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With the support of Huang Ruhan, Hou Chaonan became full of motivation, and he mobilized the Shaxi Supply and Marketing Cooperative, including the employees of several branches, wholesale departments, purchasing stations, and retail stores, to various teams and production teams to purchase tung oil and other production materials, as well as large iron pots, stoves and other tools.

In Hou Chaonan's words, he wanted to use the practice of surrounding the city from the countryside to defeat Wang Yaolin of the county community.

Hou Chaonan borrowed materials from the supply and marketing cooperatives of other communes through his connections, and promised to exchange them for laundry soap at cost price and return them to them.

Hou Chaonan didn't plan to make money from it, his purpose was to try to make his production capacity as much as possible, so that the county would believe that he could do better than Wang Yaolin.

Hou Chaonan's generosity made his plan very popular and went smoothly.

Batches of materials were successively transported to the scrap station of Shaxi Society.

Shaxi Scrap Station, which used to be the site of Shaxi Commune's large-scale steel smelting, was later dismantled and the site was vacated, the place was very spacious, and there was a row of eight earthen houses to store materials.

These days, the scrapyard is becoming more and more lively.

With the increase of materials, especially once the production equipment such as iron pots is in place, Song Qiong and Tang Sheng will arrange these equipment and put them into production to form production capacity as soon as possible.

On the first day, three pots of soap were boiled, on the second day it increased to six pots, and on the third day it had reached ten pots of soap together.

Ten cauldrons, ten stoves, lined up in the open space, flames blazing, white steam rising to the sky, next to each big iron pot, there are two men with big shoulders and round waists, standing on the bench, carrying a big shovel, stretched into the iron pot, stirring vigorously.

The aroma of boiling oil wafted out for miles.

Once the heat was ready and the saponification was complete, several people lifted the iron pot from the stove, poured the foaming soap into the iron bucket, and dragged it aside to stand in layers.

One pot is easy to make, two pots, three pots...... Although after the increase in pots, the production organization of personnel and the site became more complicated, but under the command of Song Qiong, everything became orderly.

The hardest and craziest person in the field work is none other than the taciturn Tang Sheng.

Tang Sheng is twenty-two years old this year, and in this era, he has already begun to talk about marriage. The conditions of his family are not good, his father died early, his mother is frail, and his grandfather is sick in bed, he knows that his future will have to be fought for with his own hands, and he is always haunted by the gains and losses of this great opportunity.

After knowing Song Qiong and Hou Chaonan's plan, Tang Sheng was full of energy, holding back his strength to get rid of Wang Yaolin.

At the same time, he also admired Song Qiong so much.

It was obviously something that made him anxious and helpless, but when he got to Song Qiong, it could be solved with a few simple words.

No matter how chaotic the scene is, Song Qiong can also coordinate it smoothly.

No matter how clumsy a worker is, after a few words of guidance from Song Qiong, he can complete his work very skillfully.

Sometimes, Tang Sheng couldn't understand why Song Qiong, who was also a human being, was able to perform so well, it was too demonic!

Hou Chaonan had long known that Song Qiong was a demon.

Looking at the hot scene, he became more confident in their plan.

Let him come by himself, he can't do it to this extent, not even half of it, let alone Wang Yaolin's idiot.

It is said that the prefectural office has not even cleared the site so far.

It's not competition at all.

"Song Qiong, the first batch of soap can be demolded tonight, right?" Taking advantage of Song Qiong's pause, Hou Chaonan pulled him to the side and handed him a cigarette.

After Song Qiong's several warnings, he has now learned to be obedient, knowing that in the production area, you can't smoke, the soot falls into the soap, which will damage the quality of the product, and the open flame is also easy to cause the deflagration of grease.

Song Qiong took the cigarette and squatted on the ground side by side with Hou Chaonan to swallow the clouds and spit out the fog: "There are two pots of soap that can be demolded, and there are two pots until tomorrow morning." ”

"There are two pots enough, I have prepared the outer packaging, the unique work of the old Song of Dayou Village, twenty soap boxes made of bamboo strips, labeled, no soap will be bought." Hou Chaonan said with a smile.

Changing the soap into a beautiful packaging is also Song Qiong's idea. At first, he thought it was too much, but when he got it out and put it in front of him, the bamboo soapbox looked more beautiful and eye-catching than the straw paper wrap last time.

"Hehe, let's use it first, and when it is officially produced, we will use printed packaging and trademarks."

"Okay, come over early tomorrow, let's take it with us and go to the club for a meeting together."

"You have a meeting, I won't mix, right?"

"That's not good, this is the decisive moment, you're not here, I don't have a bottom in my heart!"

As he was talking, there was a sudden noise outside, Song Qiong and Hou Chaonan hurriedly stood up and looked at the noisy place, only to see Wang Yaolin with a few people, yelling at the workers in front of an iron pot, and then rushing to the next iron pot.

"What? What are you doing? ”

"Are you black factories and black workshops?"

"Stop, stop for me right away."

Wang Yaolin even rushed over to snatch the shovels in the hands of the workers, some of these workers were family members and relatives of the Shaxi Society, or they were introduced, and they did not know Wang Yaolin, and Wang Yaolin was not wearing a uniform, they were not afraid of him, and they would drive people away when they raised their shovels.

Wang Yaolin was so angry that he jumped like thunder, he didn't have anything in his hands, and he didn't dare to really rush forward.

"What about Hou Chaonan? Hou Chaonan, you get out of here! ”

Hou Chaonan and Song Qiong looked at each other in amazement, Song Qiong shook his head, took a few steps back, hid behind a pile of supplies, and watched coldly.

Hou Chaonan strode over: "Wang Yaolin, what are you doing, this is the Shaxi Society, not the county society, put away your bureaucratic style." ”

"Shaxi Society? Shaxi Club is not a kingdom of reading, and it also has to accept the guidance and plans of the county community. ”

Wang Yaolin glared at Hou Chaonan, his face was hideous: "Let me ask you, who allowed your Shaxi Society to make soap?" If you are blatantly violating the instructions of the county society and disrupting the order of socialist production, I will report it to the leadership, and you will wait to be punished! ”

Wang Yaolin pressed down a big hat, and the employees next to him who didn't know the truth suddenly looked at each other, and their expressions became suspicious, for fear that what they were doing now would really violate the law.

Wang Yaolin also demonstrated, glaring at the workers who were working.

"Hey, Chief Wang, are you joking, our Shaxi Society makes soap, but it has been affirmed by the county leaders and praised by the leaders of the supply and marketing cooperatives, how can it get into your mouth and become a disruption of the socialist production order?"

Hou Chaonan "sneered" disdainfully: "What happened just a few days ago, you won't forget it, right?" The few pieces of soap that Director Luo got from the county, were they made by our Shaxi Society? ”

"Besides, can you, as a unit chief, represent the Zhongling County Supply and Marketing Cooperative, or can you represent the Zhongling County Revolutionary Committee?"

"Y-you're talking nonsense—"

Wang Yaolin was dumbfounded.

Only then did he realize that this place was the place where Song Qiong made soap for the first time, and the soap they made was affirmed and praised by the county leaders and county community leaders.

It was originally a project of the county community, but it was just a place borrowed from the Shaxi Society.

However, Wang Yaolin had no way to be arrogant, and several people who made soap at that time, except for Huang Qi, Song Qiong and Tang Sheng, had been thrown aside by him.

He thought that he had mastered the production process, and these two were insignificant, who knew that Hou Chaonan would intervene sideways and start the soap-making project again.

"You bastard!" Wang Yaolin jumped to his feet, stretched out his hand and pointed at Hou Chaonan, and scolded.