"Uncle Yuan, I want to ask, if someone pays the printing house to print a batch of things now, can the printing house take it?"

Yuan Hai had never experienced this problem, and he didn't know if it would work, so he hesitated for a long time.

"There is no such precedent, I can't say. ”

"Uncle Yuan, to be honest, I want to print a batch of products on the eve of the New Year, the output is not large, about a hundred yuan or so, can you see if you can do it? ”

Yuan Chuanzong pondered for a moment: "It's really not much for a hundred yuan, but I can't be the master, wait for me to go back and ask the factory director, how about giving you an answer next Sunday?"

"No problem. Uncle Yuan, after I finish asking about my business, I won't disturb your rest, I'll go out with your family Yimin to play for a while. ”

While speaking, Wan Feng dropped a box of Pegasus cigarettes and pulled Yuan Yimin out of the house.

Out of the house, Yuan Yimin breathed a long sigh of relief.

Wan Feng looked at Yuan Yimin with disdain: "In the future, you should open up your heart, don't always use the heart of a villain to spend the belly of a gentleman, you should still thank me, if I don't think you might still be holding back at home, okay, you can play by yourself, I will also go to Xiaoshutun to do things." ”

Wan Feng had just taken two steps, and the trousers under his feet suddenly tightened.

Looking down one day, I saw Yuan Yimin's little milk dog biting Wan Feng's trouser legs, staring at his eyes, and letting out a low, slightly immature growl in his mouth.

This thing must have remembered the revenge that Wan Feng had raised it high just now to take revenge.

Wan Feng lowered his head and picked it up, brushing the ground and raising it above his head.

The puppy immediately clamped its tail again, and the two little eyes looked around with a frightened expression.

"How dare you threaten me?"

The puppy barked twice.

Wan Feng put the puppy down and reached out to touch the dog's head twice, then put it on the ground, then said goodbye to Yuan Yimin and rode down the mountain.

When I got down the slope, I unexpectedly met a group of people.

This group of people is the people who inspected the venue, and they are the cadres of the Jiangwei Brigade.

The cadres rode away outside, leaving a few people from the team behind the depression.

Zhang Hai saw that Wan Feng was riding a bicycle down, and quickly stopped Wan Feng.

"Chick cock, come here. ”

The paralyzed chick turned out to be his name.

Wan Feng came to the group with a dark face.

Zhang Hai looked at Wan Feng with a smile after sending off the cadres of the brigade: "Little..."

"I warn you, call me a chick cock in the future, be careful that I turn my face with you. ”

Zhang Hai didn't take Wan Feng's threat seriously at all, and slapped Wan Feng on the head after laughing.

"The brigade is very supportive, saying that the tractor of the brigade can be on call, and hopes that we will take the lead in doing a good job in the side business and become a typical example of the Jiangwei brigade. ”

"And then?"

"It's gone. ”

It's basically equivalent to moral support or standing aside to watch the excitement.

"Nephew, now that the stone and wood for building the factory are almost ready, what do you think we are going to do next?"

"As for the cement and bricks used to build factories and brick kilns, you can't all use stones, right?"

"Tomorrow I will let the brigade's tractors go to Lifang Commune to pull bricks and then cement back, and work will start as soon as these things are ready. ”

Zhang Hai does have a vigorous and resolute style.

"It rained two days ago and the field was like a sauce jar, and this field should be tamped, and the rainy season will be in about a month, and this field will be pressed out with stone stones before the rainy season comes. ”

"But the light pressure can't do it, and the rain will wash it away. Zhang Hai asked worriedly.

"Flatten the sand and lift it up, and the problem of raising a layer of sand will be solved, and there is this road problem, which road are you going to build?"

Because the site is located in the ditch, the confluence of the east and west mountain beams, there are two roads.

One road is the road leading to the ditch in front of the Xiliang people in the ditch, which is the road under the feet of Wan Feng now, and the other is the field road in Dongliang opposite.

"I'm going to use the road in Dongliang, there are few households in Dongliang that are relatively clean, and many of the roads in Dongliang are on the hillside, and the gravel layer below is stronger than the road in Xiliang. ”

This is the advantage of Dongliang.

"And Liang Wan doesn't know if I told you or not, I contacted the people of Gushan Machinery Factory about the design and production of the mold, and one day you can meet them and negotiate. ”

Liang Wan said, but this is not in a hurry for the time being, and it will be said in a few days. ”

Wan Feng nodded, got on the car and hurried towards Xiaoshutun.

There have been a lot of children gathered outside Xu Bin's house, carrying bags and baskets, and the inside is naturally filled with glass.

These things that come and go less are all old-fashioned scales in Xu Bin's house, the kind that is not yet kilograms, and can weigh up to twenty catties.

If a large portion comes, Wan Feng will borrow the scale of the supply and marketing cooperative.

After saying that they received the books, returned the books, and rented the books, Wan Feng and Xu Bin were busy like bees.

"Brother! The book is two pages missing, and one page is inked. Wan Feng was recording, and Xu Bin's voice suddenly came from beside him.

There's this!

Wan Feng turned his head to look.

Xu Bin opened the book and held it up in front of Wan Feng, and then turned it to another place.

"These are the two places, and the last page is inked. ”

The last page had become black, and Wan Feng took a closer look and found that it was not ink, but ash at the bottom of the pot.

The last page was erased, and the book was invalidated.

"Who sent it back?" Wan Feng asked with a frown, he had been renting a book for two months, and this was the first time such a thing had happened.

"Zhang Fugui is from his fourth grade, and he is in the same class. Xu Bin pointed to a child in front of him and said.

The child named Zhang Fugui lowered his head and was a little submissive.

"Zhang Fugui, your book doesn't seem to have been broken by accident, it seems to have been made on purpose, give me an explanation. Wan Feng said lightly.

Zhang Fugui's body twisted slightly, raised his head, wanted to say something, but didn't say anything.

His expression was very unnatural, and there were various expressions of humiliation, helplessness, and unwillingness on his face.

A fourth-grader shouldn't have such a complicated expression, right, didn't he break this book?

"You didn't get it?"

Zhang Fugui hesitated for a moment before saying, "I got it." ”

"You know that there is compensation for breaking the book, and the price of the book is nine cents, do you have the money to pay for it?"

Zhang Fugui shook his head.

"No money, so what do you say?"

Zhang Fugui whispered: "I will save the broken glass, and then pay a few lines?"

Wan Feng nodded: "Yes, then you have to send thirty catties of broken glass, how long are you going to send it?"

"Can you send it in a week?"

"Okay, Zhang Fugui! Let me ask you again, are you sure you broke this book yourself?"

Zhang Fugui hesitated again, and finally nodded.

"Then I won't rent you another book until you pay for this villain book, you understand?"

Zhang Fugui nodded.

"Go ahead. ”

Zhang Fugui turned around and went sullenly.