Touching the only two coins left in his pocket, standing at the exit of the train station, Zhao Lei was completely at a loss. After the bag was stolen, the patron remembered the money in the bag and forgot about some important things: ID card, mobile phone in the money pile, cigarettes, lighters and so on. Now it's good, I have no money, no ID card, no relatives, and a black account.

The train departs from Chengdu at 5 o'clock in the morning and arrives in Huangshi City more than seven hours later. Zhao Lei didn't eat much breakfast, patronizing and beauties along the way, and he didn't even bother to eat snacks, and now his stomach is rumbling and he strongly protests.

When I walked to the shop, I weighed the weight of two coins and found that there was only enough to buy a pack of simple instant noodles. Two yuan to find Sanmao, shy to the shopkeeper begged for a foam bowl, and begged for hot water to soak it, folded two small branches on the side of the road as chopsticks, squatted on the side of the street and devoured it.

Tofu Cao's reputation is indeed quite big, and a two-hour walk from here, on the edge of a village called Feizhuang, you can see a tofu workshop. Tofu Cao's real name is Cao Guoqing, his tofu is all hand-polished, firewood burning, without any additives, pure green food, sold out of stock in Huangshi City. But Tofu Cao understands the principle of hunger marketing and only makes 1,000 kilograms a day.

After eating noodles in three or two bites, he poured the last drop of soup into his stomach, only half full, wiped his greasy mouth, and threw three dimes, Zhao Lei frowned, lowered his head and wanted to get some money as soon as possible.

"Poof", the sound of a coin being thrown into the foam bowl, the foam bowl could not withstand the sudden impact, and spun in place several times, barely standing firmly.

Zhao Lei raised his head in surprise, and a young woman pulled a young master, pointing at Zhao Lei and starting on-site education: "Son, how many times have you said that you have to study hard." If you fail the exam again, your future fate will be like this man's, and you will live by begging at a young age. Look at it, I only ate a bowl of instant noodles at noon, and it was still simple, and I died poor. ”

"Instant noodles are delicious." The young master raised his head and looked at his mother stupidly.

"Smack", the young woman raised her hand and gave a chestnut.

Zhao Lei smiled, Nima, if you want to do this, you can get money, and it will not be a way to get rich quickly. But Lao Tzu is not poor and is not fed. He picked up the coin from the bowl, and after a perfect parabola, it fell into the plastic bag that the young woman was carrying.

"Eldest sister, what grade is your son in? Which one fails? ”

"Uncle, I'm in the first grade. Failing the door. The young master hurriedly replied.

Zhao Lei stretched out his thumb in admiration: "Ambitious!" I think back then, my uncle from elementary school to high school, his grades were all in the top ten in the grade, and he was rushed by a prestigious school with a high score of 30 points beyond the first line. Now the uncle understands that it is useless to read. If you can have an epiphany to the realm of your uncle, you will have great achievements in the future! ”

"Dead ghost, go!" The young woman dragged the young master and left as if fleeing.

Just now, Zhao Lei didn't tell half a lie. He has been intellectually brilliant since he was a child, and he hardly puts in any effort in his studies. At the beginning of the teacher, he often understands the follow-up problem, because in learning, it only takes one-tenth of the time of others, but the results are far ahead. If you work harder, Jingda and Qinghua will no longer talk about it at all.

Now, he understands that he has super genes in his body, and he can learn everything faster than others, which is a gift.

Throwing the three dimes into the sewer and picking up the suitcase, Zhao Lei took the first step in his life with a fearless revolutionary will. Isn't it just over two hours away, compared to the 25,000 miles of the Red Army? Haha, is it weak!

The tofu workshop is located in a site near the lake in Feizhuang, covering a large area, and it is estimated that it was converted from the former village committee's grain drying field.

After looking at it from a distance for a long time, Zhao Lei figured out the situation of the workshop

There are a total of five processes divided into five production areas.

The No. 1 production area is for washing soybeans, two workers. Tofu Cao only produces 1,000 kilograms of tofu per day, and each kilogram of soybeans can make four kilograms of tofu, one to four. The actual daily consumption of soybeans is 500 catties. But the soybeans are to be dried after washing, and they are washed the day before and used the day after, so they actually wash a thousand catties of soybeans every day. Two workers are responsible for washing 500 catties per day.

