The old Chinese doctor in the courtyard

Chapter 263 The Generalist

After discussing important matters in the village, Wang Shengting, the old party secretary, took out a mimeographed pamphlet from the drawer and pushed it in front of Li Shengli.

"Shengli, something happened. The price of the sheepskin given by the import and export company is that it is made of salt.

It's not right to say it's made with salt, people over there should be saying it's bleached.

This is the sheepskin processing method given over there. It is said to be made according to the instructions, but the worst sheepskin costs more than ten yuan a piece.

If you can reach the first level, it will cost about 20 yuan per ticket.

The raw sheepskin from the slaughter costs four to eighty-nine yuan a piece.

The people from the import and export company said that we should either sell it to Ji Province or process it ourselves.

They can help purchase some raw materials and equipment, and they can also help with some procedures. "

Li Shengli frowned slightly after looking at the sheepskin processing method that the old branch secretary pushed over.

This old man was probably holding back the explosion before, but he was not holding it in smoothly. Now he must be encountering difficulties.

Nowadays, when it comes to earning foreign exchange through exports, there are serious green channels.

Even if the storm is coming, the import and export will not be affected. After thinking about the price of sheepskin deep processing, Li Shengli feels that there is something to be done.

A sheepskin costs [-] yuan, and a sheep costs [-] yuan. The paradoxical price relationship does exist because of unified purchasing and marketing.

Everything went according to plan, but the unplanned sheep became a burden to the herdsmen after autumn. They had nowhere to sell them and couldn't eat them. They couldn't bear to let them freeze to death in the wind and snow.

But the sheep had no other way to go but to go south. The hole Li Shengli opened outside his mouth might be one of the few windows that could be used for large-scale trafficking. In these years, outside of the plan, a few hundred sheep could be considered a large quantity.

After all, not every city is a forty-nine city. In some places, a few hundred sheep may impact the original market.

"Okay, let me take a look and then talk about it. Just take a rest..."

Seeing that the old party secretary's face was not very good, Li Shengli did not check his pulse. The old man was now anxious and it was difficult to ask about his various illnesses.

Only when things in Madianji Village are settled and the anger has subsided can we diagnose his pulse, otherwise he will definitely be ill.

Mr. Wang is over 60 this year, so he is a little late in taking supplements. If he asks Master Dong to take his pulse and maintain it, it shouldn't be a big problem.

Sitting with him and chatting, the old party secretary's problems would only increase. For the sake of the old man's health, Li Shengli decided to let him rest for two days.

"Ugh……

Victory, the pass for processing sheepskin is on the cement pond. The cement can be obtained from the import and export company.

But we can't control the weather. The size of the pool I read in the book is not small. We can't build a cement pool in this cold weather!

Once it freezes and dries, it will leak. "

The deep processing of sheepskin is indeed a priority that Wang Shengting, the old party secretary, has been suppressing. In addition to Madianji, food companies will also have tens of thousands of live sheep from Madianji to the city every year.

Tens of thousands of sheep, that is, tens of thousands of sheepskins, and earning one yuan per piece is also tens of thousands of yuan.

Who would have thought that if the abacus was good, the gods would be scratching their heads when building a cement pool in this cold weather...

"Okay, let me take a look and tell you. This might be a way out..."

Li Shengli can give a rough idea of ​​the rough processing of agricultural and animal husbandry products, but he can't do the deep processing.

Many things, like Ma Laosan's secret skills, cannot be accessed, so one has to spend money and labor to explore them.

If there is no serious person to give guidance, it will become a rebellion of scholars and it will not be completed for three years.

Before returning to Wang's yard, Li Shengli first went to the slaughterhouse in Madianji.

The place where animals are slaughtered is not located in any village. Most of them are in remote areas of the village.

The same goes for Madianji. Several idle houses on the edge of the village are where the slaughterhouse is located.

This area must have been part of the village before. Many old houses were pulled down, but the demolition was not complete. Many brick and stone wall foundations are still scattered everywhere and were used as sheepfolds. Many of the original homesteads were also It was opened up as a private plot.

Although it is now a rule that one third of the family's private land is allocated to each family, the things produced on these homesteads in the village are not included in the private land, and this area can only be regarded as wasteland.

A piece of land that is 50 meters wide and more than 100 meters long must be the site where the old party secretary wants to build a sheepskin processing factory, because it has been cleared recently.

