"Then the next step is our last and most important question!"

"How to integrate the canteen into the existing work point system of our Maixiang Brigade? To be more precise, it is the detailed rules and regulations for our canteen. How should we do it? Do you have any good ideas?" Wang Zhong glanced at it.

To everyone.”

"This cafeteria is not easy to handle!" Niu Dangdang is a straight-tempered person, especially when discussing serious matters. He always goes straight to the point and doesn't like to talk about anything. He doesn't like to beat around the bush.

"I also know that it is difficult to handle, but it must be done even if it is difficult to handle. This is different from the last harvest. Last time, even if there was a real loss, we can bear it ourselves, but this time..."

Niu DaDa lowered his head and pursed his lips. He naturally knew what Wang Zhong meant.

"Every household has different conditions and situations, and the food they eat is different. Some are hard-working, and those whose families are a little richer eat more flour and do more work. Some are lazy, and some are from disadvantaged households.

We can only eat yellow noodles, buckwheat, and thin food. If we open a canteen, some people will be happy, but some people will not be happy." Niu Dadan said.

Although Niu DaDa is a bit rough, he is not a blind person who knows how to live in Hutu.

"This is the necessity of our existence!" Wang Zhongdao: "Take care of needy households, keep an eye on those who are lazy, transform them, and make them become diligent. Together, we can contribute to the development of our Maixiang Village!"

"What Big Chong said makes sense." Ma Renlian said with deep approval.

Wang highlighted Ma Renli's name: "Renli, what do you think?"

Ma Renli said: "I think the canteen must be opened. This time is different from the last time. This is the policy."

Everyone else thought so.

Wang Zhongdao: "We set up people's communes, set up production brigades, and set up canteens. In the final analysis, it is to realize communism. Collective things belong to everyone. Our village collective is equivalent to a big family. Everyone in our brigade

A team member is a member of this big family, but this family is just a little bigger."

"Since no one has any good ideas, I have a suggestion. Let's discuss it together and see what happens."

"I mean, Big Chong, if you have an idea, you should have told me earlier!" Niu Dangdang showed a smile unconsciously on his face.

"Big Chong, what can you do?" Everyone looked at Wang Zhong curiously.

Wang Zhong said sternly: "First of all, let's make it clear that the canteen needs to be opened, and the stoves in the folks' homes will not stop. From now on, we will harvest every summer and autumn every year, excluding the public grains handed over to the country, leaving enough food for the villagers for a year.

, the remaining 30% will be sold to the brigade’s grain depot, and the rest will be distributed to each villager according to the surplus of work points as before.”

"What if there are no surplus work points?" Niu boldly asked.

Wang Zhongdao: "If you don't have it, you won't be paid. You can get as much as you do. This is our principle and the bottom line. This cannot be changed."

"What about those households in need?" Ma Renlian asked.

Wang Zhongdao: "It's still the same as before, just take care of what needs to be taken care of, and just control it."

"When will our grain reserve reach 100,000 kilograms? From now on, we will process the extra grain every year, either sell it, or replace it with peanuts and soybeans, which can be used to extract oil."

"We will then convert the work points of the rations left in the canteen into meal tickets for the villagers. How much white flour and how much stick noodles are converted into a few centimeters? We will make adjustments based on the actual situation every year. If the villagers want to go

If you want to eat in the canteen, you have to get a meal ticket. If you don’t have a meal ticket, you have to cook at home."

"It sounds pretty good!" Niu boldly said.

Ma Renli also nodded and said, "It seems possible."

Ma Renlian and Zhao Youtian also nodded.

Wang Zhong hasn't finished speaking yet: "This is the first way, and there is a second way. The food we bring up should be distributed to the villagers according to their work points, and then we will let the villagers go to the canteen every month

If you pay food, you will be given meal stamps as much as you pay, or exchange meal stamps for meals. If the villagers are happy to eat in the canteen, they can go to the canteen to eat. If they are not happy to eat in the canteen, they can cook at home."

"But no matter which method is used, it will require a certain amount of manpower and a lot of energy to implement."

"Let's do it for a few days first, and wait until Secretary Wang and the others leave. If it really can't be done, we will close the canteen and continue to eat our own food as before." Niu Dangdang was worried and simply closed the canteen.

Everything in my heart was spoken.

"What do you think?" Wang Zhong asked everyone.

"What you said boldly makes sense. If it really can't be done, Secretary Wang can't force us to do it!" Zhao Youtian said.

It is not so easy to worry not about scarcity but about inequality, and to achieve a truly absolute communist average.

Not to mention the distant ones, not to mention the several brigades next to the Maixiang Brigade, even the Maixiang Brigade itself has had many signs of not working hard in recent years. After all, people are selfish and lazy.

Yes, why can he be lazy but I can't be lazy?

After the meeting, on the way home, the three of them chatted about their daily life.

Ma Renlian asked: "By the way, bold brother, how is my sister-in-law doing recently? Are she still arguing with you?"

"She dares!" Niu's bold voice suddenly became louder.

"That's best!" Ma Renlian said: "Looking at her recent behavior, you should be more careful and warn her more to stop talking nonsense, so as not to get into unnecessary trouble."

