Pamper Eighties

At noon, Feng Yimin returned home for dinner, and the whole family was there. Madam Feng brought Mengmeng a bowl of egg custard and sat down to inquire with her eldest son: "I heard that there is another liar in our village. What did that liar tell you? No one in our village was fooled?"

Feng Yimin was still holding a glass of Moutai and was about to take two sips, but he put down the glass in a funny way and said: "Mom, that person is not a liar, didn't I tell you yesterday? A high-profile customer came and gave us all the fruit in the house. Well, the person who came today is the high-roller, he is a second-order dealer who specializes in buying and selling fruits, but the price he paid is a bit low, and the people in our village do not agree to sell fruit to him."

Madam Feng had never seen the fruit guy herself, but heard a few villagers in the grocery store saying that since she was not a liar, she had nothing to worry about, and comforted her eldest son by saying, "The fruits in our village are all It's high-quality goods, and no one will sell it if the price is low. You earned more than 30,000 yuan from a trip yesterday, and when all our fruit is sold out, how much will it cost?"

Feng Yimin is not as optimistic as his mother. He sells fruit by himself, but it is easy to turn around. No matter how much he produces, he even hires a car to transport it to the provincial capital. Anyway, the quality of his fruit is among the best in the whole village. I don't worry about not being able to sell it, but if the fruits in the whole village add up, the quantity will be huge. With so many fruits on the market at the same time, it will be difficult to find a market. Don't worry, but other people in the village have also planted so many fruits, and seeing that so many fruits are about to ripen, if they can't be sold, won't they rot in the ground?"

Madam Feng has been a farmer all her life, and she felt the same way and said: "That's true, your brother's family has also planted a lot, and the mouse family who lives opposite our door also has a good harvest this year. The more food there is, the more it can’t be sold at the price. If there are too many things, people should lower the price, and it will be worthless. If you have time, you should go to the provincial capital and find a market for the fruits of our village.”

The two adults are worried there. It is difficult to be a farmer. Not only depends on the weather, but also depends on luck to sell the agricultural products at a good price. Farmers understand farmers best. I can't help but feel worried for the people in the same village. Facing the delicious food on the table, I can't even put my chopsticks down.

Mengmeng sat on the edge and saw it, she tilted her head and thought, and suddenly a few words popped out of her mouth: "Video room."

Madam Feng came back to her senses immediately, and said with concern, "Dear baby, what are you talking about? Do you want to watch the video? Later, when we finish eating, grandma will show it to you, darling. Eat quickly."

Madam Feng coaxed Mengmeng, and said to her eldest son: "Yimin, don't think too much, the big deal is to let them sell it cheaply. Compared with before, they still make a lot of money. You see, when our video hall first opened, didn't anyone in the village like it? What if I didn't know they were talking behind their backs? Now you look at it again, people from the nearby towns and villages come every day. Come to send money to our video room, ten dollars to watch a movie is not a big deal, so I said, making money is such a thing, it can't come in a hurry, when God is willing to take care of you, it will just I brought it to the door by myself. The video room is a good thing, and watermelon is also a good thing. Good things will not be buried. Look at the video rooms opened by your father and the old Zhang family. There is one location that is quite remote. , someone still came to see it."

When Mrs. Feng said these words, the expression on her face was indescribable. Her family's video room in the provincial capital was like a money printing machine. As soon as it was turned on, the money would come crashing down. , Even the video room in the hillside of her house still has a good business. Now, the people in the village can no longer say a word of gossip, so why not make Mrs. Feng proud?

Feng Yimin was still furrowing his brows just now, but suddenly he had an idea, yes, if the old Feng family can do business with the old Zhang family, can the people in their village also do business together? As long as you are a partner, you have one heart, and you don’t have to worry about any of the villagers being dissatisfied. Everyone makes money and loses money together. No one can say a bad word, but the doorway here needs to be carefully thought out. , Feng Yimin was so excited in his heart that he didn't even eat, and sat there in a daze.

