On the morning of the eighth day of the new year, Wang Chong went to the Songhuajiang Soy Sauce Factory.

The soy sauce factory is not so close to the light word piece, but at least it is much closer than the lumber factory.

There is a Qu Xiuzhen in the key soy sauce factory, throughout the original work, this little old lady, and his old man Ma Shouchang, the old couple have three views, can see through, see far, do not feel that they are high, and mingle with the workers below, and they are also dedicated to the public, and do their best to do things for the country and the people, which makes people both admire and like.

"Secretary Qu, this is Zhou Bingkun, a newcomer to the slag workshop." An officer from the personnel department knocked on the door of Qu Xiuzhen's office with Wang Chong and brought Wang Chong in.

"I know, you go to work first!" Behind the bookcase, the little old lady with short hair over her ears, holding a pen and not knowing what she was writing, raised her head.

Spiritual, capable, and majestic, this is the first impression that the little old lady gave to Wang Chong.

"You are Zhou Bingkun?" The little old lady stood up from behind her desk, looked at Wang Zhong with her hands behind her back and walked towards him.

Wang Chongdao: "Report to Secretary Qu, I am Zhou Bingkun. ”

Qu Xiuzhen walked around Wang Chong, looked people up and down, left and right, and patted Wang Chong's shoulder: "The physique is good." ”

"There must be a handle."

Wang Zhong said: "It's okay." ”

"Familiar with Cai Xiaoguang?" Old Lady Qu asked.

There is nothing to hide from this, not to mention that it is still in front of Qu Xiuzhen: "Brother Xiaoguang and my sister are classmates. ”

"The factory director Cai Xiaoguang was looking for originally wanted to arrange you into the monosodium glutamate workshop, but I didn't agree and sent you into the slag workshop." Qu Xiuzhen had long known that Wang Chong was the benefactor who saved the old man outside the bath, but she didn't know who Wang Chong was, so she wanted to see it with her own eyes.

"It's nice to have a job, and I can do it anywhere!"

"Besides, I went to the MSG workshop so young and strong, I can't let the women comrades go to the slag workshop!" Wang Zhong is neither humble nor arrogant.

"What do you think?" Qu Xiuzhen stood in front of her, looked at Wang Zhong and asked.

Wang Zhong nodded with a frank gaze.

Qu Xiuzhen raised her hand and patted Wang Chong's arm, with a smile on her face: "This is good." ”

"Let's go, I'll take you to the slag workshop."

In the slag workshop, Qu Xiuzhen clapped her hands and shouted to stop the people who were working, introduced Wang Zhong to them, asked them to work hard, and left.

After the little old lady left, the workers also began to introduce themselves one after another, Cao Debao, Lu Chuan, and Tang Xiangyang.

Sure enough, the remaining three of the six gentlemen in the original book have already arrived at the soy sauce factory.

Wang Chong only thinks about completing the tasks of the system, so that Zheng Juan will be happy and safe in this life.

As for the rest, just let it be.

There is no technology in the work of slag extraction, and the key is to put effort into it.

After a while, the four of them were all busy.

Among the three, Tang Xiangyang was born in a scholarly family, his parents were teachers, Lu Chuan's family used to be a small businessman, Cao Debao talked the most, and he was also smart.

The work of slag is very tired, the temperature in the slag workshop is high, it is sweaty for a while, there was not even a fan in the past, only the window can be opened to dissipate heat, but the outside is cold and frozen, the cold wind is like a knife, the front is steaming, and the back is frozen, this person is prone to problems.

Qu Xiuzhen managed to get a few big fans a few years ago, and this problem was solved.

Holding a shovel and shoveling the slag in the large steamer into the cart is similar to shoveling sand and cement on the construction site, which is not only laborious, but also costly.

Rao is the king to reproduce his current physique, and he is tired enough to choke after a day's work.

But Wang Chong not only didn't think that this work was impossible, but he enjoyed it a little.

After a day of work, it is much stronger than ironing in any gym, and the arms, shoulders, waist and abdomen, and even the legs are exercised.

For this reason, Wang Zhong did not hesitate to exchange points for 3 potential points, all of which were on physique.

[Host: Wang Chong (Zhou Bingkun)

Age: 21

Body: 15

Force: 12

Speed: 13

God: 20

Skills: Cooking (lv3), Sanda (lv2), Calligraphy (lv2), driving (lv2), architecture (lv2), English (lv2), traditional Chinese medicine (lv1), carpentry (lv2), mathematics (lv1), physics (lv1), chemistry (lv1), writing (lv2)

Potential points: 0

Skill points: 10

System Points: 70】

Physique and strength, speed can be improved through exercise, but the speed of all-round improvement is slower, in Wang Chong's vision, physique is fundamental, only physique goes up, strength and speed, and even spirit, the difficulty of improving will be reduced.

After all, a hexagonal warrior with no shortcomings in all directions is Wang Chong's ultimate goal.

The only pity is that the points are a little less, which is not enough.

However, the work of the slag workshop should be sufficient.

After getting off work, he changed into his own clothes, Wang Chong didn't stay in the factory for long, greeted a few people, and rode his bicycle straight home.

