The number of 85_85483 fabrics is more than enough, not to mention that there is still stock in the factory, and the roll in front of everyone alone is enough to complete the material in the storage tank.

This is the first time that the survivors have done something so "rich", and the most real feeling they have at the moment without the shortage of materials is only one word: "cool".

Ma slipped the fabric into pieces, and in order to ensure that the water storage effect could achieve the expected purpose, Zhao Yunhai specially instructed everyone to pad three layers when laying the lining.

Although Wang Jun sent several packing tickets to say that the waterproof performance of this fabric is excellent, and listed the relevant test results, hoping to dispel Zhao Yunhai's idea of repeatedly paving the way.

But for Zhao Yunhai, who has always been strict about things, it is difficult for him to believe all the things that have not been verified by his own eyes.

Especially these domestic quality things, although the number of inspections on the bright side is very bright. But as Zhao Yunhai, who is in a similar industry, he is still very cautious about these numbers, because he is also aware of the "doorway" of gray supervision.

Therefore, for the sake of insurance, Zhao Yunhai finally declined Wang Junfa's "kind reminder", and insisted on adding three layers of waterproof coating fabric to the water storage tank.

After all, the rain is harvested by the sky, and you can't control when it comes, nor how much it comes, so the matter of water storage is absolutely intolerable, because it is a matter of life and death for the whole factory.

After completing the three water storage tanks, everyone worked together to move them under the drainage pipe that had been erected by Shicai.

In addition, Tang Xiaoquan also paved all the plastic long frames used to hold semi-finished clothes in the factory with waterproof fabrics according to the gourd painting.

While these things can't be compared to the size of a huge wooden tank, they are just as effective in storing water.

Perhaps also inspired by Tang Xiaoquan's behavior, the rest of the hot springs Xin and others also began to look for things that could be used to store water in the factory as close as possible.

Finally, when it was time to announce the suspension of work and dinner at noon, the whole factory collected a total of nearly 30 objects for water storage. There are many mineral water bottles, cola cans, basins and other things, so to speak, the current state of "Zhongkun Textile" really responds to the old saying:

"Everything is ready, all we need is rain!"

Since the rice still has the last steps such as exposure to the sun and molting have not been done, everyone who has been busy for most of the day can only rely on clear soup and little water to satisfy their hunger at noon.

Fortunately, the survivors didn't have much to do in the afternoon, otherwise these so-called "food" alone would not be enough to support their huge body consumption.

After a hasty lunch, everyone began to chat about each other.

And Lao Zhao and Lin Junfu took out the chessboard and set it aside to start a new round of games.

For such a brain-consuming thing as playing chess, Wang Qiang's group of young people naturally don't have much interest, and they prefer simple and violent entertainment such as playing cards.

Therefore, Wang Qiang asked directly to the point: "Lin Guan, do you have poker here?" ”

"Yes!" Lin Junfu, who didn't squint and devoted himself to the battle, didn't look up, he just answered with a deep sink, and then opened a drawer on his side, took out two well-packaged pokers and threw them out: "Next!" ”

"Gotcha!" Steadily receiving the flying poker in his hand, Wang Qiang immediately shouted at the top of his voice: "Come on, come on!" Brothers, hurry up and get started. ”

Since Wu Chao and Hu Xiaodong needed to be responsible for guarding the gate in the afternoon, Da Zhuang and Da Da on shift took the table instead of them.

And Tang Xiaoquan was a little helpless and had to be pushed onto the table under the shouts of everyone, and his opponent was naturally his good brother Wang Qiang.

It's just that Wang Qiang is not very interested in this, and can even be said to be quite disdainful, which can be seen from the jokes such as "You will be clever later", "You see that you are playing cards", "Don't drag Lao Tzu back".

Not long after the battle began, Tang Xiaoquan, who was invincible, gradually exposed the tragedy of his card skills.

As Wei Dazhuang, who has been in the countryside for a long time, Wang Daodao, after the end of the weekday farming, the most entertainment items are mahjong and poker.

Therefore, such as fighting the landlord and 80 points, for them, it is simply like a pediatric deposit.

Rao is Wang Qiang, who thinks that his card skills are not bad, and in front of them, he is not an opponent at all.

Of course, whether it is an opponent or not, Wang Qiang will not take the responsibility for losing the card on his head.

In addition, his temper is already impatient, not to lose the card is to lose, once the card is lost, all kinds of have, there is not, the ugly disgusting foul language is like a machine gun fire to spit out.

Tang Xiaoquan's eyebrows were tightly frowned, he really couldn't understand why this was obviously a pastime and entertainment project, why he had to be more nervous than fighting.

Over time, Tang Xiaoquan finally couldn't stand his brother's offensive, and he surrendered and was defeated.

Leaving the noisy card table, Tang Xiaoquan was honestly burdened, he twisted his sour neck, and then walked to the adjacent table to watch the "battle of the century" between Lin Junfu and Zhao Yunhai.

On top of the small chess game, an invisible gunsmoke is being staged.

Lin Junfu is worthy of being born as a traffic policeman, and his offensive posture is as fierce as steel as his temperament.

On the other hand, Zhao Yunhai on the other side is not impatient, and his solid defense is also quite consistent with his identity as a scholar.

No wonder people in the world often say that life is like chess, seeing Lin and Zhao's distinct chess methods, Tang Xiaoquan couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

After watching it like this for more than half an hour, Tang Xiaoquan gradually felt a little tired.

After all, the boredom of just watching and not being able to play in person is very torturous.

Wang Qiang shouted loudly as usual, although he didn't know how Hot Spring Xin could endure the latter's ugly ghost howl, but Tang Xiaoquan could be sure that the latter's card skills must be above him, which can be seen from the white stripes on Wei Dazhuang and Wang Daodao's faces.

continued to stay indoors for about 10 minutes, and finally Tang Xiaoquan finally walked out of the house under the disturbance of noise and the invasion of dirty air.

Subconsciously glanced at the wall clock on the wall: "Half past three."

Tang Xiaoquan, who was still in the early days, had to find something for himself to improve his calmness, which was becoming more and more tired.

After a moment of reflection, he walked around his room, then found a slightly shady corner, and once again pulled out the notebook he had brought with him