With the lesson of breakfast, a group of mothers-in-law got together to discuss a countermeasure, but what can be discussed? Zhao Xiang came over to fight, twenty catties of salt and six hundred catties of rice, since he said that he would always use it up. The mothers-in-law couldn't help but complain that the aunt of the Xu family was too greedy: "Underreport the points, the rest is okay, the report is too much, and you can't use it up, and you can't take it away, it's not a waste!" ”

The aunt of the Xu family complained about the mother-in-law of the Shen family: "Are you stupid or not, when he asks if there are enough people, you shouldn't say that it is not enough!" Even if it's really not enough, you have to hold on, and you can't share more than one person if you add it, and there will be less things on everyone's head, I don't know what you think! ”

You blame me, I blame you, it's only been a breakfast, and the logistics department has already been infighting.

Zhao Xiang leaned on the rice bag to read, and his mother-in-law came to persuade him to go back to rest, but he just smiled with a spring breeze: "It's so comfortable, I don't want to move." ”

The remaining 500 catties of rice and almost 20 catties of salt had to be used up for lunch and dinner, Zhao Xiang took two large basins to separate the salt: "Aunt Xu, this pot of salt is used at noon, and this pot is used at night." ”

Aunt Xu had no choice but to smile and nod.

At noon, two hundred and fifty catties of rice were poured evenly into two steaming barrels......

Two dishes and one soup put ten catties of salt......

Everyone came over after finishing their work and served the table, and immediately someone screamed.

The rice is still raw, and the vegetables, meat, and soup are so salty that you can't eat it......

People are iron and rice are steel, and the villagers, who have eaten big fish and meat for several months, suddenly eat such an unpalatable meal, of course, they have to complain. The vegetables and meat can still be eaten, but there is no way to eat the rice sandwich, so I have to return to the pot and add water to steam, this steaming, steaming out five large buckets of rice.

In the face of everyone's complaints, Zhao Xiang always stood on the side with a smile and listened, never saying a word.

"Oh my God, how many people are you going to give so much rice to eat? Usually you can't eat two buckets of rice......"

"Today's pork is even saltier than my salted pork......"

After everyone finished eating, He Defang stood on the edge of the stove with a black face, and Zhao Xiang pretended to be nothing, leaning on the pile of rice to read.

Of course, Mrs. He knew that this time the matter was getting bigger, not only did Zhao Xiang know that these mothers-in-law were corrupt, but other people could see it even if they were stupid. But things can't just be opened up like this, at least He Defang is not ready to uncover it.

He approached Zhao Xiang: "Brother Xiang, I heard our wife say that you are working in the kitchen today?" ”

Zhao Xiang smiled: "Yes, Old He, are you still satisfied with what you eat?" ”

He Defang almost fainted, so many people complained so loudly at noon, you didn't hear a word? He Defang stubbornly said: "It's good, two pigs every day, and enough food, of course the villagers are satisfied, but we have an old saying in the Great Song Dynasty called a gentleman is far away from cooking, Brother Xiang grew up in Nanyang, may not have heard of it, that is, men should stay away from the kitchen and do more big things, forgive the old man for more persuasion, now that the warehouse has been built again, there is a shortage of manpower everywhere, Brother Xiang, if you are really free, it is better to guide everyone, you are here This group of mothers-in-law is nervous, and the work is not good." ”

Hehe, if you don't talk through the words to give you face, you still teach me a lesson?

Zhao Xiang was very unhappy, but he still smiled on his face and stood up: "Also, what you said makes sense." So that I don't come to mess around at night, and let them do their free. ”

He Defang breathed a sigh of relief and said: "That's right, everyone remembers your goodness and sincerely wants to do things well, so you naturally work hard, and you don't have to worry about this." ”

Zhao Xiang stretched out his hand and patted He Defang twice on the shoulder: "Lao He, Lao He...... You don't mind if I call you Lao He, right? ”

He Defang's face froze, and he smiled stiffly: "Where, it's appropriate to call me Lao He......"

Zhao Xiang slapped it twice again and sighed: "Lao He, when I first came here, I didn't even have a bed to sleep on, so I could only sleep on the offering table in the main hall. When I first met everyone, I felt uncomfortable, and the crowd was dressed like beggars. And then I stayed. Lao He, what I think of most often recently is a saying on our side: the ass determines the head. It's a rough word, but I find it meaningful. Speaking of this, Zhao Xiang pointed to the rice field in the distance: "In a few days, the first and last harvest of Xiaozhishan Cooperative will be ushered in, and I will use a harvester instead of manpower at that time, how much do you think the production capacity per mu is?" ”

Hearing "the first and last harvest", He Defang's psychology was completely cold, and he arched his hand: "The old man thinks it should be no less than five hundred catties." ”

"Haha, I think it should be above eight hundred pounds. I remember that you said before that the yield per mu in a single season is only 200 catties, and the change is really fast, and it has only been a few months. ”

"Yes, yes, if there is no Brother Xiang......"

Zhao Xiang didn't let him say any more, and rushed to say: "Lao He, after the warehouse is built, everyone can go home and repair the house, and they still have to do more in the past two days." After speaking, he stretched out his hand and gestured on He Defang's shoulder, shrank back, and turned to leave.

The ass decides the head. Of course, the ancients were simple, and this large group of people also knew what changes Zhao Xiang had brought to them. It's just that when the psychology of gratitude slowly evolved into a matter of course, the idea of a cooperative was completely rejected by Zhao Xiang. In the end, it was not the corruption of the mothers-in-law in the logistics that prompted him to make this decision, but the fact that the two hundred or so people naturally packed all the leftovers after listening to the meal.

The 3,000 bowls in the warehouse have been used up, and even the most ordinary bamboo chopsticks have been naturally taken home by everyone. What was taken away, no one returned it.

Everyone has greed, but Zhao Xiang personally spawned the greed of this group of simple farmers. At first, it was just to open up a road under the lifting platform, as long as he came to help, Zhao Xiang generously sent a machete made of spring steel. Perhaps since then, these people have taken it for granted—a few young men have asked Zhao Xiang more than once if they can give them a divine bow like a black bull.

There were also children who came to tell him that he wanted to wear the same shoes and clothes as Zhang Wen, and even asked Zhao Xiang why Zhang Wen could wear such new clothes but he couldn't.

There were many people who asked for things, and Zhao Xiang felt as if he really owed them, and when they met and talked, they were a little embarrassed. It's like a friend who asks you to borrow money on a regular basis every month, and if you start saying no, the relationship between the two of you won't last longer.

All of this is backlogged, and today, Zhao Xiang finally understands that the butt * stock really determines the head. The mistake was made by himself, and there was no need to say it, but it became his own fault when he said it.

Zhao Xiang didn't go to the kitchen for dinner, but the six hundred catties of rice were really used up this day, at least he didn't hear Zhao Di say that there was a return.

The next day, the logistics staff still came to receive 20 catties of salt and 600 catties of rice, and Zhao Di came to ask Zhao Xiang if he would give it. Zhao Xiang nodded very happily.