Old Zhou's family, Zheng Juan took the coat, hat and gloves in Wang Chong's hand, "Are you still adapting to the first day of work?" ”

Wang Chong walked to the basin stand, picked up the thermos and poured some hot water into the basin: "It's okay, there are many people in the workshop, and they take turns to work, and it's not very tiring." ”

"Mom?" Li Suhua was nowhere to be seen in the house.

"I went to Aunt Qiao's house, and asked us not to wait for her to eat." Zheng Juan wore an apron, her hair was still tied into two braids, scattered from both sides, her skin looked much whiter and more moisturized than before, without the youthfulness of a girl, and she had a mature woman's charm on her body.

"I must have eaten at Aunt Qiao'er's house, let's eat ours, don't wait for her." Wang Zhong said with a smile.

Zheng Juan stood on the edge of the stove: "After washing, you go to the house and sit, the food will be ready immediately!" ”

Dinner is corn buns, with pickles, millet porridge with lard residue, and a stir-fried cabbage, a plate of pork segments, full of aroma.

One of the reasons why Wang Chong chose to go to the soy sauce factory is this, if he doesn't do some heavy physical work, Li Suhua is willing to get meat to eat.

After eating and reading the newspaper for a while, when Zheng Juan finished cleaning up, Wang Chong took her out for a walk.

Walking and walking, I arrived at Taiping Hutong, and went to Zheng's house by the way, accompanied Zheng's mother and Guangming to talk for a while, and saw that it was getting later and later, and was pushed out by Zheng's mother.

At night, there was no light in the house, and after the clouds and rain, Zheng Juan lay in Wang Chong's arms, enjoying this rare warmth.

Wang Zhong closed his eyes and entered the moment of the sage: "There is one thing I forgot to tell you, your mother is usually used to saving, she is reluctant to eat meat, she even eats less white flour rice, the light is still young, your mother is also old, it is the time when you need nutrition, there was no such condition before, there was no way, now there are conditions at home, but you can't eat too badly." ”

"But if you give her the money and tickets directly, she probably won't be willing to use them, and she will definitely use them on the black market to exchange for coarse grains."

"In this way, let's bring some rice and white noodles every few days, and bring them over directly to make it, and we will stay and eat with them, so that your mother will have nothing to say."

The two pork fans that Wang bought a few years ago, one was given to the Zheng family, and with the thrifty temperament of Aunt Zheng and Guangming, they could eat that piece of meat for more than half a year, if it wasn't for the summer, they could eat it for a year.

"How can this work?" Wang Zhong thought about it so thoroughly, Zheng Juan was very moved, but she was used to being diligent and thrifty, but she didn't want to spend so much: "You only ate much rice and noodles a year ago, and there is still a big vat of meat left!" Besides, our family also has to live. ”

It's not that Zheng Juan doesn't want Wang to help her mother's family, but in this era, ordinary people, every family is not well-off, and the light word piece is not a rich place.

It is the old Zhou family, although the conditions are good, but not every day there is meat and white flour rice to eat, most of the time the family is corn paste with mixed noodles steamed bread and pickles and cabbage.

Wang Zhong raised his hand and scratched Zheng Juan's nose, chuckled and said softly: "I'm not the kind of person who likes to slap a swollen face and become fat, besides, it's all our own money that is spent, and the money sent back by Dad is all collected by Mom." ”

Zheng Juan didn't speak, but the strength of her arms around Wang Chong increased a little, and tears flashed in her bright big eyes.

Zheng Juan also knows this, if nothing else, let's just say that in the small iron box, there are nearly 100 pieces of various bills for unity and family expenses, and now Wang Chong's every manuscript fee is taken by Zheng Juan, and now Zheng Juan is an out-and-out rich woman.

But all kinds of tickets are limited, and the number of fine grain and meat tickets is even less, according to Wang Chong's meaning, he can only go to the black market to buy them, and the price is much more expensive.

"Bingkun, you are so good to me, I... Even if I am a cow and a horse in my life, I can't repay your kindness! Zheng Juan trembled a little, her voice choked, struggled out of Wang Chong's arms, and looked straight at Wang Chong.

Wang Chong stretched out his hand and took Zheng Juan back into his arms: "Husband and wife are one, what is yours and mine." ”

Immediately, his eyes rolled, the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc, and he whispered next to Zheng Juan's ear: "If you really don't want to go, then give me a few children as soon as possible!" The exhaled heat swirled in Zheng Juan's pink ears.

With a teasing tone, Zheng Juanqiao's face immediately turned crimson.

"The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, a waste of time is a waste of life!"

"We can't do this kind of thing."

Saying that, Wang Chong turned over and took a bite at the pink red lips that wanted to refuse and welcome.

"Boom~~~"

"Slow down, don't rush!" Zheng Juan already had a hint of trill.

"A good night is short, and in this cold day, if you don't do some exercise, it's not a big loss." Wang Zhong said confidently.

Zheng Juan was stunned by what he said, and then looked at his upright and straightforward appearance, and almost couldn't help but laugh.

In the outhouse, Li Suhua had already slept, but as he got older, his sleep became shallow.

If the two of them tossed until midnight every day, she would definitely be able to hold her eldest grandson in a short time.

As soon as he thought of this, Li Suhua couldn't sleep with excitement.