"A-Niang, when are we going back to the brigade?" she had to take Deng Ying back and let her relatives recognize her.

"When we go back in two days, the team will send a batch of sweet potato vermicelli down, and then we will take a tractor back to save ourselves a ride. ”

Qiao Jiayue heard that there was a workshop in the city of the brigade, and she was very curious, so she asked a few more words, only to know that it was proposed by Qiao's father.

This time, there are also dried shiitake mushrooms, dried straw mushrooms and other items sent with sweet potato fans.

The brigade has decided, there are many kinds of popularity, there is no money in the pocket, and I am panicking, especially now that the cost of marriage is increasing, and the pressure on each family is not small.

"The members of the brigade have a lot of opinions about us right now. Qiao Jiayue asked, as the saying goes, a person gets a chicken dog to ascend to heaven, but Qiao's father doesn't do it, what rules should it be.

"I can't help it if I have an opinion. Qiao's mother said with a smile, if the people in the team are good enough, they will naturally be able to enter the factory.

Now, the people of the Gaoshan Brigade don't dare to offend Qiao's father, and the sale of agricultural by-products still depends on Qiao's father's channels.

If you only rely on supply and marketing cooperatives, no one can stand the lower and lower prices.

Two days later, the tractor of the Takayama brigade stopped at the side door of the factory, and the things on the car were packed in sacks, stacked on top of each other, and then tied with ropes.

Qiao Zhigao and Qiao Gaotie jumped out of the car and told the doorman about the situation.

Qiao's father had already calculated the time, and as soon as he heard that the tractor from the Gaoshan Brigade had arrived, he hurriedly came down to pick up people.

"It's hot, let's go inside and have a cup of tea. Qiao's father invited.

Qiao Gaotie waved his hand, dragged a sack from the car, and opened the bag, "What do you think of this sweet potato vermicelli?"

Qiao's father took the handful of sweet potato vermicelli handed over by Qiao Gaotie, put it in his hand, and sniffed it closely.

"Let's go, go to the cafeteria, make a bowl to see. Qiao's father said, I sent a small batch last time, and this time I will compare it, if the quality is better, this batch will prevail.

Qiao Zhigao was a little nervous, "These fans are made by the women we have found the best at being fans in the team, and they are specially researched, and the quality is even better than what we did before." ”

Qiao Gaotie didn't speak, but this time the sweet potato fans are indeed better than any previous ones.

When the master in charge of the cafeteria heard that Qiao's father was going to cook sweet potato vermicelli, he walked out with a figure-eight step and checked it carefully, "The quality is good, better than last time." ”

"Lao Zhao, do you think it's good, then boil a pot of sweet potato vermicelli and taste it, just an ordinary way. ”

Lao Zhao's craftsmanship is good, but he has never been very attentive to the big pot of rice, but the small fried is done well, and many workers plan to save some money to buy some ingredients and pay him for a month.

Father Qiao spoke, Lao Zhao would never refuse, and this sweet potato fan is really good.

Lao Zhao entered the kitchen and tossed around, and a fragrance wafted out of the cafeteria.

Everyone was staring in the direction of the kitchen.

After about twenty minutes, Lao Zhao came out with a tray and a few large bowls and a few small bowls.

"I tried several ways and tasted them all. ”

Qiao's father took a look, boiled sweet potato vermicelli, egg scrambled vermicelli, cold vermicelli, except for garlic and water spinach leaves, there were no other extra ingredients.

The three of them each picked up their chopsticks and put them in the big bowl they fancied.

After tasting all three, Qiao's father asked Qiao Gaotie and Qiao Zhigao, "Do you make this taste at home?"

The two nodded, "The taste of sweet potato vermicelli is the same, but the taste of our cooking is not so good." ”

Qiao's father put down the dishes and chopsticks: "Later, I will let people vacate a warehouse and put things in it first." ”

He just saw it, and the Gaoshan Brigade also made a lot of money this time, and there are thick plastic bags in the sack to hold sweet potato vermicelli, so that it is not easy to get wet, but correspondingly, it has also increased a lot of costs.

However, if you can sell at a price, these costs are negligible.

Qiao Gaotie frowned slightly, "Zhengyu, you vacate a warehouse for us, and we still have to make an agreement on this, such as rent or something, so as not to have conflicts in the future." ”

This kind of thing involving money should be clearly written in black and white, so as not to be unclear in the future, after all, the brothers still settle the accounts.

When Qiao's father heard this, he was not surprised at all, even if Qiao Gaotie didn't say it, he would mention it.

He can help the Alpine brigade, but it doesn't mean that he has to do day labor, a warehouse doesn't look big, but it is also specially vacated.

Qiao Zhigao had no opinion, and soon, a simple agreement was ready, signed and sealed by both parties, and it had legal effect.

"Since you're in town, go back later, and we'll take a ride. Qiao's father said.

Of course, Qiao Zhigao and Qiao Gaotie had nothing to say, they walked around the factory, and they were a little envious in their hearts, but think about it, Qiao's father can have this current situation, there must be someone behind him to help.

Now the young people in the brigade are studying hard under the education of their parents, not to mention the entrance examination for the university secondary school, but also to the good time when the daily chemical recruitment is the best, they can also come to the examination.

With a salary, wouldn't it be more convenient to have money?

Qiao Jiayue, Deng Ying and the twins carried things onto the tractor together, and when Qiao's father arranged it, they returned to the brigade together.

When I got home, it was late, the sun had set for a long time, and everyone had almost finished eating and was enjoying the cool at the door.

Now that the summer harvest is in place, the air is filled with the smell of rice stalks being cut up, and there are still residues of dried rice debris on the drying floor.

Seeing the tractor coming back, everyone couldn't help it, and hurriedly followed, wanting to ask for a result.

When they looked more closely, Qiao's father and they were also in the car, they were immediately happy, it seems that sweet potato fans must be fine.

Qiao's father had already explained to Third Uncle Qiao that the house had been cleaned a few days ago, so they could live in it directly when they came back this time.

As soon as they moved the things off the car, Uncle Qiao came over with a basket containing eggs, dried fish and other things.

Qiao Jiayue didn't have much at home, and they didn't have anything at home, so Third Uncle Qiao brought these to make snacks for them.

Qiao's father and Qiao's third uncle were talking outside the door, and Qiao's mother and a few children quickly tidied up the room, and then went to the kitchen to boil water and cook.

During this period, many people came over, Qiao's father and Qiao's mother greeted people, and Qiao Jiayue had to go to Deng Ying to cook.

As for the twins, they didn't intend to stay and had already rushed back to the Changshan brigade.

Qiao Jiayue stood in front of the side door of the kitchen, looking at her own vegetable garden, which was very well taken care of by Uncle Qiao.

Summer is the time when there are the most vegetables and fruits, cucumbers and eggplants are hanging on the branches in the orchard, Qiao Jiayue pinched some water spinach and cooked a pot of gnocchi soup.

Third Uncle Qiao was left behind, Qiao's father poured two glasses of wine, and the two brothers chatted while eating.

In fact, they don't have much in common now, just talking about these things at home and in the field.