In the original plan, after the opening of the Hongxing Power Plant, the original prime mover of the Hongxing Industrial Zone will be allocated to the four places of Chiji Agricultural Base Area, Budai Chemical Industry Zone, Hekou Base, and Northern Taiwan - from the ranking point of view, the status of the Hekou Base is not high.

The technicians at the estuary base were a little unhappy with this.

This time, Director Li Ziqiang came to enjoy the coolness, it may not be an opportunity, maybe it can-ah, everyone understands the subtext in this.

Under the careful and strict institutional arrangement, can there be a human factor in it? This is a problem.

The content of tonight's barbecue meeting is very rich, swimming in the sea, climbing, flying in the sky, running in the mountains, none of them can not be barbecued and eaten.

Sun Qiang, a part-time chef who is known as a drunken and disorderly person, led a few technicians who took the initiative to help, and the Chinese kitchen knives and Western-style kitchen knives in their hands flew around, and after the ingredients were properly disposed of in the same way, he took off his apron and joined the barbecue army.

All the seasonings are arranged, and you can add whatever flavor you like. This is a tradition at the base of the estuary. Director Li Ziqiang is no exception.

Except for some people who must be left in key positions, the people in the entire estuary base are basically all there, and those who can't come temporarily will have someone to replace them at that time.

On the edge of the small lake, everyone was smiling, and the scene was very harmonious.

Seeing that Director Li Ziqiang kept sprinkling chili noodles on the mutton skewers, Director Song Shida kindly reminded: "Director Li, this is Sichuan Chaotian pepper with more than 100,000 spicy degrees, ranking third in the world!" ”

"Well, as soon as I smelled it, I knew that it was excellent, but why didn't you bring a little bit to rank first and second? How's that, you can't see chili, right?! ”

Director Li Ziqiang clamped a little more with a bamboo clip-

"Count you ruthless, the first and second ones only have spicy and no fragrance, who wants to bring them. Feel free to do so-"

I don't know who put out the speaker, and immediately the song "Love and Love" flowed around the whole scene. At this time, a breeze blows, which makes people feel very comfortable.

Director Song Shida, Director Li Ziqiang, Assistant Wang Jianguo, Assistant Jiang Cheng, Captain Lu Wangcai, and a few skilled practitioners who can drink all gathered together - everyone complimented Director Li Ziqiang's contribution to the Hekou base, and they made a lot of noise together, and took turns to toast him, which made Director Li Ziqiang very happy, what could be more pleasant than being recognized by others?

He must do it every respect, but fortunately, what he drank was a hundred years of loneliness, and everyone didn't dare to drink sweet potato wine - but even if the degree of a hundred years of loneliness is not high, Director Li Ziqiang's eyes are now a little red-

At this time, everyone stopped toasting, Director Song Shida glanced at Bai Jie, who had been looking at him, and Bai Jie, the director of the factory, walked over with a half-glass of a hundred years of loneliness, and her current walking posture is very girlish.

As soon as he saw her posture, Assistant Wang Jianguo rolled his eyes, he knew very well that as long as she walked in this posture, it meant that a certain man was going to have something to do-

Director Bai Jie said with a smile: "Director Li, the development of our Hekou base to this day is all due to the strength of your Red Star Machining Factory!" ”

"Ha Luha, don't say that, Ha Luha, Sister Bai, everyone has a credit! This machining is the key to changing history! Now everyone has a deep understanding, right? ”

"Yes, just for this famous saying, I will give Director Li a glass alone!"

Director Li Ziqiang also generously dried it -

Director Bai Jie then looked a little sad, she said: "Now, my celluloid factory has reached a bottleneck - there is a lack of a low-pressure boiler - the output of celluloid is far from enough to use, and I am urged every day, so sad——"

"Ah, there are your indicators in the planning book, and there will be -"

Director Song Shida immediately took it, only to see him shake his head painfully and said: "This problem is not simple, the scale of the food factory has increased again, and it will be put on the production line of fish floss and fishmeal immediately, that thing is a high-protein supplement, right?" Not to mention coconut oil production, everyone is forcing us to ask for it, you say I don't have the motivation to take anything to increase production? And wood processing—"

"Okay, okay, I'll find a way to solve one for you, just one!"

Everyone's eyebrows were raised, and the human tactics were successful-

Sun Qiang, a part-time chef, took a bite of 50-degree sweet potato wine and bit the grilled squid in his hand. He has been watching from the sidelines, and when he saw the appearance of Director Li, who is said to have a lot of alcohol, he chuckled lightly in his heart, and still use me to accompany him for this amount of alcohol? It's a pity that Hou Zhiben went to the Budai Chemical Industry Zone, even if he went out, he could drink him and Director Li - the rumors are not credible.

The next day, Director Li Ziqiang couldn't get out of bed. The headache was cracking, the mouth was dry, the mouth was bitter, and the tongue coating was as rough as a jute mat - when I wanted to get up, I felt dizzy, and then fell back on the mattress, which made the coconut mattress rustle.

Director Li Zi groaned "ah", I really drank too much last night - but I was in a good mood.

