Chapter 849: Heaven Does Not Grant One's Wishes

Hearing Hao Dayou say this, Wang An really wanted to tell him that as time went on, the bricks from the brick factory would only be in short supply, and absolutely would not be like now, where the bricks produced couldn't be sold at all.

After all, the common people had only just started the "household responsibility system" (dividing fields to households); many places hadn't even started dividing fields yet. So people had neither grain nor money in their hands.

But in a few years, it would be different. Because people would not only have grain, but also money.

The main reason for this was that during the collective era, everyone just went through the motions at work, slacking off whenever they could. Anyway, as long as they muddled through the day and got their work points, the job was done.

You think like this, I think like this; when everyone thinks like this, if the place isn't poor, that would be a damn miracle.

But once the land was divided to individual households, it was completely different. Your own land—if you serve it well, you harvest more grain; if you don't, you harvest less.

You have to know that after handing in the public grain quota, the remaining grain belonged entirely to yourself. So, they would definitely farm the land well.

Not to mention, even just to fill their stomachs, every single one of them would have to tend to their crops with utmost care.

However, Wang An only thought this; saying it out loud was absolutely impossible. Mainly because saying these things was useless. As long as Hao Dayou persisted, he would definitely achieve something significant.

After chatting with Hao Dayou for a while longer and finalizing the delivery time for the bricks and tiles, Wang An left the brick factory and headed for the glass factory.

One had to admit, DJ County was genuinely pretty impressive in a proper way. Because regarding factories related to daily life and construction, DJ County basically had them all.

Besides the cement factory, brick factory, and glass factory, there were also food factories, beverage factories, wineries, textile factories, meat processing plants, and so on.

It's just that in terms of scale, none of them were very large.

In Wang An's memory from his previous life, DJ County later specifically designated a plot of land, moved all the factories in, and the location of this plot became known as the DJ County Industrial Park.

Unfortunately, for ordinary common people, the existence of these factories was basically irrelevant.

After leaving the brick factory, Wang An soon arrived at the county's glass factory.

The county glass factory was, overall, very small. Visually estimating, it was only a little bigger than Wang An's old family courtyard.

And the glass factory's business this season was truly terrible; it could only be described as "nothing at all."

Mainly, since bricks couldn't be sold, glass was even less likely to be bought.

Furthermore, due to process issues, glass prices in this era were outrageously expensive. Even recycled broken glass cullet was bought back at 5 fen per catty, while finished glass sold for as high as 4 mao per catty.

At this time, ordinary household glass weighed about 12 catties per square meter.

Meaning a single piece of glass one square meter in size cost nearly 5 yuan.

It was clear that at this time, this stuff was properly expensive.

You have to know Wang An's house had double-glazed windows. That meant one square meter of window cost nearly a "Great Unity" (10 yuan note).

Wang An had calculated at home: double-glazed windows, single-glazed doors, the grille between the living room and kitchen, the doors to the grain and杂物间 (storage room), etc. Each house needed about 100 square meters of glass.

Two houses together totaled 200 square meters.

5 yuan per square meter, 200 square meters was a full 1000 yuan!

And most critically, glass is fragile, so he had to prepare an extra 10 to 20 square meters.

Arriving at the glass factory, nothing like the messy incidents at the cement factory happened. After a simple communication with one of the staff, Wang An paid directly, got the goods, and loaded the truck.

But one had to admit, the glass factory's glass, though every piece was a standard 1 square meter, their sales method was truly thoughtful.

For the convenience of transport, the glass factory unitized the glass.

That is, they grouped every 15 pieces of glass and sealed them firmly together with pine frames.

This way, during transport, as long as there wasn't violent impact or throwing, these 15 pieces of glass absolutely would not break.

Notably, the number of pieces per group was arranged very reasonably.

Each group weighed about 150 catties. Though not very light, it wasn't too heavy either. One person moving it would struggle a bit, but two people moving it was just right.

Wang An bought 15 groups for himself. As for Mu Xueli and Wang Li, Wang An got 8 groups for each of them.

Although the glass factory could sell by the single piece, the journey was so far. If he really bought just a few pieces individually, those few pieces would likely turn into cullet by the time they got home.

After writing the slip and paying, the worker wanted to turn and leave, but was called back by Wang An with a pack of cigarettes.

The reason for calling him back was that Wang An needed his help loading the truck.

Mainly, the glass factory wasn't the cement factory. The glass factory people hadn't provoked Wang An, so Wang An had no excuse to make them work.

So, with the attitude of "better less trouble than more," Wang An bribed the guy with a pack of cigarettes.

But one had to admit, the effectiveness of this pack of cigarettes was properly significant. Because this worker not only helped Wang An load the truck, but also thoughtfully helped him tie down and secure the glass.

Until Wang An walked out of the glass factory, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly: There really are still more good people in this world!

After leaving the glass factory, Wang An checked his watch and saw it was almost noon. He habitually drove the four-wheeler intending to go to Fang Xiue's house.

Eat lunch, and conveniently solve some physiological needs—seemed like no big deal.

You have to know Wang An hadn't been intimate with Fang Xiue for a long time. Not to put too fine a point on it, he really missed her a bit.

As for Sun Nian, Wang An was actually a bit afraid of her.

Mainly, the clothed Sun Nian and the private Sun Nian were completely two different people. The private Sun Nian was truly a bit too wild and too uninhibited.

Although Sun Nian was flawless in figure and looks, and her skin was top-tier.

But honestly, Wang An really couldn't handle her.

Whether it was fighting, or "fighting on the kang" (sex), Wang An couldn't handle her.

It's well known that men want face (pride/dignity), but face is something you have to earn yourself.

You can succeed countless times, but if there's just one time you don't dare accept the challenge, you lose face.

And Wang An facing Sun Nian was exactly like this. In short, by the end, the one who couldn't hold on first was inevitably Wang An.

Unfortunately, many things don't go as planned. Because Wang An, who was imagining beautiful things, ran into Sun Nian!

Thanks to "Great Emperor of the Large Account" for the reward. Wishing you, big bro, vast wealth and daily profits!

(End of Chapter)