Chapter 137 No Way Is Difficult and It Is Even More Difficult to Open a Way
On Sunday morning, Lv Dong tidied up, took two pieces of paper, and went to the brigade yard with Hu Chunlan. The paper was full of things written down in the past two days, not clear enough or systematic, and full of ghostly symbols that he could only understand. .
Whether it is writing letters or writing these things, Lu Dong can see his biggest weakness.
The future will definitely have to be recharged.
Of course not now, he doesn't have the time, the opportunity at the beginning of the university town is missed, and it will be difficult to find such a good opportunity in the future.
Walking on the old street, Hu Chunlan suddenly asked, "The one who often writes to you is Liu Zhaodi, Liu Wan's top female scholar?"
"Yes." Lu Dong said casually, "I didn't write often, but I wrote twice."
Hu Chunlan didn't know what she was thinking, and muttered: "Liu Zhaodi..."
Click——
There was a crisp sound on the ground, half of Lu Dong's foot sank into the ice, and black mud stained his sneakers.
The temperature has risen recently, and the thick layer of ice and snow frozen on the ground has melted a little, and from time to time it will collapse into a nest and bite people's feet.
Lu Dong was very helpless, found a stick skin on the side of the road, and wiped the black mud on his feet.
"Our old street, when the weather gets warmer, it turns into a concrete road." Lu Dong threw away the stick skin and said, "I don't know when it will be repaired."
Hu Chunlan walked in front: "There is no money in the village, so we can't do anything."
This is true, without money, wanting to improve the living environment is all empty talk.
Turning onto Ji Street and entering the courtyard of the brigade, Hu Chunlan said to Lu Dong, "You go, I'll go to your aunt's for a meeting."
Lu Dong went straight into the office, and there were a few people sitting there sparsely.
A few more people came over one after another.
Those who can participate in this meeting today are all recognized capable people in the village.
Of course, with Lu Zhenlin's prestige in Lu's Village, if a decision is really made, everyone will listen.
When it was almost eight o'clock, Lu Dong took a closer look.
There are two people in the brigade, Lu Zhenlin and Accountant Li.
Then came the hardcore generation in their thirties and forties, Lu Jianguo arrived, Lu Jianwu rushed over from Quannan, and Li Banshan, one of the best businesses in the village, was in the timber business.
Then there is the iron rooster, Uncle Tie. As a professional chicken farmer for many years, he is also relatively wealthy and knowledgeable in the village.
Lu Dong moved a stool and sat near the iron rooster.
In the office, he is the youngest.
But after going through the past few months, no one has any objections.
Lu Zhenlin was sitting at the desk, concentrating on flipping through the notebook in his hand, his thick eyebrows were like swords.
Every decision he makes in the future will be related to the future and destiny of Lujia Village.
Lu Lanlan ran in from outside the compound, moved a horse and sat between Lu Dong and Tie Rooster, holding a box of sorghum glutinous rice, eating happily.
Lu Dong stretched out his hand: "Lan Lan, give me a piece."
Lu Lanlan looked at Lu Dong with a puzzled expression on her face, finally made up her mind, took out a piece from the box, and put it in Lu Dong's hand.
Iron Rooster turned his head and took a look, that look made Lu Dong almost jump up.
Lu Dong returned the sorghum glutinous rice to Lu Lanlan: "Brother Dong is teasing you."
Lu Lanlan took it away, quickly stuffed it into her mouth, and muttered, "I knew, Brother Dong wouldn't grab it."
Lu Zhenlin looked around the office and saw that almost everyone was present, so he said, "Everyone be quiet!"
The office immediately fell silent.
The person stopped talking, and another voice stood out.
As usual, the iron rooster had a radio on his wrist, playing music softly.
"Looking at the sky above your head, walking down the flat river under your feet, facing the children and grandchildren in the house, you fulfilled your prayers in your heart! You lament..."
Lu Jianguo reminded: "Old iron!"
Iron Rooster smiled embarrassedly, and quickly turned off the radio.
Lu Zhenlin went straight to the topic: "Today, the old and young men are called here to discuss the future plans of our Lujia Village! This year, our village has experienced a lot of things. Have you discovered something? In today's society, you can't do things without money! Think I can’t do anything, and I can’t make our village better!”
All the people present here either have not-so-low positions in public organizations, or make a fortune in big cities, or do business, and they all agree with Lu Zhenlin's point of view.
"If you don't have money, you will fall behind, if you don't have money, you will be poor!" Lu Zhenlin knocked on the table: "Without money, we can't even guarantee our children's education!"
Although he is not young, his voice is still loud: "How do you get the money? You can only find ways to earn it!"
Accountant Li took over the words: "This year is flooded first, and the market for scallions is not good. Every household is not doing well. It is unrealistic to expect the old and young men in the village to share the money equally for what they want to do. The big guys are having a hard time this year. , can’t add to the burden of the big guys! Is it possible to really want to lead the beef steak house?”
He sighed: "Some things must be solved, and money is needed to solve them! We have two things, and we have reached the point where we can't solve them. First of all, the elementary school and the adobe classrooms were dilapidated ten years ago. The village reported it for ten years. This has not been resolved, the north wind is blowing this winter, and the air-conditioning is coming in from the cracks in the walls and windows, and now we use plastic sheets to nail the windows and some of the walls on the north side, and the briquettes for heating are bought by the big guys.”
"Then there is the river embankment. It is said that it will be repaired during the dry season. There is no letter here. We can't wait indefinitely. We have no right to tear it down and rebuild it. We have to repair the damaged sections. There is a preparation."
