60s: I have a store

Chapter 514 Return
In the workshop of the feed factory, the roar of machines is intertwined with the busy figures of new employees.

Zhou Yimin stood aside and watched quietly. After this period of training, the new employees have become proficient in operating the equipment, from the selection and proportion of raw materials to processing and production, and then to the output of finished feed. The entire process is completed in one go.

Looking at their focused and confident looks, Zhou Yimin knew that the training mission had been successfully completed, and there would be nothing for the villagers of Zhoujiazhuang to do next.

Zhou Yimin thought about this, and it had been a while since he left Zhoujiazhuang, so it was time to go back. He turned around and walked towards Huang Guowei's office.

He walked steadily, having already thought about what to communicate with Huang Guowei.

When he arrived at the office door, he raised his hand and knocked on the door. After getting a response, he pushed the door open and walked in.

Huang Guowei was busy at his desk. When he saw Zhou Yimin, he immediately stopped writing and jumped up from his chair like a spring. With a warm smile on his face, he walked quickly forward, waving his hands in the air and said in a hoarse voice, "Hey, Chief Zhou, what brings you here? Come and sit down!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly patted the chair with his hands, fearing that there was dust on it.

Zhou Yimin smiled gently, bowed slightly, walked to the chair with a leisurely pace and sat down, saying: "Director Huang, I am here to tell you the good news. The training of new employees has been completed. The mission of the villagers of Zhoujiazhuang has also been successfully completed."

As he spoke, he leaned forward slightly, his eyes revealing confidence and satisfaction.

Zhou Yimin also did not expect that the employees at the feed factory were of quite high quality and learned much faster than those in Zhoujiazhuang before.

However, most of the people recruited this time have much higher academic qualifications than Zhoujiazhuang, so it is not surprising that they have such abilities.

Huang Guowei's eyes widened when he heard this. He clapped his hands excitedly, making a crisp sound. Then he raised his thumb and said, "Great, Chief Zhou! Thanks to your strong support from Zhoujiazhuang during this period. If it weren't for you, these new employees wouldn't be able to get started so quickly. On behalf of the feed factory, I sincerely thank you!"

As he spoke, he nodded continuously, and the gratitude on his face was beyond words.

Zhou Yimin smiled and waved his hand, leaning back, and said in a calm but firm tone: "Director Huang, you are too polite, it is all right.

We are also happy to see that the new employees are able to get started. Moreover, now that the training is completed, we still have a lot of things waiting for everyone in Zhoujiazhuang, so we plan to withdraw. "

Huang Guowei nodded heavily after hearing this, with an understanding look on his face, and said, "That's right, that's right. I've actually been prepared for this. I've troubled you for too long. Now that the employees of the feed factory can produce independently, there's really no need to continue to delay you."

As he spoke, he frowned slightly, as if he suddenly remembered something. He slapped his forehead and continued, "By the way, Chief Zhou, do you need me to arrange a car to take you back? Although the road is not far, it will take at least two hours to walk there."

Zhou Yimin stood up quickly, put his hands in the air, and said with a smile on his face: "Director Huang, it's really not necessary. I have already arranged for our village's tractor to come over. It's very convenient. Our Zhoujiazhuang tractor is also well-known in the surrounding villages. It runs very well!"

When he said this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly with a hint of pride.

Huang Guowei finally reacted, a look of sudden enlightenment appeared on his face, and he laughed and said, "Look at my brain, I almost forgot such an important thing, there is a tractor in Zhoujiazhuang!"

He laughed and shook his head, his eyes narrowed into slits.

The two looked at each other and laughed, filling the office with a happy atmosphere. After that, they chatted about some family matters for a while, and then Zhou Yimin stood up and said goodbye.

After leaving the office, Zhou Yimin went to find Lin Guohuai again.

Lin Guohuai was busy coordinating some affairs in the workshop. When he saw Zhou Yimin coming, he immediately stepped forward to greet him.

Zhou Yimin explained his intention to leave, and after hearing this, a trace of reluctance flashed in Lin Guohuai's eyes.

During this period of time, working side by side with the villagers of Zhoujiazhuang, he has already established deep friendships with everyone.

