Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

"Let me sell such an expensive thing, and I may not be able to sell a piece by the New Year."

Zhu Ping is very self-aware, he firmly believes that he is not a material for business.

What my uncle said also made sense. Although it doesn't mean that a dog lifts the door curtain with his mouth in business, it really doesn't work if his mouth is not good. Although his mouth has improved this year, it is obviously not good enough to go out and fool others.

Especially things that cost tens of dollars like electronic watches, if you can't fool you, you really can't get out.

But what else can you do without doing business?

Wan Feng suddenly remembered that he still had a bunch of messy gadgets. These gadgets were swept away from Fang Hongqiu for 2,500 yuan during the last shipment.

These things include twenty tape recorder cores, ten radio cores, and transformer horn tapes and some gadgets. These things were also brought back in a big bag.

There are more than a hundred copies of the tapes alone.

He picked out the things related to the tape recorder, and it was worth 2,500 yuan. There were still a lot of key chains, lighters, small hanging coins, plastic necklaces, bracelets, and celebrity photos.

Wan Feng went into the house and searched for a long time before he found the steamed stuffed bun in the corner of the broken cupboard, took it to the outhouse and dumped it on the kang.

"You can sell these things at the market tomorrow. The lighters cost 50 cents. These colorful key chains and necklaces and bracelets are all sold for 10 cents. Remember?"

Zhu Ping nodded, this is easy to remember.

"These are small gadgets. I think you can sell them for half the price. Take them away."

Wan Feng didn't even count.

How much does Uncle Guan sell it for?

You can't sell things worth tens of dollars, and if you can't sell things worth a dime, then you should honestly do something in the team.

Zhu Ping went back to his room to study with that bag of things in his arms.

After dinner, Wan Feng put on his cotton-padded jacket and cap and walked towards the ditch on the crunching snow.

The weather is very cold tonight, and the north wind is as hard as a knife on the face.

Damn Zhang Hai, or else I'm lying on the hot bed at home now, and I have to listen to your nonsense, and I don't know what he's going to do.

Liang Wan's family didn't know what they were doing outside, it was very hot.

There is no poker tonight, and there is no table on the kang, but there is an extra brazier.

A few red bricks are placed on the Kang mat, and the brazier sits on the red bricks.

Zhang Hai's accountant, Liang Wan, and the others sat around the brazier eating peanuts and talking, and when they saw Wan Feng coming in, they asked Wan Feng to go to the kang.

The peanuts are fried, but the heat is a bit too much and it tastes mushy.

"It's a good Chinese New Year, what are you talking about? It's not about organizing a Yangko team to walk on stilts, right? I don't participate in that stuff."

"Our team is doing well this year. At least in the Jiangwei team, there is no team that can hold us down. Only the Shanhou team is worth 20 cents per work point this year." There was an element of complacency in Zhang Hai's tone.

Because of the stone field, the Shanhou team was the production team that paid the most money to the Weida team in previous years.

"Dry it, don't rake it here and there." Wan Feng is not interested in listening to Zhang Hai's nonsense.

"Little bastard, you have no patience at all."

"You guys are pretty close to home. You can get home just by moving your buttocks. Is it easy for me to walk here from Dongtou?"

"Okay, then let's get straight to the point, nephew, I've been thinking about it for the past two days. Our team is now divided, what should we do next? The animals in the team, some farm tools, brick and tile factories and oh future What should industry do?"

Household production is just a superficial change. There are still a lot of property in the team, and someone must have started to worry about it.

According to the designer's words, the reform is to cross the river by feeling the stones, and Zhang Hai doesn't know how to proceed further.

"Could it be that all the means of production in the team are divided?"

"That won't work. How do you divide the carts and farm tools in the team? According to the head of the family, do you share a horse's leg or a bullwhip?"

"Then what to do?"

Liang Wan's spirit was highly focused. He had been driving a big truck in the team for more than ten years, and he really wanted to buy a big truck for himself, so he was very concerned about handling the news in this regard.

"Sell it. The livestock cart and some means of production in the team can be sold at a price. Those with the highest price will get it, such as the cart. If Uncle Liang Wan buys the cart, he can farm for those who don't have livestock. charge a reasonable fee, for example, how much is an acre of manure sent to the field, how much is an acre when going to the land, how much is an acre when pulling a mountain, this not only solves the needs of people who do not have livestock, carts and horses, It has also created its own benefits.”

But this is only temporary. After a few years, almost every household will buy their own means of production, such as livestock carriages, and gradually develop to buy small tractors.

These Wanfeng had seen with his own eyes.

Zhang Hai thought for a while and nodded: "That's the reason. I'll sell those livestock and carts as soon as possible, but what about the brick and tile factory and future industries? Is it possible to sell them all too?"

"These can't be sold or contracted. It's better to keep the public property." Wan Feng replied without any hesitation.

After so many years of national reform and opening up so thoroughly, many state-owned enterprises have been retained. Therefore, some things must be preserved after the depression. These industries must be left in the collective hands.

Wan Feng knows what will happen if everything is privately owned. Western countries have stagnated since the late 1980s, and nothing else is the result of total privatization.

Capitalists are not charitable, and they will never engage in unprofitable things, so many new technologies will be stillborn.

It's fine if they just don't do it, but once something threatens their interests, they will do everything possible to sabotage it and slow it down.

If the country hadn't retained many state-owned enterprises, it would be impossible to dream of relying on private enterprises to go the distance of a century in the West in just over 30 years.

No matter how profound the truth was, Wan Feng couldn't explain it. After all, he had never been to that level in his previous life, but his experience told him that it was absolutely the right choice to keep collective enterprises just like the state keeps state-owned enterprises.

"The brick and tile factories and industries in the future will be owned by the collective. Members of the team can work in these enterprises or become shareholders in the form of equity participation. At the end of the year, in addition to dividends and wages, the collective must set aside a considerable share of funds for new projects. The investment and research of the project, only in this way can we maintain the momentum of prosperity and development forever, and we can always walk ahead of the times.”

Although there are many things Zhang Hai doesn't understand about Wan Feng's words, he still thinks about keeping the industry in the collective hands.

He wasn't thinking about things he didn't understand, but he felt that if he was assigned as the captain, there would be no point in leaving him with an empty name.

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