Taoyuan Mountain Village

Chapter 2102: Salt

Jiang Xiaoye returned with Xiaoya, looking at the bags of salt, even the lynx came over and licked a few leaked salt grains.

"Meow!"

After the little Ocelot was caught, he quickly looked up at Jiang Xiaoye.

"Don't look at me, slap your son." Jiang Xiaoye hugged the kitten and slapped it with a nice touch.

The bobcat continued to lick the salt to replenish the salt.

Jiang Xiaoye fell into deep thought as he watched so much salt. Sell it or give it away. It's simple to give it away. When the time comes, the collective money will be deducted. They don't need to pay for it individually, but the collective money will be less.

It's a little troublesome to sell.

Forget it, I'll give it to you first. If you sell it, it won't be easy to sell. These days, if you sell private salt, even if the top leaders pretend you can't see it, he has to keep a low profile.

Xiaoya went to work for help. School was not good at all. She sat and couldn't move, and she had to learn to write and read.

"Secretary Xiao Ye, you, what did you do in the county?" Wang Niansheng ran over and quickly asked Jiang Xiaoye. He was worried that Jiang Xiaoye would be detained.

"Speaking of salt, I don’t know how to use such a good place as Xiaofeng Salt Field. If I don’t use it, I use it. Now the name of Xiaofeng Salt Field has been changed to Lugu Salt Field. Xiaofeng Brigade is also a villager in Lugu Village. It belongs to Lugu Village, but there is no conflict between them and ours. Welfare treatment and work production are separated."

Jiang Xiaoye put down the small cat in his arms, Xiao Pang jumped up flexibly.

"You are too dirty!" Jiang Xiaoye grabbed Xiao Pang by his neck disgustingly, and threw it out. The dog ran around. The land of this age is a bit dirty, because there are so many people here, and some old people feel that urine can make the land fertile.

This little fat dog can't wear shoes.

"Wang?" Xiaopang turned his head and looked at himself, dazed, isn't it dirty? Turning to look at the dam in the distance, happily wagging his tail and ran away.

Wang Niansheng is still in a sluggish state.

What did Secretary Xiao Ye say? Is Xiaofeng Salt Field turned into Lugu Salt Field? Moreover, how did Xiaofeng Team become Lugu Team? This, what is going on?

When is this kind of thing as simple as drinking saliva?

How could people be willing?

"Secretary Xiao Ye, they hide so much salt, you take over, if you are reported, you will be responsible, you, you are confused, their brigade is not clean now, and a strange brigade, where is it so simple? Manager? They bully outsiders, you, you..."

Wang Nian was angrily speechless.

Because he thought about it, aren't they? The people they came almost overwhelmed the original people in Lugu Village, and gave him the village chief, but they really didn't mean to live in the magpie's nest.

Instead, they completely regarded this place as their own home. They are migrants, and now they are villagers of Lugu Village.

"It's okay. The county magistrate and secretaries probably know the situation, but pretend they don’t know. Someone has already reported it, but was rushed back. Don’t worry, as long as we don’t go to the county town to sell salt. It's fine to sell salt."

Jiang Xiaoye is very emboldened. The county will die, and the city will also protect it.

For nothing else, it is his first salt field.

He has this strength, the county is very clear, the city also believes that he has this strength, after all, ghost places like Lugu Village have been driven to become super gods.

People are still hungry, they have already considered eating meat.

"why?"

Wang Niansheng was stunned, why can this be? Isn't this shelter?

"Why? It is impossible to starve those people to death. The times are different. As long as the people can eat, many policies will be liberalized. Next year, you will find that many things are liberalized. By the way, if you want to distribute salt, how much is appropriate for each household?"

Jiang Xiaoye motioned for the bags of salt.

Wang Niansheng was puzzled. He heard that the salt was about to be divided. He hesitated and said: "How about a few catties for the family, we have more salt, but this money must be recorded in the collective account, otherwise it will be unclear. Yes, your elder sister is not easy to calculate."

If there is no separation between public and private, the accounts will be messed up, and then it will really be a mess.

Jiang Xiaoye nodded and said: "Accounts are indeed going to be like this, but a few catties are not enough. Let's consider the population. Let's calculate this way. Children are three catties, the elderly are three catties, and the other adults are all ten catties. , Too much can make them castrate meat and pickles."

What can you do with three or two catties?

Eunuch meat or pickles?

Wang Niansheng feels that his blood pressure is a little high. How wasteful is this?

Marinated meat, pickled vegetables? I don't know how many people can't eat salt at all. It would be nice to have a sweet potato.

"We have a lot of salt, so it's a deal. When work is over in the afternoon, we will divide the salt, Secretary He, Secretary He, come here!" Jiang Xiaoye saw the secretary of the Xiaohe family brigade passing by in the distance, and immediately shouted.

Secretary He, who was far and far away, just heard it. Seeing Jiang Xiaoye beckoning, he felt inexplicably hallucinating.

You can only hear it if you shout so far, right? Why is the voice so small, but I can hear it so clearly.

"Secretary Xiao Ye, do you sell salt?" Secretary He was very envious when he saw the packets of salt behind him. The life in Lugu Village was simply too moist.

They can buy salt, but they don't buy much at one time, and they usually need tickets.

It is also very troublesome to want to buy more.

"What are you selling? In order to thank you Xiaohe's team for their help, I decided to send you three hundred catties of salt. When you go back in the afternoon, I will find someone to carry it back and share it with you."

Without Secretary He, Jiang Xiaoye would be troublesome for many tasks.

"No way, no way, no way, too many, too many, we are just so little people." He Shufu smiled.

"That's it. We will send more to other brigade. After all, everyone is short of salt. Now it is different. In the future, I will come to Lugu Village if there is a shortage of salt."

Jiang Xiaoye didn't care about this at all. People followed him and naturally ate their own meat and gave them some soup.

"Then I'm not welcome, I will thank Secretary Xiao Ye for the Xiaohe family team, thank you Comrade Wang Niansheng, thank you Lugu Village!" If you want to buy three hundred catties of salt, you will need a lot of money.

They are not Lugu Village, but they don't have so much money to buy.

I can only begin to study how to repay.

"Let's stop being polite, and we will find someone to give you three hundred catties later."

"it is good!"

A few hundred catties of salt is nothing.

At the same time, there were still people eyeing Lugu Village, but it was not the salt of Lugu Village, but the camera!

Anderson’s team has successfully sold Lugu Village’s Polaroid camera news to the largest camera company in country F!

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