The No. 2 production area is the soybean peeling area, and it is also two workers who use several huge stone grinders to flatten and peel the soybeans and form them into flakes.

No. 3 is the soaking area, and the soybeans can only be ground after soaking for four or five hours.

No. 4 is the grinding area, which has the largest labor and several stone mills. Each stone mill is hoisted with a huge wooden support, called a grinding arm, which is handled by two workers. One is responsible for rotating the grinding arm, and the other is responsible for adding soybeans and water.

No. 5 is the boiling area, which is fired by pure wood fire to ensure natural taste.

Finally, it is sent to the press forming site.

The office is in a bungalow in the center of the site, and a shout from the aisle can be heard by the whole workshop.

After Zhao Lei asked the workers about Cao Guoqing's presence in the building, he broke in with joy.

An old man with a white beard sat behind a shabby square table, smoking a dry tobacco pouch. On the left sat a bearded man, his son; On the right sits an obese woman, the accountant.

The accountant was reporting to the old man, and Zhao Lei only heard the first sentence clearly, "Lao Cao, there is one less person to wash soybeans."

Before the old man could answer, Zhao Lei broke in: "Excuse me, you are Uncle Cao Guoqing, right?" ”

The old man nodded, but ignored him, and the beard and the accountant looked at him like a gourd.

It feels a little bad, this old guy is not easy to deal with.

"Uncle Cao, the blue wolf told me to come to you." Zhao Lei got straight to the point and handed over the note. Fortunately, the note was hidden and not stolen.

Tofu Cao bit the dry tobacco pipe, read the note in three or two eyes, crumpled it with his hand, and threw it out of the window: "What blue wolf?" I don't know. ”

Completely stupid birds.

Before he died, the wolf called himself to the Barry Bank, and there was a very strange note in the bank, stating that it was done on purpose. It is impossible for the blue wolf to lie to himself, otherwise what would he do with the address of Tofu Cao?

cough, just open the skylight: "Uncle Cao, I came all the way here to tell you that the blue wolf is dead." ”

This sentence didn't have any effect, and Tofu Cao still said in a cold tone: "I only grind tofu and can't care about other things." Where did you come from, where did you go back, there's nothing to do with you here. ”

Actually, can he not know the news of the death of the blue wolf?

The anger in my heart, if the eyes can kill, Zhao Lei will stab this old guy three hundred times on the spot, is it easy for Lao Tzu? The money was stolen, the phone was gone, the identity was blackened, you called me back? Can I afford a train ticket for me?

But people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads. In order to figure out what the mall explosion that the Black Panther is going to make next has anything to do with Tofu Cao, Lao Tzu will bow his hero head for the time being, and talk about it later.

"Uncle Cao, I came sincerely, and I will never retreat if I can't do anything, otherwise the blue wolf will never call me here before he dies. I'm on the train, the money was stolen, there is no money to go home, just now the eldest sister said that there is a lack of helpers, hire me, there is strength. ”

Tofu Cao finally raised his eyelids, looked him up and down, left and right, and said in a disdainful tone: "With your body, you still have strength?" There are three kinds of bitterness in the world, holding the boat and grinding tofu. Although the shortage of helpers is to wash soybeans, you can't afford it. You're not the material. ”

Damn, it's too cheating daddy, take a piece of tofu and hit it head-on, forget it, the students of Sichuan Provincial University, a famous school, don't even have the material to grind tofu?

Zhao Lei only felt that there was a dry fire burning in his heart, if it weren't for the fact that he was asking for help, maybe he would have flattened this bad old man with one palm. He didn't say a word, ran to the soybean washing area, bent down his shoulders, grabbed the bag of more than 100 catties of soybeans with both hands and carried it on his shoulders, and "Tengteng" strode into the house.

