The World: Tu Ziqiang's Counterattack

Early on Monday morning, Cai Xiaoguang reported to the sawmill wearing Cai Baojian's ancestral big padded jacket with a No. [-] wire tied around his waist with a tragic face.

His small body is obviously not as burly as his father's, even with the big padded jacket tied with No. [-] thread, he is still rattling on his body...

Then, the first thing he does when he goes to work is to go home and change into clothes that can be seen...

Only then did he suddenly realize why his father had been holding back his laughter all morning.

Cai Xiaoguang, who was wearing a big padded jacket and two cotton trousers tied to Line [-], was carrying Tu Ziqiang's Shanghai brand artificial leather bag home to change clothes, his unreliable father did not go to work, but waited at home to watch the fun.

"What position have you been assigned to?" Cai Baojian asked while sitting on the sofa.

"Porter," Cai Xiaoguang curled his lips, "Newcomers must start as porters..."

Cai Baojian pursed his lips and looked at his son without speaking.

"And the secretary of the Red Star Mutual Aid Association..." Cai Xiaoguang confessed that he couldn't hide it from the old fox.

"Qiangzi asked me to go home and change into attractive clothes, and then send invitation letters to various bureaus..." Cai Xiaoguang looked at his father with a stinky face, "Dad, you knew he wouldn't let me really carry logs, right? "

"The work is rough..." Cai Baojian said to himself, "I thought he would take you there, you two need to dress in the same way. I didn't expect him to trust you."

"So? Dad, aren't you holding back to watch my jokes?" Cai Xiaoguang widened his eyes, feeling that he had wrongly blamed his father.

"Of course not, I'm so boring..." Cai Baojian resolutely denied his son's unreliable conjecture.

"Who have you invited?" Cai Baojian's eyes drifted to the leather bag.

"The Bureau of Light Industry, the Bureau of Heavy Industry, the Bureau of Agriculture, and the Bureau of Commerce..." Cai Xiaoguang sat next to his father and reported the names of the dishes, "The meat joint factory, slaughterhouse, breeding farm, transportation brigade..."

"No more? That's not right!" Cai Baojian frowned, his gaze drifted upwards.

"I definitely can't invite you..." Cai Xiaoguang curled his lips, "Tu Ziqiang is not stupid, you have already stated that you can only acquiesce, how can I invite you?"

"It's not me," Cai Baojian turned his head to look at his son, "You heard the overall structure and operating principle of the Red Star Mutual Aid that day, don't you think there is still a key link missing?"

"Huh?" Cai Xiaoguang pursed his lips in thought.

"The mutual aid club is like a pressurized well in the countryside. If you want to pressurize the water, you must first pour in a scoop of water." Cai Baojian tapped his temple lightly with his fingers, "Where is the first scoop of water now?"

"Use furniture for it?" Cai Xiaoguang tried to guess, "Pull your tiger skin and force each unit to use their own materials to replace office furniture?"

"They don't lack wood, so they can put it on first, but just his dozen or so carpenters? How much furniture can they make?" Cai Baojian curled his lips.

"Then, Dad, what were you thinking before? How do you think Qiangzi found this first ladle of water?" Cai Xiaoguang thought for a long time and couldn't think of an answer, so he began to ask Dad for advice.

"What about your father? Did you turn your elbow out just after you got to work?" Cai Baojian smiled contemptuously.

But I was thinking in my heart: I am so curious too!I didn't see that today's class is not on, so I'm waiting for news here!

"Oh……"

Cai Xiaoguang is gone...

This old man has to hang him, if you are in a hurry, he will sell out endlessly!Ignore him, we are all working people, we have to love our jobs and work hard!

"Hey~~~" Cai Baojian hesitated to speak, then sighed again and didn't say anything.

This kid, it really won't be fun when he grows up!

"My fellow, do you want furniture?" Luo Shibin squatted at the head of the village in a big padded jacket with his arms folded.

"How do you sell it?" the old farmer asked Samo in a low voice.

"No money..." Luo Shibin grinned and showed his big white teeth.

