Return to 1983 and be a detective

Xu Shan shouted twice outside the courtyard gate, but found that no one answered.

Reluctantly, he lifted the wall of the courtyard and looked in. His eyes were so sharp, and he saw fresh soot on the ground of the courtyard at a glance.

Then I knew that Tang Nai must be at home.

I guess it was also to avoid debt, so I never dared to go out.

He couldn't help but secretly laugh, thinking that in the summer, when Xu Shan came to the pickle factory, he had seen this old man. He was quite majestic at that time.

It has only been half a year, and the result has become like this.

But there is also his "credit" in this.

He directly recruited the old employees, the backbone of the factory, and after the old employees arrived at the new factory, they were very motivated. He probably had the idea of ​​​​taking advantage of his father's old factory from the beginning. In terms of raw materials, , enough effort has been put into the process, packaging, and style. According to the current practice, Xu Shan feels that the things made by his pickle factory are not well publicized. If he really needs to publicize them, it is completely No less than "Pailing pickled mustard", it can be made into a luxury product that future generations will not be able to afford.

Xu Shan was secretly amused when he saw Shido Nai closing the door to no visitors. In fact, many people were like this at this time. High EQ means sticking to one's own principles, while low EQ means being stubborn.

Xu Shan still has some ways to deal with such a stubborn old man.

He thought for a while, faced the courtyard, and pretended to say to himself: "I'll just hang the things on the door. Anyway, it will be delivered."

After saying that, he left the cat waiting aside. After a while, he saw the courtyard door open.

A little old man stuck his head out, and when he saw Xu Shan, he was immediately embarrassed.

He was about to shrink back, but Xu Shan stopped him: "Uncle Lao Zhi, your son asked me to come over to see you, not to collect debts from you."

Shidona sighed and said angrily: "I would rather be a debt collector."

But he didn't chase Xu Shan away. He dragged him into the courtyard and closed the door again.

Seeing his sneaky appearance, Xu Shan couldn't help but laugh: "Uncle, the pickle factory is a collective, and it's not your fault if you can't pay out money. Why are you hiding?"

Zhidang Nai pointed to a chair in the yard and asked Xu Shan to sit down: "I led everyone to open the factory. Now it is making a loss and cannot pay out. Of course I feel sorry for everyone."

Xu Shan couldn't help but show admiration. These people these days really have a good outlook on life, unlike later generations who casually became old people.

When he was moved, he forgot what the old man told him: "Let's tell the truth. In fact, I came here this time just for your pickle factory. I know that your pickle factory has many pickle pools, and now you It’s probably hard to use them due to the current situation, so why not rent these pools to us, so that your pickle factory can make money, and the factory is still yours, killing two birds with one stone, what do you think?”

When Shidou Nai heard this, she was a little moved, but she was also worried and said, "Did that kid teach you to say that?"

"This is what I came up with, but I have the final say on the pickle factory."

"Can you really control that kid?"

"Looking at what you said, I am the director of the Xujiacun Pickle Factory. I don't care, so who has the final say?"

"Okay, if it wasn't that kid's idea, I would agree. But we have agreed beforehand that we have to take away all the cylinder stones in these pools. If you want to use them, prepare them yourself."

The cylinder pressing stone is actually the stone used to press pickles. This thing is not worth much money, but Zhi Tang Nai is so fussy about it, and Xu Shan is also a little speechless.However, Longshui is mountainous, and there are many quarries in Zhuangyuan Village. Just find a quarry and have someone haul a few carts of long stones.

But Xu Shan was a little curious: "Uncle Zhi, is there anything special about your cylinder stone? Why don't you rent it to us?"

"Don't ask about that, and don't worry about it. It can't be used by you anyway, and you can only rent it for a year. When our pickle factory recovers, we won't rent the pool to you. Don't think I don't know. What does that kid have in mind? He just wants to swallow up our pickle factory. Go back and tell him, stop dreaming. As long as I live, this pickle factory will always be collective."

Xu Shan could hear that there was something in Tang Nai's words, and he probably had some reasons behind it that he didn't know.

But temporarily renting a few pools and using the original employees of the pickle factory can solve the urgent need of the pickle factory in the village.

At least we can get through this new year first, and we can also help the pickle factory employees in Zhuangyuan Village so that they can get money to celebrate the new year.

In Xu Shan's view, this is a matter of killing two birds with one stone.

So he happily returned to the pickle factory. When the old man heard that Xu Shan had discussed the matter with his father, he was very happy at first. But when he heard that Xu Shan had just rented the pickle factory, he became distraught. Not too happy anymore.

"Xiao Xu, why are you so stubborn? If I just rent these pools, do I still need you to intervene? In fact, I just want to swallow up this pickle factory."

"Hey, why is this? There is no conflict between swallowing up a pickle factory and renting a few ponds. Moreover, we just want to solve our urgent needs, but you are obsessed with annexing a factory. What is the story behind this? ?”

When Da Shan asked, the old man was silent for a while and then sighed and said: "Actually, let me tell you a story. Our family opened a sauce shop at the earliest. It was before liberation. My grandpa's house opened a sauce shop. I ran a sauce shop and made all kinds of pickles. My dad was a long-term worker in the sauce shop. Later, my mother and I fell in love. When my grandfather found out, he was so angry that he arrested my dad. He was beaten so severely that his legs were almost broken.

Fortunately, my mother threatened to die at that time, and finally eloped with my father. Later, when my grandfather wanted to cause trouble for my father, he found out that he had been liberated, so he let it go, but he did not follow me. Parents come and go.

It wasn't until my mother gave birth to me and I kept running to my grandpa's sauce shop that the relationship between the two families eased a lot.But this good times didn't last long. After a few years, some people were eyeing my grandpa's sauce shop. Those people said that the pressing stone used in my grandpa's sauce shop was some kind of heavenly treasure and they had to charge a high price, but that was all. It was my grandpa's treasure, so he couldn't bear it, so he rejected them. However, they didn't give up and tried many ways. However, under my grandpa's strict defense, they failed.

In the end, they were so exhausted that they even thought of the evil trick of arson. They lit a fire in the sauce shop in an attempt to drive my grandfather away, and then they moved to move rocks, but my grandfather refused to leave the sauce shop until his death. shop, and was finally burned alive in the sauce shop.

As soon as those guys saw that people were dying, they didn't dare to move the cylinder stones anymore. It wasn't until I returned home as a soldier that the spring breeze blew all over the ground. Under such a good situation, I thought about taking away the old stone that our family had passed down. After taking out the craftsmanship and discussing with my father, we took the cylinder stones passed down from my grandfather and opened a pickle factory.

With my dad's skills, this pickle factory is running smoothly, but my dad has always been a long-term worker. It's okay to let him work, but it's not okay to let him manage people.The workers in the pickle factory were all cheating, lazy, and stealing. My dad thought they were from the countryside and couldn't blame them.

And these people are becoming more and more arrogant. They don't work and are lazy. They have to get paid when the time comes. They are simply using the pickle factory as a welfare home.

So I thought about discussing with him and asking him to pass on the director of the pickle factory to me, so that I could take good care of these people.But my dad refused to do anything, saying that this factory is a collective and everyone is a member of the collective. You can't be lower than you and you can't be higher than me. We are all equal..."

After hearing this, Xu Shan understood the worries of the old branch, and at the same time he also understood the importance of management. For these pickle factory workers who are accustomed to eating from the big pot, it is really difficult to change the old ideas they have developed.

But this is not a problem, because Xu Shan feels that as long as he takes over a few ponds in the pickle factory, he will definitely bring about earth-shaking changes to these workers.