Visiting, speaking, handing out prizes and certificates, and then banqueting, this is the process set by Qin Mu.

It had always been done perfectly, but when it came to the banquet, Qin Mu found that he was still a little mistaken.

The certificates and prizes were all made by Qin Mu. It's not that these things are valuable, but that these things are all customized by him from later generations. This takes up a lot of valuable cabinet space.

The certificate is a cross-stitch. It's just that this cross-stitch is not the style it should be at all, there is no small bridge and flowing water, and there is no wind and snow.

Cross-stitch is set against the backdrop of an endless stretch of golden wheat fields, and the wind blows the wheat waves, revealing the huge buildings in the distance, and the tall chimneys of the factories are billowing white smoke.

In the center of the award certificate is a row of big red characters: "Wulu, in the four years of production and labor in Xuanhe, outstanding performance, this certificate is specially issued for recognition."

Because everyone's name is different, this has somewhat wasted Qin Mu's time.

More than 200 certificates don't take up much space, but the prizes do.

Each delegate was given an enamel washbasin, an enamel jar, a white towel. There are words on it: Wujiazhuang Congress Commemoration.

This was also decided by Qin Mu after thinking about it again and again.

If the certificate of merit is just to show honor, then the prize must be practical, and Qin Mu cannot be extravagant enough to use useless exquisite ornaments as a prize.

Delegates must be given something that they can use in their daily lives.

Such a thing is actually related to four aspects: clothing, food, housing and transportation. So Qin Mu thought about it, and then he remembered the washbasin and towel. This is something that everyone uses every day.

The rich people in this time and space used copper basins and porcelain basins. The delegates are poor, so naturally they can't afford to use this, they use wooden pots.

However, the wooden basin is inconvenient to use, not only heavy, but also likely to leak, such as a light and strong enamel basin.

So he ordered more than two hundred enamel washbasins at once, and then equipped them with towels.

Don't look at the towels are very common in later generations, they can be used as rags, but in this time and space, this is quite high-end technology - there is no one in the world.

Da Song has never had such an absorbent and soft towel, even if it is a rich family, the towel that wipes his face is the same as a board - there is no soft coil on it.

With washbasins and towels, which are for use at home, what about going out? Bring a cup of water to drink. So Qin Mu gave another enamel cup with a lid. This way you can make tea later.

Why did he choose enamel instead of stainless steel, this is also the result of Qin Mu's careful consideration. Steel rusts, while enamel doesn't.

Enamel, also known as enamel, is a composite material that melts and solidifies inorganic vitreous materials on the base metal and firmly binds the metal.

What are the key points that Qin Mu values? It is that this process is not unique to later generations, but as early as the sixth century, there were inlaid enamels, deflorated enamels, relief enamels, translucent enamels and so on in Europe.

In the eighth century, China began to develop enamel, and by the end of the fourteenth century, the enamel technique became more and more mature, and the products of the Jingtai period of the Ming Dynasty in the middle of the fifteenth century were particularly famous, so they were called cloisonne.

What does this mean? It shows that this process does not depend on the chemical industry of later generations, and does not need chemical raw materials for later generations.

This allows it to be replicated immediately on the plane.

Enamel products are very useful daily necessities, and Qin Mu still remembers an enamel cup that his grandfather once used - an heirloom passed on to his father.

Enamel is a process in which a layer of glaze is covered with a layer of glaze on the metal, and inevitably, there will be extremely small holes in the glaze.

It is precisely because of the existence of these small holes that if a cup has been brewing tea for many years, there will be a layer of something similar to tea dirt but not tea scale. Qin Mu didn't know what that thing was called, but he knew that it was very good.

Such an enamel cup, whatever tea foam you put in, has a particularly strong tea flavor, and it can be drunk for a day without being light.

Based on these considerations, Qin Mu chose these three things as prizes.

Of course, there is no problem when the award is issued, the problem is that after the award certificate and prize are distributed, it is time to enter the banquet link. At this time, Qin Mu found a situation that he couldn't bear to look at directly, that is, those representatives put the prizes under their noses one by one, for fear of losing them.

Even if Qin Mu mobilized everyone to go back to the dormitory, put down the prizes and come back, they didn't listen to their own words.

How can such a good thing be willing to leave his side, in case it is stolen? Can you still ask Young Master Qin for another set?

So they resolutely do not leave the prize.

In this way, the banquet changed its taste. It was originally a celebration banquet, and everyone was just happy to eat and drink. Now, it's like a group of begging flowers, one by one with all their belongings, waiting pitifully around the table for dinner.

Qin Mu glanced at Meiluan helplessly, and Meiluan had no choice but to wink at him with her big beautiful eyes, as if to say, "Official, the slave family has done their best." ”

Then let's get started, or eat hot pot. First, it is too troublesome for so many people to eat stir-fried vegetables, and secondly, in fact, the representatives are poor, and the poor prefer to eat real meat without tricks.

