"Qi Jie, you're not authentic, you have to work first after drinking your wine!"

Li Dongming shouted with a smile.

Although there were some surprises, everyone didn't take it seriously.

Anyway, idleness is idleness, and workers need help, so help out.

Everyone is young, and there is nothing else, but there is no lack of strength.

Soon, they began to carry it to the car.

"Qi Jie, what are you doing with this thing? What kind of flour is this grain made of? ”

Zhang Jun has a lot of strength, and he has the leisure to ask questions when he carries two bags at a time.

Qi Jie says:

"I'm going to make a snack, if it happens, everyone will help me promote it then, I don't have a job now, so I rely on this to marry a wife and have children."

This made everyone happy at once.

I am also more active in my work.

After all, this is a lifelong event for workers.

No sloppiness.

Only Zhang Jun knows that Qi Jie doesn't even have a partner, and he is married to a fart, and he is almost the same as marrying a celebrity sticker.

When everyone was busy, Guo Hongxing came.

It was already time to get off work, and he heard that Qi Jie had got a truck to move things, so he came over to take a look.

"Uncle Guo, let's go to my house for dinner today, my mother is stewing meat at home."

In these years, the people are very short of oil and water.

Although the price of meat is cheap, everyone's income is also low, and the little salary they earn still wants to save up to buy electricity, so they can't eat meat a few times a year.

Guo Hongxing looked at the dozen or so people who were moving gluten, shook his head and said:

"Forget it, there are so many of you, I won't bother."

Qi Jie did not follow:

"It's okay, it's okay, I bought more than a dozen catties of meat, stewed a big pot, and there is no refrigerator at home, so it's wasted if I can't finish eating."

As soon as he heard that he had bought more than a dozen catties of meat, Guo Hongxing suddenly frowned:

"You have the money to buy meat, and what are you doing with me?"

Qi Jie snorted:

"How much is that bit of meat worth? When I make money, I'll send you half a pig. ”

Guo Hongxing said with a smile:

"Okay, then I'll wait."

He was originally joking with Qi Jie, but Qi Jie hit the snake and said:

"Uncle Guo, you see I'm going to give you half a pig, so it's not too much for me to get a moisture-proof cloth from this warehouse, right?"

After speaking, Qi Jie went to the side shelf and carefully selected it.

Guo Hongxing: "......"

Eat two bites of fried jujube cake and send out five tons of gluten, and now with a promise, you will take the moisture-proof cloth in the warehouse.

This guy doesn't think of himself as an outsider, right?

When he was fishing in the past, Qi Yuanchao always thought that Qi Jie's personality was too introverted and too gentle, and he was worried that he would suffer losses in the future.

Now look at the posture of this thing sweeping by a devil, Guo Hongxing almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

What is this called introversion?

Why is this called Sven?

If it weren't for the laws and regulations, he would have been able to demolish the entire supply and marketing cooperative.

In this era, all grain and oil operations were under the responsibility of the supply and marketing cooperatives, so they had various specifications of moisture-proof cloth in their warehouses, all neatly stacked on the shelves.

Qi Jie carefully selected two pieces.

Each piece is very large, and the side length is more than 10 meters.

Guo Hongxing vomited blood again:

"You can't use up one piece, so why take two?"

Qi Jie said with a smile:

"You also know the situation in my house, the floor of the house is covered with a layer of cement, and there is no waterproof and moisture-proof treatment, I am worried that one piece is not enough...... Half a fan of pigs Uncle Guo, atmospheric. ”

I'm atmospheric, you're a ghost!

Guo Hongxing felt that if he talked to this guy again, he would be so angry that he would have a cerebral hemorrhage sooner or later.

When the car was almost loaded, everyone climbed into the car, and Qi Jie said to Guo Hongxing:

"Uncle Guo, you sit in front and lead the way for the driver, I'll ride a bicycle to the approach."

Guo Hongxing did not refuse this request.

He opened the car door and sat in the car, and Li Dongming, who rushed to drive, said:

"Let's go, I'll lead you to his house to eat big food."

The truck slowly poured out and drove in the direction of Ruyama.

Qi Jie rode to the front door of the supply and marketing cooperative, and went in to buy two loose flower brand cigarettes.

In the early nineties, scattered flowers should be regarded as high-end cigarettes among civilians, and most people only use this when they get married.

As for Hongtashan and the like, those are all drawn by cadres above the middle level.

Ordinary people can't afford to spend that money.

After buying cigarettes, Qi Jie was worried that there was not enough wine, so he bought another box of Erguotou.

He took a shortcut home.

The so-called shortcut is to cross the railway to the steel mill.

Qi Jie's house is just north of the railway, and across the railway, you can walk a few hundred meters to the farmers' market next to the train station.

But if you drive, you have to go around to the west of the city, cross a railway viaduct that was built just two years ago, and then go around to get to Qi Jie's house.

"Why do you buy so much tobacco and alcohol?"

As soon as they entered the house, Qi Yuanchao and Cao Guilan came out of the kitchen.

However, when these two people saw a box of wine and two cigarettes bought by Qi Jie, their faces were full of surprise.

