With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

"The fish soup made by Director Xue is really fresh. I never expected Director Xue to have such a skill." Wang Xianbang from the atmosphere team praised loudly.

"The fish soup is not only more delicious than the main pork, but also weighs more than the pork. Is that right, comrades?" Wang Tianhe praised Xue Ming.

"That's right!" Everyone laughed. Each person can eat one or two pounds of fish. In the past, it was difficult to see pork in pork dishes.

Xue Ming nodded slightly shyly. The crucian carp soup didn't taste very good, mainly because of the light from the spiritual spring water, which made the soup taste fresh and fragrant.

The brothers drank a pot of fish soup to save face, and all shouted that Director Xue should be responsible for the next fish soup.

Of course Xue Ming was not in the mood to go to the kitchen to cook again. Once was enough, and he also needed a bicycle.

After dinner, everyone left the cafeteria and returned to the office. They found a few outsiders standing in the yard. Zhao Erlian saw his brother-in-law and immediately led them this way.

Zhao Erlian was followed by an old man and two middle-aged old men. The old man held Xue Ming's hand tightly, "Thank you, little comrade, thank you for saving my life this morning!"

This old man was the one who fainted at the fishery supply and marketing cooperative due to hypoglycemia. At that time, Xue Ming helped him with sugar and toffee.

"Thank you, Comrade Xue, for saving my father. Thank you very much." The middle-aged men and women bowed respectfully to Xue Ming.

Colleagues from the transportation department came over to eat melon. Xue Ming scratched his head and said with a smile, "You're welcome. I'm curious how you found my second brother?"

There were no acquaintances at the fish farm when they were rescuing people, and Xue Ming didn't leave his name or employer. How could they find it in one noon?

The middle-aged woman said, "I am He Meixiu from the fruit section of the department store. The old man said you were riding a bicycle with lights. I thought of you immediately."

"Oh, it turns out to be Aunt He. No wonder you look familiar to me." Xue Ming couldn't help but laugh.

The fruit section that He Meixiu was in charge of was next to Lao Ma's counter. Xue Ming saw her often when he went to the department store, but they didn't say a few words to each other.

"Thank you for saving my father-in-law. This is my lover Jiang Wu. He is a warehouse coordinator in our fruit section." He Meixiu hurriedly introduced her husband to Xue Ming.

"Look at what happened. The dragon rushed into the Dragon King Temple and disowned the whole family." Xue Ming immediately shook hands with Jiang Wu, but he didn't expect that they were both my mother's colleagues.

This morning, a neighbor of the Jiang family ran to the department store to report the news. The couple hurried to the fishing ground to pick up the old man, and learned the cause and effect from the old man's mouth.

In the entire provincial capital, only Xue Ming's bicycle has an electric light, which has become Xue Ming's trademark.

However, the couple didn't know where Xue Ming's home was, so they went directly to the department store to find Liu Yuee. Zhao Erlian happened to be walking in the department store and took them to the transportation office.

Xue Ming asked them to go to the office to talk. Old man Jiang Zhenghui shook his head and took out five yuan from his pocket, "Good boy, take the money, uncle can't eat your candy for free."

"This is a joke. You should keep this money to buy candies. From now on, you should always have candies with you. If you feel uncomfortable, just eat one." Of course Xue Ming couldn't ask for these five dollars.

Jiang Zhenghui insisted on giving it, but Xue Ming was determined not to. In the end, Jiang became anxious.

Xue Ming had no choice but to charge one yuan as a token fee. Two pieces of toffee and a small packet of white sugar were worth at most one yuan.

"The old man must always have sugar with him. Brown sugar, white sugar, toffee will do. Remember not to go to the pond and wait for water." Xue Ming reminded him again.

People with hypoglycemia may faint at any time. It's okay to faint on the flat ground, but it's the end of the world if they faint by a pond and fall into the water.

Jiang Zhenghui nodded, "The doctor said the same thing, but it's too difficult to do. God is so cruel. My old Jiang family is not rich. Why do you let me get rich disease?"

"Child, what a good family it is to be able to eat sweets every day?" Jiang Wu smiled slightly awkwardly.

Xue Ming was also embarrassed. Sugar is one of the few nutritional products these days. It is also a typical luxury product and a hot commodity. It is difficult for ordinary people to get sugar stamps.

"Brother Xue, I received a notice from the Transportation Bureau the day before yesterday that our welfare will no longer issue sugar coupons in the future." Zuo Changzheng said.

The transporters immediately began to complain about how many taels of sugar coupons they were given every month.

"Our department store is also like this. We will not issue sugar coupons in the future. It is estimated that the country's sugar reserves are tight." He Meixiu said.

Xue Mingxin said that there was nothing that could be done about it. People with hypoglycemia would be fine in the future. In the future, chocolates and other lousy candies would be everywhere, but it would be really hard for them now.

The Jiang family invited Xue Ming to have dinner at home in the evening, but Xue Ming declined politely, saying that saving people was just a matter of effort.

A few days later, the space soybeans matured. Xue Baiming hid in the office all day long, locked the door and went into the space to harvest the soybeans.

Sometimes I don’t even go to work, I just find a corner to hang out, and then I work in the space, which is a great way to play fish at work.

Two thousand kilograms of soybeans were harvested from five acres of soybean fields, and the yield per mu was less than four hundred kilograms. Xue Ming didn't know if it was a normal yield.

Thirty acres of farmland are all idle. I don’t know what to plant. There is too much food and I don’t want to grow food. Vegetables are too cheap and I am too lazy to grow vegetables.

They could only leave the farmland temporarily idle and use a truck to deliver two thousand kilograms of soybeans to Zhao's house. Zhao Erlian took him to the No. 3 Oil Factory through the back door.

The director of the No. 3 State-owned Oil and Fat Factory is a comrade of his father-in-law Zhao Qinghong. The factory has an electric oil press imported from Germany. That night, the director turned on a small stove for Xue Ming.

Only 300 jins of soybean oil was squeezed out of 2,000 jins of soybeans, and the oil yield was only 15%. No wonder vegetable oil is so expensive now.

Xue Ming and Zhao Erlian took advantage of the darkness to deliver the soybean meal left over from the oil extraction to the factory director's house. Although this stuff has no nutrition, it can fill the stomach. Several hundred kilograms of soybean meal is a benefit to the factory director.

Eighty kilograms of soybean oil was delivered to the canteen of the Transportation Department, and Xue Ming finally completed the procurement work for this quarter.

The Zhao family and the Xue family each took half of the remaining 120 kilograms of soybean oil. Sixty kilograms for each family would be enough for several months. Xue Ming considered whether to plant all 30 acres of the farm into soybeans.

No. 1 Middle School had a holiday that afternoon, and Xue Ming rode to school to pick up his wife at noon. The young couple played poker and felt refreshed. After dinner, they planned to go for a walk in the park.

After leaving the Mi family compound, she noticed a jeep in the alley. Zhao Xue looked familiar, "Look, hubby, that's our dad's car, right?"

Xue Ming felt that it was. At this time, the jeep stopped, and Zhao Erlian rolled down the window and stuck his head out, "Hurry up and follow me to the textile factory. Li Siming has fainted."

"What are you talking about? How could a perfectly good person faint?" Xue Ming's head suddenly buzzed and he was confused. Li Siming was the son of Li Chuanying and Xue Ming.

"Husband, get in the car quickly!" Zhao Xue grabbed her husband's wrist and ran to the car.

The two of them hurriedly got into the car. Zhao Erlian turned the car around and hit the gas pedal and ran away. Xue Ming's heart was in his throat.