Director Song Shida came in with an ice box with a smile, which was what Director Li Ziqiang wanted most.

Director Song Shida said: "Plums, what do you want?" ”

"Go! Just get a bottle - I'm dying of thirst! ”

Li Ziqiang gulped down the soda, burped heavily, and felt comfortable for a while, but his head was still a little dizzy, and he lay back down, moaning comfortably and saying, "This baking soda is not as good as directly hitting carbon dioxide-"

"Are you still picking, have you given me a CO2 suppression device?"

"That has to be five or six years later, oh, my head hurts!"

"Now you know how we feel when we get drunk after forcing me to drink with Jianren, right?!"

"A man who has never been drunk is still called a man - I am giving you the dignity of being a man."

"Okay, you're a real man, men count when they talk, as you said last night, Ji Lu gave us two prime motives."

"-I think it's a machine-don't fool me-"

"Ha Luha, do you need me to find Sister Bai to authenticate with you? Although she is chasing Wang Jianguo quite tightly now-"

"Oh, chasing Wang Jianguo? He's the one who always laughs, right? What's the situation, tell me about it? ”

Director Li Ziqiang sat up suddenly, the light of gossip flashed in his eyes, as if his head was no longer dizzy, and his spirit was also coming.

Song Shi despised the director in his heart, this kid is also of age-

"That's what I said—"

Director Song Shida spoke with relish.

At this time, these two directors are like two college students who are stealing gossip about their classmates, and like two middle-aged uncles who are stealing gossip about their neighbors.

These rains have also made the mountain even more green, and from a distance, it seems to be permanently lush.

Although the theoretical autumn is approaching, the people of the Han and Tang groups may not feel it deeply, they may need to use a thermometer, and also through the records of ten days to determine the changes - but the trees in this mountain do not need to, they all use their own subtle changes to express, only the seasoned hunters and local natives can know from the changes in their leaves, that autumn is coming-

Now the seasoned hunters are basically surviving around the estuary base - making charcoal, they want, can be exchanged for horse tickets or silver taels; The prey, they wanted, could be exchanged for horse tickets or silver taels; Even mountain goods they want.

The villages of the Fangsuozai Society, the Lukai Society, and the Paishanwan Society are almost empty—but it has caused more contact between the indigenous chiefs and the Wus—although they still think that the mountain gods in their societies are the real mountain gods—but they are all faced with a problem, what to do now. They must not know that there is a word for marginalization, but the real feeling of being marginalized is very profound.

On this day, the village where the Suo Tsai Society was put welcomed by other visitors.

Several presidents and Ah Wu were sitting in the public house, and sad emotions flowed in the house.

In a low tone, the president of the Fangsuo Tsai Society said, "The young people in the village have gone to 'work', and they have brought back rice, salt, and cloth, and there is no shortage of these in the public housing—but, as you can see, there is no one in this village, and it is about to turn to dust—"

Ah Wu of the Fang Suo Tsai Society said slowly: "I can often hear the mountain god roaring in a low voice, and I can often hear our ancestors crying—what is the use of those things we want without the protection of the mountain gods and ancestors—"

One president said, "In the past, it was really difficult to get food, but now that we have enough food, should we continue like this?" They have built roads in all the villages of our appearance, and I think it is more convenient for them to get what they want from the mountains—have they been allowed to do so all this time? ”

Everyone lowered their heads and thought about it, it wasn't that they didn't think about driving them away at the beginning - but they didn't dare to provoke Hongmaofan, let alone the Hantang Group, which was easier to kill Hongmaofan than a mouse? They had big iron boats taller than trees, big iron carts bigger than houses, and even more terrifying were the guns that could be used non-stop - there were many more people in the Xingang Society than the three of them combined, and they volunteered to be their soldiers - and importantly, they didn't have a poll tax, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief - just take care of their stomachs, and they exchanged fairly.

A witch said in a dream-like voice, "Without us communicating with the mountain gods on behalf of the people in the society, they would never know the joy and anger of the mountain gods—sooner or later, something would happen." ”

This sentence suddenly quieted the room, and it seems that everyone's exchange is of little significance-

The village suddenly became lively, and many children laughed and screamed.

Everyone saw that more than a dozen men and women from the society had returned, pushing the strange two-wheeled carts of the Han Tang Group, which were loaded with all kinds of things.

The president of the Fang Suo Tsai Club had a low face and called out to someone.

"Why are you dressed like that—"

"I'll change it back in a moment."

"Aren't you tired of 'working'?"

"It's tiring, it's like hitting sambar. However, I got more things - I brought back enough rice for my family to eat for two months, enough salt for half a year, and to make new clothes—"

"Enough! Don't you want to participate in the sacrifice of mountain gods and ancestors? ”

"Think, we have to participate, we have a holiday-"

The witch of the Suozai Society said, "Aren't you afraid of the wrath of the mountain gods? ”

"I'm afraid, but the mountain god will definitely take his anger out on them, it's what they want from the mountain god."

The president and the witches were so angry that they couldn't speak for a while.