"Ren Lian, what news have you heard?" Wang Zhong couldn't help but ask.

Ma Renlian shook his head, with a serious look on his face: "I don't know the details, so it's better to be careful."

Niu boldly nodded, obviously listening: "No problem, I will definitely tell her."

There were only a few good cooks in the village. Ma Renlian, nicknamed Caibaozi, was also given the title of canteen director, and the canteen of the Maixiang Brigade was officially opened.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Three days later, Wang Wanchun and several commune leaders came to the Maixiang Brigade. Looking at the clean and tidy brigade canteen with red decorations, they couldn't help but nodded their heads.

After praising him, he said he wanted to try the food in the canteen of the Maixiang Brigade.

Soon, everyone was sitting around the table.

"dinner time!"

Yang Deng'er shouted loudly and led Jiang Hongguo, Jin Hua's sister-in-law and several other skilled women comrades to bring grates of steaming yellow steamed buns and plates of vegetables to the table.

The staple food is yellow steamed buns. In addition to two seasonal vegetables, there is also an egg drop soup and a meat dish. The meat dish is naturally pork and stir-fried pork with cabbage. Of course, it is the kind with more cabbage and less pork.

But put in a lot of oil, just look at the oil and water.

"Three dishes and one soup, the food is pretty good!" Wang Wanchun said with a smile.

"Everyone eat! Eat quickly, eat quickly!"

As soon as Wang Wanchun spoke, everyone moved quickly.

Wang Zhongdao: "Isn't this the first day the canteen is open? From tomorrow on, it can only be yellow steamed buns with green vegetables."

"That's not right, haven't you had a bumper harvest every year in the past few years?" Wang Wanchun just took a bite and suddenly realized, "Why do you still serve stick noodles with vegetables every day?"

"My secretary, you don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are because you don't know how to live in this life. What's more, there are many old, weak, women and children in our brigade. I won't talk about anything else, just the two boys from my family.

, even though they are young and cannot do the work in the fields, when it comes to eating, one is better than the other."

"There is an old saying, if you don't have enough food and clothing, you won't plan to be poor all your life. Our Maixiang Village brigade has about 200 people. There are more than ten or twenty people in the older village like Second Grandpa, Old Donkey and others.

, there are many newly married people in the village who are planning to have children. When the time comes, we have to consider nutritional supplements for pregnant women and healthy babies. We want to live a good life, so we have to be careful about everything! Do you think this is true?

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Wang Wanchun nodded in agreement: "That's the truth!"

"Aren't you a very competent party secretary? Yes, keep making progress while maintaining stability!"

"You teach well, and we all learn from you."

Wang Wanchun is indeed a bit arrogant now, and he loves to hear such sweet-smelling flattery.

Wang Wanchun and his party were sent away happily.

Regarding the canteen, Wang Zhong, Ma Renlian and others discussed it several times, and finally unanimously decided that during the busy farming season every year, the canteen would be opened during the holidays, and the villagers would gather together to eat in the canteen.

Everyone went back to their homes to find their mothers, and the canteen was closed.

Just a few days after the canteen was opened, the autumn harvest came.

The corn, peanuts, and soybeans in the fields are all in harvest season.

Although during this period of time, they have merged into brigades and set up canteens, the production-centered principles of the Maixiang Brigade have not changed. In order to double the autumn harvest, even the oil pressing workshop has stopped.

In the past, regardless of autumn harvest or summer harvest, each group was the unit. Now the village has become a brigade, and each group has become a small team. But in the final analysis, it is the same as before. The soup is not changed, but there is an extra canteen responsible for logistics.

, during the double rush, breakfast, lunch and dinner every day will be provided by the canteen.

Breaking rice, pulling peanuts, and harvesting soybeans, the entire Maixiang team was immersed in the joy of harvest.

After the autumn harvest, we still have to plow and fertilize in preparation for autumn sowing. Nowadays, there is no chemical fertilizer, so the villagers can only cultivate intensively and use traditional farmyard manure. Fortunately, in recent years, pig farms have been built in the village one after another.

There are several areas of land for raising chickens in the shed. The feces of these livestock and livestock are collected every day and stored in the pig farm and several large septic tanks behind the livestock shed.

The two hounds of Wang Chong's family also shouldered the responsibility of guarding the pig pen and livestock shed, following the militiamen on duty in the village.

It only takes a month to survive this busy schedule.

After the autumn sowing was over, it was time for the settlement of work points that the villagers were most looking forward to.

The tradition of the Maixiang Brigade is that every summer and autumn harvest, each person counts their own work points, and settles the accounts directly after the harvest. The grain is converted to the villagers based on the amount of grain harvested that time.

"After we finish settling the accounts with the villagers, shall we go to collect soybeans and peanuts from all over the country?" Ma Renli asked Wang Zhongdao.

Wang Zhongdao: "To be on the safe side, I won't go there for the time being. Our oil mill has gained a good reputation in the past few years. Now the autumn sowing is over. Those who want to squeeze oil will come to our oil mill with peanuts and soybeans."

"It's better to be more cautious!" Ma Renlian said.
To be continued...