Reborn in '77, I have a job panel!

Chapter 66 Master Makes Additional Investment!

Just as I was thinking this, we arrived at the entrance of the brigade headquarters.

The door was open, and Old Li was sitting behind his desk smoking. When he saw Qian Cheng come in, he put down his cigarette and said, "Oh, Chengzi's here? Have a seat."

Qian Cheng sat down opposite him without any hesitation.

Captain Li was the first to ask, "So, what brings you here today?"

Qian Cheng scratched his head sheepishly and chuckled, "Uncle, I really have something I'd like to ask you for help with today."

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"It's about wild vegetables. Spring is just around the corner, and the wild vegetables in the mountains will be available soon."

I want to collect them and sell them to the mine and the county.

I can't handle this by myself; I need to ask the team to step in and organize the villagers.

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Old Li nodded: "You mentioned this to the secretary last time, I remember."

"Yes, it's about time now. I was thinking, could you please organize a meeting with the villagers of Laowozi Village so I can talk to them about harvesting vegetables?"

Old Li looked at Qian Cheng with some confusion: "Why don't you just tell me yourself?"

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"Uncle, you're the captain, your words carry more weight than mine. With you in charge, everyone trusts you, and the results are better."

Hearing Qian Cheng's flattering words, Old Li was quite pleased and smiled, pointing at Qian Cheng: "You lad, you know how to talk."

After saying that, he stood up and stubbed out his cigarette: "Okay, I'll help you arrange it. When?"

Qian Cheng quickly followed up, saying, "The sooner the better, the wild vegetables will be ready soon."

Old Li thought for a moment and said, "Then let's do it tomorrow afternoon. Tomorrow afternoon, you wait by the loudspeaker, and I'll call the person over."

Qian Cheng nodded: "Okay, thank you, Uncle."

Old Li waved his hand: "Don't mention it. As long as it's for everyone's good, it's what I should do."

After leaving the brigade headquarters, Qian Cheng felt much more at ease.

With Captain Li's intervention, the matter was mostly settled.

He walked back, and when he passed the hillside, he stopped and looked around.

On the hillside, many grass sprouts have already emerged, tender and green.

In just a few days, wild vegetables will be everywhere.

He remembered those tender shoots of thorns, so delicate that you could just pluck them and eat them.

Dandelion with dipping sauce, bracken stir-fried with meat, and wild garlic mixed with tofu are all delicious dishes.

When the time comes, we'll collect it, send it to the mine, and the money will come in.

He smiled and continued walking back.

When I got home, it was still early.

In mid-March, it gets dark later than in February.

Qian Cheng left the brigade headquarters and, seeing that it was still early, headed towards Zhang's house.

When they arrived at the Zhang family's house, Zhang Changtian was squatting in the yard, carving a piece of wood.

He didn't even lift his eyelids when he saw Qian Cheng come in, and continued digging.

Qian Cheng walked over and greeted him familiarly, "Master."

Zhang Changtian grunted in response, his hands still working on the plane.

Zhang Mingxi ran out of the house, her eyes lighting up when she saw Qian Cheng: "You're here?"

Qian Cheng looked at her and smiled: "You're here."

Zhang Mingxi leaned closer and whispered, "Why are you so late today?"

"I went to the brigade and talked to the captain about something."

Zhang Mingxi nodded, asked no further questions, and followed him into the carpentry shed.

Qian Cheng sat down at the worktable, picked up the stool parts he hadn't finished yesterday, and began assembling them.

Although I haven't been here much these days, my skills haven't rusted; I quickly put the wooden frames together.

Zhang Mingxi watched from the side, occasionally handing over a tool, but remained silent.

After Zhang Changtian finished planing the piece of wood, he also went into the small house. He stood behind Qian Cheng and watched him assemble the stool. He watched for a long time without saying whether it was good or bad.

Qian Cheng tightened the last tenon and mortise, picked up the stool to test it, and found it to be quite stable and did not wobble.

"Master, is this alright?"

Zhang Changtian took it, looked at it over and over, sat on it and tried it out, then nodded: "Okay, better than I thought."

Qian Cheng was secretly delighted.

Zhang Changtian put down his stool, glanced at him, and suddenly asked, "I heard you've been thinking of organizing the villagers to go up the mountain to dig for wild vegetables?"

Qian Cheng was taken aback: "Master, how did you know?"

Zhang Changtian snorted: "It's not hard to find out about this. You've been going to the brigade so often these past few days. I happened to be helping out at the brigade a while ago, and I found out as soon as I asked."

Qian Cheng smiled: "Yes, that's the idea. Spring is just around the corner, and the wild vegetables in the mountains will be ready soon. We can harvest them and sell them to the mine to bring some income to the villagers."

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Zhang Changtian nodded and said nothing more.

Deng Jingshu came in from outside, carrying a basket filled with vegetables she had exchanged with her neighbor. When she saw Qian Cheng, her face immediately lit up with a smile, and she said warmly, "Chengzi, you're here? Have dinner here tonight."

Qian Cheng immediately nodded: "Okay, thank you, Master's wife."

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Zhang Changtian listened from the side, his lips twitching.

That kid agreed so quickly.

Zhang Mingxi smiled, pursing her lips, and secretly glanced at Qian Cheng.

Deng Jingshu went to the kitchen to get busy, and Zhang Mingxi followed to help.

Only Qian Cheng and Zhang Changtian remained in the carpenter's hut.

Zhang Changtian sat down at the worktable, took out his pipe, and slowly lit a pot.

He took a couple of puffs, then suddenly asked, "Do you have enough capital for your wild vegetable business?"

Qian Cheng truthfully confessed: "There's still some left, I've saved up a bit."

Zhang Changtian didn't say anything, took two more puffs of his cigarette, then stood up, walked to the door, and called out to the kitchen, "Honey, bring out the money from inside the house."

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Deng Jingshu responded from the kitchen.

Not long after, Deng Jingshu came in, wiping her hands. She was carrying a bulging cloth bag, which she handed to Zhang Changtian.

Zhang Changtian took the cloth bag and handed it to Qian Cheng.

Qian Cheng was stunned for a moment, then took it and opened it to find money inside.

A pile of loose change, including one-yuan, two-yuan, and five-yuan notes, as well as small bills, was neatly stacked.

I counted them, and they were exactly two hundred yuan.

One hundred of them were returned by Qian Cheng yesterday; they were a brand new stack.

The other hundred was in small change, which looked like it had been saved up for a long time.

Qian Cheng looked up at Zhang Changtian: "Master, what does this mean?"

Zhang Changtian didn't say anything, he just smoked a cigarette.

Deng Jingshu explained with a smile, "It's all because of your master. He was worried that you wouldn't have enough money when you were buying wild vegetables, and that you wouldn't be able to make ends meet."

Please keep this two hundred yuan for now, consider it a loan from us.

"You can pay me back when you've made a lot of money."

Qian Cheng looked at the bag of money in his hand, then at Zhang Changtian, who had been smoking without saying a word.

Zhang Changtian remained silent, continuing to smoke in silence without even lifting his eyelids.

But Qian Cheng knew in his heart that the old man was afraid he didn't have enough capital.

Two hundred yuan is not a small amount in the village.

Zhang Changtian works as a carpenter and couldn't save up this much money even in a year.

Now I'm lending it to him without even asking for an IOU.

Qian Cheng felt a lump in his throat; it would be a lie to say he wasn't moved.

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He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Zhang Changtian tapped his pipe on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) and said in a muffled voice, "Take it, don't dawdle like a grown man."

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