Mrs. Feng quickly found out that something was wrong with him. She stretched out her hand and shook it in front of him, then pushed his arm and said, "Yimin, what are you still thinking about? Hurry up to eat, if you don't eat, it will be soon. It's cold."

"Oh, eat and eat." Feng Yimin picked up his rice bowl and began to lick his mouth. He was thinking about the partnership, and he didn't even taste the taste of the food. He quickly filled his stomach, so he pushed After getting his job, he stood up and ran into the brigade like a gust of wind. He immediately summoned a few village officials for a meeting. After a group of people studied the whole afternoon, things finally came to a head.

However, he was still a little uncertain. When Old Man Feng returned home in the evening, Feng Yimin told his father about his plan. Sure enough, Jiang was still old and hot, and Old Man Feng understood as soon as he heard it. What? He knows the production team best, and can tell him one, two, three, or four right away, and combined with his own business experience, he really gave his eldest son a lot of ideas, and finally said with wisdom. : "Yimin, it's good for you to have this idea. As the saying goes, an arm can't bend a thigh, and a person's strength is always limited. If everyone in our village can twist into a rope and put their strength in one place, then The future will be incredible. Helping the people in the village to get rich is also helping our own family get rich. Everyone is a grasshopper on a rope. If something goes wrong, no one can run away, so you have to be careful not to let others catch you. Zhu Xiaopi said that you are walking the old road, and the situation outside is not yet clear. Our family can't take this risk. Otherwise, if something happens, the whole family will suffer together with you. Your position as the leader, That is the most important thing, so much fruit, so much money, you have to hold it tightly in your own hands, if you let it out, you will be passive, do you know what I mean?"

The old man Feng said cryptically, but Feng Yimin's heart was like a mirror. He has been the village chief for a few years, and he is still very clear about the Taoism here, so he said gratefully: "Dad, I know what to do. Now, this plan is like a boat. It has to pull the whole village up and let me, the leader, take the helm. If we can catch big fish, the whole village will make a lot of money. All our Everyone unites, and I’m not afraid that someone will cause trouble, I’ll go and tell them tomorrow, as long as people in the village are not stupid, they will understand that this is only good for them, not bad.”

That night, Feng Yimin tossed and turned on the bed with a fiery heart, and he couldn't fall asleep. The road he was going to take was a completely different road. If he rushed out, he would be able to lead the whole village to become rich. He tossed and turned. In the middle of the night, when it was almost dawn, I couldn't hold my eyes closed. At dawn, I got up from the bed and finished eating in a hurry. Then I hurriedly ran to the brigade and turned on the radio to summon the whole village. Village representatives came to the meeting.

Feng Yimin didn't sleep much last night, but he is still in good spirits today. He stood on the chair with a loudspeaker and said loudly, "Folks, I called you here today for nothing else, just to sell the fruits in our village. Go. You all know in your heart that the watermelons in our village are about to ripen, and if you don’t sell them, you will lose them. The output of watermelons this year is more than last year, and there are so many more peaches. If we can't sell a lot of fruit, it's just fruit, and it can never be exchanged for money. What should we do? Several village cadres saw it in our eyes, and we were very anxious, so we thought about it for a long time and finally came up with the idea. I have come up with a solution, and now I want to hear the opinions of the villagers."

When Feng Yimin said this, he deliberately paused for a moment. He looked around among the villagers and found that they all pricked up their ears and stared at him. Selling fruit was a major issue for the whole village to make money. They planted watermelons, and they couldn't help but pay attention to this matter.

The villagers were listening and found that the village chief had stopped talking, and soon some villagers urged them impatiently: "Village chief, don't give up. Ah, say it so that everyone can discuss it together, as long as the fruit can be sold, we will listen to you."

The villagers next to them also shouted: "Yes, the village chief, don't betray you. Hurry up and say it."

