Wang Erwa's gift to Yang Jun is not invaluable.

Not to mention whether there is an 800-year-old ginseng, this ginseng has saved his mother's life, which can be said to be very valuable.

And Wang Erwa's friendship with him has long surpassed comradeship, brotherhood, and even closer than brothers.

Yang Jun cherishes this friendship very much.

A gentleman doesn't take away people's favor, he borrows this 800-year-old ginseng for a day, and he still has to return it to him later.

Although he doesn't know medicine, he knows how precious ginseng is for 800 years.

Today is Saturday, the thirteenth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar.

There was not much time left before the pork transaction agreed at noon, and as soon as Yang Jun arrived at the factory, he immediately asked the drivers to prepare.

Finish your meal at noon.

Yang Jun deliberately set off from the factory half an hour late, in order to leave enough time for the big stone.

When I got to the warehouse, I saw that the stone was already waiting there.

"How's it going?"

As soon as he got out of the car, Yang Jun pulled him aside and asked.

"Don't worry, Uncle Yang, everything is fine, 10,000 catties of meat is only a lot more."

"That's good, I'll go to the side and smoke a cigarette, something will call me."

"Okay, Uncle Yang."

He was accompanied by Qian Kun, the newly appointed section chief of the Finance Section, and two colleagues from the Finance Section.

Since Hua Haitian's crime, the burden of the finance department has fallen on his head.

Qian Kun, in his fifties, has worked in the rolling mill all his life, although his ability is not very outstanding, but he is honest and respectful, so the factory let him hold this position.

"Xiao Wang, you have to keep a good record, and you must not be short of catties, you know?"

Qian Kun instructed Xiao Wang Dao to come with him.

"Xiao Li, don't be idle, help Xiao Wang keep an eye on it."

Qian Kun was busy and told the workers to be cautious.

Looking at his busy figure, Yang Jun shook his head.

This Qian Kun's work attitude is no problem, but sometimes it is too verbose, it is difficult to take on a big responsibility, if you put aside the previous Hua Haitian, people will not do everything personally, and the means of doing things are clean and neat, and even described as bold.

"Stone, come here."

Seeing that the stone looked over, Yang Jun beckoned him over.

The two came to a deserted place outside the warehouse and crouched on the ground.

Yang Jun lit a cigarette, glanced at the stone squatting beside him, and then dialed another one for him.

"Uncle Yang, I don't smoke."

The stone waved his hand and pushed the cigarette back.

"It's good not to smoke, at least my daughter-in-law doesn't dislike it."

Yang Jun put the cigarette to his ear and complained with emotion.

"Uncle Yang, my aunt doesn't like the smell of smoke?"

Stone said with a smile, the expression on his face tinged with a hint of teasing.

Yang Jun gave him a touch of the head to kill, and said angrily,

"What do you want at a young age, make more money while you are young, and marry a good daughter-in-law in the future."

"I'm only sixteen years old, I'm still young, and I'm not in a hurry."

The stone touched his head and smiled.

"When you're fine, go to the countryside more often, and don't stay at home all day."

Yang Jun thought that every time he went to his house, he could always find him. ….

If people can see that he can get so many ingredients at home every day, it would be strange not to doubt it.

"Uncle Yang, you have wronged me, I don't run to the countryside one day, I get up earlier than the chicken, I sleep later than the dog, I am easy."

Stone looked complaining.

Yang Jun rolled his eyes and said, "Don't be poor, you kid, there's no harm in going to the countryside more, now that the ration of workers is not enough, you still have to get more food."

"Got it, Uncle Yang."

After Yang Jun finished speaking, he was no longer verbose

, never talk about ingredients again.

He believes that Stone is a wise man, and even without his explanation, he will try to hide his secrets.

In about half an hour, the scale was finished.

Qian Kun ran over and squatted in front of Yang Jun with a list in his hand.

"Director, this time there are 300 ducks, 250 chickens, 15 pigs, and 50 sheep......

"These add up to a total of 11,200 catties."

Yang Jun took the list and glanced at it: "Give the rest of the money to others as soon as possible, after all, this money is also paid in advance."

"Yes, factory director, I'll settle the account as soon as I get back."

Qian Kun took the list, put it in his handbag, and said,

"Factory director, seeing that the Mid-Autumn Festival is going to be in two days, and many workers in the factory are paying money for the holiday, do you think I will support it or not?"

Yang Jun calculated the date in his heart, it is now a few days before the end of the month, and the early payment of money has little impact on the capital operation of the factory, but for the majority of employees, they still have to wait for the money for the holiday.

"It's paid, but there is a rule, that is, each employee can only withdraw half a month's salary at most, and the rest will be paid at the end of the month."

"Okay, Director."

Yang Jun thought that once this opening was opened, the workers in the factory would definitely flock to it, and it would affect the operation of the factory's funds at that time.

Moreover, the construction of hospitals, guest houses, and shopping malls is full of money, and the money in the factory must be carefully calculated.

After more than 10,000 catties of meat were loaded into the car, Yang Jun went back to the factory.

As soon as he arrived at the factory, he asked the director of the canteen, Lao Tang, to dispose of the meat, and strive to send out the benefits before leaving work at night.

He said hello to Lao Tang in advance and asked him to set aside a few hundred catties of ingredients in advance and distribute them to the dozen or so eighth-level workers who went to the arsenal with him that day.

I promised them before, as long as they can make qualified workpieces, they will be rewarded with 50 catties of pork each.

