Chapter 013 Discipline
On the way back, Li Weidong couldn't wait to ask: "How was it, how was it?"
Ding Zhiyuan said: "Is there anything I can't accomplish if I take action?"
Li Weidong seemed to see Xiao Qianqian waving to him, and said with a big smile: "That's good, that's good. If you have anything to do, just give me an order and I'll make sure to complete the task!"
The magic of money is undoubtedly huge.
Money can make people go around, but it can also make Li Weidong, a street bastard who is lazy, idle, and has nothing to gain, filled with high morale and passion.
My eldest nephew is very pleased with this change in his uncle.
In Ding Zhiyuan's view, Li Weidong is not incapable of enduring hardship, nor is he born lazy, nor is he unintelligent. He is just trapped in the whirlpool of fate and unable to extricate himself.
Of course, he also tried to struggle, but no matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape the whirlpool of fate, so he accepted his fate.
In fact, Li Weidong is just a microcosm of countless rural young people today.
In vast rural areas, many children drop out of school before even graduating from primary school, and then less than 40% of children from primary school to junior high school enter junior high school.
When transitioning from junior high school to high school, except for a few outstanding students who go to technical secondary schools, about 10%-20% can go to high school.
In future generations, if you don’t go to school, you can go to work in the city, which is more or less a way out.
But in the 1980s, urban private enterprises were underdeveloped, and the jobs in state-owned enterprises were only carrots and pitfalls. Even the employment problem of educated youth returning to the city could not be solved. How could it be possible to allow the poor people from rural areas to run around in the city?
Rural people can go to the city, but not work, because the monthly rationed food stamps and gas stamps are only available to urban residents. If rural people cannot get the ration, they can't eat, and they can't survive in the city.
Not only migration between urban and rural areas, but also between cities is also quite troublesome due to the constraints of food relations.
There are two types of food stamps: national and local. Only national food stamps can be used nationwide.
If you are going on a business trip, you must go to the grain store with a letter of introduction from your employer to exchange for national food stamps, otherwise you will go hungry.
Even if some rural people bring their own dry food to contribute to urban construction, they still have to overcome countless difficulties and endure malice from all directions.
In short, rural people in this era are tightly bound to the land and unable to move.
Young people like Li Weidong, who have no education, neither know how to farm nor are willing to farm. What else can they do besides working on the streets?
Who doesn’t have some ideals and dreams?
Even a beggar has a dream, let alone a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old.
As long as there is still a little hope, who would want to wander the streets?
Caught in the whirlpool of the times, Li Weidong and others went from being full of hope to despair, becoming numb in despair, and finally gave up on themselves, and then lived their lives in confusion.
This is the fate of their generation of rural people and the tragedy of the times.
Many of them are actually not stupid. What they lack is just an opportunity and an arm to pull them ashore.
If someone could have helped Li Weidong early in his previous life, he would not have gone astray, nor would he have wasted the best 12 years of his life on a sewing machine.
However, in his previous life, no one helped him. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that everyone was too busy taking care of themselves. They wanted to help him but were unable to.
In this life, Ding Zhiyuan will never watch him make the same mistakes again.
When he said he would discipline Li Weidong for Li Chunmei, he was not just saying it casually.
Discipline, discipline, both discipline and teach.
If you just don’t teach, you can only treat the symptoms, not the root cause.
Only the combination of discipline and education can transform my uncle from a street kid into a young man with ideals, morality, culture, and discipline.
Now it’s time to put more burdens on my uncle.
It feels so bad to leave such obedient free labor unused!
However, to be on the safe side, Ding Zhiyuan decided to observe and give his uncle some easy tasks to practice first, and it would not be too late to add more responsibilities when he was ready.
"The few wild jujubes at home are definitely not enough. Don't worry about anything else these two days, just go door to door to collect wild jujubes."
Li Weidong patted his chest and said: "I'm good at this. I have no other advantages. I like to visit people the most. By the way, how much do you charge?"
"It doesn't take much, let's collect a thousand catties first." Ding Zhiyuan's current capital is pitiful and he doesn't dare to work hard. It is better to collect less at the beginning.
In fact, 1,000 kilograms is really not much. The wild jujubes have not yet reached their mature season, so what I purchased are the dried wild jujubes from last autumn.
5 pounds of dried wild jujubes can produce 1 pound of wild jujube powder, and 1,000 pounds of dried wild jujubes can produce 200 pounds of wild jujube powder, which can also be used to prepare 50,000 bottles of soda.
Ding Zhiyuan had previously kept saying that he could produce 30,000 bottles a day and sell 30,000 bottles. Although he was trying to impress Li Weidong and Liao Fugui, in the final analysis, he still had this confidence.
He believes that as long as his plan can be carried out smoothly, it will not be too easy to achieve his boast of producing and selling 30,000 bottles of soda a day.
Is 50,000 bottles a lot?
It’s just a day and a half’s output, not much at all.
Therefore, Ding Zhiyuan explained: "When you are harvesting wild jujubes, take a look and see how much stock there is in our village."
Li Weidong nodded and said: "Okay, I will visit the surrounding villages again."
Ding Zhiyuan immediately looked at his uncle with admiration, "Yes, it's OK, he can make it clear at just one point, and he can also draw inferences from one instance, giving full play to his subjective initiative.
In the next few days, Ding Zhiyuan and Liao Fugui made preparations separately.
Li Chunmei and her grandma were busy grinding wild jujube powder, but Ding Zhiyuan was too slow, so Li Chunmei had to call three more aunts to make 50 kilograms of wild jujube powder a day, which was enough for the time being.
Li Weidong was busy collecting wild dates from the village. Without Ding Zhiyuan's guidance, he just hired a few close friends to help him.
Ding Zhiyuan is responsible for buying the ingredients and hiding at home to prepare the ingredients
This is a delicate job, and you need to have good eyesight, steady hands, and an extremely clear mind to not make any mistakes.
Every evening after dinner, Ding Zhiyuan would ride his bicycle to the town to meet Liao Fugui.
I have to say that Liao Fugui is a very capable person and a reliable partner.
When we met on the third night, he had already made all the preparations.
Five or six old women were sitting by the pool, using bristle brushes to clean the soda bottles that had just been taken out of the hot alkaline water from the inside out.
The remaining three or four old women are responsible for rinsing the washed bottles with the tap water pipe. After washing each bottle, put the bottle mouth down on the shelf to control the water.
Ding Zhiyuan looked at the densely packed soda bottles in the pool and asked: "Lao Liao, how many bottles did you buy?"
Liao Fugui said with a guilty conscience: "5,000."
"5,000?" Ding Zhiyuan frowned, "It's a bit less, it's not enough for one day."
Liao Fugui immediately called out: "Brother Ding, these 5,000 bottles are just what I drank at noon today. Smell it, smell it, I still smell of alcohol. It's easy for me!"
Chapter completed!