Seeing everyone's eager eyes, Feng Yimin had confidence in his heart, and then he said slowly: "Now we only have orders from the few units in the provincial capital, and only a few are sold. Thousands of watermelons, there are still tens of thousands left. Those tourists alone can't consume that much. The fruit sellers who came to our village yesterday also saw it. They can only sell them cheaply, and the difference in the middle is all Let them earn it. Those watermelons and peaches are all grown by our hard work, and all we earn is our hard-earned money. Do you think we are willing to sell them to them? It must not. It's the same, our village cadres have been helping to find sales these days, but only the second-order dealers can eat so many watermelons and peaches in our village, and they can only sell for thirty-five cents at most. I knew that you were unwilling to sell the watermelon, so we didn’t agree. Our village cadres were also worried, so we discussed whether we could organize the watermelons of the villagers and ship them out to sell together, and we would produce our own. Selling it yourself, isn't it more profitable than those second-order dealers?"

The villagers didn't quite understand it at first, and some villagers said, "Village chief, it's good to be brave, our village organizes the sales by ourselves, and the money we make is our own, just a dime. There is no need to divide it with outsiders, this idea is really good, I am the first to agree."

The other villagers also thought this idea was a good idea, and just as they were about to agree, they heard Feng Yimin say: "Folks, you still don't understand what I mean, there are nearly 100,000 watermelons and tens of thousands of peaches in our village. , with so many fruits on the market at the same time, the price will drop immediately. Whose fruit should we sell first? At that time, everyone wants to sell first and get the money first, so it is time to quarrel or even fight. Isn't it just creating conflicts out of thin air? So we can't let this matter go to pieces, we must unite, and every household must sign and take a note, expressing your agreement to sell fruit like this, and then it can do it."

Feng Yimin cleared his throat and continued: "Our plan is like this, the watermelons in the whole village are based on size and quality, and a standard is set for them, and the money is calculated uniformly according to the standard. If you don’t count, where does the money come from? That is, each of you voluntarily contributes, for example, my family contributes 1,000 yuan and your family contributes 2,000 yuan. The money is finally used to buy the watermelons of the villagers, and then We will sell it together again, and the money we earn will be distributed to you according to the proportion of your investment. If you invest more, you will earn more. If you invest less, you will definitely earn less. Those who don’t invest are not eligible to share. What's the benefit? Let me tell you, the biggest benefit is fairness. The quality of watermelon is standardized, and you can sell it for as much as you want. As long as you sell the watermelon, you can get the money immediately. This is fairness. Don’t worry about the people who made the investment. Although you made the money, the money you earn from selling the watermelons will also be distributed to you in proportion, so this is also fair. This is our way of thinking. If everyone agrees, we will be established. A cooperative, then rent a stall at the farmers' market in the provincial capital, and then organize vehicles to transport it, specializing in selling the fruits of our Taoyuan Village, so as to control the profit of the fruit from the source and ensure that it can earn All the money is earned back, what do you think? If you have any thoughts in your heart, you can say it now.”

As soon as Feng Yimin's words were finished, the villagers seemed to blow up the pot. This idea could be unprecedented. None of them had heard of such a novel plan. It sounded really good, but let them These farmers pay, which is more distressing than cutting their meat. The villagers immediately hesitated, and they all lowered their voices and whispered below.

One of the villagers said embarrassingly, "Village chief, your idea is indeed quite good. By uniting our entire village, we can really earn back all the money we should earn, but let us contribute and pay back. We want to open a cooperative. We have never touched this thing before. Anyway, we grow watermelons ourselves, so why do we have to spend money to buy them? Isn't it more straightforward to share money directly? Every household will take as much as they sell, so that's fair, and we don't need to spend money to buy it. Why do you make it so complicated?"

This villager was able to say what everyone wanted to say. After hearing what he said, the other villagers suddenly became quiet and looked at Feng Yimin in unison, wanting to hear what he would say.