Everyone, including Lu Dong, knew about these situations and knew that it needed money, a lot of money.
Lu Zhenlin added: "It's okay for the children to get through this winter. It's been ten years, and it's not a problem if they survive for another year or two, but they can't go on like this forever. No matter how poor you are, you can't have poor education, no matter how hard you are, you can't suffer the next generation! The embankment must be repaired in spring!"
He patted the table: "We can't risk more than a thousand people in the whole village, old and young! After receding from the flood, I ran up and down, tossing for several months, and I figured it out. It's better to rely on yourself than others! Let's find a way to make money." Money, find a way to solve your own problems!"
Li Banshan raised his head and said, "Third Uncle, what do you say, let's do it!"
Lu Zhenlin has already made a decision on this aspect: "We have hundreds of big trees in the middle of the mountain, in the courtyard of the brigade, in the small school, and along the road under the river embankment. You are in the timber business. Cut down all the staff and use it as start-up capital."
"Okay!" Li Banshan said, "Third Uncle, I'll go and gather the manpower as soon as you give the order!"
Lu Jianguo was relatively steady, and asked, "Third Uncle, what do you plan to do?"
"I called everyone to come here this time to discuss specifics." Lu Zhenlin opened the notebook, took a look, and said, "Since August 15th, I have been to many places one after another, Fuyu Village in our county, Fuyu Village in Lin County. In the village, Zhou Ping from Bincheng in the north, Weiqiao who makes textiles and Dongwang who makes sugar, especially Dongwang who makes sugar, was not as big or rich as our village in the 1980s, but now... he has become a It’s a big company, and we’re still digging food out of the ground with our faces turned to the loess and our backs to the sky, and people are already earning money from foreigners.”
The recent experience had a great impact on Lu Zhenlin: "If you want to make money, you can only develop a sideline business! I have considered three aspects. The first one is to do paint like Kangjia Village in the upper reaches of the Qingzhao River. The county paint factory closed down. Several people in our village The old masters come back, they have the skills and experience! The market demand for paint is also huge, mainly in the furniture and construction industries. Our village has an advantage, and the old five is in charge of the third company, so they can take care of everything."
"In the paint industry, if it is not handled well, it will harm future generations!" Lu Jianguo is engaged in the construction industry and knows a lot, and he was the first to object: "Small workshop-style production, and the high toxicity of chemicals, we must consider it. Third uncle, the Kang family A small factory can make the lower reaches of the Qingzhao River stink to the sky!"
Lu Dong said in a timely manner: "I have a classmate who belongs to the Kang family. I heard that the small chemical factory, that is, the paint workshop, all the trees nearby are dead."
Lu Jianwu has been abroad for many years, and his vision has broadened: "The chemical pollution will sooner or later be dealt with by the country, and the situation in Quannan is already very strict. It is too risky for us to start a small workshop like this."
The iron rooster didn't understand so many truths, so combined with his own experience, he said: "In autumn, I went to wash a basin in the river, and when I came back, I forgot to flush it with tap water, and just put water for the chickens to drink, and more than a dozen chickens died."
Everyone knows that the broiler chickens raised are not tossed, and the loud noises can even scare them to death, but the words of the iron rooster also show how serious the pollution in the river is.
Li Banshan also said: "I walked near a small chemical factory, and the smell alone was unbearable."
Seeing that no one agreed, Lu Zhenlin said again: "The second one is a brick and tile factory. Our village built it in the early years. It was abandoned for ten years and we didn't pick it up again. But the people are there and the technology is there. It's okay to do it again. The old can bring the new. Many people in our village are engaged in the construction industry, and there are many people who know this industry, and the brick and tile market is easy to open. I heard that the price of red bricks and tiles has been rising..."
Lu Dong could tell that what the third grandfather had always considered was that the Lu family village had an advantage.
Whether it is paint or bricks, it is closely related to the construction industry.
One of the most famous jobs in Lujia Village is masonry. In recent years, there have been people like Grandpa Fifth and his uncle who have a certain say in the construction industry of Qingzhao.
There is nothing wrong with using the existing superior resources to drive the development of Lujia Village.
Starting from scratch is the hardest part. Regardless of individual entrepreneurship or village collective entrepreneurship, of course you must choose what you are best at.
But according to Lu Dong's past memory, the brick and tile factory, like the paint factory, will become the target of rectification in a few years.
With regard to this policy alone, it is impossible for small factories in the village to survive.
If it is really shut down, there will be no fuss from above. This kind of small factory that destroys land resources will not be discussed across the board.
Lu Dong was thinking about what to say, and Lu Jianguo spoke again: "Third Uncle, it is true that the price increase of red bricks and red tiles is true. Why did the price increase? Beihe is the largest brick and tile production place in Quannan, and a large number of people burn bricks, dig and burn lime. The kiln factories have been ordered to close down, and the supply of goods is tight, and the price of goods will naturally increase.”
Lu Jianwu obviously didn't communicate enough with his father, so he said at this time: "Brother Jianguo is right, we have to consider the policy. I have a college classmate in the resource department, and the policy risk in this industry is too great."
Calling these well-informed and frequent business people in the village to come to discuss it is to gather ideas and ideas. Lu Zhenlin's prestige is high, but he also knows that he is old, and there must be neglected in every aspect.
He continued: "The third one, proposed by Dongzi, is also what our village is good at and famous for, boil it in water."
Chapter 3 is being revised and will be released later.