Chapter 204: All Are Money-Making Pots

After lunch, Xu Huizhen pulled Chen Hong out to watch the excitement.

Yang Qing, meanwhile, continued receiving guests at home.

The old lady still had some influence; after a few people from the military compound came over to pay New Year respects, Aunt Wang also came.

The old lady was also very practiced at receiving guests.

"Hey, you came, you came, why bring things? Yang Qing, help me take it."

Yang Qing hurriedly took the thing from Aunt Wang's hand.

"Auntie, you coming is enough; why bring things?"

Aunt Wang gave him a white-eye.

"This isn't for you."

Then she looked toward the old lady.

"Madam, how have you been lately?"

The old lady laughed: "Good, good, good… hurry in, have a drink."

Director Wang supported the old lady as she walked inside.

Yang Qing also put the thing aside, then poured tea and water, and set out melon seeds and candy.

After chatting with the old lady for a while, Aunt Wang prepared to leave.

The old lady politely urged her to stay a couple of sentences, then had Yang Qing see her out.

This is just the routine; every household is roughly the same.

It's just that Yang Qing never had this chance before.

As he accompanied Yang Qing outward, Director Wang's chatterbox opened.

"I heard that Chen Xueru from Zhengyangmen Jiedao made some kind of underwear; is it your doing, kid?"

"This isn't chatting; it's more like a confrontation."

Yang Qing walked while making excuses.

"How could that be? Women's things—I couldn't possibly understand them, Aunt Wang, don't believe just anyone's words."

Aunt Wang snorted.

"You don't understand women's things? I've heard you get along quite well with several widows."

"You've got plenty of material there too."

It was still brought up by Director Wang; Yang Qing hurriedly admitted fault.

"Ah, it's all my fault; I shouldn't have known people."

"I'm still too naïve; my wife making a friend gets twisted into me having affairs with widows."

"All one can say is, if you want to accuse someone, excuses are never lacking."

"When people's hearts go crooked, they see everything as crooked."

Director Wang couldn't be bothered to listen to his nonsense.

"Enough, flies don't bite uncracked eggs; stop saying how wronged you are."

"I warn you, don't mess around, or no one will be able to save you."

"Also, have you heard about the Agricultural Technology Station matter? You indeed have merit here, but you can't rely on favor and become arrogant; if you do something out of line, see who can save you."

Yang Qing surrendered.

"I really didn't do it; someone wants to harm me, the rumor was spread by Jia Zhangshi, and she has admitted fault."

Director Wang said impatiently.

"All right, all right, let's consider you've passed this hurdle."

"Next, let's continue talking about Chen Xueru's matter."

"I heard they want to earn foreign exchange."

"Yang Qing, you should also know that because of the disaster, we spent a lot of money buying grain from outside."

"Look how bitter the common people's lives are."

"Can you just watch them continue to suffer?"

Yang Qing finally understood; this was to get him to contribute.

Yang Qing felt a bit regretful, wondering if someday someone would bring this up against him.

You know, those years the overseas exchange certificates were abolished.

However, the matter is handled by the Import/Export Company; really speaking, it doesn't have much to do with him.

"I really don't get it, Director; I think we should find those old craftsmen for this."

"And Gangdao is a global window; if they can obtain a popular design scheme, then we produce it, we should be able to make money."

"These things, I really don't understand."

"How to do it, I've told you; whether you do it or not is your business; anyway I won't take the lead."

"Actually, domestically there are many superb craftsmen; if we give full play to their worth, the value created would also be huge."

"Speaking of nothing else, if traditional Chinese medicine were researched more deeply, at least in Asia there would be no shortage of sales channels."

"And what are we doing now? Selling medicinal materials?"

"We've simply turned ourselves into a raw-material-exporting country."

"We haven't even thought about doing some processing."

"Pagoda Sugar, this insecticide, is highly effective and low-toxic; the wormwood it uses could even be driven to extinction……"

"No, it hasn't been driven to extinction yet."

Yang Qing suddenly became interested.

Earning Money, worm-killing medicine is now very profitable worldwide.

The effective Western worm-killing medicine is not as good as Pagoda Sugar.

Director Wang can't tell he's making excuses; this guy's mind is different from others'. When you ask him to come, he picks up the shelf; when you don't let him work, he keeps finding you things to do every few days.

Is this your answer? I cannot accept this answer.

Yang Qing stopped walking, looked at Director Wang, with a look of wanting to speak but holding back.

What's wrong?

Aunt Wang said doubtfully.

Yang Qing pretended to hesitate several times, then finally spoke.

Aunt Wang, actually we want to earn money; we have a way to earn money right in our hands.

Aunt Wang looked at him.

What are you talking about? Explain clearly.

Yang Qing answered.

I heard Pagoda Sugar works very well for killing worms.

With such a good medicine, as long as we can solve the large-scale production problem, what do we have to fear about money?

Ascariasis is not just ours; most places in the world have it.

However I heard the roundworm herb is almost extinct.

In that light, we actually aren't short of money; if we really were, how could we watch such a good money-making opportunity die out?

Director Wang also knows Pagoda Sugar, this divine medicine; they have been researching it diligently.

It's not that we know it's good and yet do nothing; rather, we still have technical problems unsolved.

Besides, now everything prioritizes grain; the roundworm herb must make way for grain.

It turns out there was also this reason; Yang Qing suddenly understood a bit: it should be because Da Mao withdrew all the personnel and technology, dealt us a surprise blow, causing production problems.

Now we've also hit a disaster year; the development of Pagoda Sugar has suffered an even greater blow.

Aunt Wang, the disaster relief has already been eased; I think now is the time to expand the results.

Then train purchasing agents to sell the medicine and earn money.

Only by earning money can we further promote technical research, instead of now, where everything relies on superiors.

Self-reliance and hard struggle are fine, but you can't obviously hold a golden rice bowl and still go begging.

Aunt Wang opened her mouth to refute, but Yang Qing didn't give her a chance.

I know you want to talk about grain, but if we grow it ourselves, how much grain can we harvest? Using the same land to grow roundworm herb, produce Pagoda Sugar, sell it, and thus reduce how much grain we need to sell?

This calculation shouldn't be hard, right?

Director Wang thought about it; she also doesn't understand the specifics; she can't handle this matter.

I'll go back and ask about this, but it's not our street's project.

Our street also needs foreign exchange.

Yang Qing stared speechlessly at the sky; you can't just screw over kids.

Actually, growing shiitake and wood ear fungus can also make money, but we need to solve the difficulty of large-scale cultivation.

I heard the Great Celebration Oil Field has started production; if we can research the technology to produce plastic film, that could solve this difficulty.

Anyway, I'm the one pushing for something I can't handle now; unless you first produce what I need.