People say that autumn goes to winter, that is, after the autumn clothes are put on, winter is not far away.

The first frost in 1981 fell like this, and before the flowers and plants had time to prepare, the white ice crystals covered it, and even the most frozen Chinese cabbage wilted and drooped on the ground, but the Chinese cabbage in this state tasted the best, soft and crisp, and had its own sweetness.

Yu's mother burned a cabbage at noon today, divided it into two plates, and served it verdant and oily, stirring up people's mouths.

There was no one else on the table, just a group of old men, all of whom were uncles in Xu Xuecheng's construction team, holding a big bowl, pouring boiling yellow rice stuffed and spreading hot gas.

Today, Caiyuan Street is officially completed, and the roof tile houses on both sides have also been built, and the construction period of 5 months has been shortened by nearly half.

Ye Zhaoxin has also been on the construction site every day for the past three months, the account management is good, and the work is also good, but there is one thing he is not satisfied with, other foremen are urging workers to work, and he is responsible for urging everyone to get off work.

Since entering the construction team of this small boss, the salary of 50 yuan will never be owed for a day, and there will be enough food at a time, and meat, what is the picture, isn't it just a job.

Now people's hearts and eyes are real, and to put it elegantly, it is that the king treats me as a countryman, and I will repay it by a countryman. The cheesy point is that I will definitely work hard for you.

Go to work at 6 o'clock and get off work at 6 o'clock, Xu Xuecheng feels that it is enough to squeeze, but he didn't expect these uncles to get up at sunrise and work until it gets completely dark.

"Brother Zhaoxin, it's been hard in the past two months, I would like to give you a cup!" Xu Xuecheng drank it all.

Ye Zhaoxin is also not polite, he can be said to have followed Xu Xuecheng all the way, he fell out of the team in the middle, and later made up for it, in the past two months, he thought that he had made a lot of efforts, and he valued Xu Xuecheng very much.

Now there are more than 20 people in the construction team, and the people who joined later are not at this table, arranged in the hall, many men come in with mud wrapped in mud on their trouser legs, Xu Xuecheng does not allow the people in the store to talk much, what are you afraid of, just clean up.

Originally, the construction team was not manpowered, and some helpers were recruited from outside, although they went to work and ate the same, but they got the same as they got their hands every month, and the temporary workers got a salary of 10 yuan, compared with the craftsmen in the team, there was a world of difference.

People are not stupider than anyone else, turned around and asked Ye Zhaoxin a few times, to see if the construction team could accept people, Ye Zhaoxin came to ask Xu Xuecheng, Xu Xuecheng waved his hand,

"Collect, why don't you collect, as long as there are skilled workers, you refer to the wages of the workers in the team, and now you will receive as much as you want!"

Now these craftsmen have a salary of 50 a month, and 600 a year, even if they support him for nothing, they are willing, not to mention that they have plans to open a construction company.

Ye Zhaoxin got the letter, and he accepted people in a big way, and now the construction team has a scale of sixty or seventy people, which is no less than some construction companies in the city.

Counting it again, he is now a big man, and when the second-rate Arhats around him see him, they all have to shout "Brother Ye", and he has dozens of new forces under him, and they have the confidence to say a word.

This meal can be regarded as meeting the boss for the "newcomers" in the construction team, so that they don't even know who they are working under at that time.

After eating, some of the nearby workers went home, and some of the farther came back to the dormitory, their dormitory was arranged in a newly built warehouse on Caiyuan Street, 100 meters long and 50 meters wide, there are 10 such warehouses, and the area alone is 50,000 square meters, which is the prototype of Xu Xuecheng's future agricultural distribution center.

pulled a batch of bunk beds from the county, dozens of men crowded in the dormitory, but no one was unhappy, Xu Xuecheng gave new cotton elastic quilts, 10 pounds, but warm, many men have taken the thick quilt home, replaced the thin quilt at home and came back, to warm the children and girls at home first.

The people who left came over to say goodbye to Xu Xuecheng one by one, and Xu Xuecheng couldn't remember so much, so he had to let Ye Zhaoxin accompany him, or he didn't know his lover at that time, which was very embarrassing.

After the people left, Xu Xuecheng walked to the counter and said to Aunt Liu, "Today's meal will be counted in my account, and we will settle it together at the end of the month."

Aunt Liu said, "This is not good, they are all their own stores, how can they keep accounts after eating"

"It's okay, there is also a share of Uncle Liu and Aunt Sun, and there is a clear distinction between public and private," Xu Xuecheng said with a smile.

Aunt Liu was just about to write it down, Uncle Liu might have heard it upstairs, and ran down from the second floor and pulled the ballpoint pen in Aunt Liu's hand.

"You old lady, the lard is blinded, right, you can do this, and you don't see who pulled our family"

Aunt Liu said, "It's not me who wants to remember, it's Chengcheng who said it himself!"

Xu Xuecheng also nodded, "That's right, Uncle Liu, don't blame Aunt Liu, the public and private are clear, and the brothers are still settling accounts."

Uncle Liu glared at Aunt Liu, and now the family is pointing at him to make money, his back is straight, and he turned around and said to Xu Xuecheng with a smile, "My brother settles the account, it is also after the separation, we are now a family, don't blame you Aunt Liu, her old lady can't see clearly"

It was originally a very small thing, but now the atmosphere is very embarrassing, and Xu Xuecheng is too lazy to continue to distinguish it, which is boring.

After the completion of Caiyuan Street, the county really changed the name of this road, and lined it up in turn, from "No. 1 Caiyuan Street" to "No. 101 Caiyuan Street", which is worthy of its name.

Xu Xuecheng learned from the practice of later generations of real estate developers and renovated a "rental center" at No. 1 Caiyuan Street, so that the county could send someone who could speak well.

Needless to say, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is a beautiful difference, and this failure to check still falls on the old aunt.

Now that it has just been "opened", Xu Xuecheng set a price of 15 per month for each set of rent, which seems to be a lot, which is worth a month's salary of a civil servant.

Let's just say that the breakfast shop at the door of Xu Xuecheng has to sell several buckets of tofu flowers in the morning, with a gross estimate of two or three hundred bowls, one bowl and one dime, plus other fritters, steamed buns and the like, the turnover of a day is forty or fifty yuan.

After a month, it is really worth the salary of several "atomic bombers".

With the storefront, not only is it convenient to set up a stall, but it can save a lot of time, so that the tables and chairs have a place, and the guests don't have to step on the sewage ditch to eat breakfast, and the business is not getting better and better!

101 stores, in the first week, rented out a quarter, the vegetable garden gate is very lively these days, every morning there are firecrackers to celebrate the opening of their own shop,

Xu Xuecheng asked Wang Meilan to prepare a lot of flower baskets, and sent one over when he met a store that had opened, which spread the reputation of "benevolence and righteousness" in the vegetable garden.

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Yanjing, in a courtyard somewhere in Zhongnanhai, is heavily guarded.

In the plum blossom-dotted vermilion window, an energetic old man in a black tweed coat stood at a table, holding an unfolded map of the country under his hand, on which four red circles were drawn.

The old man looked at the latest internal reference on the side, and the title "Can Mainland Cities Attract Foreign Investment?" was very conspicuous.

He picked up the red brush on the shelf and drew another circle at the junction of several provinces not far from the Yangtze River.

"Go, help me get this to Premier Zhao"

The middle-aged man waiting on the side pushed his glasses, suppressed the waves in his heart, and respectfully withdrew with the map.

"Okay, chief designer" ...