The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

Yang Dongxu actually disapproves of selling Chinese cabbage now, it's only just entered the twelfth lunar month, and there is still some time before the Chinese New Year. The Chinese cabbage will not spoil if it is taken home and covered with hay. It will definitely be more profitable to keep it until the Chinese New Year and then send it to the city.

Grandpa Yang Dongxu has no confidence in selling vegetables to make money. Although the land is poor, but I don't know if it is the first time to grow Chinese cabbage. Two acres of land harvested nearly 4,000 catties of Chinese cabbage. This made Grandpa Yang Dongxu very happy and worried.

So now I started selling vegetables non-stop, I am afraid that so many big cabbages will not be able to sell at all in the end of the year. In fact, Yang Dongxu really wants to say that let alone this little Chinese cabbage, even at the end of the twelfth lunar month when the new year's goods are abundant in later generations, he can sell these Chinese cabbage by adding a 0 after the total weight.

One or two is standard for a family, one is at least five or six catties, two is ten catties, and Yangjia Village can consume about 5,000 catties. Four thousand catties of cabbage is a fart, and even a blister won't come out when it's pulled into the city.

It's a pity that no one listens to his little kid. Seeing grandpa and dad selling vegetables so actively and happily, he didn't bother them anymore. It's good to be happy, it's not that he was poor last year and couldn't get rid of the pot, and now he doesn't care about those three melons and two dates.

Walking into Mr. Zhou's house, Zhou Yiren was reading a letter. The former old friend returned to Yanjing, so it is no longer as easy as before for two people to meet and they can only communicate.

The letter was naturally not delivered by the postman, and the service attitude of the post office was still speechless as in the later generations when people were almost squeezed and could not survive.

Now the postman usually delivers letters to the school, and then the teacher arranges to look at the letters in that village and asks the students to bring them back after school.

Or send it directly to the town, and someone from your village will go to the town to do the postman's acquaintance and say hello, and you can pick it up yourself. If you didn't ask to pick up the letter, you left it at the post office. Anyway, if someone sends you a letter, you must be the one who is anxious, not him. If you are in a hurry, you will definitely ask.

Seeing Yang Dongxu coming in, Zhou Yiren didn't put down the letter in his hand, but pouted at the newspaper next to him. A stack of the latest newspapers lay nearby, brought back with the mail.

Now Zhou Yiren is a great intellectual respected by Yangjiacun. Of course, it would be even better if he had a good relationship with some leaders in the district.

Zhou Yiren naturally sees these things in his eyes, and is as kind as ever to people. He just smiles and keeps silent when making excessive demands. Those who make demands can only blush and bow their heads and stop talking. People now are more embarrassing than people in the future. .

After refusing to accept a few parents who came to visit teachers with gifts, Zhou Yiren gradually became quiet. From time to time, there are chicken, fish, meat and eggs sent by the villagers. He will also selectively accept some, and then give some in return. If the water is clear, there will be no fish. Although he is a big intellectual, he is not an old-fashioned one. got it.

After reading the newspaper, there is nothing too surprising. Although judging from some policy reports in the newspapers, the state has begun to encourage small businessmen, hawkers, and small handicraftsmen, and even the contract that NMG, Hong Kong, and RB will jointly operate woolen mills has been approved and signed.

"What do you think about the free market?" Zhou Yiren asked looking up after folding the letter he had read and stuffing it into an envelope. It is not Chinese, but Russian.

After Yang Dongxu memorized a thick book of Marxism-Leninism in Russian from beginning to end, Zhou Yiren no longer tested his ability to write and recite Russian, but started to practice oral English with him.

"I don't have any opinion, the effect is better than expected, but the current progress is still slow." Yang Dongxu shook his head while speaking Russian.

People nowadays, especially farmers, have blind followership. When they see someone around them making money, they will follow suit to see if they can make money.

If you are smart, you sell cabbage, and I sell eggs. It is also the nature of the Chinese people to swarm all the cabbage without thinking and sell it. There is a joke in later generations that is very classic.

There is a gas station next to a foreign highway that is very profitable, so at first someone else opened a supermarket next to it, which was also very profitable, and then someone opened a restaurant next to it, and the business was also good. Slowly, the desolate gas station around stand prosperous.

In China, it is very profitable to open a gas station next to the highway, so other people also opened a gas station opposite you, and then someone opened two gas stations on your left and right sides, and slowly everyone drank the Northwest Wind together.

But this kind of blind obedience is not necessarily bad. For example, the current blind obedience is good. Seeing that Yang Dongxu's family was making money, the people in Yangjia Village moved, and seeing the people in Yangjia Village making money, people in the surrounding villages also moved.

