"Brother Song, Brother Song, wake up soon, you're about to go to work, if it's late, Boss Wang will scold. ”

Zhou Fugui's anxious urging voice sounded in his ears, Song Yu opened his eyes, and then looked at the sky, there was no sky outside at all, it was simply dark.

Song Yu estimated that it had not yet reached the fifth watch, and Song Yu usually got up on time for the sixth watch, but he didn't expect that the food processing workshop started earlier than he got up.

Zhou Fugui has started to be busy, and Song Yu has a good habit, that is, he will not sleep again after waking up, since he is not sleepy, then get up.

Song Yu shook his head, feeling groggy, as if his body was beginning to protest against Song Yu's good habits.

At this time, Zhou Fugui walked in with a basin of water, "Brother Song, the water has already come, you hurry up and wash up, I'll go get breakfast first." ”

Song Yu looked at the shaking water in the basin, his heart became in a trance, Zhou Fugui had no need to do this at all, Song Yu felt that he was being served, Song Yu had never been served, he used to do his own things at home, and sometimes he had to help his parents do housework.

Song Yu touched the water in the basin, the temperature of the water was just right, and Song Yu began to wash.

After a while, Zhou Fugui walked in early, and he had to go to Wang Papi's house early to receive it, which was definitely not rich, a plate of chicken intestines, plus porridge with no rice in sight. The so-called chicken intestines are not chicken intestines, but rice vermicelli rolled in dough.

Song Yu ate one, and it tasted good.

Zhou Fugui told Song Yu that this was done by the proprietress, and Song Yu saw the skill of Wang Papi's wife to quarrel, thinking that she was a, but she didn't expect to cook well.

Song Yu took a sip of porridge, okay, this kind of porridge, no matter if you are a Da Luo immortal, you can't make it delicious.

After eating early, Zhou Fugui took the initiative to wash the dishes, and Song Yu did not object, who doesn't want to be served?

Song Yu sighed: "This feeling is not bad. ”

Of course, Song Yu is just saying that he will not ask Zhou Fugui to serve him in the future, first, he doesn't want to owe Zhou Fugui anything, and second, Zhou Fugui is an honest man, and Song Yu doesn't like to bully honest people.

About half past five, the food processing workshop started, and Song Yu met his workers for the first time.

There are fifteen people in the workshop, and in summary, they are old, weak, sick and disabled, and Song Yu classifies himself into the weak team. Everyone is like working without energy, Song Yu stood at the door of the food processing workshop and saw this scene, and he didn't know what to do except stand stupidly.

A man came to Song Yu, the man was about fifty years old, tall, if he had a horse's face, he would be vicious, and if he laughed, he would ...... It's better not to laugh, it just so happened that the man was smiling at Song Yu, which really scared Song Yu.

The man smiled and said, "Young man, I am the foreman, my name is Wang Wu, you will work with the hunchback later." He turned his head and yelled into the room, "Hunchback, get here." ”

Wang Wu's attitude towards Song Yu is very good, there is no such domineering feeling, and later Song Yu understands that it is more difficult for the food processing workshop to recruit people than Wang Papi to pay wages to workers on time, do you say that Wang Wu's attitude towards Song Yu can be bad?

And it makes sense to arrange Zhou Fugui to take Song Yu, Zhou Fugui is a well-known good man here, anyone can call around, Zhou Fugui will not bully newcomers, so it is convenient to keep newcomers.

It's just that when the newcomer becomes an old man, the old man will bully Zhou Fugui, and they have also been taken care of by Zhou Fugui, but they treat it like a mustard.

Zhou Fugui came quickly, Wang Wu explained a few words to Zhou Fugui, and then went to do things, Zhou Fugui took Song Yu into the food processing workshop.

Entering the food processing workshop, Song Yu really felt the dirty mess of the food processing workshop.

There are three rooms in the food processing workshop, the first of which is for the rough processing of ingredients, which is generally sorting and sorting, a wooden table several meters long with various ingredients, and workers stand on the wooden table for a hundred years to select the ingredients, each with a knife and a cutting board.

There are large and small pots under their feet, the basin is as black as the bottom of the pot, the ground seems to have not been swept for hundreds of years, some ingredients fall to the ground, the workers directly pick it up and throw it into the basin, some people directly step on the basin, and some people wake up and throw their snot into the basin.

Song Yu followed Zhou Fugui flexibly through the various basins and smoothly entered the next room.

The second room for the fine processing of ingredients, generally is dyeing and flavoring, there are more than a dozen pools, each pool is different in color, several workers throw the ingredients into the pool, after a while, and then take out the ingredients, after the ingredients have been bathed, the color is crystal clear, fresh and gorgeous.

On the other side, there was a large pit with a spicy smell and a worker stepping on something in it.

Song Yu asked, "What is he stepping on?"

Zhou Fugui replied: "He is stepping on the ingredients, so that the ingredients can quickly taste good." ”

Song Yu said: "It's really ...... That's smart!"

Then enter the third room, where the ingredients are mainly packaged, some have been flavored, some do not need to be flavored, some are meat, some are vegetables, and they are placed in various packages.

Of course, the workers' behaviour is very unhygienic.

There was a locked door in the corner of the wall, the door was not high, Zhou Fugui took the key to open the door, and it was dark outside.