Feng Yimin had long anticipated the thoughts of the villagers, so he patiently analyzed: "Folks, you have only seen the surface of the matter, and you are only half right. Indeed, it is more refreshing to directly pull it out and sell it, but doing it this way is more refreshing. The risk is too great. The watermelons don’t ripen at the same time, and there are differences in size and quality. The outside guests have to choose their goods. If we can sell them for 50 cents a pound today, we can only sell them tomorrow. At 40 cents a pound, are you willing to accept the price difference? The market price is changing every day, not to mention that it is approaching May 1st, how many fruits will be pulled from all over the world, in case this There are also watermelons and peaches in it. They must compete with us. How much they can sell for in the end is hard to say. You see that others sell more expensively than you and receive more money than you. It must be unbalanced in the mind.”

Feng Yimin simply counted an economic account for them with his fingers: "We hire vehicles, rent stalls, and send trusted people to be responsible for shouting and selling. All these require capital. Who in the village is willing to do it for others for nothing? I’m afraid no one wants to? So we have to learn from a famous teacher and set up a cooperative. Everyone has a share, so that everyone can be of one mind. If you sell the watermelon, you don’t have to worry about not being able to sell the price in the end, because at the beginning Once you get the money, the people who put the money in can also share the money proportionally. Isn’t this better than fighting alone? We are not only planting watermelons this year, we will continue to plant next year, and there are other With so many fruits, it can be said that our Taoyuan Village is already a fruit producing area in the nearby Shili Baxiang. We have to take a long-term view. With a cooperative, we can sell according to this rule every year, and we can guarantee the people in our village. We can have a harvest every year. This is our idea. What do you all say about your views? Whether you want to contribute or not depends on your own will. The elderly and children can get the money to sell watermelons, which is a good thing."

After listening to Feng Yimin's description, the villagers completely understood what he wanted to do. The cooperative sounded very promising. They thought to themselves, if they sold the watermelons to the cooperative, they would get money immediately, and wait for the watermelons to be sold. We can get money again and ensure fairness for everyone. Where can we find such a good thing? The villagers have some agreement in their hearts, and a clever villager tentatively said: "Village chief, you are so It seems to be quite reliable, so how much money do we villagers get?"

Feng Yimin bent his lips and compared himself and said, "Since this idea was conceived by our village cadres, then we have to set an example for the villagers. For example, if my family can spend 8,000 yuan, so can accountant Zhang's family. 5,000 yuan, 3,000 yuan from Comrade Guoqiang, and 1,000 yuan from Comrade Lihua. According to your own strength and will, you can share as much as you want, and then you can share more when you make money. "

Feng Yimin's family has a lot of money. If he wants to, he can buy all the watermelons in the whole village by himself, and the money he earns does not need to be divided with the villagers. But if he really does this, then He is the head of the village. How can the villagers want to watch all the money earned by his family? In the countryside, whether a person is doing well depends not only on how much property his family has, but also on how much money his family has. His reputation as a person, so he can't be an old landlord to exploit the people in the village. If you want to make a fortune, you have to make it together, so that you can unite the strength of the whole village, and their old Feng family will not be used as a target. The old Feng family's life is wise.

The other villagers figured it out in their hearts. The sum of the contributions of these village cadres is more than 10,000 yuan. Then they can raise a lot of money from hundreds of households in the whole village. It seems that this The name of the cooperative is still very reliable. The villagers are attracted by the future profits, and they all agreed to it. This cooperative, they did it.

As the village chief's younger brother, Feng Lao Er took the lead and said, "I agree to set up this cooperative. My family doesn't have much money, so I just put in two thousand yuan. I'll be content to help our village sell the fruit."

He said this openly and immediately won the respect of the villagers. Then Feng Laosan also said that he would invest money in it, and several other active villagers also expressed their willingness to contribute. Everyone saw that someone was willing to take the lead, and the others The villagers also joined in one after another. In this way, your family gave out a few hundred, and my family gave out a few hundred. The cooperative was actually established. Everyone pressed their fingerprints and paid the money. smiling, full of expectations for the future of the cooperative.