He Fugui quickly wiped the blood from his face, and said with a blushing face: "No, it's okay, I, I did the wrong thing..."                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            �

What Jiang Xiaoye hates the most is internal trouble.

"Secretary Xiaoye, I bought it. He sold the salt from our Lugu Village to make a difference!"

"Yes, he ran to the Yangquanshan Brigade to sell a bag of salt. If Xiao Liuzi hadn't visited his relatives, he found that the salt from his relatives was the same as what he had sent. After asking, he found out!"

"I've beaten, Secretary Xiaoye, they are stealing our stuff!"

"No, I, I just see that there is no salt there. I, Secretary Xiaoye, my fault is my fault. I'm all blamed..." He Fugui was afraid that Jiang Xiaoye would be angry and asked their Xiao He family brigade to go back.

The rest of the Xiao He family brigade are also worried.

"That's it?"

Jiang Xiaoye was so angry that his nose was almost crooked. This was because of this?

"It's all my brothers, you beat him because of this?

I still don’t work anymore, so I’m surrounded by three floors inside and three floors inside and three floors here to watch the fun and make a fuss?

Are you full?

Xiao Liuzi, how far is the Yangquanshan Brigade from here?”

I thought I was stealing something or being a hooligan, and I was beaten up for a few words, and I just wanted to educate and educate, but I just sold some salt to give it to others and got beaten up by a group?

Jiang Xiaoye was so angry that he heard it.

Xiao Liuzi is an old man from Lugu Village, and his face flushed and said, "Secretary Xiaoye, I didn't beat anyone. I just said that the Yangquan Mountain Brigade is forty miles away from us. In the mountains, my third sister married there. It was so hard. I, I took a day off yesterday to deliver some New Year's goods. I saw the same salt. I asked curiously and found out that my third brother-in-law bought it from He Fugui, 15 cents per pound."

"We sold them only 1 cents, and he sold them with our salt for 15 cents!"

Lugu Village was so stupid that he glared at him and started yelling.

The big fool in the village... Jiang Xiaoye has never talked to him much before. He is reckless in his work, eats a lot, and works hard, so Jiang Xiaoye still takes good care of him.

This fight is indispensable.

"Dasha, I ask you, how heavy is the bag of salt he sells?"

Jiang Xiaoye came to the silly man.

"ah?

I, I don’t know, Secretary Xiaoye, I…”                                                                                                                        

"He Fugui, how heavy the bag of salt you brought?"

Jiang Xiaoye looked at He Fugui.

"Small bag, 100 pounds."

He Fugui lowered his head.

“How did you get there?

All sold?"

"He and my brother took turns to carry it... I sold 78 kilograms and gave the rest to my sister's house. If there is no food in the future, I can also exchange salt for some food..." He Fugui didn't dare to look up. The group of people from the He family behind him were also anxious, but Secretary He was not here, and they didn't know what to say.

elder brother?

He Fugui's brother has a foot disease, walks and doesn't walk fast, but his legs are not good, and he has strong strength. Recently, he has learned woodworking skills in the He family brigade and can make a living in the future.

"Okay, listen to me, I'm done, you guys will say it!"

Jiang Xiaoye clapped his hands, and the noisy sound disappeared.

"He Fugui, a famous honest man from the He family brigade, his brother has bad legs. You know, 100 kilograms of salt, they carried it for 40 miles of mountain road, and earned five cents per kilogram, and eighty kilograms, which is only four yuan. Forty miles of mountain road, four yuan, two people, and more than twenty kilograms left for their sister's house. How do you feel?

Maybe some people feel a lot, but have you ever thought about it? What I said to you before? I hope to let everyone live a good life. Now, you have a good life, but there is no one selling salt in the Sheep Pen Mountain Brigade. Life has problems. Finally, some people risk selling salt and going to jail to sell some salt, so that they can eat salt. You guys say!"

It is difficult to eat salt in the brigade in the mountains, and Jiang Xiaoye knows it very well.

He could not even imagine that the two of them were traveling back and forth for the eighty-mile mountain road, and they were carrying salt bags when they went there. The mountain road was not easy to walk, so they only earned a few dollars.

In this way, I was beaten and beaten up when I came back.

After Jiang Xiaoye finished speaking, everyone was silent.

“Are we short of salt?

Are you short of salt?

Are you short of money?

I'll send you so much salt, send you this and that, should I ask you to share more with your relatives and family members so that they can live a good life?

We will have a salt farm in the future, and now we have it. Will you rely on you to sell this salt?

Dasha, do you sell salt?”

Jiang Xiaoye walked over and took pictures of He Fugui, and shouted: "So, why are you hitting him?

Why hit him? What's wrong with him?

Just because of how many dollars did you make?

You are jealous because of this?"

The man who did the action turned red, and the man who didn't act, avoided Jiang Xiaoye's gaze.

"Secretary He is not here, I will say a few words for you. From now on, if you need salt in Lugu Village, you will buy it. You will sell it to the mountains and those brigades in the mountains that cannot eat salt. The purchase price of one cent depends on you. Work hard in a month and earn more than ten yuan. Twenty yuan is not a problem. There are some risks, but I feel that you can try it. Lugu Village, who would like to give up the salary of dozens of yuan a month, and want to try it? Welcome, as Lugu Village, I will give you a purchase price of 9 cents. Are you willing to go?"

I worked hard to earn more than ten yuan or twenty yuan a month, and I took a lot of risks. I earned dozens of yuan compared to working in the village, and the salary was so good that these people could clearly share it.

"Big silly, apologize!"

"I just started to do it, I apologize to He Fugui and to the Little He family brigade. You are living a good life so comfortable, right?

Apologize now!"

"No, Secretary Xiaoye, this is our fault. Our secretary told us that we must not do this. It is really our fault..." The militia captain of the Xiaohe family brigade quickly came out to stop it.

"You are right, you are not wrong at all. You can make money by relying on your own labor and you can also make cheaper salt in places that don't have salt. What's wrong with this?

They have a self-determined person who is right and wrong about what is happening today.”

After making such a fuss, Jiang Xiaoye also reminded these people that he would not favor them! “Puff!”

Dasha knelt directly on the ground and started kowtowing to He Fugui, "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I kowtowed to you!"

"..."                                                                                                                              �
Chapter completed!