Siheyuan: I earned foreign exchange in the heyday

Understanding the importance of Chen Changan, Uncle Nie said again, "It's okay if you don't go to the motorcycle factory. You can look at the factories in the city and choose any one you like.

Just tell me which factory you like, as long as it can earn foreign exchange."

After hearing what Uncle Nie said, Chen Changan fell silent again.

Chen Changan knew clearly that the Northwest had only completed the first phase of the mission.

There are still many difficult tasks ahead. After all, even if you have weapons in your hands, you can't fight them.

Therefore, more foreign exchange will definitely be needed in the future. This shows that Mr. Nie is very familiar with this aspect.

After tasting the sweetness, they arranged for Uncle Nie to come back to earn money in the northwest.

Chen Changan thought about it and really didn't know what kind of factory there could be in the old city that had the ability to export and earn foreign exchange.

Textiles? Forget it. There's not enough for our own use. Even if we export them, they're just silk and the like.

The production volume is originally small, and Chen Changan doesn’t need to make this thing.

Steel? There is no special steel, just ordinary steel, which no one wants either.

Making wine? There is not enough food to eat, so how can we make wine? How is that possible?

It seems that apart from the arms, there won’t be anything good to export.

But how much can arms be sold for in retail? And in large-scale arms trading, it doesn't mean that if your equipment is good and the price is cheap, I will buy your stuff.

There are political reasons for this, and we don't have anything particularly good in terms of weapons at the moment.

At least there is nothing that the dog owner would like, except for the one just completed in the northwest. That thing will not be sold to the public.

Chen Changan, who really couldn't think of anything, could only helplessly shake his head at Uncle Nie.

Uncle Nie immediately sighed.

The country is still poor, and it has nothing. It will take many years of struggle to restore the broken mountains and rivers that we have taken over to their former glory.

Uncle Nie left helplessly. Chen Changan stood there, watching Uncle Nie's car go away.

Chen Changan really wanted to help Uncle Nie, but unfortunately Chen Changan was really powerless.

After lying in bed for a whole night, Chen Changan couldn't think of any solution.

Think about the future, Chinese manufacturing is all over the world. In this era, only a few products can earn foreign exchange.

When it was daybreak, Chen Changan got up and went straight to the pharmaceutical factory.

Chen Changan was still eating breakfast in the cafeteria when Pu Lao rushed over with a newspaper again.

"Changan, it worked, it worked."

Chen Changan was shocked when he saw Pu Lao's appearance. Seeing Pu Lao like this, he might have developed some kind of unique magic medicine.

As a result, I saw the newspaper in Pu Lao's hand and saw a picture in the most conspicuous position.

It's really fast, the report came out so quickly. But when I think about it, it's reasonable.

At least it can deter foreign enemies and boost national confidence.

However, Chen Changan was not as happy as Pu Lao.

One is that it comes from later generations, and we already know that this will definitely succeed.

Second, I met Uncle Nie last night and knew about it early on.

But looking at Mr. Pu and the workers in the cafeteria, they were all jumping around happily like children.

Chen Changan also laughed cooperatively.

He said to Mr. Pu, "There are still many people who don't know. Hurry up and find Deputy Director Hou and ask the Propaganda Department to use the loudspeaker to broadcast it so that the whole factory can be happy."

Seeing Pu Lao excitedly holding Chen Changan's hand and nodding continuously.

Chen Changan turned around and shouted, "Nan Yi, Director Nan. The cafeteria will have extra food today. Please give us some more braised pork and hairtail fish."

Everyone is happy today, so we will give the people in the factory an extra meal. If you don’t want to eat in the cafeteria, you can take it back.

We can't help with anything else, but we can still help everyone have a good meal and have some fun together."

Nan Yi poked his head out from the kitchen and agreed.

Fortunately, Chen Changan mentioned it early and we still had time to prepare, otherwise we would have been in a mess.

After hearing the conversation between Chen Changan and Nan Yi, the workers in the cafeteria suddenly cheered even louder.

Chen Changan smiled. It seemed that braised pork was more popular among the workers.

As the announcer read out the contents of the newspaper and the factory director's decision to add extra meals, the cheers in the factory reached their peak.

The workers who got off the night shift were still a little disappointed. After all, the decision had just been made and the canteen had not yet prepared the meat.

If you want to eat the braised pork, you have to wait until the evening. If you want to take it home, you have to wait until tomorrow.

For the first time, many workers who work for night shift subsidies feel that working night shifts also has disadvantages.

Just when the night shift workers had almost left and Chen Changan was about to inspect the territory, Uncle Nie arrived at the pharmaceutical factory.

We chatted for such a long time in Uncle Nie's car last night, and as a result, Uncle Nie came directly to the pharmaceutical factory to find Chen Changan early this morning.

This is a pharmaceutical factory after all, so it is not convenient for Uncle Nie to come in and inspect directly.

After all, it is not a system, and some things still need to be done for other leaders to see.

Chen Changan walked out of the factory and got into Uncle Nie’s car again.

"You little comrade, I was fooled by your pessimistic remarks last night.

This time I realized it, aren't you, Chen Changan, the best at giving advice?

Then give the motorcycle factory another idea and see if there is any way to change this situation."

Seeing that Uncle Nie still refused to give up on the motorcycle factory, Chen Changan said helplessly.

"Uncle Nie, I am a human being. There are some things that cannot be helped.

It's not that I'm pessimistic, but all the conditions are not met, and this war cannot be fought at all."

Uncle Nie still did not give up, and said, "If there are no conditions, we have to create them. Do we have to just wait to die?

We have strictly controlled the quality of our motorcycles, changed the appearance, and changed the brand. Do you think we still have a chance?"

After hearing what Uncle Nie said, Chen Changan immediately looked at Uncle Nie in confusion.

Last night, Uncle Nie still knew nothing about the so-called market economy.

It is not even clear why the motorcycle factory can no longer earn foreign exchange.

As a result, Chen Changan explained to him that he had such an idea so early this morning.

It really made Chen Changan look at him with new eyes.

Although the idea is naive and somewhat unreliable, at least this way of thinking is no longer that of a planned economy.

Chen Changan said, "Uncle Nie, it's not that motorcycles are bad, and motorcycles do have limitations after all.

The best place to sell motorcycles is actually a place with a large population and a moderately bad economy.

There are only a few countries that meet the criteria of being a populous country. Motorcycles are only found in our country, and they are quite rare.

But abroad, it is just a common means of transportation.

If you really want to earn foreign exchange, then don’t go into motorcycles, go straight into cars, that’s the way to go.”