Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

Zhong Daohao placed an order for himself, so of course he had to share this good news with Yang Weihua and Li Huaide as soon as possible. This would be a powerful tool to help them get promoted.

"Cousin, there is a new order." Zhang Dabao called Li Huaide.

"Great, how many are there?" Li Huaide is also looking forward to the new orders.

"Ten thousand tons," said Zhang Dabao.

"How much?" Li Huaide couldn't believe his ears.

"Ten thousand tons. This is the first batch. There will be more to come. Can our factory produce it?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"Wait a minute, I'll call Lao Yang..." Li Huaide put the microphone on the table and ran out.

"Da Biao, what's going on?" Yang Weihua answered the phone breathlessly.

"Uncle Yang, we have a new order. The first batch is 10,000 tons. Looking at the progress of the subsequent projects, there will be quite a lot more. You have to prepare in advance." Zhang Dabiao spoke with a double meaning, talking about both the order and Yang Weihua's promotion.

Yang Weihua spoke a few more words to Zhang Dabao and then hung up the phone.

"Huaide, how many tons did Dabiao say just now?" Yang Weihua asked Li Huaide.

"Director, you have asked this question ten times. The first batch is 10,000 tons, and there is more. Huabang's contract will be sent to you soon. Just wait." Li Huaide was amused by Yang Weihua.

"Director, there is a contract with Hong Kong..." Xu Sinian came in.

After the contract was signed and the deposit was received, Yang Weihua and Li Huaide came to the Ministry of Machinery Industry and first reported the good news to the person in charge, Deputy Minister Shi Kejun.

"Yang Weihua and Li Huaide, you two are really great and have brought honor to the ministry. This shows that our products have also passed the test of capitalism and have become products that can earn foreign exchange for the country. I am very pleased." Deputy Minister Shi was also very happy and praised the two.

"Weihua, can your factory complete the order on time?" Minister Shi thought of the production capacity of Hongxing Steel Rolling again.

"Yes, we must," said Yang Weihua.

"It seems that you have been prepared for this. Tell us," the deputy minister said to Yang Weihua and Li Huaide.

"Minister Shi, this 10,000 tons of goods will not be delivered in one go. This is what I thought, and I have communicated with them. The delivery will be divided into three times. The first and second times are 3,000 tons, and the third time is 4,000 tons. The delivery time for each batch of goods is one month. We have concentrated the capable forces in the factory and let workshops five and six specialize in producing foreign trade orders. They said that the orders are long-term. It doesn't mean that after this delivery, there will be no next time. As long as the quality can be guaranteed, the order can also be guaranteed," said Yang Weihua.

"Very good, concentrate your superior forces to do great things. Earning foreign exchange for China and Huaide is a key and long-term task for us. I am very happy that you have such awareness. It is a good thing that the orders are getting bigger and bigger. I will ask the minister if he has time. If there is good news, the leaders must be informed. We can't just keep our heads down and pull the cart, we must also raise our heads and look at the road." The deputy minister was particularly satisfied with the work of the two, so he mentioned them.

Deputy Minister Shi made a phone call and waited for a while. "Let's go, the minister is at home, let's make him happy too," and took the two of them to the office of Minister Gao of the Ministry of Machinery Industry.

After spending a whole morning in the Ministry of Machinery Industry, it was almost noon when they came out. Yang Weihua and Li Huaide were now thirsty. "Director, it seems that good things are about to happen to you. I followed you around all morning today. You must treat me to something good to eat," said Li Huaide.

"I have good things to do, don't you? Let's go back to the factory to eat and ask Zhuzi to make something delicious. There is still some meat in the factory. Can we get meat outside? By the way, I heard from Zhuzi that Da Biao's nephew named Jia Dongxu can make some knife-cut noodles. Let him make a bowl for him when he has time," said Yang Weihua.

"That's true. I've heard about it from Zhuzi too. You say Jia Dongxu is really something. He worked as a first-level fitter in the factory for seven years and didn't learn anything. Now he's a postman. He's also learning to be a chef from Dabiao and Zhuzi, and he's doing quite well. He's making rapid progress. He knows how to make a lot of pasta, including many kinds of noodles and even steamed buns," said Li Huaide.

"It seems that what the ancients said is right, we must teach students in accordance with their aptitude. He is not good in this aspect, but maybe he is very good in other aspects. How about this, let's take some time to go to No. 95 Courtyard for a meal, let Zhuzi cook a few dishes, let Dongxu make some noodles, and we have a drink, isn't it great? I'll leave this matter to you. You are relatives, and you have made immediate progress. They are still juniors, and it is their duty to respect you. I will also benefit from your kindness," Yang Weihua said to Li Huaide.

"No..." Li Huaide was speechless. At this moment, he thought of a person, Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-level worker. Why did the factory director seem to speak more and more like Yi Zhonghai? Who did they learn from? They are the younger generation, so they should respect me. What kind of theory is this? Do they owe me?

This morning, Yan Jingfeng, who was far away in Yishui, Shandong, received a package from Beijing. He was a village cadre and it was very convenient for him to receive letters. As soon as he saw that the letter was sent from Beijing, he knew it was from his nephew Yan Ming.

Yan Jingfeng opened the package. There were two packages inside. One package contained photos. Yan Ming took photos for everyone in the village. The first one was a group photo. This was the second brother. Why did the second sister-in-law's mouth look like this? He was still the sixth child. He didn't even know to wash his neck. He only knew to wash his face. The little chicken of Fang Wen's kid was exposed. If he grows up and sees it again, will it be very interesting...

After looking at the photos, Yan Jingfeng opened the second bag, which contained nine envelopes with names written on them, and a letter. He opened the envelope with his name on it, which contained ten kilograms of national food coupons. Yan Jingfeng held the food coupons and could not speak for a long time. He thought of his elder brother who worked in a confidential unit and his young but loyal nephew. His eyes were red again. He was a village cadre and knew the national situation. The whole country was in such a difficult situation, but his elder brother and Yan Ming still saved money to send food coupons to their family. Hey, we can still get by. Brother, are you living well?

Putting the things back into the bag, Yan Jingfeng went to his second brother Yan Jingda's house and asked Yan Fangwen to notify the other brothers and his second sister Yan Jingxiang who had just moved to the village. He showed everyone the letters sent from the capital, divided the photos and envelopes among the families, and sent Yan Fangwen and Yan Fangwu to Liujia Village to bring the letters and photos to the two sisters.

Everyone sighed as they held the envelopes containing the food coupons.

"Second brother, eldest brother is so loyal and righteous, I have an idea," Yan Jingfeng said.

"Old Five, tell us what ideas you have," Yan Jingda said.

"I want to renovate my eldest brother's house. He is almost seventy years old this year. Maybe he can come back to visit someday. I want him to live in his own home when he comes back. If he happens to not come back, he still has Yan Ming at home. Although he is adopted, he is also a man of loyalty and affection. He is the grandson of Yan Jingkai, the son of Yan Fangyong, and the eldest grandson of our Yan family. He is still young and he should come again. After we renovate the house, we will let him know that this is his home too," said Yan Jingfeng.

"I agree. Lao Wu is right. Once the autumn harvest is over, everything will be fine. We can rebuild it by ourselves and pile up the stones again. There are trees on the mountain, so we all just need to contribute a little," said Yan Jingkuan.

"Okay." Everyone unanimously agreed to start renovating the house for Yan Jing.