In Momo, Tao talks to Aqiao.
Song Xing is still discussing with all kinds of hesitant and timid villagers
"But not many people in this brigade can make vermicelli."
What will be done here is not the kind of random pick-up. Although they have not done it, they know that this kind of work will definitely not work.
"It’s not for you to get each see Fang understand? Together, this branch has a high efficiency, and this washing sweet potato peeling and grinding pot is separated from the brigade, so many people can always find it out. "
"That this will not be accepted in the city …"
"This market is to find out, and I am afraid that I will really wait for people to feed you money?"
Song Xing said impatiently, and clapped his hands after roughly saying it.
"That’s about it. I’ll agree here and disagree there. Anyway, this time you don’t agree, and then our brigade will be like this."
"Anyway, all of us agree that you want to work in the fields for a generation and live on that purchase price, but I don’t want to."
"Who wants to?"
"Song Xing, you are a thief."
"Who doesn’t want money here?"
Everyone complains a little bit and divides it into two parts.
Momo peach took Aqiao and ran in the direction of Qu Jia.
"I agree with you, too." Momo Tao was eager.
"Then I agree." Aqiao raised his hand.
Shop = money = better life.
After seeing the success, I won’t miss the children. Aqiao is steadfast on their side.
At the same time, those scattered cubs didn’t know what was going on, so they saw Momo peach waving and came running one by one.
Several adults can’t help but roll their eyes, especially those who don’t agree with others’ heads. A few cubs are still invisible.
But fortunately, I didn’t count it carefully, and the situation was clear at a glance.
Even if these children are not included, the majority agree.
However, although these people agree, they can’t help but think of the silence in previous years because they have suffered from lack of money.
Although they don’t know whether they can succeed this time, they still want to try one.
But whether it succeeds or not this time, it is the choice of the people.
This Xiangyang Brigade Fan Square was formally established.
Although I want to say it’s a factory, Song Xing still knows that it was called a factory at the beginning according to this scale, but it will be laughed at if it is said out.
He won’t do it.
The establishment of this fan shop is a word, but it is very troublesome to do.
Choose a site, choose people as tools, choose sweet potatoes to settle accounts …
Although Song Xing is usually unreliable, he is still very concerned about this matter and has been busy since the second day after the meeting.
Compared with when I was in the field, it was two people
But these are all adult things, which are different from them who either eat or play with their babies.
"Little brother, little brother"
Early in the morning, Momo Peach ran to Lin Qinghe’s house next to her and waited until the hospital was slow.
"What are you doing?"
See there are many wooden barrels in their yard, all of which are white sediments.
"Momo peach is here?"
Lin Qinghe sat on a stool with a sweet potato and rubbed it in the basin until the sweet potatoes turned into dark white paste.
"I’m making sweet potato powder, so be careful."
Because of the mess in the yard, there are all kinds of wooden barrels and pots and some sweet potato residue
"Wow," Momo Tao was surprised. "Little brother, can you still do this?"
"I saw it in the park before," Lin Qinghe laughed. "Isn’t the brigade going to open a workshop? I thought about trying one first. "
If it fails, you can eat it yourself. Success is another happy event.
"Hey?" Momo peach came running and squatted beside him, wondering what he was trying.
"You see, the less the same catty of vermicelli, the lower the sweet potato flour will be, so the profit will be more when it is sold."
"In the same way, the more chewy and delicious it is, the bigger the vermicelli market will be and the better it will sell."
"The more delicious vermicelli is at the same price, the more popular it is …" Lin Qinghe explained to Momo Peach while grinding powder.
"hmm"
"oh"
Momo peach squatted on one side with a serious expression and kept echoing, which seemed to be very understandable.
Even if you look closely, you will find that her brow is blank.
What will do?
What system?
What profit?
Momo Tao doesn’t even know, but just nod his head.
"You speak very well."
At an early age, I have fully acquired the skill of fooling people.
In the crowd, the vermicelli workshop of Xiangyang Brigade was built little by little. Although people have not yet chosen it, the prototype is ready to start.
It has also become a new place for young children to play.
A group of babies of different ages pass by and guard the vermicelli factory every day, waiting for their official shipment.
However, I haven’t waited for the vermicelli workshop to start, but I have waited for a major news.
Like a bolt from the blue, let the energetic cubs instantly turn into the sun-dried grass in that field
There is no energy at all.
You have something to say.
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