Now the material base is extremely scarce, so there will be no run-on, or price wars. Everyone can make money by taking care of their own small things, which will play a role in promoting the market in the town and even in the city. The effects are positive.

That's why Yang Dongxu said that the effect is better than expected. But the progress is a bit slow, because the real small merchants and peddlers have not appeared, and the so-called Erdao dealers have not appeared. Farmers sell their own things, and few people buy other people's things and sell them in the city to make a difference.

Even the aquatic products that Yang Dongxu's family sells in summer are not even fair trade, although their family seems to earn a little more than other families. But it's only because of the large supply and marketing cooperative channel. If you set up a stall to sell it like other villagers, you will lose money regardless of the value of the labor force.

Yang Dongxu didn't want to call some unscrupulous second-rate dealers to appear, but to guide him appropriately. After all, farmers are not real merchants. Only when there are more small merchants and hawkers can market liquidity be accelerated, because the economic impetus erupted by profit-seeking merchants is immeasurable.

"What do you think of the newly established special zone?" Zhou Yiren asked after a moment of thought.

"I haven't been to the special zone, nor have I seen the development of the special zone, so I have no opinion." Yang Dongxu grinned and showed an innocent smile.

Zhou Yiren gave Yang Dongxu a look and shook his head helplessly.

Sometimes Zhou Yiren would feel that the child in front of him, who was less than seven years old, was like a wise man around his own age, who had profound insights into the development of the current era.

It's a pity that the little kid in front of him is as slippery as a loach, he is extraordinarily shrewd about small things, and when encountering big things, he will pretend to be confused and never intervene.

For example, he is very concerned about the affairs of Wuli Town and Yangjia Village, and he is happy to see Yangjia Village and the surrounding villages live a good life.

"Double your homework today." Zhou Yiren took off his presbyopic glasses and wiped it with the corner of his clothes. He took the newspaper and read it without caring about Yang Dongxu. This is one of the few punishments he can use every time he encounters Yang Dongxu pretending to be stupid. .

Yang Dongxu, who had gotten used to it, didn't say anything, with an innocent expression on his face, he took a book of Russian poetry and began to read it like a knot in his tongue.

In fact, Yang Dongxu didn't want to cheat, but also wanted to do something. But when Zhou Yiren's gaze became brighter and brighter, the matters discussed with him became bigger and sharper. He suddenly realized that he seemed to be acting a little too much.

You are smart and have strong learning ability, which is easy to explain, and your brain is so good that you can draw inferences about problems when you encounter problems. But what you say and the opinions you give are even better than the leaders at the city level. This is not normal.

Although Yang Dongxu was sure that Zhou Yiren would not harm him, the others couldn't guarantee it. Because Zhou Yiren always wanted to do something for the country and the people because of his scholarly temperament, he suddenly caught Yang Dongxu as if he had found a treasure, he could understand.

But Muxiu must be destroyed by the wind in the forest, and the current must be turbulent if he is higher than the bank. He must restrain his sharpness and not be too prominent. Chen Weimin ran over to talk to him more than once, instead of talking to Zhou Yiren.

Of course Yang Dongxu understands this truth, and Zhou Yiren naturally understands it too. So although he was anxious, he only used this method to punish Yang Dongxu. Instead of forcing anything, he even helped Chen Weimin get back a lot of things, making Chen Weimin look at Yang Dongxu no longer like looking at a monster.

Concentrating on completing today's homework, after leaving Zhou Yiren's room, Yang Dongxu ran to the threshing ground and became crazy with a group of little kids.

This is one of Yang Dongxu's cover-up methods to restrain his edge. In the past year or so, he has been too independent and his wife is well-behaved. Although he made his parents have more face, he has also become "other people's child" in the mouth of the neighbors and parents. , but obviously this is not the result he wanted.

So when a classroom and a wall of the school collapsed, classes could not be held, and the children were allowed to have a holiday. Yang Dongxu also let go of himself, regardless of whether he can regain the happiness of childhood.

It's not fun to let dad slap his butt a few times every day if he's not mischievous. If he beats this little kid today, he will bring a group of little kids to beat that kid tomorrow.

The bastard's character prevented him from becoming someone else's child in the neighbors' mouths, and the villagers who had paid attention to his strange behavior gradually called him a bastard.

Even Zhou Yiren wondered if he was too harsh before. Although the child in front of him is very smart, observant of many things and has a sensitive sense of smell, he is just a child after all, how could he be a wise man? Therefore, although he would still discuss some things with Yang Dongxu, he no longer sat upright like before, became more and more casual, and began to think more and more by himself.