The Age of Rebirth: I lead the whole village to become rich

Chapter 56 Packaging
He continued to praise, "You are the great hero of our oil workshop, good leader, so don't shirk. I just organized everyone, and the key is you."

Hearing that the two of them were avoiding each other, Uncle Zhao interrupted them and said sincerely, "Both of you are great contributors to our village, and both of you are indispensable."

The fat aunt also nodded fiercely in agreement, "Yes, both of you, both of you are very good at work. When it comes to receiving credit, you both shirk each other. These two people are really interesting. They wish they were all theirs. Credit."

Aunt Wei looked at them approvingly, and couldn't help sighing, "The two of them are not people who steal credit, otherwise our oil factory would not be able to run it, that's great, these two children."

Early in the morning, Lao Tian came to the commune with a happy face. When Secretary Wang saw him, he joked, "How is it, Lao Tian, ​​have you squeezed out the oil yet?"

Originally, Lao Tian didn't know how to start the conversation, but Secretary Wang took the initiative to deliver it to his door.

With a smile on his face, Lao Tian approached dog-leggedly, "Secretary Wang, the oil has been squeezed out. But the market is worrying, Secretary Wang, do you know anyone from the state-owned factory who can help our village sell peanut oil."

Knocking his head, Secretary Wang couldn't tell whether to laugh or cry, "So you are waiting for me here. I have a classmate who works in the logistics of the National Cotton Factory and is in charge of purchasing. I will say hello to him. You take your oil and go Well, it's up to you if you can do it or not."

He continued to add, "Your village leader has a good idea for your work. She was the one who saved people last time. Take her with you when you go to sell oil this time. She is smart, and she can help if anything happens."

Hearing that there was a sale, Lao Tian squinted his eyes into a straight line, and quickly responded, "Yes, yes, yes, this time I am lucky to have a good sleeve, and I will definitely take her with me when I go."

Back in the village, Lao Tian looked for Liang Xiu and shouted, "Liang Xiu, come here."

Liangxiu couldn't figure it out, and came out in a daze, wondering, "Uncle Tian, ​​what's wrong."

Lao Tian filled a jar of water, took a breath, and said repeatedly, "Secretary Wang found a way for me. If you have nothing to do tomorrow, come with me. You know I'm stupid, so I'm afraid I can't speak well. You Together, I still have a little bottom in my heart."

Liangxiu pondered for a while, and thought there was nothing wrong, so he agreed.

Seeing that it will go on sale tomorrow, and the packaging has not been finished yet, Liangxiu is a little anxious.

After a while, Hu Hu ran to the oil workshop, seeing Xie Ci and the others had already filled the jar with good oil, Liang Xiu always felt that there was something missing.

Stand aside silently, thinking all the time.

Suddenly, Jing Qiao yelled from behind, causing Liang Xiu to panic.

Liangxiu slapped him on the back, and said angrily with his eyes wide open, "Jing Qiao, what are you doing, scaring me, are you looking for a beating?"

Seeing that she was frightened, Jing Qiao quickly concealed her embarrassment, stood aside, and said in confusion, "Seeing that you have been silent for a long time, what are you thinking about?"

Liang Xiu frowned, resting on his chin with his left hand, tapped the fingers of his right hand on the table, and said a little discouraged, "Don't you think there is something missing on our oil jar? It’s from our village, it’s so hard to think about it.” After finishing speaking, he lay down on the table and remained motionless.

Jing Qiao put away her smile, and looked at the oil jar carefully, it was indeed quite inconspicuous, especially when she said it like this, it always felt like something was almost wrong.

Suddenly, Jing Qiao knocked on the table, wanting to get her attention, and blurted out, "Liangxiu, get up. I thought of a good way. Let's stick red paper on it like the old wine. Write down the name of our village."

(End of this chapter)