Chapter 12 Red Tassel in Hand

The second uncle is now the deputy secretary of the village, and he wants to be a secretary, but the township has promised him to be the secretary, so he thinks about selling the flour mill and not working the flour mill.

As soon as Fang Renzheng told him that he wanted to help him run the flour mill, he was very surprised, because in his opinion, Fang Renzheng had graduated from secondary school and was about to be assigned a job and became a state cadre.

Seeing the second uncle's surprised look, Fang Renzheng said: "Second uncle, I specialize in flour, I'll help you, you just pay my salary." ”

When the second uncle heard this, he pondered for a while and said, "I have to discuss this matter with your father, you will be assigned work immediately, where will you get the time to do this?"

Fang Renzheng said: "Second uncle, don't worry about this, I can spare time, if you really don't want to run the flour mill, then transfer it to me, it's better than transferring it to outsiders, I can give 10,000 yuan more than them." ”

The second uncle looked at him in surprise, unable to believe his words, but Fang Renzheng's words also shook his idea of selling a flour mill, the price offered by these two people was too low, and he felt that he really needed to think about it again.

"Taisho, I know, you wait for the job assignment and go to work well. After saying that, the second uncle turned around and walked out.

Fang Renzheng had no choice but to follow him out, and after the second uncle walked out, he walked up to the two and said, "The price you offered is too low, I'll think about it again." ”

"Secretary Fang, 30,000 is really a lot, if it doesn't work, we'll give you 35,000, do you think it's okay?" Seeing that the second uncle had to think about it, the two of them hurriedly said.

"Not for sale for the time being. As soon as he heard these words, the second uncle immediately stopped thinking of selling the flour mill to the two of them.

After the two left, the second uncle asked him what else he had to do, and Fang Renzheng said that he wanted to make a call, and the second uncle asked him to call with a finger of his hand.

Fang Renzheng picked up the red landline phone, dialed the three numbers 126, and then picked it up and said, "Call 3478." ”

A sweet summons voice came from inside: "Okay, sir, do you have a message?"

Fang Renzheng thought for a while and said, "My surname is Fang, I have something to look for her, ask her to call back." ”

Zhou Wanqing's BB machine is a Hanxian machine, Fang Renzheng remembers that he didn't buy a digital machine until 2001, which is worth 100 yuan, and now Hanxian's machine almost costs more than 2,000 yuan.

After paging, Fang Renzheng sat at the second uncle's house and waited, the second uncle asked him about his work when he saw this, Fang Renzheng thought about it and said: "I'm waiting for the assignment, I don't know when I can go to work." ”

For this matter, Fang Renzheng has not thought about it yet, he was assigned to the Qingyang Town Grain Management Institute before he was reborn, and within two years of work, the grain station went downhill, until 2004, when all the personnel of the grain center were dismissed and unemployed.

Now that he has been reborn, does he still want to go to work at the grain station? Perhaps in the eyes of others, the grain center is still a good public unit, but in his eyes, it is worthless.

"What unit can I get to?" the second uncle asked again.

Fang Renzheng glanced at the second uncle and said, "I went to a grain school, and under normal circumstances, I was assigned to the grain center. ”

"The grain station is good, in the past, you had to go to the grain station to eat grain and buy grain, and it will be convenient to pay a public grain or something later. The second uncle said with a relieved face.

Seeing that the second uncle was happy for him, Fang Renzheng shook his head in his heart, although the second uncle was a cadre in the village, he didn't know anything about policies or anything, to put it bluntly, he was just a farmer, and he knew too little about things.

Fang Renzheng smiled bitterly and said, "Second uncle, you won't have to pay the public grain soon, and the grain will be useless after that." ”

When the second uncle heard this, his eyes widened and he said: "How is it possible? From ancient times to the present, there is no one who does not pay the imperial grain, who are you listening to this?"

Seeing that the second uncle didn't believe it, Fang Renzheng really couldn't explain to him, two years later, he just didn't pay the public grain, and the three mentions and five unifications became agricultural taxes, and the peasants really no longer paid the imperial grain national tax, that is, in 2002, the state also canceled the agricultural tax, and the imperial grain national tax that lasted for thousands of years completely withdrew from the stage of history.

At this moment, the phone of the second uncle's house rang, and Fang Renzheng hurriedly ran over to answer it, and as soon as he answered it, it was Zhou Wanqing calling.

After Zhou Wanqing received his paging, she didn't know what was going on, so she hurriedly replied to him. Fang Renzheng talked to him about business and put forward his own ideas, which meant to help her open up the market and open up sales.

Hearing this, Zhou Wanqing was of course very happy in her heart, since her father died, there was almost no business in this store, and she had no way at all, if Fang Renzheng could help her, she would definitely be very happy.

It's just that I don't know why Fang Renzheng suddenly had this idea. Seeing that Zhou Wanqing agreed with his idea, Fang Renzheng told her that he would go to the city again tomorrow to discuss this matter with her.

At that time, the phone bill was relatively expensive, and it was inconvenient for both of them to say more, so they hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Renzheng said to the second uncle and left his house, the second uncle hadn't understood his words just now, but seeing that he was gone, he didn't ask him again.

Early the next morning, Fang Renzheng said a word to his parents and left. Seeing that he was busy these days, and he didn't know what he was doing, he told him a few words and went to work.

This time, instead of riding a bicycle to the county seat, he took a bus from Wadian Township to the county seat. At this time, the bus in Wadian was not the kind of minibus of later generations, but a three-wheeled vehicle. 、

A three-wheeled car can hold seven or eight people, and the people sit in the back compartment of the three-wheeled car, covered with a layer of canvas, and it only costs five cents to go from Wadian Township to the county seat.

Fang Renzheng took this kind of car to the county seat, and after arriving at the county seat, he went directly to the county's long-distance bus station, spent three yuan to buy a ticket, and got on the bus from the county seat to Linhai.

Sitting on the bus bound for Linhai, Fang Renzheng was thinking about how to help Zhou Wanqing develop the market, but the people sitting next to him were always talking there, so he couldn't concentrate on it.

I only heard two people talking about things over there, Fang Renzheng listened to it, and remembered that in 1996, there was a crisis on the other side of Wanwan, and Mi Ba drove an aircraft carrier to our door, and in later generations, we planted flowers and built warships like dumplings, and the days when Mi Ba came when he wanted to come are gone.

Thinking about the changes that have taken place in the future generations of the country, Fang Renzheng feels excited in his heart, and at the same time feels ashamed, the country is developing so fast, and he has gained nothing, he is really sorry for this era, and now that he is reborn, he must hold the red tassel in his hand and tie up the dragon of the times!