Siheyuan: Qin Huairu relies on me

Zhao Xiyan spoke for more than an hour, and Li Jiewen's notes filled a whole notebook before he stopped.

"We can take our time with the traditional method of making rice paper. Let's first make something that everyone can use..."

"Village chief, what is that?" Li Jiewen asked curiously.

"toilet paper."

Zhao Xiyan sighed and said, "What do people use to wipe their butts now?"

"Corn leaves."

"It's a lump of earth."

"Tsk, isn't it better to use snow?"

Everyone answered enthusiastically.

"Use... use snow?"

The corners of Zhao Xiyan's mouth twitched slightly.

In this cold winter, wiping your butt with snow is so cool that it is simply unimaginable.

"Village chief, are we going to make straw paper?" Li Jiewen said with a smile on his face.

“No, I make toilet paper.”

Zhao Xiyan shook his head and said, "The process of making toilet paper is very simple. Just soak the wood pulp in water, then stir, remove sand, grind, and then disperse... Forget it, let's make a batch first."

The toilet paper manufacturing process was not something he won in a lottery, but rather his first job was as an intern in a suburban office building, and next to the office building there was a toilet paper factory.

When he had nothing to do, he liked to chat and drink with the workers there. After a while, everyone became friends... So he followed them and learned how to make toilet paper with the mentality that he had nothing to do.

To be honest, he never expected that the toilet paper, which was whiter than his face, was made by dozens of rough men in a ramshackle little workshop.

The reason why toilet paper is cheap is that there are all kinds of raw materials, including wood pulp, bamboo pulp, wheat straw, reeds, sugarcane bagasse...all of these things can be made into toilet paper.

Even recycled old newspapers and packaging paper can be used. This is probably what the saying "everything is toilet paper" means.

Li Jiewen watched Zhao Xiyan take off his coat and start to move, and immediately followed him to help.

The next half month.

Zhao Xiyan spends almost all his time in the factory. When there was no electricity the week before, he still worked from 7 am to 5 pm, after all, it would be dark at night.

Li Jiewen originally wanted to continue working with a torch, but was beaten up by Zhao Xiyan, who also posted a line of big words on the factory building: "No fire sources are allowed within 50 meters of the factory building."

Be it the workers or the village cadres, no one dared to come forward to stop the fight when they saw Li Jiewen rolling on the ground after being beaten.

But everyone also knows one thing: starting a fire in a factory can have serious consequences.

The next week, the factory building was connected to the electricity grid, and more than a dozen light bulbs illuminated the building brightly.

So Zhao Xiyan's work became from seven in the morning to ten in the evening. His sleepless and forgetful attitude made Li Baohong and others admire him.

Plant.

Zhao Xiyan looked at the snow-white toilet paper and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

"Director, this is good stuff."

Li Jiewen, with bruises on his face, ran over with his hands and feet waving, "I just went to the bathroom, this toilet paper is really comfortable."

"As long as you're comfortable."

Zhao Xiyan smiled and said, "Pack them all for me, and then arrange for the workers to work in two shifts... 8 am to 4 pm, and 4 pm to midnight. Everyone should work hard, and I will give everyone rewards when I make money."

"Yes."

The workers in the field responded loudly and were full of enthusiasm.

"Li Jiewen, you are the first director of the paper mill. Your monthly salary is thirty yuan. You are responsible for all the affairs of the mill, and you are responsible for our village committee."

Zhao Xiyan said in a deep voice, "If even a piece of toilet paper is lost in the factory, I will make you bear the consequences."

"Village chief, if there is any problem in the factory, I will die as a token of my apology."

Li Jiewen yelled, his face flushed red.

The other workers looked envious. Thirty yuan a month... they had never even thought of such a salary.

"very good."

Zhao Xiyan reached out and patted his shoulder, "After toilet paper is on the right track, Xuan paper will start... After all, toilet paper is for making a living, and Xuan paper is where we make money."

"village head."

Li Jiewen hesitated for a moment before saying, "As far as I know, not many people can afford Xuan paper now..."

"You know nothing."

Zhao Xiyan rolled his eyes at him, "We don't sell this stuff in China. If we can't afford the price here, can we still afford the price abroad?"

"foreign?"

Li Jiewen was slightly stunned.

"Do it well, I won't treat you unfairly."

Zhao Xiyan patted his shoulder and walked out of the factory.

As soon as I went out, I saw Li Baohong coming towards me.

"Village Chief, the greenhouse is ready."

"Once the greenhouse is ready, you can plant some vegetables. Do you need to report this to me?" Zhao Xiyan frowned and said, "Plant some rare things, like cucumbers or zucchini. Plant them all. Plant whatever is expensive."

"If we have enough manpower, we can open the hot springs... build as many greenhouses as possible. We should not only focus on Huairou, we also want the Sijiucheng market."

"Four-Nine City?"

Li Baohong opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything.

"Brother, we can't rely on horse-drawn carriages for transportation forever." Zhao Xiyan sighed, "We will have large trucks, and if we have money... we can repair the road. We have hot springs in Lijiatun, and Shanghe Village and Xiahe Village may also have hot springs."

"When we have used up all the land in our village, we will go to them to ask for more land. At that time, you will shoulder all the responsibilities as the village party secretary, and Secretary Feng will have to give you some land."

"hiss."

Li Baohong's face was flushed and his breathing was rapid.

"If it really comes to that, I will allow you to build the Li family ancestral hall." Zhao Xiyan took him a little further away before taking out a cigarette and saying, "At that time... you, Li Baohong, will comfort our ancestors as the head of the Li family. Just thinking about this scene is exciting, isn't it?"

"Village chief, don't worry... You are the one who makes the decisions on village affairs. I am just one of your soldiers, and I will fight wherever you direct me." Li Baohong shouted.

"Good, let's do the work."

Zhao Xiyan nodded with a smile, and then walked towards the village branch.

"Boys from Shanghe Village, stop being lazy and get moving..."

Li Baohong's voice spread far away.

Village branch.

As soon as Zhao Xiyan entered the meeting room, he saw a man with a bruised face and nose tied up there, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Yuan Cheng?"

"who are you?"

The man was no more than twenty-five or twenty-six years old, and he looked at him with cold eyes.

"Well."

Zhao Xiyan looked at him and shook his head slightly.

Snapped!

Li Gang went up and gave Yuan Cheng a big slap in the face.

"If you yell that again, I'll beat you to death."

"you……"

Yuan Cheng gritted his teeth and dared not say a word.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Zhao Xiyan, and I am the village chief of Lijiatun..."

Zhao Xiyan held a cigarette in his mouth and said slowly, "In fact, I don't have to look for you at all. After all, there are quite a lot of people in your group. But I think you can still be saved, so I gave you a hand."