Chapter Twenty-Three: A Distant Visitor
The three brothers are very popular in the village, and they naturally have the shadow of Professor Wang.
The construction of the pig farm, you can ask the people in the village to help, anyway, it is the leisure time, as long as you greet all of a sudden, everyone is still willing to help, as long as you prepare more meals to entertain you, tools or something, each family has, you really need a roller what to level the road surface is not difficult, the factory has its own machine, when the time to tell them, at that time to support the farmer brothers to engage in construction, can be pulled out, do not have to worry about the problem of oil, in this era, The fuel supply of the military factories is still very sufficient.
Fan Wuzhi vaguely remembers that one year there was a fire in the factory, which burned most of a workshop, the cause was that when the workers were cleaning the workshop, they used gasoline to clean the paint on the cement floor, but they accidentally caught fire, and the flames suddenly jumped up to the fourth floor, trapping the people working above, and burned five people to death at that time, causing a major accident.
Fortunately, the factory is righteous enough, the brothers who are guilty of the crime have someone to take care of at home, and there are leaders who come to the door to condole during the New Year's holidays, and after three years of release, they are directly promoted to a level, and the big guys have no complaints, after all, it is for the factory to come out to take the blame, and this little care should still be taken.
In short, next to Dad, the leading backbone of the factory, Fan Wuxian can still get a lot of light.
Mother Zhang Mei also fell into Fan Wuxi's calculations, although it is impossible for her to find some free volunteers, but the people's teachers can still be used in creating public opinion, when the time comes to occasionally mention it at the small meeting of the conference, the reputation of Fan Wuxi's pig farm will spread, and there are many people who want to eat pork and can't touch the door, and the emergence of such a private pig farm has just fulfilled the wishes of many people.
At present, the most annoying thing for Fan Wuxian is still the problem of funds, he has begun to think about his collection, there are those that can be directly taken out for cash, although Panshi City is a small place, these things are not valuable, but in the provincial capital, the underground collection market has faintly shown signs of rising.
Fan Wuxian decided that if he couldn't solve the problem of funds this week, he would take the three brothers to the provincial capital first, of course, this also had to be agreed by his parents, although he didn't look like a three-year-old child anymore, but in fact he was not yet three years old! If you don't feel at ease, you must consider it.
However, just when Fan Wuxian was worried about the funds, someone sent it to the door.
"Is anyone at home?" A voice with a southern accent asked in the courtyard outside the door.
"Who? So early in the morning—" Fan Wuxi got up from the bed, rubbed his eyes, and muttered straight out of his mouth.
The work and rest time in the factory and the school are the same, I went to work at half past seven in the morning, Fan Ting and Fan Kang also went to school to pick up, Zhang Mei is now a busy person in the Cultural and Education Bureau, since she left earlier, Fan Wuzhi was left in the house.
Although Fan Wuxi has always been an adult's way of thinking, his body is like a child, so his feelings are the same as those of his peers.
"Who are you looking for?" Fan Wuxi pushed open the door and walked into the courtyard and asked.
"Wow-such a small child-" The other party spoke Cantonese Mandarin, and couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Fan Wuxi.
Fan Wuxian looked up at the other party when he heard this, and saw that the other party was in his thirties, and his appearance was dignified, but he was not very tall, at most he was one meter seven, and he was surprised when he saw himself pushing the door out.
"If you have something to say, the adults are not here, don't wander around here if you have nothing to do, there are dogs in the yard, which specialize in biting people." Fan Wuxi's mood is not very good, one is disturbed by someone's sleep, and the other is the problem of troubled funds.
"Wow - children talk so impulsively - little brother, did you know there is a scrap collection center here?" The man couldn't help but be even more surprised when he saw Fan Wuxian's posture as a little adult, and asked patiently, but his dialect was too emphasized, and when he said too much, it was difficult to distinguish the details.
As the saying goes, the sky is not afraid, the earth is not afraid, and Lao Guang is afraid of official words.
In the morning, I met such a Cantonese person, and he said official words that he didn't understand very well, Fan Wuxi's mood was not to mention how depressed, especially what the other party said about the waste acquisition center, which was not in line with his mind, but fortunately, people asked about their own business, and they had to deal with it anyway, so they hummed and said, "What waste acquisition center?" Sir, I'm here at the Idle Items Acquisition Center! It's not for garbage! If you want to collect garbage, please walk over there, and in five minutes you will see a garbage station, scrap copper and rotten iron, all kinds of broken things! With that, he pointed to the west.
"Little brother is amazing! Yes, I'm just looking for this or something idle item acquisition center! Can you tell me the place? I've got candy for you here. When the Cantonese people heard that there was really such an acquisition center here, they didn't care about Fan Wuxi's unkind tone, and asked a little anxiously, but his hand reached into his pocket and touched a few pieces of candy.
Who is Fan Wuxi?! With just a slight glance in his eyes, he recognized that the person was holding the prestigious White Rabbit Milk Candy in his hand, and he couldn't help but be angry from his heart, he dared to use melamine to poison the master, it was really damnable!
"I'm the one who collects things, are you here to buy things or to sell things? But let me tell you first, I've been a little nervous lately, and if you sell something, the money will have to be slowed down. Fan Wuxian said to the Cantonese people with a straight face.
"Wow-" the Cantonese man suddenly exclaimed, "Really? Don't lie to me! Is there a boss as small as you?! I'm here to collect things, if this acquisition center is run by your family, can you please help find them? This is business, not a game! ”
"Collect something? Have you brought enough money? When Fan Wuxian heard that the other party was here to collect things, his mood suddenly improved a lot.
The Cantonese patted his clothes pocket and replied quite proudly, "It's all about big business, do you think the money is enough?" ”
"If you have money to talk about, please come in and talk. But can you straighten your tongue before you speak? It's so torturous to hear you speak Mandarin—" Fan said with a grin, letting the Cantonese into the house.
Cantonese people were embarrassed and had doubts in their hearts, isn't this child in front of them really a child? He's not going to be a dwarf or something, is he? But if you look closely, the other party obviously doesn't have any diseases such as hyperdactyly, which is a bit puzzling.
Fortunately, when talking about business, it is the same with anyone, as long as he has what I need, I have the money he needs.