Chapter 107 The smell of the New Year or the smell of meat?

Qin Huairu saw the money for gifts for the first time, and they came to Shi Peng to do things with wine and food, and this Sister Liu generously and directly issued a ten-yuan bill.

"Let's pick it up, the procurement has this authority, you can have a limited amount of expenditure, and the factory will report it, and the procurement has oil and water, not bad for these ten yuan."

"Brother Peng, do you also have oil and water and a small treasury?"

The thinking of women turned so suddenly and strangely, Shi Peng said that this is all innate, the same as the housekeeper in later generations.

The little yellow croaker sent by Lou Dong last time took a long time to know, unlike this time's dazzling eyes.

Shi Peng didn't dare to tell Qin Huairu how much money he made from reselling this time, in the era when there were no thousand-yuan households, he became a bird with a branch and waited to be shot.

gave Xiao Zhonglei a few pieces of dim sum to eat, Shi Peng also twisted a piece and put it in his mouth, the feeling of one word is "sweet", too sweet, just like the sweetness of eating sugar cubes, and now the dim sum is still based on the taste of heavy sweetness.

(When the author was a child, he remembered that dim sum was sweet and hard, and I didn't know how many times I turned it, so I changed the box and sent it out.) )

The rest is put on a plate and divided among them when someone comes or July comes.

At night, Sister Liu came alone, which shows that there is a lot of brain, but not much alive and spiritual.

The next day, Shi Peng still didn't go to the factory, and continued to burn the kang of the house in the east, the old man and his wife are coming today, they can't stand the cold, and the kang is hot, with the heating, the house is exceptionally warm.

After cleaning up, the house was also filled with heat, which made people a little lazy, and last night's small actions delayed the consciousness again.

Someone came to him again, hid in the east house and didn't go out, he had already told his daughter-in-law Qin Huairu what he said, send everyone to the factory, and come to the house, more or less there are gifts, and it will not be good if it is passed out, and it will damage his image.

Look at the time, first go to the riverside clearing to take out the pork, and it is a small mountain of meat.

At ten o'clock, the Hongxing Rolling Mill truck loaded with scrap came, two, one could not be pulled, and a few workers came down a little distance from the meat to unload, and the two cars visually measured that the steel scrap was about 20,000 catties smaller.

It seems that the logistics still carried out the explanation he had with Director Yang.

After unloading the car, it is still loaded with meat, this time it is not as flamboyant as last time, it is loaded, covered before getting in the car and leaving.

Shi Peng also squeezed into the cab and went back to the factory together.

Outside his office there was still a crowd of people, both old and new.

Seeing that Shi Peng came back with the car, the car was covered, and when he opened it to see that it was all pork, he immediately asked Shi Peng to discuss how much to purchase.

Shi Peng is the same as yesterday's reply to Sister Liu, the materials are in short supply, a family of 1,000 catties of meat, and if it is not enough, you can buy eggs to make up for it.

There are thorns who shout why their factories are all pork, and give them just that.

The people around looked at the shouting person like a fool, and they were all far away, Shi Peng beckoned Wang Zunwei over and said a few words, and Wang Zunwei led someone to push the shouter out of the rolling mill.

Pushing people out, Wang Zunwei spat on the ground: "I really treat myself as a stick, run here and call our factory director, stupid, don't think about getting anything this time, I won't have any soup to drink."

After saying that, he closed the door and walked away with the personnel, leaving the procurement sitting on the cold ground dumbfounded.

He wanted to call up the procurement of various factories to put pressure on Shi Peng and ask him to divide the meat of the rolling mill, but he didn't expect that no one supported him, and the rolling mill drove people out directly.

He didn't understand why, this purchase was all Shi Peng's own behavior, and the rolling mill also traded with Shi Peng, which annoyed Shi Peng, and no one could get non-staple food, and he was still pressuring, so there was a hole in his head.

As soon as the episode passed, Shi Peng's office was overflowing again, squeezing Lao Zhou outside, among these people Shi Peng didn't see Sister Liu, it seemed that he could just complete the task, knowing that insatiable greed was boring.

