The Pretty Military Wife

"If I buy one foot of cloth, even if a thousand people buy it, at least five hundred people will buy it after they have money. In this way, if five hundred feet of cloth are sold, the supply and marketing cooperative will have to go back to buy the cloth and sell it, and the textile factory that produces the cloth will have work to do."

"I bought some meat. Out of a thousand people, at least eight hundred will buy some meat for their children when they have money. So how much meat should be sold? How many pigs should be slaughtered?"

"In the elementary school textbook, there is a text called Thousand Layer Cake. I wonder if you have read it. For a piece of cake, from the farmer to the seller, at least thousands of people have worked for it. All those who have worked have paid with sweat and have their own income. And after they have income, they may be the ones who eat the cake?"

"I can't explain the big principles, but if the things in the department stores and the supply and marketing cooperatives are to be sold, there must be more people to buy them. If there are people buying, it means there are people who need them. In fact, there are many people who need them, but they don't have money. So, shouldn't our leaders find a way to let the people have money?"

"When people have money, they will buy things they need. Now everyone is poor, and what they want to buy is nothing more than food to fill their stomachs and warm clothes. When they have enough food and clothing, they will want their children to read more books and learn more skills. When these are better, they may think that coarse cloth clothes are still not as good-looking as Dacron. When Dacron becomes a common clothing that everyone can wear, will our people have money?"

"And this is a need, a need of the people. Then who will meet this need? Someone has to produce more cloth. Who will produce more cloth? Isn't it still the people?"

Liang Xinyue seemed to be just giving a simple example, but she was actually illustrating a little truth about economic circulation.

Everyone present understood and heard it clearly.

From a small household, a village, a town, to a county, to a large city, a province, and the whole country, the result of such mobilization is not just a small purchase amount.

Liang Xinyue may not know the current output of the national textile industry, but according to Liang Xinyue's calculations, the textile industry alone will reach a completely new level.

Moreover, the rise of a large industry will lead to the rise of more industries.

This will form a virtuous cycle.

Liang Xinyue was a little nervous after she finished her speech. These people didn't respond, except for a little light in their eyes.

However, these people are different from the county leaders. These people...

After a while, Old Man Peng stood up and looked at the other comrades:

"Have you memorized everything? See you in the small conference room."

Those people stood up, put their things away, carried their stools, and lined up to leave again, just as they had done when they came. They didn't say a word.

Old Man Peng picked up the walnuts and started to play with them:

"You stay here until we finish the meeting. There is another matter that I need your cooperation in the investigation."

Liang Xinyue looked back at the bookcase on the other wall:

"Can I read a book then?"

Old Man Peng nodded:

"Xiao Yuan, come in. She wants to read. You stay here and take care of her. We'll see you later."

The person who came in was the woman who brought her here in the middle of the night and had been watching her. Her name was Xiao Yuan.

Xiao Yuan came in and nodded. Liang Xinyue ignored her and went to open the bookcase to take out a book, then sat back and started reading.

This is an old novel, How the Steel Was Tempered.

Liang Xinyue had also seen it in her previous life, but when she was in middle school.

But she didn't expect that when she opened the book, she was dumbfounded. Was this a Russian book?

Liang Xinyue didn't recognize any of them. Fortunately, there was a title on the side cover of the book, otherwise, she wouldn't have known what the book was.

Liang Xinyue had no choice but to put it back and look for another one. Unexpectedly, all the books on the bookshelf were original books. The only ones she knew were in English. She had no idea what other languages ​​they were in.

Liang Xinyue was stunned for a moment. Was it just for the sake of looking good here, or was this person really capable of understanding books in these languages?

Seeing that she had trouble choosing, Xiao Yuan came over and opened another bookcase. Liang Xinyue took a look and recognized all the books in it, as they were all in Chinese.

The complete set of "Zizhi Tongjian", also in classical Chinese.

Uh……

If you don’t have some education, you won’t be able to stay in this office.

Fortunately, there were some newspapers neatly stacked on the bottom shelf of the bookcase.

Liang Xinyue didn't need to ask anyone, she just reached out and took it and started reading. It was okay to read the newspaper, looking at the date of the newspaper, it was last month.

Liang Xinyue started to look, but Xiao Yuan ignored her.

After reading each picture, Liang Xinyue put it back to its original place and sat down next to the bookcase to continue reading.

Until I heard a sound in the corridor again, and a moment later, it was Old Man Peng and two men in military uniforms who came in.

He looks to be about the same age as Old Man Peng, but the military uniform clearly adds to the beauty of both of them. He looks more energetic than Old Man Peng.

When Liang Xinyue saw someone in military uniform, so old, and so grand coming in, she immediately stood up and called out seriously:

"Hello, Chief."

The two men in military uniforms were smiling, and while Liang Xinyue was greeting them, they raised their hands and returned the greeting to Liang Xinyue as a greeting.

Old Man Peng, who led the way in, looked at Liang Xinyue with some dissatisfaction:

"Why do you say hello to someone in military uniform?"

Liang Xinyue immediately bent down slightly:

"Hello, Uncle Peng."

Xiao Yuan left when the others came in, and two other young soldiers, with wooden guns on their waists, followed him in, also carrying stools in their hands.

This made Liang Xinyue feel a little funny. Whose office was this? Not even one extra stool was left. When someone came, they had to bring new chairs and stools?

It doesn’t matter whose office it is, since she doesn’t recognize it anyway. But Liang Xinyue felt relieved when she saw someone in military uniform appear.

The two men who looked like orderlies put down their stools and each took a cup of tea and went out, still closing the door. But the appearance of the people in the room now made people feel a little awkward.

Liang Xinyue stood alone in the middle of the room.

Old man Peng was still sitting behind the desk, and the two men in military uniforms sat in a row with Old man Peng.

In this way, Liang Xinyue was facing them.

Liang Xinyue didn't know whether she was sitting down or standing. Whether she was sitting down or standing up, she felt like she was being interviewed.