20 years of spring breeze

Chapter 293 I want to fuck with you

Liu Hongliang's eyes lit up, and he turned to Xiaowei and asked, "What's the reward?"

Xiaowei looked at Liu Hongliang and asked, "What do you want?"

Liu Hongliang shifted gears, thought for a while and said: "Actually, I kind of want to do business with you guys. This class, I can actually see now that the more you go up, the more boring you will be. It may not be so in the future. Look at how much it is now." The factories that looked good in the past can’t even pay wages.”

Xiaowei said: "Each has its own advantages, and it's safe to go to work. It's hard to say what the future will be like in business. You still use us in business? It's okay if you want relationships here, and money shouldn't matter. No, just do whatever you want.”

Liu Hongliang shook his head and said: "Impossible, my dad is stubborn, my uncle is dead-headed, always thinks I can't do anything as a child, if I follow you, I don't know my dad, my uncle The head is probably still negotiable, but if I toss it myself, it will definitely be useless, and the best result is a broken leg. You don’t know what kind of pain it is to be born in a family ruled by a tyrant.”

Xiaowei laughed, and Liu Hongliang said, "I'm serious. I've been in contact with you for a long time. I think you have a lot of ideas and brains. If you can do it, take me with you? I promise to be obedient."

Xiaowei thought for a while and said: "In fact, doing business depends on opportunities. Luck is very important. I just have better luck. It's really nothing. If you really want to do something, don't worry. Take your time and do things well first, we have a lot of things to do now, let’s all have a look and learn, there is no harm in knowing more people.”

Liu Hongliang nodded and said: "I understand this. I'm just baking bread with Sister Shang and the others when I have nothing to do. Haha, even if I don't do this, I can bake and eat at home in the future. At least my wife and children will be happy, and I can eat bread." Save some money."

Xiaowei said: "Yes, it's right to think so. Don't think too far and too high. It's meaningless. In the end, people just live a life, live a good life, and being beautiful is better than anything else. Other things If you have it, you can have it, and if you don’t have it, you don’t have to force it, or you will be tired.”

Liu Hongliang gave Xiaowei a sideways look and said, "You have everything and you can fill me with rice soup. It's easy for you to say. If you can't earn money, what kind of peace and beauty can you get?" Xiaowei shook his head and laughed.

When the car arrived in the yard, Xiaowei went down and opened the gate.

After moving things into the old building, Xiaowei’s mother and a few elder sisters came over to clean them up, brushed the barrels and used them immediately, put seasonings and other items on the shelves, opened six stoves, and a row of stainless steel barrels gurgling and steaming .

Liu Hongliang turned around and said to Xiaowei: "If you do this, I'm afraid this tank of gas won't last for a few days. Do you have to think about it?"

Xiaowei said: "What's the trick? Buy a few more cans, what else can I do. I don't know if there is a big can in Fengtian. I will look for it someday. It should be more durable."

Liu Hongliang said: "You can bring a few empty cans back from Fengtian, and fill them here. Anyway, this thing charges money by weight. I'll ask tomorrow if it's okay. If it works, I'll pull it. There is a Three or four are enough."

Xiaowei nodded and said, "Just ask, if it's okay, you can pull it together when you pull the materials next time, and you don't have to go alone."

Xiaowei's mother said: "Six barrels of stewed, and four fried, can ten dishes be okay?"

Xiaowei scratched his head and said: "I don't know, eat and see, do you want to prepare some? If there is not enough, fry it now."

Xiaowei's mother thought for a while and said, "That's fine, let me see what else I can get."

Liu Hongliang said: "Auntie is almost enough, this bucket is enough for twenty people, just a few kinds of stir-fried vegetables are enough, and the stew is hot in winter."

Sister Shang, who followed to help, also nodded and said, "Okay, just watch before eating, don't tell them to eat hard, or it will be wasted if they can't finish eating."

Xiaowei said to his mother: "You have to pay attention to cooking. If you can eat, you can cook less. If you don't have enough food, you can eat again. We don't limit it, but we can't waste it."

Xiaowei's mother wiped her hands and thought for a while, nodded, and said, "Okay, we'll give you a call. We'll call you whatever you want, and come back after you've eaten."

Xiaowei said: "In the afternoon, I asked Mr. Xu from Kengmuchang to come over and turn that room into a restaurant. From now on, I will eat here and sit there. After eating, I will put the lunch box on the shelf here. There is nothing to waste like this. Yes. If you find any waste, tell me, fine, and let him go out to eat by himself in the future if you don’t obey, we are not right.”

An older sister asked, "How much is the meal?"

Xiaowei said: "Take a bowl to measure, one bowl for women, two bowls for men, just the bowl we eat." He pointed to the kitchen.

Liu Hongliang said: "One and a half bowls for men is enough, if it's not enough, you can eat more. There are also vegetables. I guess most people can't finish two bowls."

Xiaowei's mother said: "Okay, okay, go and do what you should do, people will come over soon and don't squeeze here. Xiaoqin Xiaohe, okay? Put all the pots and buckets here, Xiaowei In the afternoon, Wei asked them to nail a table horizontally here, not to make it too high, and it would be convenient to put the vegetable bucket directly on it."

Xiaowei agreed, and walked out with Liu Hongliang to the side of the food factory.

As soon as you enter the room, you can smell the sweet smell of cakes. A rack of baked cakes, bread, and biscuits is hanging by the wall, waiting to be bagged. Two workers are bringing the finished baking trays to the wake-up room. It is to be baked in the afternoon.The bread that had dried was stacked on the table, and the other few packaged it deftly, and then stacked it in a plastic box.

Liu Hongliang pointed to the bread and said, "That's it. I can make it myself now. How do you make this stuff at home? I still have to buy an oven?"

The elder sister who packed it said without turning her head: "Steam it in a pot, just block it tightly so that the steam does not leak, it will be the same as steaming."

Liu Hongliang turned his head and asked Xiaowei: "Can this thing still be steamed?"

Xiaowei said: "I don't know, I don't know how. If my sister says you can, you can. How many years have you been doing this?"

The elder sister kept her hands on her hands, and said: "It can be done. I have steamed it at home, but the steamed one is white, and it looks better without being baked. The taste is the same. These are all made noodles. If steamed buns can be steamed, why not? They are all the same. It’s a stuff.” Turning around, he carried the packed plastic boxes to the side and piled them up, and went to get another box.

The one opposite her also nodded and said, "Have you steamed it too? I steamed it too. I thought I was the only one who did it."

The eldest sister said: "What if you don't steam it, the child wants to eat, can the oven be used? Just fooling around, it's okay to eat."

The one on the other side said: "I haven't steamed it, I baked it. My old man welded a tin stove and fired it with wood. It's also very good, but the heat is not easy to control."

Liu Hongliang said to Xiaowei: "They are all talents."

The two of them turned around and came out. The get out of class over there was over, and the new students walked this way with their lunch boxes laughing.

(End of this chapter)