"Get out!" The old farmer raised his eyebrows, glared at the two fools, turned and left.

"Hey, why don't you believe me..." Luo Shibin stared wide-eyed, took out the letter of introduction from his pocket and shook it, "Come on, take a look, do you know how to read?"

The old farmer dubiously took the letter of introduction, the words he didn't recognize, and the red prince's seal underneath was dazzling.

How many people have the guts to dig their official seals these days?

"Have you seen it clearly?" Luo Shibin asked, holding his arms and stretching his head.

"I can't read..." The old farmer looked left and right for a long time, and sighed.

"My mother, if you don't know how to read, you didn't say it earlier!" Luo Shibin stretched out his hand and wanted to grab it.

"The secretary of the brigade knows me!" The old farmer put the letter of introduction in his arms, and his other hand like iron pincers firmly grabbed Luo Shibin, "Don't try to run away!"

"Me! Why should I run! Can I run?" Luo Shibin cocked his neck.

He subconsciously wanted to run away, but later he realized that he is a person of status today, not a second-hand dealer.

In the brigade, the brigade secretary looked at the letter of introduction, at Luo Shibin, at Luo Shibin and at the letter of introduction.

"Can you read?" Luo Shibin was surrounded by several strong young men, very impatient.

"The letter of introduction seems to be true," the brigade secretary curled his lips, "but how do I see you as a fake? Just you? From the Forestry Department?"

"Eh? How can you, comrade, judge people by their appearance!" Luo Shibin blushed, quit, and began to yell aggrieved as he squeezed his big padded jacket.

"I'll look at that again, this letter of introduction is not real anymore!" The brigade secretary pouted, "I've seen a lot of people like you!"

"Eh..."

"Stop talking nonsense, tie it up! Turn it over to the police station!"

"okay!"

Ji Feigou jumped, a lot of tossing...

The door of the police station.

"Comrade Luo, I have wronged you. On behalf of the Jiapigou brigade, I apologize to you!" The brigade secretary passionately shook Luo Shibin's hand.

The old peasants and members of the commune nearby were so ashamed that they could not speak.

"Secretary Liu, you need to get rid of your habit of judging people by their appearance," Luo Shibin said in a rare high-spirited manner, "What is that? It's a decadent bourgeois ideology!"

"Yes, change, definitely change!" The brigade secretary had a very good attitude, "Then about Comrade Luo's furniture..."

"The quantity is limited. There are only so many sets. This is a trial." Luo Shibin said impatiently, looking like a salesman in this era.

"Hey, can you take a look first?" The brigade secretary rubbed his hands, looking very embarrassed.

"When you go to the Red Star Factory, you can find a water officer or director Tu, and send a representative! Don't rush in!" Da Ma rolled his eyes.

"You really don't need money?" The earliest old farmers still didn't quite believe it.

"After paying the deposit and mortgage, the production will be scheduled. Except for a small amount of material costs, the cost will be calculated as money, and the rest will be paid by working hours..." Luo Shibin patiently explained, "Food, homespun cloth, chickens, ducks, geese, dogs, pigs, and labor are all paid. Can reach working hours!"

"You comrade, don't talk nonsense..." The secretary of the brigade blinked his eyes seriously, "How can anyone have chickens, ducks, geese, dogs and pigs now? That's the tail of capitalism! I can't guarantee other brigades, but our brigade definitely doesn't have them. !"

"That's right, old Chen has nothing but an old woman's fart, can an old woman do it?" the members laughed.

"Go to hell! You little bastard!" the old farmer laughed and cursed.

"Hey, if you don't have it, you don't have it..." Luo Shibin curled his lips, "It's not rewarding for a good intention! Let's go, tell you not to spread it! Just you guys know!"

"Comrade Luo, we are not people who don't know what is good or bad. Don't worry, don't worry, we will definitely not spread the word!"

Liu Laogen once said: Just tell Pepper about it, if she knows it, the whole village will know it...

Luo Shibin curled his lips as he walked, the sky was still bright, and he could run another village...