I used to be called Niu Million

Chapter 333
"I'll call the master later, if they know you're back, they'll come back from Daqing right away, blame me haha..."

After making tea for the two of them, Niu Wenju smiled all over his face.

He Yannian and his wife also rushed to prepare gifts for Niu Wenju. They planned to surprise the old man first, but they didn't expect that their parents were not at home.

As children, the two of them were not so comfortable.

After all, He Yuanlong is still busy now, mainly to make up for the lives of the two of them.

The child came quietly, and the pressure on the two people in Shenzhen was even greater.

Although sometimes He Yannian discussed with his wife whether to go back to Harbin, the life in the special zone was too tiring, but thinking of the situation in their hometown, the two decided to wait, after all, such a high salary.

"Brother, I'm leaving first. There's still something to do in the store! If you have nothing to do these days, come to my store for a stroll. If you want to see the ice and snow events, Li Village is our partner. A full set of tours is enough. Come back. A trip to the Northeast is not easy, you must have fun..."

Seeing the tired looks of several people, especially He Yannian's wife yawning, Niu Wenju picked up his coat and left directly.

"Harbin is so big, how come there is no room for me? Hehe..."

He called He Yuanlong, and Niu Wenju told Liu Yang and Gao Guangfu to arrange someone to watch over the processing center for him, so that He Yuanlong's family could be reunited as soon as possible.

Finding a parking lot, the car turned off, Niu Wenju lit a cigarette, and looked at the lights of thousands of houses everywhere, feeling inexplicably lonely in his heart.

After smoking a cigarette, Niu Wenju drove directly to Central Street.

After spending a few dollars to park the car, Niu Wen raised his hands in his pockets and walked along the crowded street. There was a Chinese New Year atmosphere everywhere. Li Mei Restaurant, Modern popsicles, and various local snacks were on sale.

All kinds of ice sculptures that have remained unchanged for thousands of years are basically prepared for outsiders, and the locals are far away.

"Hey, do you want to set up a shop here?"

Stuffing out the cigarette, Niu Wenju looked from a distance at where the Mingshang Central Street store was standing like a landmark. This thing is the best corporate publicity.

People who come to Harbin, without exception, will go to Central Street to have a look. The food price here is not high, and the store area is also not large.

The structure is the same as other stores, with take-out windows.

Unlike tourists who eat casually in summer, in winter, Mingshanghao makes more dried sausages and red sausages, which are all plastic-packed and come in exquisite gift boxes.

Just having nothing to do, Niu Wenju bought a red sausage and a piece of dry sausage, and chewed it as he walked. The taste was still familiar, almost unchanged.

Compared with carrying debts and going home for a reunion, Niu Wenju chose to think about new dishes here in Harbin. Dumplings are not enough for takeaway, and there must be new product styles.

"How about getting some pancakes? If you want to eat, you can pancakes when you go home. You don't have to work so hard outside. If you can't make it, it's feasible! The sausages are made according to Qiulin and the Commercial Committee. It's best to use Andre's line to go out , Europeans like this stuff!"

Holding the tea, Niu Wenju kept thinking about the next production plan. For several days, Niu Wenju was revising some of the plans.

From equipment to operation, a lot of subsequent benefits are all included.

"Why don't you set up a pig farm yourself, now that you have the staple food, some by-products such as rice bran to get some feed, seafood from the smelly fish and rotten shrimp in Dalian, and the bones and seafood shells purchased from the restaurant are ground into bone meal , Lu Huijia's field...is done!"

After thinking about it, Niu Wenju finally completed a closed loop of the whole plan.

The staple food is divided into rice and flour, and the leftovers and the leftovers or leftovers from the customers in the restaurant are all made into feed, and sent to the farm run by themselves to feed pigs or cattle and sheep. The manure of these animals enters the field through retting .

Such a three-dimensional cycle has been formed, and internal cost accounting ensures the effective return of profits.

When the plan was finished, it happened to be the day before the Chinese New Year, and He Yuanlong brought his family over.

A big family, coupled with the group of young people in the store who can't go home, Niu Wenju cooks the steaming dumplings, He Yuanlong's family outside the window with his granddaughter set off firecrackers and played with lanterns, instantly adding enough to this deserted street. angry.

"Come on, let's celebrate the New Year together. We have worked hard, no matter how hard we are, we have survived! Those who make money in the new year can earn more money, those who spend money can spend more money, and those who have no daughter-in-law find a wife. If you have a wife, hurry up and have a baby..."

Looking at this big table from apprentices to children, He Yuanlong was happier than anyone else. Although there were still children who could not go home to accompany him for the New Year, the son's family came back, and it was enough for the apprentice to be by his side.

After midnight meal, it was already one o'clock in the middle of the night, and the old couple didn't stay up late, so Niu Wenju directly opened the room upstairs for everyone.

Except for the elderly and children, Niu Wenju and He Yannian's family, Yao Dao, and occasionally Li Xiaojuan played mahjong for almost one night. He Yannian and his wife won about a thousand, almost all of Niu Wenju's money.

"Wenju, you are deliberately releasing water to us. This is not right! You have been taking care of the elderly at home and helping my father find a suitable job. It is obviously impossible to release water..."

When the game was over, He Yannian looked at his wife with so much money, feeling a little embarrassed, and pretended to be angry.

"Forget it, just play! Besides, I always win first and then lose when playing mahjong. From now on, you can play with me in the first half of the night. I will let everyone stay behind!"

"It's a deal, I won't eat breakfast when I go back to bed next time, so I finally relax!"

He waved his hand and the crowd dispersed. Niu Wenju didn't feel sleepy, so he simply made a small pot, added some sauerkraut, and poured himself a glass of white wine.

There are a lot of text messages on the mobile phone, almost all of which are New Year greetings.

Niu Wenju went back for 10 minutes from the beginning to the end, until he saw Tong Wan's text message, Niu Wenju stood up directly, and hurriedly called.

"Brother Wenju, my uncle is getting old!"

Tong Wan's hand on the other end of the phone trembled, and Tong Guo was bathing Zhang Yu in the house.

The whole village is dressed in red and green, only Zhang Yu's house is completely white. Yellow paper is hung at the gate, and all the lanterns at the gate are replaced with white.

"When did this happen?"

The hand holding the phone trembled a little, and Niu Wenju felt very uncomfortable.

As the boss of Mingshang Casserole, Zhang Yu and Niu Wenju took care of each other a lot when they were working together. They haven't had much communication in the past two years, but they are still a good person.

There has never been any dispute with Niu Wenju because of the salary of Tong Guo and Tong Wan. How can the other party just say no?
(End of this chapter)