Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

　　 "Let's talk about anything."

　　 Zhang Hai cleared his throat: "The brigade held a meeting two days ago to convey some of the above spirit, which means to encourage the villages to engage in sideline businesses and open up ways to get rich."

　　 Wanfeng has some doubts. Although the Third Plenary Session has been in place for a long time, it seems that it will take some time before the full opening up to the rural areas is true. Isn’t it a bit early? According to his memory, the real contracting of production to households and the opening of various areas should have started in 1983!

　　 Is there chaos in time?

　　 But what does it have to do with him to encourage them to make a fortune?

　　 "This doesn't seem to have anything to do with me, right? It's your adults' business. Why do you call me here?"

"That's it. Yesterday Liang Wan said that you were selling broken glass. I saw everything you did when you arrived in Wa. From renting out the book to selling the broken glass, I think you are so small. Dicks are economically savvy and want you to come up with ideas for us."

　　 Give them an idea?

　　 Wanfeng is sure that there must be something wrong with his ears, or something wrong with Zhang Hai's mouth.

　　 Isn't this going to get up! Some of you adults asked me as a child to make an idea, and this egg can reach the Pacific Ocean.

　　 But Zhang Hai, the old boy, is quite discerning. You can see a piece of gold buried in such a deep soil.

　　 "You asked me to help with an idea? Is this surely not a bad idea?"

"To be honest, I have been the captain since last year. I really want to lead a good life with the descendants of the Wa. I took off the money-laden hat last year. I want to do something to make our lives. It's better. But the natural conditions are like this after the depression. There is not much land and it is not fertile. I feel that there is really no food to dig out in the soil, but because of the limitations of the brain, I really can't think of any ideas."

　　 Zhang Hai spoke very sincerely.

　　 "Is this connected to me?"

"I'm optimistic about you. I always feel that you have goods in your head, so you can help think of a way, even if you don't serve your uncle for others, he will get married next year, so I don't have any money to marry your aunt. , Our entire Wahou team is looking at you."

　　 This depth has pulled out Wan Feng's little aunt, and this height has pulled all the descendants of Wa.

　　 Now that the depth and height are all there, he seems to be sorry for the whole people behind the Wa without making a point.

　　 This hat seems a bit bigger.

　　 Besides, how can they believe a child's gibberish?

　　 Wanfeng pondered for a while, then nodded, didn't he come up with an idea?

　　 "What are your favorable conditions?"

　　 Zhang Hai shook his head: "You have also stayed behind Wa for two or three months. You can see what you see after Wa, and there is no condition."

　　 Wanfeng thought for a while and explained: "The conditions I mentioned are loans, personnel, venues, etc.?"

　　 As soon as the question became specific, Zhang Hai became clear.

　　 "The biggest resource in Wahou is manpower. We have ample labor and free space. As for the money, we can get a certain amount of money from the credit union, and the upper side supports a certain amount of loans."

　　 If you have manpower and space, you can get the loan. The three main conditions are solved.

　　 There is only one project left.

　　 Wanfeng's head began to turn.

　　 The scale of the village-run enterprise is not too big at the beginning. Adhering to the basic principle of small investment and quick results, the products must be practical and simple to manufacture. The most important thing is to fit the existing natural conditions of Wahou Village.

　　 One project ran past Wanfeng’s mind like a train. Many projects were out of fashion. After a few minutes, three projects stopped.

　　 After reorganizing his head, Wanfeng asked for a workbook and a pen, and wrote a few words on the workbook: cement tiles, red bricks, and drinks.

　　 Then Wan Feng began to introduce: "I have selected three projects for you, all of which are less effective and quicker. Now I will start with the first one to introduce one by one."

　　 Zhang Hai and the three of them immediately became serious, and put out a posture of listening respectfully.

"The first project is a cement tile factory. There will be a considerable market for cement tiles in the next few years. Although it will not be enough to make a lot of money, it should be possible for the members of the Wahou team to share more than a few dozen yuan a year. The problem is not big."

　　 Zhang Hai and the accountant have already looked at each other. Right now they really don't have any impression of asbestos tiles.

　　 "Now the houses in rural areas are covered with straw. Can the cost of replacing tiles be changed?"

　　 Nowadays, most of the houses in rural areas are straw houses, and the eaves part can be made into tiles.

　　 "Commodity has a lot of uncertainty. In your eyes, it has no market but it may sell well. Do you all know the principle that department stores welcome hundreds of customers?"

　　 The three nodded.

"You think that the high cost can't be exchanged, but someone can afford it. Together with the factories and mining enterprises, this is a big market. As long as we do this part of the business, it will be enough to make a considerable surplus. With the development of the improvement of people’s living standards, all houses in the future will become tiled houses."

　　As a person who has traveled back from the future, Wan Feng knows the real life in the countryside of later generations, not to mention tile houses or small buildings everywhere.

　　Of course, you can't count on the countryside for the time being. The main thing is to do business with factories and mines. They are the big ones.

"The space occupied by the tile factory and the initial investment are not large. The materials used for cement tiles are cement and sand. Cement county cement plants have ready-made ones, and sand is available by the Yinna River. We only need to make a set of tiles. Moulds are fine, and Mould Commune Machinery Factory can produce them."

　　 Zhang Hai nodded in agreement.

　　 "Let me talk about the second item below, which is to open a brick factory."

　　 "I think this is fine!" The old accountant surnamed Li echoed a sentence before Wanfeng's voice was over.

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　　 "I'm not talking about the blue bricks you use now, but red bricks or cement bricks."

　　 At that time, most of the rural areas used blue bricks, and there were not many red bricks.

　　 "We all know the red brick, what is this cement brick?" Zhang Hai was puzzled.

　　Cement bricks are naturally bricks made of cement and sand, which is not much different from making cement tiles.

　　 Wanfeng remembers that after the country banned the burning of bricks in 2010, cement bricks became the mainstream of the construction market.

"Cement bricks and cement tiles are also cement products. They are stronger than blue bricks and red bricks, and the biggest advantage is that they can be produced on the same site as cement tiles. The difference is that the original molds used are different. As for red bricks, I don’t have many I’ve just introduced, I think there’s no shortage of clay on the site of the Wahou team?"

　　 Zhang Hai scratched his head: "Clay ground is everything, but at least brick kilns are needed to make red bricks. The investment seems to be huge."

　　 "This is not a problem. We can build a small cave with only four or five holes. What I am worried about is the coal used for burning bricks."

　　 The coal market in 1980 has not been opened yet, at least not here. Everything must be allocated according to the planned economy. This is where the headache is.

　　 "The coal problem can be solved. We have relatives in charge of the coal company." The old accountant said unhurriedly.

　　 "Then it will be easy, the Commune Machinery Factory can design and produce a set of brick-making molds for us, and the rest is manpower."

　　 Then Zhang Hai had a lively discussion with the old accountant and Liang Wan.

　　 Taking advantage of their discussion, Wan Feng came to the outhouse and found that Liang Hua was not in the house.