He, who is the director of the factory, must not break his word and gain weight.

Lao Tang immediately dispatched chefs from various canteens to handle the ingredients.

There are more than 20,000 employees in the rolling mill, and each person can spread three or four taels of meat, and these meats are not all pork, but also chickens, ducks, fish and sheep.

Therefore, when processing these meats, in order to avoid uneven distribution, Lao Tang specially asked people to chop these meats into large pieces, mix them together, and weigh the medicine, four taels per person.

"Silly Zhu, you're not in the back kitchen, what are you doing here?"

At a glance, Old Tang saw Silly Zhu hiding in the crowd to handle the ingredients.

"Director Tang, look at what you said, we can't spare people in the back kitchen, who will come if I don't come?"

The stupid pillar has a chicken nest on his head, a bloody kitchen knife in his hand, and a cow's egg eye. ….

With his appearance, he stared at Old Tang with straight hair, and his fingers pointed at him tremblingly.

"Silly Zhu, let me tell you, don't mess around, the factory director is still here."

Old Tang said as he moved behind Yang Jun.

Don't look at him as the director of the canteen, but he's afraid of stupid pillars.

This stupid pillar was stunned, and he did it if he didn't agree with him, and he didn't suffer less.

This matter has to be put on others, Lao Tang has already sent him to the workshop, but he doesn't dare to offend the stupid pillar, he has to provide for him, he also wants to send him to the workshop to work, but the transfer procedures were pushed back as soon as he arrived at the personnel department, and the leader did not agree.

Just imagine, how many leaders eat in a canteen of Silly Pillar, they don't want to distribute such a good chef to the workshop, so the position of Silly Pillar is stable.

Not to mention other leading cadres, even Yang Jun can't let him go down the workshop.

Therefore, every time Old Tang saw the stupid pillar, he didn't say that he would walk around, but he also had to tremble a few times.

"It just so happens that the factory director is here, and you will judge it."

Silly Zhu carried a kitchen knife, took two steps forward, and stared at the old Tang Dao behind Yang Jun,

"Director, tell me, the canteen has a chef, why can't I come?"

Yang Jun looked at him with an honest look, if he didn't know, he thought he had been wronged.

"Alright, you put the knife down first, I'm looking for you something."

Yang Jun patted him on the shoulder and took the lead in walking towards the no-man's land next to him.

Silly Zhu glared at Old Tang fiercely and threatened,

"Director Tang, keep the few catties of water I just handled, do you hear?"

After Silly Zhu finished speaking, he waved the kitchen knife in his hand and made a few gestures.

Old Tang's eyelids blinked, and he looked frightened.

Silly Zhu saw that the effect had been achieved, so he handed the knife to a chef next to him, turned around and went to chase Yang Jun.

"Junzi, what's the matter?"

Yang Jun gave him a cigarette and asked casually,

"Brother Zhuzi, did my mother ask you to cook?"

"No, I don't."

Silly Zhu was stunned for a moment, and quickly shook his head.

When Yang Jun heard this, he immediately relieved himself.

Yangmei's children should hold a full moon wine, which is supposed to be done at their mother-in-law's house, but now that they live in their mother's house, he is afraid that Wang Yuying's brain will be confused, so he will hold a banquet in the courtyard.

The water spilled by the married girl.

There is no reason for the banquet to be held at the mother's house, and the people in the courtyard refer to the affairs of the son and grandson, as for the girl giving birth to a child, people do not count.

He was afraid that Wang Yuying would hold a full moon wine in the courtyard at that time, and when the time came, would you say that the people in the courtyard would go or not?

Of course, he knew that in the end, those people still had to go, but it was just for the sake of his own face.

However, when people come to the banquet, they must not be happy.

Why do people have more contacts, the married girl is the water that is spilled, and people will definitely not pull this relationship.

"By the way, Junzi, can Meizi still do the full moon wine?"

Which pot of stupid pillars is not opened.

Yang Jun rolled his eyes and said, "When the time comes, will you pay the bill for her?"

"That can't be, I'll just ask casually."

Silly Zhu froze for a moment, and after figuring out the joints, he scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly. ….

"Is the rain coming back for the holidays?"

After Yang Jun got the answer he wanted, he turned the topic to He Yushui.

"If you don't come back for the holidays, she said that recruits won't have family leave until they have completed two years, Junzi, tell me, is there such a thing?"

Silly Zhu was skeptical of Yushui's words, thinking that she was deliberately making excuses not to go home.

"That's the case, don't blame Yu Yu for not going home to visit relatives, there are many rules in the army, you can't leave the team at will, don't you see if I'm like this, I haven't been back home to visit my relatives in the army for eleven years."

It's no wonder that Silly Zhu thinks so.

Yang Liu went home every Sunday, and looked at the stupid pillar thinking about the rain.

In fact, He Yushui also has a day off in the army, but Jincheng is too far away from here, and there is not enough time to go back and forth in a day.

"That's the case, I knew it would be better to let her enter the factory, at least once a week." Silly Zhu said with some frustration.

"Look at you, such a big person, why are the girls chirping, if you really want the rain, won't it be enough to go to Jincheng to see her after the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"yes, why didn't I think of that?"

Silly Zhu suddenly realized.

He gently pumped his mouth a few times, secretly blaming himself for being too stupid.

I always wanted He Yushui to go home to visit relatives, so I didn't think to go over to see this girl.

Seeing this, Yang Jun shook his head and said with a wry smile,

"The brain is a good thing, but it's a pity ......"

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