Rebirth of the World’s Richest Man

  Chapter 11 starts

  Early the next morning, the entire small yard began to get busy. When Jiang Xiaobai got up, Liu Fengzheng had already brought back a few baskets of yellow peaches.

   In the small courtyard, Zhang Yanmei wore an apron and was busy seeing Jiang Xiaobai getting up. She walked over and said, "Xiaobai, there is breakfast in the kitchen. Go and eat. We have all eaten."

   "It's all finished, what time did you get up, why didn't you call me?" Jiang Xiaobai said.

   "You were exhausted when you went to the county town. Seeing your sleep soundly, I didn't let Xiaojun call you." Zhang Yanmei smiled and said, watching Jiang Xiaobai's eyes slightly admiring.

   "Okay, don't eat the rice for now, I'll see how you make canned food." Jiang Xiaobai said and walked to the simple production room in the yard.

  As soon as I walked into the production room, I felt a wave of heat, big chunks of yellow peaches were put into the white porcelain basin, and the water in the pot could be put into the pot for cooking.

   "When the water boils, I will cook the canned bottles first, and then cook the yellow peaches." Zhang Yanmei said, Jiang Xiaobai noticed a pile of canned bottles in the corner next to it.

"How can you be so messy? You have assigned the personnel, who is responsible for cutting the yellow peaches, who is responsible for cooking, and then the next room is responsible for cooking canned bottles and bottling. The division of labor must be clear. Let's not do the big pot meal. Set, work more, get more."

  Jiang Xiaobai frowned and said, in fact, the production of canned yellow peaches is very simple. They are cut into pieces and boiled with sugar in boiling water, and then just wait for bottling. The process is particularly simple.

"Another person will be arranged to figure out a way to get some cloth. Those who make canned yellow peaches must wear headgear and masks. Don't drop your hair into the cans. I know that the weather is hot. Everyone understands and understands. You must pay attention to hygiene... …"

Originally, the production environment for canned food is not good. If you do not pay attention to hygiene, the consequences will be disastrous. Zhang Yanmei should write them down after hearing the words. After leaving the production room, Jiang Xiaobai waved Liu Aiguo over and asked him to get out of the production room. When they came out alone, Jiang Xiaobai and the three vacated a room as a warehouse to store canned food.

"The box that fits the canned bottle is used for canned food, no waste," Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile, and then asked Liu Aiguo to find a piece of hard paper, wrote the words "Youth Canned Food" on the paper with a brush, and then used it. Scissors cut out the words and make the production date in the same way.

  Give the hard paper to Liu Aiguo and ask him to arrange for someone to paint the packaged canned bottle with the can’s name and production date with red paint.

  There is no way for this condition. It is definitely impossible to want to put stickers on canned food. Now he has 7 yuan left on his body. This is all the funds.

  When Jiang Xiaobai finished his work, the first bottle of canned food had basically entered the final process. Soon the canned bottle was painted with the words "Youth Canned Food" and the production date.

  Jiang Xiaobai looked at the first bottle of canned food produced, with a smile on his face, finally taking the first step. Jiang Xiaobai was thinking about the sound of dog eggs coming from outside the yard.

   "Jiang Xiaobai, Huang Zhongfu wants you to go to the team headquarters."

   "What are you looking for?" Jiang Xiaobai asked as he walked out of the yard and saw that there was no one at the gate of the yard. What are you doing so fast? Jiang Xiaobai shook his head and walked towards the team.

  Along the way, the people in the village watched Jiang Xiaobai talking, as if they were talking about yellow peaches, canned food, etc. Jiang Xiaobai didn't care, and went straight to the team headquarters.

  I opened the door and saw Huang Zhongfu sitting on a stool smoking dry cigarettes, and the room was full of choking smells.

   "When I come back next time when I go to the village to bring you some shredded tobacco, what are you smoking? It's like a fire." Jiang Xiaobai said while opening the air.

  "Xiaobai is here, sit down." Huang Zhongfu saw Jiang Xiaobai come in, cleaned the dry tobacco pot on the ground, and then greeted him.

   "Okay, what are you looking for me?" Jiang Xiaobai asked, sitting down on the stool.

  Huang Zhongfu pondered for a while and asked, “I heard that your urban youth are making canned yellow peaches?”

   "Yes," Jiang Xiaobai nodded and said.

"Well," Huang Zhongfu nodded and said, "Do you need help from the villagers. Anyway, the fields are not too busy at this time, and canned yellow peaches are not very troublesome. The women in the village know how to order, and the men can also go up the mountain to help pick them. peach."

   "No, we have enough manpower to come here busy." Jiang Xiaobai said.

   "In that line, the work point is that the village can't help you. If you need help, just scream."

   "Hey." Jiang Xiaobai replied, Huang Zhongfu turned and opened the drawer, took out a piece of yellowish powder-linked paper, and spread it out on the table.

The origin of Fenlian Paper is unclear. The "Modern Chinese Dictionary" defines it as: "a white paper with a glossy side. It is relatively rich and translucent. It can be traced over calligraphy and painting." But obviously he It is not clear why it is named this way.

   is also a unique high-grade paper at that time. Most people can't afford it and need four cents. Most people use yellowed papyrus.

   "You have been in the Jianhua Brigade for a while, and I haven't given you a good introduction to the situation at the Jianhua Brigade table. You see, this is the surrounding map, which I personally drew a few years ago..."

  Huang Zhongfu talked to Jiang Xiaobai about the surrounding villages, how many people there are in each village, and what way to go.

Jiang Xiaobai sent someone out yesterday to understand the situation. Now it would be better to have Huang Zhongfu explain it. After finishing talking, Huang Zhongfu stuffed a roll of the map into Jiang Xiaobai's hand and said, "I can't use it anymore. Take it. Maybe it will work."

  Jiang Xiaobai walked out of the team with a dazed expression. He didn't understand what Huang Zhongfu was doing. Ordinarily, Huang Zhongfu didn't interfere with their actions. How could he still support it?

  "Xiaobai," Jiang Xiaobai, who had already left the house, heard a voice coming from behind, and turned around to see the expression on Huang Zhongfu's face that was a little unclear.

   "Xiao Bai, I am still burdened with the life of a villager when I am old, and I dare not toss about it. If you really come out, I hope you will not forget the people from the Jianhua Brigade."

  After finishing speaking, Huang Zhongfu waved his hand and took a hard puff of dry smoke. The smoke that he vomited was obscured by Huang Zhongfu's face.

   "I see." Jiang Xiaobai nodded, and returned to the yard where the urban youth lived in a mixed mood. Jiang Xiaobai became excited again as soon as he entered the yard.

The busy scene in the yard is completely different from the lifeless look in the village outside the yard. Rows of cans are neatly stacked in the shade, waiting for the cans to dry with the paint brush. It can be put in a box and put in the warehouse.

  (End of this chapter)