A little further in, there is the place where the sheep are kept in a centralized manner in Madianji. This place cannot be moved. In addition to Madianji, there are other units that need to keep sheep here for a short period of time.

Just like the Madianji sheep driving team coming all the way from outside the mouth, there is such a village a day and a half's walk away. It is similar to a hotel or inn, but it is just a place to provide food and accommodation for cattle and sheep.

After roughly looking at the terrain, he ordered sheep liver and sheep tripe from Ma Laosan and signed for the account. Li Shengli then returned to his residence.

In the kitchen of Wang's courtyard, Ma Fengxia has already steamed steamed buns. The flour was ground from the wheat saved during the New Year in Madianji. The old party secretary can be regarded as doing his best in terms of treatment.

"Put less salt when cooking. The cooking last night was too salty. I didn't eat enough and I was hungry in the middle of the night.

Don't make the suet pancakes, they're too greasy and I can't eat them. "

Leaving aside the sheep liver and tripe, Li Shengli ignored the angry Ma Fengxia and took the pamphlet given by the old party secretary to the main hall and began to read it.

The mimeographed brochure given by the import and export company introduced the process in detail. This brochure might be the factory construction plan there.

It’s just that nowadays, heavy industry is the main focus, and factories like sheepskin processing factories are not taken seriously at all.

Furthermore, this is the Forty-Nine City, and except for Madianji and a few other villages, there is no one playing with livestock.

The large-scale driving of live sheep from outside the country began during the Qianlong period and shrunk with the advent of railways in the Republic of China.

Nowadays, sheep driving and selling are mostly on a small scale, no longer like in the past, with a group of tens of thousands or tens of thousands of sheep.

Moreover, the journey has also changed greatly. In the past, it was from Guihua all the way to Beijing, but now Kouwai is the starting point.

The number of live sheep entering Beijing was too small for building a factory.

Even as a tertiary industry, there are no conditions for import and export companies to build sheepskin processing plants.

I looked carefully at the drawings in the brochure and looked at the words diesel engine or tractor written in crooked pencil letters near the motor.Obviously, since they obtained this sheepskin processing method, everyone in Madianji has put in a lot of effort.

But all the hard work was blocked by a few cement pools on the drawing.

This kind of problem can be solved by Li Shengli. It's just a watertight pool. If the cement fails, it can be replaced with iron plates. The steel rolling mill is good at this.

After flipping through the booklet in his hand several times, Li Shengli also picked up the pencil and started writing on it.

All he could write about was the details, such as sewage treatment, the treatment of scattered wool, and a mechanical dehydration step.

Li Shengli had previously thought about collecting wool. The price of sheepskin, wool, and cashmere over the years was also attached at the back of the booklet.

Sheepskin and wool are not very valuable, but the price of cashmere is very high. In recent years, the price has fluctuated around five or six yuan per pound.

As for the wool, it's one piece up and down. When it's low, it's seven or eight wool, and when it's high, it's one piece or two.

I don't know if it's cost-effective to scrape velvet on the leather. These are all follow-up projects, so there's no rush.

After writing his suggestions, Li Shengli focused on clarifying the relationship.

Li Huaide's fellow, there really is no way to restrict him now, except for Xiao Hu, but Xiao Hu is a last resort choice.

Before, Li Shengli didn't want Madianji to interact with the steel rolling mill. Now that he thinks about it, if the two public entities interact, maybe he will have more ways to contain Li Huaide.

The steel rolling mill is a large factory with ten thousand people, and Madianji is a large village with thousands of households on the outskirts of Beijing. If the people of Madianji dare to fight to the death, the workers of the steel rolling mill will certainly not dare.

The militia is the backbone of both sides. No one will use it or dare to use it.

After all, the steel rolling mill has lost its life-threatening energy. With Madianji's support, Li Shengli can no longer care about Li Huaide in August or September next year.

As a prankster, unless Li Huaide doesn't go home, he won't be able to defeat the young and old in Madianji.

Having made up his mind, Li Shengli breathed a sigh of relief. He had made an agreement with Deputy Factory Director Li tomorrow about exchanging mutton for the iron pond, and he could not stay in Madianji.

Li Huaide could know about his relationship with Madianji, but forgetting the workers at the steel rolling mill, who knew who would come?
As for whether it will happen or not, it will definitely happen. The exchange of mutton for iron pond is completely unplanned.

