Agriculture Maniac

Chapter 38 I Want to Have a Dream

"Big pot meal!"

Yu Yang leaned back in the armchair in the study of the small western-style building, picked up the soft pack of Hua Xia on the table, and lit one.

In another time and space, the big pot system was criticized by many people, who believed that this model fostered laziness, slowed down the economy, and made people poorer and poorer everywhere.

Little do people know that places that retain this model have become places that people are scrambling to get into.

For example, the military, central enterprises, state-owned enterprises, civil servants, and public institutions.

But in Yu Yang's impression.

In the big pot meal in Shiliying, every household scrambled for work points, and every brigade competed for production.

Adults farm during the day, the elderly weave baskets at the village entrance, children cut grass after school, and even those who are not very smart or have disabilities are arranged to squat on the roadside to pick up cow dung.

During the slack season, we would build roads together, build embankments together, build houses together, and practice shooting together.

Even though the highway contractor was short of funds, people still repaired the section of Route 385.

Even though most of the accumulated wealth was handed over to the state and a small portion was retained locally, people still purchased five large tractors, welded many mechanical farm tools, built a new tunnel kiln, and established a coal briquette factory.

Even though these may not seem like much, in this poor and backward place, no one froze to death or starved to death in Shiliying.

As a result, it was not until 96 that Shiliying disbanded the commune under the order of its superiors.

From that time on, Shiliying had to rely on financial appropriations to continue.

Because the land is subcontracted, you have to pay grain and various fees.

It’s not so bad for young and strong families. The men go out to work and the women stay at home to farm.

But what about the aging family?
They could only give the land equally to their sons, and let their children bear the cost of food and various expenses. However, their children's living burden increased, and even if they went out to work, they could not afford to support a high school student.

Therefore, as long as Yuyang pays the public grain for contracting 3 acres of arable land in Shiliying, Sanyuan Agriculture does not have to pay much rent. Even if it is 10 yuan a year, there are people willing to do it.

If some conditions are set.

For example, if you rent your arable land to me, I will take care of you in your old age. I guess the lonely elderly people will dare to recognize them as their grandsons on the spot.

For example, if you rent the land to me, I will help you rebuild your kang. I estimate that most farmers in Shiliying would rush to pay 1500 yuan.

Because the bean sprout industry is booming, every family in Yujia Village is making a lot of money, so people deliberately ignore what to do in the summer and only focus on money.

In general, it is not difficult to acquire 3 acres of arable land.

If the decision is made to return to the big pot system, at least 1.3% of the 90 people in Shiliying are willing to follow suit.

Then, Yu Yang had to consider carefully whether to do this.

Because his big pot meal is not a collective economy, but a private economy.

In other words, he runs a company, not an official, let alone a philanthropist, and what he pursues is profit.

So Yu Yang thought about the meaning of rebirth.

When he was first reborn, he only thought about repaying his debts.

To this end, he got up early to go to the market and harvested the bean sprouts himself, hoping to make the business bigger and stronger.

After paying off his debts, he only thought about rescuing Lao Yu.

To this end, he boosted Yujia Village's income, helped the township attract investment, and then bought an AMG Mercedes-Benz. He then took out a loan and established an agricultural company at great expense, just to increase his influence and get more attention from those above him.

Now that Lao Yu can come out, what should we do next?

make money?

fall in love?
Or should we learn from the North American corn head and make our motherland great again?

Yu Yang thought of the last thing and wanted to laugh, but suddenly he was stunned.

Yeah, we've been reborn and have cheats, can't we be a little more awesome?
"Make our country great again!"

"Make our country great again!"

Yu Yang muttered a few words and felt that his whole spirit had changed.

He picked up the thermos cup, walked out of the small western-style building with great strides, and came to Yujia Village.

It was evening.

The villagers who got off work returned home in groups of three or five.

When they met their village chief, they were about to say hello, but they were all stunned.

You came out wearing a white shirt?
"Village chief, aren't you cold?" "My blood is boiling now!"

"Village chief, the road is slippery, don't walk so fast."

“I’m so motivated now!”

"..."

The village chief must be crazy.

Yu Yang found his eldest and second cousins ​​and asked, "How much information about the local tyrants have you collected from the vegetable vendors?"

"There are many local tyrants in the surrounding towns, and it's a bit troublesome to record their subordinates, but we circled all the sections of the road where the bandits are active on the map."

"I'll see."

Yu Yang took the map and saw that all the roads and paths leading to Shiliying were circled in red.

He thought about it, called a few vegetable vendors, and asked them to drive 9 farm machinery and load them with large woven baskets.

Then he called over 156 brothers, with fourteen or fifteen people in each car, and asked them to bring shovels. They also borrowed real weapons from the village militia arsenal for emergency use.

"Follow the map and wander around the red circles. If you are stopped, bring the people back. Each car will receive an extra basket of bean sprouts tomorrow."

"Yes, the boss!"

When the vegetable vendors saw this scene, they were more excited than the strong men.

Not only the 10 vehicles that accepted the task, but also those waiting in line to load cargo were planning to go out.

Yu Yang quickly stopped him, "Don't scare them away."

Uncle Six was also very excited. "It just so happens that the kiln pit in the north is building a cellar. If we catch them, we will have labor to load the soil."

Yu Yang smiled slightly, wrapped himself in a military cotton coat, drove a large tractor from the agricultural machinery station, called his eldest brother and fifteen other strong men, as well as the fully armed director of the Shiliying Battalion, and brought the old branch secretary Hanyang Zao, asked everyone to squat in the carriage, put the woven baskets upside down, and set off as well.

In his two lifetimes, he has never seen a bandit or a highwayman.

I plan to experience it this time.

So we headed straight to the village on the south side of Hangai Township, near the Nan River.

On the road.

The vibration of the high-horsepower diesel engine, the loud noise, and the excitement made Yu Yang couldn't help but sing out loud.

"Be a good man..."

“Strengthen yourself every day…”

After singing a few lines and before reaching the destination, he was stopped by seven or eight men, young and old.

Yu Yang pretended to be a vegetable vendor, took out a cigarette and made way for the customer.

Unexpectedly, the other party advised: "Young man, take a detour, there are strong men blocking the road ahead."

"Ah? What are you doing?"

"If the wheels of the county compound are lost, and someone blocks the road near our village, won't they all say it was done by our village?"

"Then do you know the group of people blocking the road ahead?"

"I haven't had any contact with them. They just arrived recently. I heard from others that they seem to be from Beihe. We have thought about chasing them away, but our village is here and there are few laborers, so it's better not to provoke them."

"It's okay, old man. It's cold. I'll take them to find a warm place."

Yu Yang continued driving forward despite the obstruction.

Sure enough, just after leaving the village, the swaying headlights of a car caught sight of seven or eight men squatting on the side of the road smoking.

Some are older, some are younger.

Some people were nervous, while others looked fierce.

In the middle of the road, there are many stones piled up.

Yu Yang drove the car into the wheat field and pretended to turn around, but the other party immediately rushed up to stop him.

At this moment, in the carriage that turned around, woven baskets flew all over the place, and fifteen or sixteen strong men holding shovels and poles jumped up.

The people were in mid-air, and they shouted at the same time:
"My grandson is here too!"

"???"

(End of this chapter)