But he also understood that the matter of the feed factory could not hinder Zhoujiazhuang for too long. Lin Guohuai patted Zhou Yimin on the shoulder and said, "Okay, I'll go out with you and see everyone in Zhoujiazhuang off."

The two of them came to the gate of the feed factory together. At this time, the sun was gradually setting in the west, casting a golden afterglow.

At the entrance, villagers from Zhoujiazhuang had gathered together, packing up their tools and talking quietly. Everyone knew that the training was over and they were about to return home.

It wasn't long before the familiar roar of a tractor was heard in the distance.

Zhou Zhiming drove the tractor and stopped it steadily in front of everyone. When the villagers saw the tractor, they immediately showed excitement in their eyes.

After all, there are not many opportunities to ride on a tractor, so everyone rushed forward, scrambling to jump on the tractor, all wanting to grab a good position.

Zhou Yimin looked at the people scrambling for seats, shook his head helplessly, and laughed in his heart: "There are seats everywhere, is there any need to fight for seats?"

But he also understood everyone's feelings. In that era of inconvenient transportation, tractors were a rare means of transportation for the villagers.

After saying goodbye to Lin Guohuai again, Zhou Yimin got on his own motorcycle.

With the sound of the motorcycle engine starting, he took the lead and led the tractor team slowly out of the feed factory.

Along the way, the breeze was blowing gently, and in the fields beside the road, the crops were swaying in the wind, as if seeing them off.

Soon, everyone returned to Zhoujiazhuang.

At the entrance of the village, the old Party secretary had been waiting for a long time. He saw Zhou Yimin and his team coming back from afar, and a pleased smile appeared on his face.

When everyone stopped, the old branch secretary immediately said: "Everyone has been working hard during this period, just take a day off and go back to work as usual tomorrow!"

The old branch secretary's voice was loud and powerful, with a bit of majesty.

Everyone looked up at the sky. The sun was about to set, and it was time to call it a day. Everyone was a little speechless, wondering if the old secretary was joking.

But this joke was not funny at all, and no one dared to say anything more. They could only nod to show that they understood.

Everyone dragged their slightly tired bodies to the village canteen to eat.

At this time, the aroma of food was already wafting from the canteen. They had been thinking about the big canteen in the village for a long time. Compared with the canteen in the feed factory, the big canteen in the village was really not the same.

As soon as they sat down, other villagers gathered around them like a tide, with curiosity shining in their eyes, and couldn't wait to ask them how they were doing at the feed factory and how the food was.

After all, in everyone's perception, the food at work should be good, and it is a place where people can eat well and have enough food.

A villager who went to the feed factory for guidance frowned, his face full of disappointment, and said: "The food is not good at all. Not to mention meat, the dishes cooked have no oil at all, and they have to be rationed. I can't even eat enough!"

As he spoke, he gestured the size of the dishes, his tone revealing deep helplessness.

In that era of material scarcity, many people were starving and could not fill their stomachs no matter how much food they ate. The food at the feed factory obviously disappointed them.

At first he thought that when he went to instruct the employees, the food would definitely be better than that in Zhoujiazhuang. But after he got there, he realized that he was thinking too much. If he had known this would be the case, he would not have gone.

After hearing this, the others nodded vigorously in agreement.

Another villager immediately said, "That's right, the brown rice is so hard that it makes your teeth ache, and the stir-fried vegetables are tasteless, just like boiled ones. I thought working in a feed factory would allow me to eat better, but I didn't expect it to be worse than the food in our village." As he spoke, he shook his head, and the surprise on his face became more and more obvious.

At this time, a young villager couldn't help but interrupt and said, "How come this is completely different from what we heard? I thought we could have meat every meal at the feed factory. Even if there is no meat, at least there should be enough oil and water."

His eyes were wide and full of confusion.

An older villager sighed and said, "We were all deceived by the rumors. We thought the feed factory was a good place and would make our lives better, but we didn't expect that we couldn't even have a full meal."

There was a hint of loss in his eyes, as if the beautiful fantasy in his heart was shattered in an instant.

Everyone was discussing the matter heatedly, and all of them were critical of the food at the feed factory.

When the surrounding villagers heard this, they were so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths, and they felt like their eyes were about to break.