But what is it?

and meat and tobacco and alcohol.

You can't get engaged with such a big show.

At this time, the meat in the pot has been stewed, and Qi Yuanchao and Cao Guilan are preparing other dishes.

There are peanuts and cucumbers or something.

Anyway, it's all home-grown, and it's not worth much.

Qi Jie took the wine off the bicycle and said:

"I brought back the five tons of gluten flour from the supply and marketing cooperative, and I was going to make snacks at home and sell them...... You two don't look at me like that, the car is coming, hurry up and vacate the yard, Zhang Jun and they are all here to help unload the car. ”

After speaking, he stuffed two more cigarettes into Qi Yuanchao's arms.

"Dad, when they finish eating and leave, you can give them a pack of cigarettes, you don't have to take it now, just take out two packs and put them outside for everyone to smoke."

In fact, Qi Jie can do these things.

But if Qi Jie does too much, it will seem that the adults in the family can't stand up.

In the future, if Qi Jie is not at home, he will be easily bullied.

And let Lao Qi smoke, in the eyes of outsiders, there will be a feeling of being behind the scenes, which can add some mystery to Lao Qi.

Qi Yuanchao took out a few packets of cigarettes and put them on the windowsill, and then delivered the remaining cigarettes to the house.

That's when he came back to his senses.

By the way, I haven't asked this kid why he wants to bring back those gluten on credit.

He came out of the house, and was about to ask Qi Jie what was going on, when the horn of a car sounded outside.

Immediately after, a brand-new Yuejin 131 truck drove up to the door.

Qi Yuanchao hurriedly helped Qi Jie open the gate, and then he was busy moving the bicycles in the yard, and the question he wanted to ask just now was also thrown out of the clouds.

"Lao Qi, is the meat stewed? We're here to eat big. ”

Guo Hongxing was the first to get out of the car and walked into the courtyard to help with a smile.

Qi Yuanchao hurriedly took the scattered flowers that Qi Jie had just bought to scatter for everyone:

"It's stewed, it's a big pot."

Everyone vacated the yard with all their hands and feet, and then Li Dongming drove the car and slowly drove into the courtyard.

After the car was parked, Qi Jie took the moisture-proof cloth thrown down by Zhang Jun and said to Guo Hongxing:

"Uncle Guo, what's going on with this thing? You know this, guide us. ”

Guo Hongxing lit a cigarette:

"It's not easy to eat your meat, let's go, I'll get it for you, if this thing is not well laid, it will be counterproductive."

Several people came to the side room.

This is the place where Qi Yuanchao plans to use Qi Jie as a wedding room, and it is now empty, which is just right for gluten.

"This moisture-proof cloth is too big, you first unfold it, and then fold it in half twice, and fold the moisture-proof cloth into a quarter size, so that it is not wasted, and it is thicker."

Guo Hongxing worked in a warehouse in the early years, and he still knows these things very well.

After laying out the moisture-proof mat, he personally taught everyone how to stack gluten bags.

This kind of sachet powder should be stacked and staggered when it is placed, so that it is stronger and will not collapse.

After all the gluten was arranged, Guo Hongxing asked everyone to spread out another piece of moisture-proof cloth, cover the entire stack, and then fold the excess part of the bottom pad upwards and tie it tightly with a rope.

So that the tide will not change up and down.

It also prevents flies from entering.

After everything was done, Qi Jie beckoned everyone to come out to wash their faces and prepare for dinner.

He came to Zhang Jun's side and handed over a cigarette with a smile:

"Jun'er, is your dad at home today? Tell him to eat meat together, I bought a lot today, and if I can't finish it, I will waste it. ”

Zhang Jun's father, Zhang Dacheng, was originally a welder in a steel mill, and once hit his foot while welding, which caused some inconvenience in his movements, so he retired early.

The steel mill gave him a sum of money and gave him a set of obsolete electric welding machines and argon arc welding machines.

Now Zhang Dacheng takes some processing work at home, and when he doesn't have a job, he will go to the hardware store of the steel mill to do odd jobs.

Zhang Jun took the cigarette and glanced at Qi Jie up and down:

"Just tell me what you want my dad to do for you."

He can see that Qi Jie is now fooling around with one mouth.

The grain was on credit, and the porters coaxed it, and they tricked the trucks from the factory into helping to transport it.

When did this guy become so faceless and skinless?

Qi Jie took Zhang Jun's shoulders and said:

"Don't you want my Uncle Dacheng to help weld a furnace, it's a bit difficult, you have to be a master."

As soon as Zhang Jun heard this, he pushed his bicycle and walked out:

"I'm going to call my dad, if you want to say anything else, he may not come, but if you want to say that you need a welding master, then he will definitely not be able to stop it."

Looking at the back of Zhang Jun leaving, Qi Jie smiled and said to himself:

"We have been brothers for many years, of course I know what Uncle Dacheng likes to hear."

The raw materials are there.

The stove was also available immediately.

Still missing......

Qi Jie patted his head.

Charcoal is also lacking.

And preferably smokeless fruit charcoal.

Where is this on credit...... Oh no, where to buy it?