Chapter 179: The Gap Between Ideals and Reality
Yinzitan Primary School has a history of more than 30 years, with two or three mud houses, a blue brick bungalow, and a small playground. Today, the former elementary school has become a noisy factory, and there are no more jogging girls and girls, and wooden strips and timber are piled up everywhere, and even the former student cafeteria is piled with thin wooden strips that are drying.
Li Jiaming walked along the field path to the front of the primary school, and at a glance saw the Xueli grandfather who was looking at the water in the field, and also saw a half-old jeep parked outside the wall. In the past, when there was a lot of wood on the mountain and the price was good, they only needed to set up a clip to successfully complete the task, and they could also drop a lot of oil and water. Nowadays, the resources on the mountain are getting less and less day by day, and the price of wood is faintly declining.
At first, the timber from these two villages was no longer sold, but now the neighboring villages are transporting wood here. As long as they send someone to watch here and You Yuan, they will ensure that they will collect all the money that should be collected, and not even a single cubic meter of wood will escape.
However, in this way, although it is convenient to collect forestry fees, there is also a new problem, that is, there is no opportunity to fish for oil and water. It is said that their stationmaster Guo has changed his smoking from 'Baisha King' to 'Baisha' now. What is even more sad is that the people of the forestry station have to keep an eye on it 24 hours a day, otherwise the wood will enter the factory and be unloaded, and it will be the property of the 'Huaju' Wood Company, and they will no longer have the right to intervene.
'Squeak', after a burst of sharp teeth-sore mechanical sounds, the whole world was quiet, and the factory that was noisy just now turned into a silent mountain village in the blink of an eye. The sudden silence made Li Jiaming, who was talking to You Xueli at the top of his voice, a little uncomfortable, and he slowed down for a few seconds before saying, "Grandpa Xueli, what do you think?"
Of course, it is a good thing to increase equipment, this factory is a branch of the 'Huaju Wood' company, but it is actually a factory in the village, and the money earned belongs to everyone. It's just that the money is a little tight, I have to discuss it with everyone, I used to be the secretary of the study tour, which was a promise, and I can't tolerate opposition from others.
Not now, although this factory is named "Huaju" wood branch, it is actually a nephew who borrowed money to open it for everyone. If the nephew wants to help everyone find a way to make money and make everyone's life better, then he has to discuss it with the people in the village, otherwise people will gossip.
"Yes, let's discuss it at night. ”
You Xueli, who was watching the water in the field, trotted to the factory after speaking, and shouted at Director Zhu, who was about to pay everyone on the small playground: "Old Zhu, don't pay your salary first! Learn Song, learn Song, shout the word 'learn' and 'inherit', go to my house after dinner at night, and everyone will discuss the expansion of the factory!"
This voice is so loud that all the more than 30 people in the factory heard it. Even a few strong laborers who were loading the truck threw down the work at hand and ran to the factory director's office to listen, and Li Jiaming hurriedly called out to the 'grandfather' and the 'maternal uncle'.
This is a great thing, after dinner, Li Jiaming and his grandfather and maternal uncle all sat in the sun-grain flat and listened to the arrangement of the study tour. Li Jiaming didn't participate in these things, he helped his grandmother wash his feet after dinner, took his little sister and full sister to finish his homework, and went to his cousin's room to read.
Although he borrowed money to build the factory, if he participated in the management, his grandfather and maternal uncles became his workers. The distinction between public and private is easier said than done. Once the hierarchical relationship between people is formed, they are no longer intimate with each other, which is something that he cannot get back by spending no amount of money. This is also the reason why his maternal uncle did not let him give pocket money to the elderly, rural people can borrow money, and they will not like to get money for nothing.
My maternal uncle went to participate in the discussion, he was from the 'inheritance' generation, and when he came back, he said that the result was the same as Li Jiaming expected, and he pooled money to buy machinery;
"Mingya, after everyone didn't agree to make money, Murakami gave pocket money to the old man. You also know that the situation of families is different, some people have more elderly people in their houses, and some people have no elderly people in their houses. ”
The old and the old, the young and the young, at this stage, want to realize this ideal, I really have extravagant hopes. Li Jiaming laughed to himself, and asked about fundraising, this small factory has only been open for more than two months, and it is estimated that most of the grandfathers and mothers have no savings in their hands, how can it be so easy to make up more than 100,000 yuan?