So today, Qin Mu let them eat meat openly.

Lamb, beef, eat to your heart's content.

Although according to historical records, the Song Dynasty also had laws prohibiting the killing of cattle, but how could there be truly law-abiding people in the current Great Song Dynasty? Li Bangyan took the lead in being unreasonable, which shows the extent to which the rule of officials has collapsed.

Without enforcers, there is no law. So whether it's a folk or a temple, basically beef is also eaten casually, of course, you have to have money to afford it.

Qin Mu is not short of money, so let's eat to your heart's content.

Not only beef and mutton, but also Qin Mu's out-of-season vegetables are also planted as soon as winter begins. Of course, the large-scale planting has not yet started because a suitable person has not yet been found, but last year's shed is still there, and he will never waste every bit of his available resources.

There is meat, there is enough, there is food, greasy, and of course, there is wine!

This is the good life that Qin Mu promised to the delegates, he not only wants the delegates to think of it, but also the key is that they can see it.

Today's sumptuous feast is the immediate presentation of the beautiful future depicted by Qin Mu.

Zhou Zhian felt like he was dreaming.

He sat in a modern chair, and in front of him was a large round table with ten people sitting around. Everyone, like him, stared at the plates of beef and mutton in front of them, and the chopsticks didn't stop for a moment, holding the slices of meat and soaking them in the strange kitchenware called "hot pot".

The boiling water churned hot, and the bright red slices of meat changed color in an instant.

Zhou Zhian hurriedly dipped the meat slices in the small bowl in front of him with some sauce, quickly stuffed them into his mouth, and without waiting to swallow them, he immediately handed out the chopsticks again, picked up the meat with chopsticks, and put it in the pot.

Don't look at the sweat on his forehead when he eats a mouthful of wine and meat, but Zhou Zhi'an's eyes never leave the prize under his feet.

Inside the white enamel basin, a white enamel cup is placed, and a white towel is placed on top of the enamel cup.

These things are simply wonderful. Zhou Zhian almost couldn't help but drink with that cup right away.

It's just that everyone is an adult, and they need to be face-saving somewhat. There are only four bottles of wine on one table, and if you serve such a large glass, you can hold one bottle of wine at a time, and others will have to beat you to death - you still won't let us drink it.

This wine is also too good, Zhou Zhian has never drunk such a beautiful wine when he is so old.

In comparison, I didn't even smell of alcohol when I drank it. Thinking of this, Zhou Zhian almost cried. He didn't know when he would be able to drink such good wine again.

You can't cry, it's too much of a delay to cry, and now you have to hurry up and eat and drink.

Zhou Zhian found out that the meat on this table was enough. When a plate is empty, someone will send a new one. But there was nothing new in the wine.

He hurriedly poured himself a full cup, then raised his glass like others, and said to Wu Lu beside him: "Brother Wu, brother, I salute you." We, the peasant brothers, will rely on the fertilizer of the workers' big brother in the future. ”

Zhou Zhian is not a stupid person, in such a short time, he already understands how to speak. At this time, he is no longer called Wu Dalang, but is called Big Brother instead.

After all, the peasants are asking the workers to get fertilizer. When it comes to begging people, you naturally have to be shorter.

"Brother Zhou, I'll do it well." Wu Lu hurriedly raised his cup, the two touched it, and then drank it all.

Good wine!

This kind of wine, Wu Lu is the first time in his life to drink.

That fiery feeling penetrated into his limbs, and at this time, every cell of Wulu seemed to be full of strength, and he felt that he was an iron man.

Iron man has endless power. He wants to be a steelworker, he wants to make fertilizer, he wants to let the farmers grow a lot of food, and he wants everyone in the world to eat the good things like this.

At this moment, Wu Lu couldn't help but suddenly sang loudly.

"We workers have power,

Hey, we workers have power,

Busy with work every day,

Hey, busy with work every day,

built into a tall building,

built a railway coal mine,

The world has changed! ”

This song is the most popular song in Weishanhu Coal Mine. Of course, Wu Lu didn't know that this was specially taught to the workers by Fang Haoyin's art troupe.

But he likes this song very much, and every day, when he hears his co-workers singing, he will hum along with it. It's just that he is introverted and never dares to sing.

But today, at this moment, Wu Lu felt that there was a fire about to erupt from the bottom of his heart.

He simply shouted the song out of his own hands.

The workers' representatives seemed to have found an organization at once.

"Hey,

The machine was started, and it rumbled,

Raised the hammer, jingle bell,

caused a hoe, good production,

caused the guns, sent to the front,

Hey, hey, hey! ”

The singing voices of the workers' representatives were full of power, and this voice went straight to the hearts of the people, and at this moment, even Qin Mu seemed to feel a kind of power like substance filling the entire space.

"We workers have power!"

Qin Mu involuntarily joined this cross-era chorus.