Although steel is also a scarce material, it is inferior to mutton.

"Let's drink tea..."

Seeing that Li Shengli had come to his senses, Ma Fengxia, who was sitting next to him, pushed the tea cup on the table.

"Xiao Hu and the others haven't come back yet?
There are old clothes in the granary, go and pick out some. Who would shiver in rags? "

Looking at the already dark sky outside, Li Shengli pursed his lips and nodded at Ma Fengxia, who was wearing a patchwork slanted skirt.

Perhaps for Ma Fengxia, wearing a cotton-padded jacket with only cuffs and a few patches on the front is already good enough.

But if it doesn’t work for Li Shengli, it’s just like future generations who need famous watches, luxury cars, and luxury goods to do business.

A piece of clothing without patches is like a frightening tiger or wolf skin. The old saying of respecting the shirt before respecting others is very effective at the bottom.

The uncle, uncle, brother, and sister entered the city without patches. Can’t they even muster the courage to speak?
Nowadays, people have a tough waist, but comparisons are everywhere. Even if it is a patch on the body, you still have to see if it is suitable or not.

Put a white patch on your black clothes. When you go to a crowded place in winter, the patch is guaranteed to be hot.

"I haven't come back yet. I'm wearing this outfit quite well. I always wore this outfit in the winter when I was in school.

I can’t tell, but you are still a generalist and understand mechanical principles? "

Ma Fengxia is not embarrassed about the clothes she wears. This is considered a good cotton-padded jacket in the village. Although her face is a bit ruined, when she made the cotton-padded jacket, she used new cotton.

"I know a little bit, I just saw it when I was reading.

Just when you go to the old branch secretary to report the situation, take this pamphlet with you. Don't lose it. This is the livelihood of the village.

I guess the old party secretary has to have a meeting tonight. You go to eat first and ask Wang Jixiang to come over later. I'm scared to be alone in the courtyard. "

Glancing at Li Shengli who was talking casually, Ma Fengxia stood up to leave, but was stopped by Li Shengli, who took two steamed buns before leaving the yard.

White flour steamed buns can only be eaten during the Chinese New Year. Last year during the Chinese New Year, Ma Fengxia’s family only ate steamed buns with pickled vegetables, and she didn’t even feel full.

Not long after Ma Fengxia left, Wang Jixiang entered the yard with a red tassel gun. Looking at the luggage roll hanging on his back, he would be keeping vigil here tonight.

"What? You sleep on the street at night, and here you come with a straw curtain?
I went to find the old branch secretary and took Ma Xiaobao and the others with me in the evening to pick out a few sets of clothes each.

For Ma Fengxia, you can also pick out ten or eight sets for her, both men and women. These clothes are all on my account, and I will make up for them in two days.

Tell the old branch secretary, I don’t need anyone to keep vigil, and it will have a bad influence, so get out of here with your luggage..."

The three people who listened to the wall last night couldn't live with the old party secretary Wang Shengting. They didn't need to keep vigil for the past two days, and no one dared to come to the yard here again.

"Uncle Li, the branch secretary said that I can't leave until Brother Xiao and the others come back, or they will break my legs."

Looking at Wang Jixiang standing at the door holding a red tassel gun, Li Shengli shook his head. The old party secretary had been bitten by a snake and had been afraid of well ropes for ten years.

Wang Jixiang, who was standing guard with a luggage roll on his back, didn't wait long before Xiao Hu and his party came back.

"I'm not active in eating, and I have a problem with my thinking. Come back early next time, and don't delay my meal. You'll all be hungry after waiting.

Hurry up, don't be stunned, pack up and eat.

Wang Jixiang, don’t run away, please eat before leaving..."

He stopped Wang Jixiang, who wanted to run away, and had a reasonably satisfying dinner.

After dinner, Wang Jixiang and Ma Xiaobao were sent away to pick out clothes, and they briefly asked about the situation of Xiao Hu, Ma Xiaobao and others.

Xiao Hu nodded, which meant that Ma Xiaobao and others were available. Counting Brother Zhao Youxi, Li Shengli felt that the manpower around him was almost enough.

When going out to start a fight, three or five tough guys can hold down dozens of people. Seven or eight of them together, as long as they don't use firearms, can basically be regarded as a small team that can even travel on the street.

(End of this chapter)