Send me to the countryside? Turn around and make you homeless!

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked towards Tan Yuan who had just walked out of the room, their eyes full of hope.

Tan Yuan looked at everyone with smiles in her eyes, then turned to look at Nian Lin who was walking behind her.

"You come and tell everyone the good news."

Nian Lin didn't want to attract such attention from the bottom of her heart, but since Tan Yuan had already spoken and everyone was looking at her with that kind of eyes, she hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.

"Our store's total turnover today is 678 yuan."

Six hundred and seventy-eight yuan!!

Except for the branch secretary Zhou Zhigang, everyone stared with their eyes wide open and covered their mouths in disbelief. It was only the first day, and there were so many people!

You have to know that even ordinary workers in the city only earn 20 or 30 yuan a month. How could their brigade's dried tofu shop sell so much in a day?!

Everyone's heart was burning with excitement. Accountant Zhang was so excited that he wanted to cry. He rubbed his hands unconsciously and grinned foolishly.

Captain Lin Guoan was the one who really cried, and he even said three good words.

"Okay, okay, that's great!"

From then on, he no longer had to worry about the brigade being poor, and he had finally fulfilled his father's last wish.

Lin Guoan was once again glad that he had chosen the right person and had chosen Tan Yuan unwaveringly. He looked at Tan Yuan with even more satisfaction.

Luo Linlin and a few others were even more excited. They were part of the store, and of course they were happy that the store was doing so well.

"Today is the first day of opening. Everyone is new to our store, and it's the weekend, so business is so good. We can't be complacent. We have to continue our service spirit so that people will be willing to come and buy things from us."

Tan Yuan felt that selling only dried tofu was too monotonous, and that she had to add some more categories so that people would have more choices when they entered the store and would be more willing to come.

Just think about the snack shops in a few decades, with chicken feet, instant noodles, sausages, dried fish, biscuits... it's really dazzling. It would be too difficult for the Huaiyin Brigade to produce all these things at once, but there is still hope if they take it slowly.

Tan Yuan's thoughts were distracted. It was obvious that most people were still immersed in joy and no one noticed her, but there were exceptions.

For example, Guan Jianguo, who did not leave the brigade headquarters, saw the ambitious look in Tan Yuan's eyes and knew that she must be thinking about something again. He thought to himself that Tan Yuan was really a female comrade with her own ideas.

Of course, in addition to Guan Jianguo, there is also Nian Lin. Nian Lin also understood Tan Yuan, but she did not ask. Anyway, as long as Tan Yuan wanted to do it, she would support it. As long as Tan Yuan said it, she would be willing to implement it with Tan Yuan.

Tan Yuan was thinking about how to expand the production line and increase the variety of products. She didn't intend to raise these issues until she had thought them through.

The brigade's old Party Secretary Zhou had been waiting for Zhou Zhigang in the yard that night, and his eyes were fixed on him the moment he entered the house.

Zhou Zhigang clearly understood why his father, who always went to bed early, was waiting for him today: "Dad, you're right."

After hearing these few words without any beginning or end, the old Party Secretary Zhou's cloudy eyes lit up. He knew that the matter was done and his choice was not wrong.

The old man, who had never asked about the brigade's affairs since retirement, stood up and walked to his youngest son, feeling very guilty: "Son, I'm sorry for putting you through this..."

He forced his own ideals on his child. He had a career worth fighting for his whole life, but he intervened and forced him to give it up. He was doing his child a disservice...

When his usually tough father said this, the energy in Zhou Zhigang's heart drifted away with the night wind: "There's nothing to be wronged about. Building my hometown is also my goal, an ideal worth striving for all my life."

No one knew about the late-night conversation between the father and son, but after thinking about it all night, Tan Yuan finally figured out what the Huaiyin Brigade could do.

The chicken feet in pickled pepper chicken feet are a problem nowadays. Instant noodles, ham sausages, biscuits and the like require machines. This one machine can cause a headache for the Huaiyin Brigade now, but there is one thing that is ready-made.

"Spicy dried fish! Canned fish with fermented black beans! What do you think, Captain?"

After Tan Yuan figured it out, she immediately went to find Lin Guoan.

Among all the cadres of Huaiyin Brigade, the ones Tan Yuan is most familiar with should be Lin Guoan and Accountant Zhang. In his previous life, Lin Guoan was the captain of Huaiyin Brigade, and he is still the captain in this life.

In this life, Lin Guoan supported all her decisions from beginning to end and stood firmly by her side. Of course, the first person Tan Yuan thought of was him, not the branch secretary Zhou Zhigang, who she was not so familiar with.

Of course, it wasn't that she wouldn't tell Zhou Zhigang. She was planning to talk to the team leader first before telling Secretary Zhou.

Lin Guoan's face has not fallen since last night. Even Qian Guihua dislikes him, but he doesn't care about it. This is a great joy, so of course he is happy and wants to smile.

At this moment, I don't know if he listened to Tan Yuan's words. He grinned and nodded: "Okay, okay, you are right. I will do as you say."

Tan Yuan was skeptical. She strongly suspected that the captain didn't even listen to her. Sure enough, after a while, Lin Guoan came back to his senses and looked at Tan Yuan in surprise.

"What? What did you just say?"

Tan Yuan's idea was confirmed, and she felt ashamed: "I said, our brigade will cooperate with the Shuiwazi Brigade and buy their fish. The small fry will be used to make spicy dried fish, and the large fish will be used to make canned fish!"

Tan Yuan thought her idea was great. Secretary Qian had specifically mentioned it before, asking her to go to the commune to work and take charge of the economy of the brigades under the commune. She didn't want to go to the commune to work, and she couldn't take charge of the economy of all the brigades, but the Shuwaizi Brigade was still possible.

Of course, the conditions in Shuwaizi Brigade are good, but no one can refuse something better.

Tan Yuan felt that her idea was the best of both worlds. After Lin Guoan understood it, he thought about it.

"It's good, but where in our brigade can we find a place that makes canned dried fish or something like that?"

You know, the tofu factory is already too busy now. It has already occupied the brigade's threshing ground. If they want to make canned fish, where else should they requisition?

Lin Guoan, who had been grinning all day, finally lowered his smile and looked distressed.

"So what I mean is to build a factory. The brigade will allocate a separate piece of land for the factory. When the time comes, the dried tofu factory will move there, and the threshing ground will be restored to its original state."

The threshing floor itself has its own uses, and the correct approach is to have everyone perform their respective duties after the factory is built.