I'm really just the village head

"Spring is here, why don't you go to the guest house to rest? It's already past eleven o'clock, and it is estimated that no one will deliver it tonight."

Li Lingshan said to Liu Chun looking at several financial personnel who yawned.

If Liu Chun came, they couldn't go back to rest.

"Yes, spring is here, how about going to the guest house first?" Even Feng Qingyun couldn't stay any longer.

Liu Chun came to this turtle son as if he was a fisherman.

He was afraid that he didn't know how attractive the more than one million cash was, so he piled it up in front of the factory.

After receiving the news, the Public Security Bureau hurriedly mobilized manpower and hurried over to guard.

The factories in the county town have not been profitable in recent years, and many young people have been idle. In addition, the educated youth who have returned to the city are also waiting to arrange jobs; there are also some urban children who have not been admitted to college after graduation and even graduated from junior high school. Idle.

If someone takes the risk seriously, it is dangerous.

"No hurry, it should be here soon." Liu Chunlai didn't believe that no one brought jute over.

The inland is not like a coastal city. If various products cannot be sold domestically, they will find ways to export them to the international market.

Jute, in the entire world, is the world's second largest source of natural fiber besides cotton.

Especially in some tropical and subtropical regions, it is impossible to grow cotton at all. For example, in China’s neighbors India and Bangladesh, the main cash crop is jute.

Liu Chun came to understand this because some of the people he knew were in the textile industry.

At that time, because the economic efficiency of jute was relatively low, and the production process of jute was more troublesome, the processed products were low-end products, and the production of domestic cotton, wool, and chemical fibers continued to increase. Production has been reduced to less than 50,000 tons per year.

After the domestic economy developed, the demand for jute was imported from Bangladesh and other countries.

But these years, Chinese jute is still being exported.

The main purpose of jute is not weaving cloth internationally.

After all, the fiber is relatively thick, and it doesn't feel very good when worn.

However, because of the characteristics of good moisture absorption and fast water loss, jute is mainly used for textile sacks and burlap used to maintain soil erosion.

But now it's different.

The output of chemical fiber has not reached the scary level in a few decades; the output of cotton has not reached the level of surplus.

Coupled with the fact that the Chinese have no money in their pockets, linen has a large market.

Even the clothes, pants and even the cloth shoes that Yang Aiqun wore on Liu Chunlai's body were sewn out of linen.

Because of good breathability and sweat absorption, it is very comfortable to wear in summer.

The southwest region is not suitable for growing cotton, and the yield is large.

If you really have to wait for a day, and the price is so high and no leader dare to gamble, then, this place, give up as soon as possible and go to other places to develop.

Anyway, as long as there is money to do infrastructure construction in the village, and to arrange jobs for everyone to keep them idle, it will do.

"If Lao Tzu encounters such a thing, he will give as much jute as he has, and take a gamble without being dead!" Liu Fuwang said aside.

Liu Chunlai asked Liu Jiuwa to go back and pick him up, so that he could talk to the power supply bureau about pulling the wires.

You have to find a prefab factory to buy poles and other things.

At the same time, Liu Fuwang needs to talk about the large steel pipes and large electric pumps required by the water pumping station.

Captain Liu called the power company and the relevant leaders of the Bureau of Agriculture together, and settled after drinking a drink.

Of course, Captain Liu will certainly not give the money.

He even came back with two packs of cigarettes.

The power supply bureau this year has not yet become an electric tiger.

There are business visits, or immediate settlement, whether it is the technical office of the Agriculture Bureau or the Power Supply Bureau, from the visit of Captain Liu to the drunken underground drinking table, the whole process of smiling face service.

"What do you think of this matter? The steel pipes of the water-lifting station and the three sets of large-scale pumps add up to 120,000. Electric poles or something, if the advance payment is paid tomorrow, they will load and transport to the commune, but we have to find it ourselves People carry it back..."

Liu Fuwang reported to his son when he returned.

This kind of thing, his heart is extremely reluctant.

I can get money from my son.

He built the water-lifting station, the basic ditches, the water-lifting station's reservoir, and even the diverting storage reservoir of Yanshan Temple have been built. As long as steel pipes and large pumps are in place, water can be directly pumped up.

With water, the grain output of the entire Hulu Village will at least triple!

"There is 240,000 in it. You can pay the money tomorrow. But this is lent by the garment factory to the brigade. You have to write a note to the Chunyu garment factory and stamp the brigade's official seal." Liu Chunlai directly lost a snake Give money to Liu Fuwang.

"MMP, Lao Tzu is your old man, take money from you and let Lao Tzu write you an IOU?" Captain Liu suddenly became angry.

This dog said!

The others looked at the father and son with weird faces.

"Father, this is money for the brigade, you must understand it. Public and private have to be separated." Liu Chunlai, regardless of whether he is an old man in front of him, "Every team in the furniture factory has shares, so you can't do nothing or incur any costs. , Just waiting to divide the money. After a long time, they think it should be done what the team does..."

Liu Chunlai vaguely reminded him why Captain Liu had tossed for decades, and the more he tossed, the poorer he got.

The brigade owed more than one hundred thousand to the commune.

Every household also has accounts.

Captain Liu has never separated this.

Although he can still control the entire team, he does not have the same cohesion as before.

Captain Liu was stunned.

I never thought about this problem before.

"But Lao Tzu is your old man, as your dog said, the wings are stiff..." The meaning is clear. Lao Tzu is justified in asking his son for money.

Liu Chunlai rolled his eyes directly, "Didn't I give you pocket money? Captain Liu, you have to be reasonable! If you don't write the IOU, don't move the money. Wait until the brigade gets enough money. , Do it again."

Liu Chunlai was about to drag the snakeskin bag back with the money.

Captain Liu was unhappy, and immediately sat on the snakeskin bag, "I will write you an IOU later, and the official seal is on him!"

Looking at my son, I was very upset.

MMP!

Others are not easy to say.

This is hundreds of thousands.

"The writing brigade borrowed it from the Chunyu Garment Factory. This one will ask the third child to do the account."

Captain Liu's face was pale.

The authority of his captain began to be challenged by his son, and even his family status was seriously threatened!

This kid is still pulling the youngest.

Is it time to consider separating families?

Seeing that they hadn't watched it lively, they sat down and dozed off while shaking their fan. From time to time, there were slaps on the body. In summer nights, there were a lot of mosquitoes.

"Boom boom boom~"

In the distance, there was the roar of a car engine.

"A car is coming?"

The few people who had originally dozed off were full of energy.