Chapter 261: Who would dare not welcome this?

Chapter 261 Who would dare not welcome this?

Even though he has been away from the factory for a while, Wu Yuan still has a good idea of the situation in the factory.

Provincial and Taiwan advertisements have been launched, and Panpan's popularity has also increased with the arrival of the Asian Games year.

Although there is a shortage of production capacity in a short period of time, it is not necessarily a bad thing if the production capacity cannot keep up.

In future generations, some people will use production capacity to engage in hunger marketing.

But Yang Chenyu didn't understand, after all, it was her first experience, and she always felt overwhelming pressure.

In front of Wu Yuan, she couldn't express her suffering.

Turning his head, he went to Yaomei Yang Luoyan to pour out the bitter water, but Yang Luoyan blocked her back with a single sentence.

"Should I ask him to change your position? Let someone else do it?"

Then Yang Chenyu changed the subject, and even puffed up his chest: "Actually, the pressure is not unbearable. The main reason is that my brother-in-law always acts as a shopkeeper and doesn't care about things. If something happens, tell the second uncle that he may not be able to bear it." Know more than I do."

Yang Luoyan just nodded.

Until Yang Chenyu slapped his thigh and got up and said: "I'll go back first, there are still many things to do in the factory."

Yang Luoyan asked to stay: "There is a big goose stewed in the pot, let's go after lunch."

Yang Chenyu looked back at Wu Yuan, "No, no, I'm still at work after all."

He couldn't even keep the big goose stewed in an iron pot. It could be seen that Yang Chenyu was really afraid of his brother-in-law and boss.

Liu Hui looked at a pot of stewed goose in an iron pot, plus the half pot of mutton scorpions and ground pot chicken left over from yesterday, and couldn't help shaking her head.

Eat three meat dishes for one meal, and you don’t even need to eat rice. Isn’t this a waste?

After lunch, Wu Yuan changed into an old padded jacket and put on gloves. He packed some firewood in the front and back of the house, and cleaned out the field by the way.

It seems that the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the ground is in a mess, which affects the perception.

Yang Luoyan didn't go anywhere, and with the aunt next door, she ground more than ten catties of beans and prepared to make tofu.

The couple are both at home, which immediately adds a lot of vitality to the family.

Not long after lunch, Ma Mingqi came, with a red face, and went to the county with Lin Miaomiao.

The house immediately quiet down.

Wu Yuan’s house finished working around the house, and when he returned to the yard, he saw three dogs wrestling with sheep and scorpions.

The saliva has drawn a map on the ground, but it can't be bitten or chewed.

Really anxious.

At night, a large pot of soybean juice was boiled, and the aroma in the stove immediately wafted away.

Wu Yuan waited by the pot with a sea bowl, watched the white flowers in the pot tumbling and bubbling, and then filled a bowl, without adding anything, and drank happily.

After finishing a bowl of bean juice, I was about to have another bowl, but my daughter-in-law Yang Luoyan had already ordered brine.

Soybean juice is undrinkable, but tofu brain can be eaten immediately.

After a while, Wu Yuan served a bowl of tofu nao, poured some sweet oil and sour vinegar, and slid down a bowl after a while.

Bringing the sea bowl back to the stove, Yang Luoyan had filled the pot with tofu nao, and was about to pour it into the box and press it into tofu.

Fortunately, Yang Luoyan knew that he didn't have enough to eat, so he left two extra bowls on the pot.

After eating another bowl of tofu, Wu Yuan tried his best to stand up and said, "You don't even have to eat dinner now."

Yang Luoyan complained: "Who told you to eat so much?"

Seeing his daughter-in-law struggling to squeeze the moisture out of the gauze, Wu Yuan swept up his sleeves, washed his hands with the juice from the basin and said, "I'll do it."

Although I haven't done physical work for a long time, my strength is still there.

Knead and press three or two times until there is no moisture left, only bean dregs are left.

Yang Luoyan smiled wide-eyed: "It's just right, there is still a pot of tofu waiting for you to press."

Wu Yuan was dumbfounded.

One pot of tofu already weighs about 20 catties, and another pot, when will I have to eat it?

When the second pot of bean juice boiled, Lin Miaomiao and Ma Mingqi came back, just in time to drink the bean juice.

After drinking the bean juice, Ma Mingqi left, unlike Lin Miaomiao, who drank another bowl of tofu nao.

Now, there is really no need to make dinner.

Liu Hui and his wife directly mixed the newly made tofu with some soy beans and ate it as a meal.

I didn’t change the big goose for half a pot of iron pot.

After a busy day, my back hurts.

Yang Luoyan couldn't move after eating the tofu.

In the end, Wu Yuan took Lin Miaomiao, mixed half of the leftover tofu dregs, and sent them to the aunt's house to feed the pigs.

The remaining half is for the family to feed the chickens, ducks and geese in the pigsty.

The next day will be the twenty-third of the twelfth lunar month.

Early in the morning, Wu Yuan woke up Lin Miaomiao, who was lying in bed, and began to sweep the court.

According to the custom, this should be done on the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month.

But Wu Yuan considered that he had to go to the factory tomorrow to give the factory a holiday and make arrangements by the way, so he started busy ahead of time.

Not long after, the second apprentice Zhao Baojun came.

Actually, Zhao Baojun came to give gifts, but Lin Miaomiao caught him as a strong man.

Fortunately, the small building has been newly built for less than a year, and there is not much cobweb dust.

But after scanning, it still makes people feel quite different.

After having lunch at home, Yang Luoyan returned half of the gift from Baojun, and even Lin Miaomiao couldn't stop her.

The two children looked at Wu Yuan directly, hoping that he would come out and uphold justice.

Wu Yuan said confidently and confidently: "It's not like you don't know that our wife is in charge of the house."

The two children were dumbfounded.

But Wu Yuan got an overnight reward.

Early the next morning, Wu Yuan drove to the factory refreshed.

As soon as I arrived in the office building, I saw several employees in the financial office and the marketing department, and everyone was refreshed.

It's a holiday after all.

And not only is it a holiday, I heard that there will be some bonuses for those who sit in the office.

Who can't feel refreshed?

As a result, not long after Wu Yuan sat down, the County Party Committee Office called and said: "Mr. Wu, County Mayor Xu will come to inspect your factory at ten o'clock."

Wu Yuan was taken aback for a moment, and quickly said: "Then welcome, welcome, warmly welcome."

Who would dare not welcome this?

It's just that the notification was too hasty, there is only one hour left.

Hung up the phone, Wu Yuan hurried out of the office, went into the office of the deputy factory manager next door and said, "Second Uncle, inform the whole factory to clean up immediately. The county magistrate will be here in a while."

Yang Guozhu immediately broadcast the news through the factory radio.

For a while, the factory was full of dust and labor.

Wu Yuan stood upstairs, watching all this, and suddenly found that Fan Bingbing was there in the cafeteria.

This solid-minded person actually came to work voluntarily.

In fact, Wu Yuan also disliked this kind of formalism, but when it really fell on him, he realized that he was in the arena and couldn't help himself.

Half an hour later, Bian Xiaosheng arrived first.

Seeing that the factory was already in full swing, he couldn't help giving Wu Yuan a thumbs up and said: "Boss Wu, it's not for nothing that you can grow so big."

Wu Yuan smiled and said modestly: "Major Bian, I'm so honored."

(end of this chapter)

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