Or let Lao Zhou count the people and the amount of purchases, and tell me if the amount exceeds either not to buy or use eggs to make up, eggs are not a good thing? Eggs are fine, but ordinary people can't buy them.

Lao Zhou sweated profusely and squeezed in to record the data, so that the purchasers could feel at ease

, said hello and went home to report the good news.

Lao Zhou tugged at his shirt, picked up the buttons on his clothes from the ground and said, "Factory director, these people are working hard, is it worth it?"

"Lao Zhou, you are used to being idle, you go to other factories to see, it's different, our factory is good, these things are not easy to buy."

After reselling the purchased materials, Shi Peng made a net profit of more than 10,000 yuan, and the scrap of the rolling mill still only went to such a corner.

The first firecracker sounded to represent that it was about to enter the period before the year, and I don't know who passed on the children's songs, big and small.

Laba porridge does not have eight kinds, just put some beans to make do, and from then on there has been a New Year's flavor.

In the shops on the street, there are New Year's paintings, door gods, red paper, and tooth-stained sugar melons.

Buy a few children's New Year paintings holding fish and ingots, and a few more pieces of red paper, not much for your own use, but this big red paper is not torn up and sold, just buy a few. It's not a matter of pennies.

From time to time, there was the sound of children setting off firecrackers on the side of the street and in the compound, and Wangcai didn't go out anymore, hiding in a corner of the house with his ears down.

What Shi Peng bought for Xiao Zhonglei was a falling cannon, and it would sound as soon as he threw it on the ground, no need to point it, safe, if it didn't sound, he could step on it, and even his shoes wouldn't break.

A group of children were playing in the compound, Shi Peng bought all kinds of things for the New Year, while it was still a mixed holiday, he bought some first, and when they were all on holiday, he would accompany his family to go shopping, which was lively.

"The three masters, are the three masters at home?"

Shi Peng stood in the front yard and shouted.

"Here, Shi Peng, what's the matter?" Yan Fugui wiped his glasses and asked.

"Third master, I don't buy red paper, I'm looking for you to write a couplet, put it first, and then paste it on twenty-nine."

"Okay, the school is judging the papers, and it's a day or two off, and I didn't go because I was lazy, so I'll write it to you."

Spreading out the red paper on the table, Yan Fugui thought about the words, and wrote with a wave of the brush, "Min'an and Guotai are in a prosperous era; Wind and rain are smooth and sing the Chinese New Year" horizontally criticized "Mintai Peace".

The word is a popular word, but Shi Peng really can't come to this hand, he has practiced in his past and present lives, and he can't see it.

Yan Fugui's teacher is not for nothing, he is a cultural person.

The east and west houses and the ear rooms are written, and there is still more than half of the red paper left, Yan Fugui wants to write out his own couplets, Shi Peng directly said that the red paper is given to you, you can write as much as you want, and let Yan Fugui take the snacks on the plate home.

Yan Fugui came home with a plate of red paper and said to the remaining three children, "See? This is the power of knowledge, which can be exchanged for food and what can be used."

Yan Jiecheng, Yan Jiefang, and Xie Di all nodded yes.

The rolling mill is going on holiday, the playground is full of people, all queuing up in various canteens to receive meat, the factory sends New Year's benefits, a pound of pork per person, this is a great thing, you can save a dollar on a dollar, maybe you can't grab it in the meat department.

In the factory, the population is more happy, a few people a few pounds, no tickets, windfall, some people have been thinking about how to eat when they go home for a while.

All the people in the kitchen have been busy for two days, and more than 10,000 catties of meat have been cut into pieces or strips up and down a catty, and the workload is not small, and the knives have been sharpened several times.

Divide the meat and start the salary together, first this and that self-choosing, noisy for more than half a day, the factory is praised, I haven't heard of which factory can get enough for everyone to share a pound of meat, more than 10,000 catties, obediently, the car also has to be loaded with two cars to rise to the tip.