They originally thought that working in a feed factory was a good job and that they would be able to live a good life, but the reality gave them a heavy blow.

No one expected that the actual situation of the feed factory would be so different from their expectations.

A woman frowned and said worriedly: "Fortunately, no one in our village goes to work in the feed factory. Otherwise, with such bad food, why not go back to the village and do farm work?"

Her words caused the surrounding villagers to nod their heads.

Fortunately, there are no people from other villages here, otherwise if others heard it, I don’t know how envious they would be.

You have to know that the food in the feed factory is already pretty good for an average family, at least they can eat until they are 80% to 90% full.

Now many people can’t even buy food, let alone have enough to eat.

Only Zhoujiazhuang has the confidence to speak like this, otherwise which village would dare to say such a thing.

The cafeteria was bustling with activity as everyone ate and chatted.

Some people tried to ease the slightly heavy atmosphere by telling about the funny things that happened when they were training new employees at the feed factory.

Some people shared their experiences and feelings, expressing confusion about their future work.

Before we knew it, the sky gradually darkened and night enveloped the entire village.

After a hard day's work, everyone was a little tired, so they went home to rest.

The next day, Zhoujiazhuang was just like usual, doing whatever they were supposed to do!

However, the people at the Zhoujiazhuang feed processing factory were a little uncomfortable with this, because during this period, when they went to provide guidance, someone would prepare drinking water for them.

Now, we have to install it ourselves, and we can be lazy at ordinary times as long as there are no problems in the production process.

The leaders of the feed factory turned a blind eye to it. After all, the villagers of Zhoujiazhuang came to help, not to work.

Although it's no big deal to offend someone, we all know that the reason this feed factory could be opened is because Zhou Yimin invented the feed.

Moreover, they had heard of Zhou Yimin's abilities, so they didn't want to offend him even more.

While everyone was still reminiscing, the old branch secretary quietly came to the feed processing factory.

As soon as I entered, I found that the villagers who usually worked hard looked so listless.
"Is everyone too tired?"

The old branch secretary was wondering if he was being too much by not letting them rest for a whole day and forcing them to work.

When Zhou Hongwen heard what the old branch secretary said, he immediately reacted: "Old branch secretary, it's not because we are too tired, it's just that everyone is a little unaccustomed to it!"

The old secretary became curious and said, "Hongwen, what's wrong with you?"

By the time Zhou Dagui reacted, it was too late to stop it.

Zhou Hongwen did not embellish: "Even when we were at the feed factory, we didn't have to work all the time. For rough work like this, people would rush to do it without us saying anything!"

The people around were speechless. They couldn't understand why Zhou Hongwen was so straightforward. Couldn't he just lie a little and say that he had recently gone to the feed factory to give instructions and was really too tired and couldn't adapt for the time being?

The old branch secretary's face grew darker as he listened, but Zhou Hongwen didn't see it.

"Great! Looks like you guys are having too much fun!"

Zhou Dagui quickly explained: "Old Party Secretary, it's not like that."

The old branch secretary waved his hand to stop Zhou Dagui from continuing: "If you can't produce 15 bags of feed today, you won't have to eat or sleep."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Zhou Dagui and his colleagues were immediately in a difficult situation. They knew that they could only produce about eleven or twelve bags a day. If they wanted to produce fifteen bags, they had to work non-stop.

Zhou Hongwen looked at the speechless figures of the crowd, and his nerves were slow to react: "Everyone, am I in trouble again?"

Zhou Dagui rolled his eyes: "You just reacted now, isn't it a little too late?"

Zhou Hongwen quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I was just telling the truth. How did I get into trouble?"

He himself was really confused, as he clearly did nothing.

It was not the first day that everyone knew Zhou Hongwen, so they were not surprised.

Zhou Dagui could only say: "It's okay, go back to work!"

In order to achieve the goal, everyone had to do their best. Even after eating, they could rest for an hour, but in order to catch up with the progress, they had to sacrifice the rest time.

After seeing this scene, other people in Zhoujiazhuang felt very strange.

Some people even said: "Do you feel that they have become more diligent after helping for a few days?"

After hearing this, the others nodded in agreement.

(End of this chapter)