"Oh, Uncle Xueli means 10,000 yuan a share, and the newly expanded factory will be divided into shares. ”
This was unexpected by Li Jiaming, and there was a disappointment in his heart, and the idea of common prosperity fell through again. This idea may not have been the brainchild of his mother's uncle, but he certainly agreed with it, and now his mother and uncle are the richest in the village, except for his own family, how could he oppose it? In the end, this factory was run by a small number of villagers, not collectively. After a few years, a small number of people in the village have money, and most of them have only improved their lives a little.
After being silent for a while, Li Jiaming was about to get up and go to find Xue Li's grandfather. This can't be done like this, otherwise it would be better to get rid of Murakami and set up a small factory alone to take care of those small families. As soon as he got up, Director Zhu, who was borrowed from his mother's uncle's house, also hurriedly followed, although he was the director of this small factory, but his salary was taken in the main factory.
You Chengwan, who knew that his nephew had a hard temperament, hurriedly grabbed him and whispered: "Ming Yan, this can't be done! Uncle Xueli is the patriarch, everyone will only listen to him, not you." ”
The Li family is really hard-lined, and it is understandable that they will not give pocket money to the old people; they will take care of the You family first when recruiting workers, and they will admit it themselves; but if anyone destroys his idea of wanting to make money with the whole village, then there is no need to discuss?
I still have to discuss, my mother's uncle, Li Jiaming, who came to his senses, sighed dejectedly and sat back at the table.
"Mother, there are some things that can't be done like this. Money can't be earned, you can't always be a person with a surname and a person with a surname You, the surname Li, the surname Zeng, and the surname Yu are not villagers? My aunt's surname is Yu, and it is Jin Guyuan's, if we do this, won't the grandfather and uncle of the Yu family blame you in the future?"
The drum didn't need to be beaten, and the selfish uncle had a hot face, and then he remembered his nephew's original intention of running this factory. I can earn more than 10,000 yuan a month in the county, why am I lost my mind and think about a small factory that can't earn a few thousand a month this month?
"Don't worry, when it's time to raise shares, I'll lend money to everyone. 100,000 yuan, my maternal uncle can still pay it out. ”
Li Jiaming specially arranged it here, not only managing the factory, but also staring at the safety production of the villagers, Director Zhu, said: "Jiaming, otherwise this is the case." There are five groups of residents in the village, one group makes up two shares, and if they can't make up it, Cheng Wan will lend them money, what do you think?"
There is a gap between the ideal and the reality, this can only be done in this way, the recruitment must be inclined to the surname You, who makes himself the nephew of the You family? What can he do, that is, through dividends, to share some profits with other villagers, there is really nothing else that can be done. is reasonable, it is impossible for him to rebel against his mother for the sake of his unrelated villagers.
"Yes. ”
Li Jiaming agreed, shut up and didn't mention the mushroom. Mr. Liu, they have finally done the matter of the fungus, and they are preparing to set the pilot village, Zhongxiao Village will definitely have a share, and they will have a deposit and purchase, and Yinzitan and Youyuan can't miss it. Since the recruitment is inclined to people with the surname You, the matter of shiitake mushrooms has to be inclined to people with small surnames, and it is really good for everyone to have money to make.
Shiitake mushroom cultivation is not as good as opening a small factory, the initiative is in their own hands, such as Xueli Ah Gong like a shrewd person to Zhang Luo, must arrange their own people to learn, and then arrange their own people to go to the mountains to cut down those inconspicuous basswood, and wait for the surname to eat, the surname of the person can settle down and drink. Let him go to Zhang Luo again for this matter, I am afraid that the gap between the big surname and the small surname will be further widened, and his own family is also a small surname, and he was oppressed by the big surname in the past, so he will not let others suffer this grievance.