"Hello, come in and sit." Zhong Nuanyang saw him standing at the door and refused to move, so he took the initiative to stand up and pull a chair for him.

"Yes, sit down and say, don't be nervous, just say what you want to tell me again." The village chief encouraged on the side.

Li Huasheng sat a little cramped on the chair diagonally opposite the three of them, facing the electric heater, and after a while, his double face was crimson, and the hot sweat flowed for a long time.

Seeing this, Su Feng quietly moved the electric heater a little, Li Huasheng glanced at him with some surprise and gratitude, and his speech was not so stumbling.

"I grew up in an oil mill, and out of there, I... I don't know what else I can do..."Li Huasheng said helplessly, rubbing his thighs, lowering his head full of shame.

"Excuse me, can I ask you a few questions?" Zhong Nuanyang asked softly: "I am interested in the oil mill... If you don't know much, can you tell us about your usual work process? ”

"Process? Oh, oh, the main thing is... Grinding, steaming, stepping on cakes, squeezing, squeezing, and receiving oil, in the past, each of our links had to be completed by hand, but since the previous year, the machine has been put on, and there will be less labor..."Li Huasheng's eyes turned up while thinking, leaking out two pairs of whites, and people who don't understand will mistakenly think that he is a manifestation of no one in his eyes.

Zhong Nuanyang patiently listened to him explain the development history of the oil mill over the years, from helping the villagers to squeeze oil to storing soybeans and rapeseeds...... It wasn't until Zhong Mei took over that she disliked the inefficiency of manual oil extraction, bought two machines, and then laid off a lot of old people, leaving only a few of them younger, mainly because they had strength and could resist food.

"Do you think there are any advantages and disadvantages compared to machines?" Zhong Nuanyang has also read some analysis articles on the Internet before, but she is still willing to listen to the workers' own thoughts.

"Actually, the machine has the machine...... It's just ......" Li Huasheng hesitated and glanced at the village chief, who smoked a cigarette and nodded at him, before he swallowed his saliva and continued: "It's mainly raw materials, the old boss used to ask us to be sure to do a good job, and we can't fill the numbers indiscriminately, especially those bad beans...... That's ...... that eats bad guys."

"And now?" Zhong Nuanyang probably guessed a point, I heard lawyer Wang say that the oil mill is now facing many problems, from the inside out, it seems that this is one of the problems.

"Good beans are expensive, and they can't be sold...... Li Huasheng raised his eyes and looked at them, honestly.

"Who used to do the procurement?" Zhong Nuanyang continued to ask.

"I, or my master, the old shopkeeper believes in us." Li Huasheng touched the back of his neck embarrassedly: "The main thing is to believe in my master's ......"

"Who is your master?" Zhong Nuanyang looked at the village chief curiously.

"His master was cut out of the oil mill last year, and the old man watched the good oil mill being made into a miasma, and he became sick all of a sudden, and he ...... two months ago" The village chief took a long puff of cigarette and sighed: "The older generation of people are all brainless, if you want me to say, the oil mill is someone else's, and it has nothing to do with you what people want to do......

"Village Chief!" Li Huasheng suddenly raised his voice, and his back sat up straight for the first time, and when he saw everyone looking at him after saying this, he suddenly felt weak again, lowered his eyes and whispered a little unwillingly: "My master is not brainless...... He just wanted to...... I want the oil mill not to be ruined in our hands......"