"Uncle Cao, I have the strength, I implore you to keep me Zhao Lei here, even if I do some chores, just to have food and clothing. As I said, don't stop until you reach your goal! Blue wolf, it must have something to do with you. ”

The old man had no choice, so he smoked a few puffs of stuffy cigarettes, knocked on the ashes, and said: "The salary is 400 yuan, and I can eat and live, but I have wasted the raw materials, and the original price will be deducted from the salary." ”

"Four hundred dollars?" Zhao Lei's eyes widened, "The minimum wage in Hunan Province is 390 yuan, and you hire a college student and pay a salary of 400 yuan?" ”

"No one invited you here, so you don't want to leave." The old man ignored it.

The little face is flushed, this value, no matter where you go to make soy sauce, it is higher than it. After being stunned for a long time, he was ruthless, and finally scraped the tip of his nose with his thumb in a habitual manner: "Okay, I'll do it, but can I do it for a week?" ”

"No way!" Tofu Cao replied neatly, "If you want to do it, at least for a month." ”

After thinking about it, Nima, the tiger falls in Pingyang. Okay, let's promise first, when will I find the clues of the big explosion in the mall, and when will I slip away.

The old man was slightly satisfied, and looked directly at Zhao Lei: "Young man, wandering the rivers and lakes, being able to endure is the first level." Don't move college students and elementary school students, in the eyes of the old man, graduate students are a fart, can he grind tofu? I promised to hire you today, but the old man sympathized with you, and then dared to blow his beard and stare at you, and threw you out of the door. Oh, the bearded man sitting is the general manager of the workshop, if you ask him something, don't bother me! ”

The soybeans on Zhao Lei's shoulders in the "Tong ......" showed the weight of Mount Tai due to too long a time, and the tofu Cao spoke too ruthlessly, he could no longer support it, and the soybean bag slipped to the ground.

The bearded man looked at him coldly, stood up, said "follow me" in a rough voice, pinched the corner of the bag with two fingers, and pinched it all the way to the soybean washing area a hundred meters away.

Zhao Lei's eyes suddenly fell to the ground, yes, the beard did only use two fingers, pinching a soybean bag weighing more than 100 catties, as if pinching a piece of paper.

looked at the old man blankly, Tofu Cao didn't seem to see anything, still "popping" and smoking dry tobacco; Look at the fat woman, she looks fierce, she didn't look at Zhao Lei with her eyes, the horizontal flesh on her face trembled, and Zhao Lei was so frightened that he pulled out his feet and ran out.

"You're here to wash today's soybeans." The bearded man didn't talk much, and pointed to the empty bucket next to him and said to Zhao Lei.

A middle-aged man with a wooden expression had just started washing soybeans, he was like a mute, and he didn't even look back at the arrival of the beard and Zhao Lei, he opened a package by himself and poured it into the bucket......

The people here are a little strange. Zhao Lei agreed to the beard's command, turned his head to look for tools, but except for the bucket, there were no auxiliary tools, how to wash?

He looked at the middle-aged man coldly, understood, filled up with water, and copied it by hand.

When Zhao Lei poured five bags of 100-kilogram soybeans into the bucket, he filled the well with water, and felt that his waist couldn't straighten up. What is even more strange than the people here is that this well is actually sixty or seventy meters away from the production area, and there is no flat pole, so it can only be carried by hand.

When he poured the first bucket of water into the bucket, he found that the middle-aged man had already washed the soybeans.

After more than 20 minutes, I finally washed all the 500 catties of soybeans, but found that the middle-aged man occupied all the places where they were drying, and I didn't know where to dry the 500 catties of soybeans, so I shouted at the top of my voice: "Mr. Cao, after washing, where is the drying?" ”

The beard and beard came out unhappily, reached out and picked up the soybeans, and immediately changed his face: "The soaking time is too long, you can't make tofu, feed all the pigs!" Deduct 100 yuan. ”

"What?" Zhao Lei gasped and was furious, "You only asked me to wash, why don't you say how much time you need to soak?" Is it in line with the provisions of the labor law? ”

The bearded man stared at him coldly: "I don't understand the craft, why don't you ask?" No one asked you to do it, since you have an opinion, get out, the temple is small and can't keep the big Bodhisattva. Pustule! ”

After speaking, he walked towards the hut without looking back, and slammed the door on the "peng", looking extremely angry.

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