are no worse than those in the county." Jiang Xingmei was originally straightforward, and now, after her experiences, she has become very opinionated and outspoken, which made the girls of her age in the production team extremely jealous.

She makes her own clothes and always keeps herself neat and clean.

“Your brother’s contribution is no less than mine!” Xu Qinghuan said.

As we entered the twelfth lunar month, it was customary to slaughter pigs for the New Year. In previous years, everyone was very enthusiastic about it, but this year, even though the 20th of the twelfth lunar month has passed, there has been no sign of it.

Chen Dewen and the others have all returned. Luo Jinhao went to run business in Acheng City and has also arrived home in the last couple of days. He came over to visit and saw Jiang Xingye. "Brother Ye, why haven't I heard about slaughtering the New Year's pig this year?"

Jiang Xingye had been running around all day and finally came back to see his fiancée. He was so tired that he sat down in a chair and didn't want to move. Xu Qinghuan handed him water.

As soon as he drank it, he knew it was water from the space. Once the water entered his stomach, he felt energetic all over.

"I'm leaving the task of slaughtering the pig for the New Year to you. The captain has been talking to me about it for days, but I just can't find the time," Jiang Xingye said.

Jiang Xinglan said, "Why can't Dad just arrange for someone to kill them himself? Why do we have to rely on you for everything?"

Xu Qinghuan laughed and said, "Because if Aye doesn't make arrangements, no one will step up."

Jiang Xingye pointed to Chen Dewen and the others, "They're back now, so let them go."

Zheng Siqi was shocked. "No way! If we go to slaughter a pig, the aunties and sisters-in-law in the production team will eat us alive!"

Slaughtering pigs is both physically demanding and technically challenging.

Cutting pork belly into three layers, not being able to remove the tenderloin from the ribs, leaving too much raw meat on the pig's leg for knife work, and having to chop the four pig's trotters evenly... these are all problems.

In short, there are many requirements, which are hard to understand, but this has always been how pigs are slaughtered.

"Can't I learn? Who's born knowing how?" Jiang Xingye said casually.

In short, the sales staff of Shangjiang Brigade had to be all-rounders, capable of drinking a bottle of wine with customers and helping the production team slaughter pigs for the New Year.

The next day, news that the salesman was in charge of slaughtering the pig for the New Year spread throughout the brigade. The aunties who stayed at home flocked over to help boil water to scald the pig hair, and to instruct them on how to cut the pig and how to separate and carve the meat. In short, they were very skilled, and Zheng Siqi and the others only needed to be tools.

Surprisingly, the pig slaughtering went quite well this year. After work at the factory that evening, the entire production team enjoyed a feast of pig-slaughtering dishes.

On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, the annual holiday will begin. In response to the call of later generations of countries, the Spring Festival will be a seven-day holiday.

Jiang Xingye first had Liu Zhijian and the production team accountant go through the accounts, and after confirming that there were no errors, he had the brigade accountant sign them.

The next morning, which was the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month (January 29, 1975 in the Gregorian calendar), Jiang Baohua called a meeting for all members of the production brigade.

The announcement came over the loudspeaker at seven o'clock and started promptly at eight o'clock. Because news had already spread that there would be dividends, everyone arrived very quickly and in an orderly fashion.

"Alright, the New Year is almost here, so I'll keep it brief and give a summary of this year. As everyone knows, our agricultural production has achieved a major breakthrough this year, mainly reflected in our harvesting, which was the first in the country to achieve fully automated production..."

Applause broke out.

Jiang Baohua's eyes welled up with tears. "Secondly, there's another crucial point this year: our industrial production has also made tremendous progress. Today is dividend day, and I just checked. Individually, even the smallest household received over twenty yuan. Before we get the money, I'd like to thank two comrades, they are..."

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