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

Chapter 395 Another Year of Harvest

It was noon, and the male educated youths came over to try and break up the fight, while others ran off to call the brigade leader. Lu Mingxu, with a cat in his arms, stood at a distance, coldly watching Lu Mingqiu being pinned to the ground by Duan Qingmei.

Duan Qingmei grabbed her hair and slammed the back of her head against the ground.

Although Lu Mingqiu was ruthless, her strength was no match for Duan Qingmei's.

One force can overcome ten techniques; she can only passively take the beating at the moment.

Three days later, Zheng Manhua arrived in Yancheng and called Xu Qinghuan to let her know she was safe. On the phone, she told Xu Qinghuan, "The Lu family has completely fallen. When the old man died, the higher-ups were originally thinking of pardoning Lu Ranglian."

"My husband, Lao Qin, submitted the evidence, but it didn't really make much of a difference. But Ye Xiumei is too much; she provided a list of people who couldn't withstand scrutiny. They were all involved in dirty work for the Lu family, and now they're all locked up. The higher-ups are furious, and Lu Ranglian is doomed."

Among these names, Liu Qidong and Liao Yongqiang are the first two to be included.

Liu Qidong was arrested before he could take Lu Mingqiu with him.

Lu Mingqiu had not committed any crimes after the investigation. She was a girl, and Lu Mingxu was a minor. It was unlikely that anyone would make things difficult for them. The organization sent them to the countryside to take care of them.

Their lives wouldn't be easy in the city.

Although Lu Ranglian was not tried for colluding with the Japanese, the whole city was in an uproar. The people dragged out Lu's ancestors for eighteen generations to hurl insults, and every day people threw bricks and stones at the house where Lu's brother and sister lived.

Xu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief.

It's truly infuriating that Lu Ranglian hasn't been brought to trial.

This year's autumn harvest is scheduled for August 20th. For Shangjiang Brigade, there's no rush, so they'll let the crops dry in the sun for a while longer. This way, they won't have to spread them out to dry after harvesting, which is quite troublesome.

Prior to this, Jiang Xingye had already delivered all the machines that Wolfgang wanted. The German had placed an additional order, but the delivery date was in January of next year. There was still time, so the Shangjiang Brigade's machinery factory and furniture factory took turns to rush to collect them.

This year, the production brigade bought several tractors, so instead of carrying the straw and wheat straw from the fields to the threshing ground all at once, they can put them on the tractors and then bring them back.

When the roads were being built, Jiang Xingye had already considered the harvest, and he had repaired several main roads leading to the fields, which are now coming in handy.

"The grass is heavier than in previous years, and the wheat ears are growing really well!" Lin Yonggui is a master craftsman at the furniture factory. He hasn't worked in the fields for a long time, and he's not used to working so hard.

"You did a great job with the fat this year!"

"This year is a bumper harvest!"

"The Liaozhong Brigade and the Xinlian Brigade are here again. What are they doing here?"

Chatting while working can relieve fatigue.

When Liu Qingsong and Wei Qimin arrived, everyone craned their necks to look. Jiang Liangcai came over and shouted, "Hurry up and get to work! If you don't finish, your group can continue tomorrow. Let's see if it will stop you from making money."

These words were more effective than anything else; they stopped listening to gossip and got to work with great enthusiasm.

One of them shouted, "Liangcai, let Xingye think of a way to get a machine that can thresh the rice directly in the field, so we don't have to deal with the straw and stuff."

"That's wishful thinking. Where would you find such a powerful machine?"

"If we don't want wheat straw, what will we cook with?"

Jiang Liangcai said smugly, "Xingye is already thinking about this. It will take some time, but the machine will definitely be expensive. If it is made, I'm afraid it won't be able to sell."

Jiang Xingye was indeed thinking about this, after all, picking grass was too tiring. But at this moment, Dong Liangcheng called him over to help deal with Liu Qingsong and Wei Qimin. It was harvest time again, and to avoid a repeat of last year's incident, they had come to buy harvesters and threshers this year.

“We barely made it through last winter and this spring,” Wei Qimin said. “Although you came up with the idea of ​​setting up a food processing plant, firstly, the profits are not very good, and secondly, a food processing plant cannot support so many people.”

Liu Qingsong said, "Buying grain also costs money. Last year we suffered from disasters all year, and the production team really had no money. We are also scared. If something like this happens again this year, people will definitely starve to death in the winter."

"It's not that scary!" Jiang Xingye said.

Dong Liangcheng wasn't very good at talking, so he just listened from the side.

“How can it not be scary? It’s really scary.” Wei Qimin threatened, “Xingye, if you don’t open this door for us, this matter will definitely still have to be handled by the commune. Let’s see what you say then.”

The commune director is now Jiang Baohua.

Running those two factories nearly wore Jiang Baohua out. Zhou Guiying regretted it terribly, feeling that he shouldn't have had such a strong desire for officialdom and insisted on becoming that director.

But after Jiang Baohua took that position, he felt that the hard work was worth it.

Few men are without a thirst for power.

Jiang Xingye smiled and said, "Then go find the commune!"

Liu Qingsong didn't want things to escalate to that point; they were there to resolve the issue. "Xingye, you can't say that. We're all from the same commune. Speaking of which, our brigade and your brigade are right next to each other. How many kinship ties have we formed?"

"Our brigade is having a hard time, shouldn't your brigade provide support too?"

Wei Qimin also said, "I was just saying. You really took it to heart? If we make a scene at the commune, won't Baohua come looking for you too?"

Jiang Xingye said, "I told you last year that if you can't afford to buy them, you can rent them. Our brigade has a total of ten harvesters and ten threshers this year, just waiting for you to rent them."

If you don't have the money to pay, you can use grain as payment. We'll bring the grain back directly after threshing; you don't even need to deliver it to our door. Our service will definitely be top-notch; we'll even provide our own machine operators.

Seeing that the discussion had reached this point, Liu Qingsong asked, "Then tell me, how much does it cost to rent the machine for a day?"

Jiang Xingye said, "One machine, running for eight hours a day, costs one yuan and fifty cents per hour. The tractor doesn't include fuel costs, and the threshing machine doesn't include electricity costs. It's not expensive."

"One dollar and fifty cents? That's twelve dollars a day for one machine. Xingye, your price is unfair!" Wei Qimin felt this was robbery.

Jiang Xingye remained silent.

Wei Qimin and Liu Qingsong exchanged a glance, both of them annoyed, and left indignantly.

The Shangjiang Brigade is taking advantage of the situation.

Zhang Changqing and Jiang Baohua came over in person to talk to Jiang Xingye. Jiang Xingye lowered the price to one yuan, which was the initial price set by the Shangjiang Brigade.

“Secretary, our brigade only has ten machines in total. We haven’t even finished harvesting ourselves, and we don’t have enough manpower. It’s not realistic to rely entirely on us. The commune can organize its own harvesting team, which can generate income for the commune and also help the production brigades.”

Jiang Baohua also thought this was feasible. The commune had its own harvester factory, and the harvesters that the various production brigades had returned last year could be organized into a harvesting team.

Zhang Changqing came here for another matter: "Xingye, you still need to talk to Xu Zhiqing. Old Tang's food factory can't really close down. See if you can provide a few more recipes. You can make any requests you have!"

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