Shocking! My Rugged Husband is the Hidden Tycoon in the 70s Novel-Chapter 175: He Doesn’t Want to Waste Time in the Countryside

Chapter 175: Chapter 175: He Doesn’t Want to Waste Time in the Countryside

It’s not entirely because of this reason; if he stays with the production team to set up a furniture factory, he can stay and be with his fiancée all the time.

But he can’t use this reason to stay.

Many people dream of joining the transport team, not only for a fixed income; as drivers, they travel far and wide, and many people smuggle goods, making the invisible income much higher than the visible income.

Stethoscopes, steering wheels, labor relations cadres, and sales clerks are all high-income and respected positions.

Some say drivers, with their feet on two pieces of iron, are guests wherever they go.

Jiang Xingye knows very well that if he doesn’t become a driver because he can’t let her go, his fiancée might not object, but he’s afraid she won’t feel right and might feel guilty.

"Yes, in the past, many people have spoken for me."

Xu Qinghuan held onto Jiang Xingye’s clothes beside him, and when he rode past the crowded section, Xu Qinghuan pressed her hand against his abs through the fabric. She truly didn’t expect that beneath his seemingly cold exterior, there was such a noble side.

"Then do your best. If you plan to set up a furniture factory, do you have a direction?" Xu Qinghuan asked.

"Shangjiang Team is a bit far from the county town, and transportation is not convenient. If the goods are only sold to the county and city, our furniture factory doesn’t have an advantage. I plan to make small items that don’t require furniture tickets, and try to sell them to big cities."

Xu Qinghuan admired his thinking very much; indeed he is the future tycoon, "Small items don’t take up space; you can load more in one trip, and buying doesn’t require furniture tickets, so we won’t be competing in the same lane as current furniture factories. This is a good idea."

Jiang Xingye’s lips curled into a high arc, and he lightly said "Yes," "Urban housing is quite tight. In some small rooms, four generations live together, and there’s no space for large tables and chairs. I plan to make those small ones..."

Xu Qinghuan said, "Preferably foldable ones."

"Foldable?" Jiang Xingye’s thoughts were expanded, "Huanhuan is really smart. Tables and chairs can be made foldable, and when transported, they won’t take up space."

Despite being an adult, Xu Qinghuan felt happy from the praise and couldn’t help but hug Jiang Xingye’s waist, "Ah-ye is also very smart!"

Jiang Xingye’s heart almost soared, his mouth practically reached to the back of his head.

However, right now, the focus is on harvesting.

The issue of Shangjiang Team getting harvesters quickly spread throughout most of the commune, and members eagerly awaited the collective effort to build harvesters, allowing them to benefit as well.

At this point, in Shangjiang Team, Jiang Xingwei was operating the harvester, and team leaders, secretaries, and accountants from nearby teams came to observe, those with watches even timed it.

Jiang Xingwei wasn’t very skilled in operating, but the harvester was undeniably efficient, much faster than manual harvesting.

If operated skillfully, one could easily harvest four to five acres in an hour.

"This is good stuff. If the team had more machines, what would we have to worry about during the harvest rush each year?" Liu Qingsong, the leader of New United Team, said.

"The commune said they’re going to make harvesters, but I don’t know if our team can still make use of them. I’m worried to death, scared that it might rain halfway, wasting a year of work." The secretary of Liaozhong Team said.

"This is not a good thing!" Jiang Chengxu walked by, although working, he wore a dacron shirt with black trousers, looking clean and neat, full of scholarly air.

Liaozhong Team’s accountant, Zhao Shusheng, and Jiang Baohua are family friends, although he is just an accountant, he doesn’t hold Jiang Baohua in high regard, his son joined the army last year and performed well; it’s no surprise he will be promoted in the future.

Seeing someone objecting, he couldn’t help but laugh, "What’s wrong?"

Jiang Chengxu faced the gaze of so many team leaders without a hint of timidity; in his eyes, these peasants were insignificant. He was willing to talk face-to-face with these people because he was temporarily down on his luck.

Otherwise, these people wouldn’t even be worthy of lacing his shoes.

Now, because intellectual youths went to the countryside, the situation isn’t stable. It seems like a paradise, prosperous and lively, but in a few years, economic development will still be city-centered. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

The gap between rich and poor will grow larger in the future, and the countryside will become increasingly marginalized.

He doesn’t want to waste time in the countryside.

"Everyone relies on work points for their livelihood!" Jiang Chengxu raised his voice, trying to let those working nearby hear him,

"Harvesting is originally the time to earn work points. If tractors replace manual labor, harvesting hundreds of acres a day, people have no work to do, how do they earn work points?"

Xu Qinghuan didn’t expect that during the first industrial revolution, the Jenny spinning machine would face similar resistance as the harvester.

No wonder, in the book, Jiang Chengxu is a politician who knows how to climb upward; his sinister intentions are truly unimaginable for ordinary people.

Jiang Baohua hadn’t considered this issue and didn’t know how to respond for a moment.

But the team members in the fields panicked, Shangjiang Team has less than two thousand acres in total. With machines speeding up, it can be done in ten days, taking away their work. What would they do?

How would they earn work points?

Without work points, would they not get food and money distributed at the end of the year?

Qiu Linghua immediately shouted, "Leader, this isn’t right; we still need to eat. The harvester can’t snatch our rice bowls!"

"Exactly, exactly, all those driving tractors are from Jiang Family, they earn work points, while one tractor replaces several laborers."

Xu Manman looked at Jiang Chengxu as if spellbound, feeling his words made perfect sense.

Jiang Xingye glanced at Jiang Chengxu disdainfully, his cold gaze sweeping the crowd, "Anyone who wants to drive a tractor, I can teach. Anyone who likes farming, all the team’s land can be yours to farm!"

He Xianglan chuckled awkwardly, "Xingye says this, who likes farming? It’s all because there’s no choice, without farming there’s no food to eat!"

Jiang Xingye ignored her, "I plan to set up a furniture factory after the harvest is done. Whoever wants to join me, when the grain is ashore, we’ll start."

The young members of the production team cheered upon hearing this, "Xingye, count me in!"

"Count me in too!"

"Xingye, don’t forget about me!"

Jiang Xingye nodded expressionlessly, "The number of people needed is limited, those with woodworking skills are prioritized."

With this said, many people wailed again.

He Xianglan laughed, "Xingye, your Uncle Yinhua is definitely capable, don’t forget him."

Initially, those who opposed the harvester now tried to cozy up to Jiang Xingye.

Being countered so quickly was unexpected for Jiang Chengxu.

But as an educated youth, he couldn’t influence the production team’s decision to set up a furniture factory. He couldn’t help but think that with Xu Qinghuan credited for the harvester, she could easily get an opportunity to return to the city.

Luckily, she was bound by a marriage contract with Jiang Xingye, so returning wouldn’t be easy. If somehow he could break this engagement and bind himself with Xu Qinghuan, when she returned to the city, might he also easily go back?

He didn’t want to farm even for a day.

The sun fiercely baked, with wheat awns stuck on him, it felt like a hundred ants crawled over him, itchily raising large patches of red rashes wherever scratched, itching him to the bones.