Siheyuan: My name is Cao Xing, and I have a strong background

Seeing that they were in harmony, Qianzhuang said with a smile, "Xiao Cao, the people from our three divisions are quite enthusiastic, right?"

Cao Xing nodded and said, "The three brothers and sisters seem very approachable. I am honored to join the three groups."

"In that case, you can get acquainted with each other and then go home."

"Ah?" Cao Xing was stunned.

How come you just got off work?

Qian Zhuang slapped his mouth and quickly corrected himself: "It was a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue. I meant that you should get familiar with each other and then go out and find your own supplies."

Cao Xing thought to himself, you guys are really amazing, are the three groups just going to get by like this?

I chatted with the four of them for almost an hour before they each left.

Because they had to travel long distances to find supplies, the factory provided each person in the three groups with a bicycle.

However, the brakes failed, the chain was rusted, and the front handlebar was shaking violently. Cao Xing was quite disgusted, so he didn't take the lead and rode his bicycle out of the city.

Yes, he really wants to go out for a walk.

On his first day at work, with a salary of 42.5 yuan, the habits left over from his previous life still made him feel that he had to do his job well.

But then he saw the extent of the current shortage of supplies.

He went from village to village, and when the people there heard that he worked in a city unit, they avoided him as much as possible.

If Cao Xing talked about something else, he would still pay attention to him, but when he mentioned food and drink, he would turn around and leave.

It was useless even if he found the village secretary and the director of the commune, as they simply ignored him.

It was not until he arrived at a village 60 miles away from the city that he met the village secretary. Cao Xing, who had hit a wall before, hurried forward and handed over a box of Daqianmen.

"Uncle, smoke."

The middle-aged man's Zhongshan suit was a little white from washing, but it was still clean.

"Young man, I can't accept this cigarette without merit."

Cao Xing waved his hand quickly and said, "Uncle, just talk to me."

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment before putting the cigarette in his pocket.

"Okay, ask whatever you want."

Cao Xing took out another box of Daqianmen, opened it, took out two cigarettes, lit them for the middle-aged man first, and then said, "Uncle, I'm from the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill in the city... Hey... Hey, uncle, I'm not sending you cigarettes back home, you've got to take them all."

Seeing that there was no hope of returning the cigarette, the middle-aged man said, "Young man, I can't help you. I can't take the cigarette. You should take it back."

Cao Xing waved his hands and said, "Uncle, listen to me, I don't want to buy your stuff, I just want to talk to you."

"Really?"

"It's more real than the truth. Although I'm a buyer, I know it's difficult for you. I won't do anything like that."

The middle-aged man was stunned, then nodded and said, "Okay, anything is fine as long as you don't buy supplies."

Cao Xing breathed a sigh of relief. Along the way, when others heard that he was from a city unit, they ran away immediately without giving him a chance to speak.

"Uncle, what's your name? What village is this?"

The middle-aged man said: "My name is Qin Xuejun, and this is Qinjia Village."

"Hello, Uncle Qin. I'm Cao Xing from the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. You can just call me Xiao Cao. I just started working there yesterday."

Qin Xuejun suddenly realized, "Just joined? So that's the case. No wonder you came here."

"How can you say that, Uncle Qin?"

Qin Xuejun explained to him: "Since a year ago, various units in the city have sent personnel to the countryside every day to purchase supplies."

"Those people only bought meat before, but in the last few months, they bought whatever was available. They accepted everything as long as it was edible."

"After some investigation with the commune director Qin Baoguo and the village chief Qin Jianhua, we found that many villagers sold their secretly stored grain in order to get some money. This has caused the commune to face increasing pressure. Now, we can hardly afford to feed ourselves."

Cao Xing suddenly realized that in the past year or so, countless units in the city had sent people out, and their villages were all afraid.

Moreover, those people did not pay with their own money and were very generous. This made the villagers who were still earning work points in the village jealous.

Work points can only be exchanged for a few dollars throughout the year, but just selling some grain can cover a year's work.

This made the situation even more complicated. In some villages, people even stole things from the commune and sold them. Worse still, some people embezzled things from the commune. The secretary, director, and village chief protected each other and made a fortune.

However, such a thing did not happen in Qinjia Village, and in order to prevent such incidents, people from the city were strictly prohibited from entering the village.

Not only Qinjia Village, but other villages also do the same.

Therefore, Cao Xing was not welcomed wherever he went.

He finally understood why the other people from the three groups did not come out. Not only would they not get anything if they came out, they would even be scolded or beaten. It was a thankless job, so why did they come out?

After thinking this through, Cao Xing asked, "Uncle Qin, I see your village is surrounded by mountains on three sides. With mountains and water, I'm sure life must be much better."

Qin Xuejun said: "Hey, there is not much surplus food here. The village chief is leading the villagers to go up the mountain and down the river."

Cao Xing secretly lamented the difficulties people had in this era.

In his previous life, he often lamented the good welfare of the elderly. Some pensions were almost as much as his salary, which made him jealous.

But now he doesn't think so anymore. It's really not easy for people to survive this era!

Such people should enjoy the dividends brought by a prosperous country.

Cao Xing also knew that the Yellow River had suffered a serious flood disaster the year before last, coupled with the severe drought that began last year, people's lives were simply too difficult!

"Uncle Qin, can I open a farm here?"

Qin Xuejun was stunned and asked, "Private farm?"

He looked at Cao Xing as if he was a fool, meaning, do you still want to be a landlord?

Cao Xing smiled and said, "Uncle Qin, what are you thinking? To tell you the truth, I have a way to get a batch of pigs, cattle, sheep, chickens, ducks, geese and other poultry from the logistics department. I think this place is relatively secluded and surrounded by mountains on three sides, so raising these poultry will not be a problem."

Qin Xuejun's eyes lit up and he asked, "Then our Qinjia Village..."

Cao Xing waved his hand and said, "Uncle Qin, this farm is maintained by you. I will give you a pig and ten chickens every month as a reward. How about that?"

Qin Xuejun's eyes lit up when he heard this. He immediately and excitedly pulled Cao Xing into his house, made him some tea leaves, and ran out while shouting urgently.

"Xiao Cao, drink some water. Don't run. Don't run. I'm going to get the village chief and director. Remember, you must wait for me to come back!"

After saying this, he disappeared.

Cao Xing smiled and shook his head: "This village secretary is really impatient. He is so concerned about this matter before he even asks whether it is true or not."

But Cao Xing could also understand it. After all, if you give a table of delicious food to someone who has not been full for a long time, anyone would be very excited.

Cao Xing was not lying to him. Although he could transport the materials to the steel mill without anyone noticing, to be honest, this kind of thing still had to withstand investigation to be safe. Therefore, Qinjia Village, a remote village, came into his sight.