I'm really just the village head

Captain Liu was a little lost.

The son didn't discuss this matter with him, and his captain didn't know how to do it.

It's impossible to earn face in front of other people.

Suddenly a little unhappy.

After serving the table, the dishes were cold, but fortunately, it was hot, which had little effect.

Liu Chunlai took the initiative to stand up, picked up the glass bottle containing the glucose solution in the hospital, and pulled out the tightly stuffed soft cap. With a "bang~", from the young man in front of Song Zhijie sitting on the left side of the upper seat The glass began to pour some people.

"Father, didn't you and Secretary Yan want to cooperate with Wangshan Commune before and adjust the food from there?"

Seeing that his father was upset, Liu Chunlai took the initiative to ask Liu Fuwang to talk about food cooperation.

Liu Fuwang smiled suddenly and raised his head of the brigade: "Before, Secretary Yan contacted Guo Yuanlin at the grain station of your commune. He wanted to cooperate, but he sat on the cold bench..."

Liu Chunlai poured wine for Chen Xiaolong, "San Jiu, you have to drink well tonight."

This is enough to give Chen Xiaolong face.

"Talking about things, let's not talk about things, let's drink openly." Chen Xiaolong smiled.

"The county police arrested Guo Yuanlin, and he also participated in the plan. No matter how he was sentenced, the grain station had no place for him." Thinking that Liu Fuwang would take the opportunity to talk about the matter, Xie Guoqiang quickly said that Guo Yuanlin is no longer a member of the grain station in their commune.

When they saw Liu Fuwang, they apologized to Liu Fuwang for their dereliction of duty because they did not stop the incident as soon as it happened.

Nothing big, there is no problem.

Before Liu Fuwang also said that it was none of their business, but now he mentions it again!

Yan Jinsong also sighed, "Happy Commune has a lot of grain shortfalls every year. The county has already used the overcharged grain to make up for what was owed to the country before, and we can directly convert it into money to repay the county's debts. The annual grain tax. , We also have a lot of gaps."

Liu Chunlai realized that this topic might be off the track, and hurriedly motioned to Dad with his eyes.

"Everyone is a guest from afar, there is not much food to entertain, and the wine tube is enough." Liu Fuwang held up the cup.

"We washed the kneeboards (knees, note 1) for 30 days, and the chicken was all stewed, and the dishes were not ready." Xie Guoqiang picked up the wine glasses and drank them all.

Liu Chunlai also had a drink, which is much better than drinking the Jiangjin boss in a bowl in the mountain city, but this wine is extremely spicy and has a smell of distilled grains. The old man made loose wine from the Commune Supply and Marketing Co. .

"The food we need is not only for paying taxes, but also for eating at ordinary times." Liu Chunlai guided the topic to what he needed.

"Do you want millet or rice?" Song Zhijie understood and asked directly.

The larger the number, the better.

Liu Fuwang looked at Liu Chunlai, who motioned to him to decide.

Although He Lishuang got on the table in a fuss, he didn't open his mouth like before.

She obeyed the rules very much. She didn't use the chopsticks when others didn't.

Even if he moved his chopsticks now, he restrained himself, but Liu Chunlai was a little surprised.

The national rebate of grain sold by the grain station is 1 jiao 8 per catty for rice, 1 jiao 2 per catty for millet, and the purchase price of millet is 9 cents per catty.

Regardless of the state's monopoly or the re-sale of grain from major grain stations, all present are commune-level cadres, except for Liu Fuwang and his son and He Lishuang.

"What price do you want for millet?" Liu Fuwang asked.

He is definitely not willing to buy rice directly.

Grain was delivered to the grain station, and the rice was not collected because it was difficult to preserve.

"It must be a bit higher than the state monopoly purchase price." Xie Guoqiang wondered what price is appropriate. "The state does not sell back millet, but the market sells millet privately. The price is about 1 cent. How about 1 cent and 2 per jin?

Both Liu Fuwang and Yan Jinsong frowned.

According to the grain delivery rules of the grain station, 100 catties of millet will produce 40 catties of husks.

In fact, 100 kilograms of rice can produce about 68 kilograms of rice due to processing technology.

Calculated at the price of the other party, a catty of rice costs about 1 cent, 7 minutes and 6.

It is only 4% cheaper than the national purchase price.

Naturally, Liu Fuwang cannot agree to this price. "Unless the grain station’s rules are used to pay 40 jin of shells, otherwise the price will be too high."

40 catties, even according to the national purchase price, 3 yuan 6.

It doesn't look much, but hundreds of thousands of catties?

"The price is not high. The rice produced is about the same as the grain station. But what about the extra chaff? Raising pigs with chaff is another income!"

Everyone is engaged in rural work, and these things are very familiar.

He Lishuang listened with interest, constantly calculating these in his heart.

The grain husk purchased by the grain station is actually not excessive, because it needs to be transported and processed, and there is no profit in terms of cost.

This is why private sales are more expensive than selling to grain depots.

"You can't complete the pig task, we can also help..." Xie Guo knows that this thing will cost tens of thousands a year, even if they commune, they don't have so much subsidy.

Food and pigs are the main source of income for Wangshan Commune, and they are not willing to give up.

In mountainous areas with water shortages such as the Happy Commune, it is impossible to complete the task of slaughtering pigs as required by the state every year.

Liu Fuwang certainly cannot agree to this price.

At the rate of 1 dime 2 per catty, they will lose 3 cents per catty when they hand over the task to the country. If the grain station has to remove the husk, 100 catties equals 60 catties. Here, a catty of grain will lose 6 cents.

According to the annual per capita food delivery task, the happiness commune pays 114.45 catties of millet and 95.55 catties of wheat per person. On average, one person has to pay more than two hundred catties. The wheat is less peeled and only millet. Liu Fuwang's brigade has more than 2,000 people per year. The task of handing rice is about 250,000 jin, which will cost more than 20,000 yuan.

"According to the rules of the grain station, remove the shells, and we will lose 5 cents per catty." Liu Chunlai said, "The private buying of grain is not much, and it is much higher than your commune selling to the country, and we are also less. Lose points."

Xie Guoqiang and Song Zhijie were silent.

They are calculating whether it is worthwhile.

"Father, didn't you say that you were going to discuss with Wangshan Commune about building the road from the fourth team to their dock? It just so happened that both of them were there. See if we can settle this matter."

This is what Liu Chunlai wants.

Food is worthless.

For the four teams to transport things out, the road leading to the county seat must be repaired. It is a road connecting all production teams of the entire brigade.

The Panshan Road from the four teams to the commune, according to the plan of the commune, is seven or eight kilometers in total, and there are still 30 kilometers from the commune to the county.

The entire road, nearly 40 kilometers, is no problem if it is an asphalt or cement road, it is just an ordinary dirt road, and it takes about two hours for a car without rain.

Transportation costs are too high.

If you board the boat at the wharf of Wangshan Commune, the entire road is less than five kilometers long, which is far more convenient than walking from the county seat.

Both the transportation cost and the time cost are much lower than those from the county.

The key is to expand the wharf of Wangshan Commune, which can also dock thousands of tons of inland water transport ships.