Song Yu saw that outside the door was a desolate clearing, overgrown with weeds, and only a path stretched forward.

After a while, Zhou Fugui pushed a trolley out, with a wheel in front of the car, two wooden pillars behind the wheel, the wheel and the pillar formed a triangle, followed by two long handles, which were easy to exert force.

The trolley is also called 'wheelbarrow', and Shu is called 'chicken cart'.

It is said that the inventor of the chicken bus is Zhuge Kongming, when Zhuge Kongming went out of Qishan to rely on the chicken bus to transport grain and grass, this is a very convenient means of transportation, Song Yu also used this thing, and it does not need much effort to operate.

In this way, what Song Yu and Zhou Fugui had to do was to deliver the goods, and sure enough, Zhou Fugui asked Song Yu to help carry the ingredients out, and the two of them carried the wooden boxes one by one to the trolley until they were piled up higher than a person.

Zhou Fugui tied the wooden box with a rope, and Song Yu tried to push the trolley, okay, the trolley was obviously overweight. I saw that Zhou Fugui easily pushed the trolley, and Song Yu followed behind in frustration.

Bored on the way, Zhou Fugui chatted with Song Yu, "Brother Song, there is one thing I want to ask you." ”

Song Yu heard Zhou Fugui's words and regained his self-confidence, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhou Fugui said a little embarrassed: "I'm just curious about how to write the word 'Yu'? I haven't read a book, I want to learn more Braille." ”

Song Yu heard the excitement in Zhou Fugui's tone, which was a thirst for knowledge, Song Yu nodded and said, "I just know some words, and I can teach you after work." ”

Zhou Fugui was overjoyed, his whole body trembled with excitement, as if he had encountered a great good thing, and hurriedly thanked: "Thank you Brother Song, I don't know what to say." ”

Song Yu was taken aback, "Fugui!

The two talked about other things, Zhou Fugui asked, Song Yu replied, and Zhou Fugui admired Song Yu even more.

Walking out of the path, Song Yu found himself in the snack street, the sky had turned out of the white belly, there were few customers on the street, only the vendors were chatting.

Song Yu only then knew why he had to take the path, it was not a secret that there was a black-hearted food processing workshop on Xiangnan Street, if someone saw the trolley coming from Xiangnan Street, I was afraid that no one would dare to eat the things of the snack street, and there was something that was not visible, so it was better to be careful, even if there were people in the government, they should not be too arrogant.

When Song Yu was thinking about it, Zhou Fugui had already sent the first shipment, but there was a small accident, the vendor insisted that there was one ingredient missing from his goods, and he had to take one ingredient from another wooden box as compensation, otherwise he would not pay the bill.

If you can't collect the accounts, Zhou Fugui feels terrible when you think about it, but the other wooden boxes are for other traders, so they can't be moved.

This movement attracted many onlookers from traders, and everyone talked about it, most of them accusing Zhou Fugui of being short of catties and shortages, they were all doing business on the same street, and their positions were very clear, and Zhou Fugui became the target of public criticism.

Zhou Fugui was so anxious that he was about to cry, "What should I do?"

Song Yu came back to his senses, stepped forward to ask the reason, looked at the delivery note again, and sneered: "Potato, also known as potato, also known as artichoke, the other name of potato is rarely known, and it is generally used by Shu, you said that Fugui lacks your ingredients, I think you want to slander Fugui, right?"

Seeing that the wishful thinking failed, the vendor's face turned blue and white for a while, and he was annoyed and angry, "What evidence do you have to prove that I am hunchbacked?"

Song Yu saw that the vendor was not confident enough, so he decided to take advantage of the victory to pursue, raised the delivery note in his hand, and shouted: "Just rely on it, as long as I send it to my lord's house, the adult is well-informed, and he knows the truth and falsehood.

Everyone gasped and was silent.

Everyone understands that the adult Song Yu said is Wang Papi's brother-in-law, no one present can afford to provoke him, the vendor was startled, he was already dead, and he was scared by Song Yu again, where can he stand it?

The vendor said with a bitter face: "Little brother, I'm just joking with Fugui, don't take it seriously." ”

Song Yu glared at the vendor, pointed at Zhou Fugui and said, "Don't tell me, you have to say it to Fugui." ”

The vendor glanced at Zhou Fugui and said bitterly: "Hunchback......"

Song Yu said angrily: "You can also call a hunchback?"

The vendor immediately changed his words: "Fugui, I'm just kidding, don't take it seriously, okay?"

Zhou Fugui naturally nodded, he didn't have a temper with Song Yu, but he admired Song Yu's temper, and after that, Zhou Fugui's delivery of goods to the snack street was extremely smooth, and Zhou Fugui admired Song Yu even more.

Only Song Yu understood that these words were just to scare the ignorance of the market, but who made them afraid of these words.

For a whole day, Song Yu and Zhou Fugui were delivering goods, you must know that the business scope of Wang Papi's food processing workshop is not limited to the snack street, Song Yu's feet are worn out, but Song Yu is silent.

Song Yu followed Zhou Fugui to many places in Shiyan Township, and a plan in his mind gradually became clear, and Song Yu found himself beginning to fall in love with this job.