I got rich by the protagonist's lines

Yan Tang had no idea that he was being missed because of his title of "the richest man in the city".

He has been very busy recently, and he has tasted the taste of being famous.

With the blessing of fame, Fuguier is also known by more people, and gradually transitioned from a state loved by local people to a small Internet celebrity company in the country.

Not only has the passenger flow of several stores soared, but even the previously tepid Taobao stores have also ushered in a peak of visits.

Because most of Fuguier's main business is food, the staple food is not suitable for express delivery, and the cold chain may also cause problems such as deterioration and bad taste.

So these are included in the ranks of temporarily not for sale.

The melons and fruits in Xishui Village, if they are a little raw, can be delivered by express delivery, but they are not worried about selling, and they also have stable partners, so they are lazy and troublesome.

As for the lo mei, the three master chefs are extremely picky about it.

On weekdays, they have a very precise grasp of time, temperature and taste.

Take noodles as an example, they take into account the time from the moment the guests get their hands to the time when the guests walk to the table and prepare to eat.

Not to mention the problem of such long-distance transportation.

It's not that Yan Tang doesn't want to take the route of vacuum packaging, but the current manpower is really insufficient, so he can only put it on hold temporarily.

So, so far, Fuguier's Taobao store only sells some dry goods from Xishui Village, such as chestnuts, fungus, sesame, peanuts, etc.

And there's the wine bag.

It lives like a rural souvenir shop, but even so, Fuguier's Taobao store has some stable fans who repurchase.

It's just that when Fuguier rushed to the hot search, the few pitiful items in the Taobao store were quickly wiped out by the huge amount of traffic.

Several old customers who often come to the store to repurchase, this is the first time they clicked in, and found that it was empty.

Old customers who are wondering can only leave a message in the buyer's question:

——May I ask what happened?

——Could it be that the store manager found out that selling like this is really losing money, so he is going to close the store and leave?

No, howling, I have bought it in several agricultural and sideline specialty stores of the same type, and finally locked in this one.

——If I don’t sell it, I will continue to look for a needle in the Taobao haystack.

……

It happened that some new customers received their purchases one after another. After knowing the truth, they happily replied below:

——Sisters, look at the trending searches.

——Yes, I also searched for it. I saw that the comment area didn’t look like swiping orders, so I just bought some.

While the two sides were getting to know each other, Yan Tang commanded two technicians to put all kinds of embroidery on the shelves with product pictures taken in advance.

Just a few days ago, before the first snowfall of winter, Fuguier's first semi-automated textile factory was completed.

However, the first batch of automated production was not the cloth of any of the three Ayun sisters, but the embroidery of the little ants.

According to common sense, cloth is a more repeatable process. As long as sufficient routing data is entered, there should be no problem.

On the contrary, embroidery is more complicated.

It's just that no one thought that when the three sisters wanted to try mass production, they said something similar to the "appropriate amount" that the chef said when explaining the amount of seasoning.

--random.

When they weave, they really do what they want, and the fabric they get is more beautiful.

But it was also the word "casual" that stumped the two engineers.

"No, girl, there must be a fixed program, the machine is dead, how can it be random?"

It is said that Ayun and the others also felt worried. People who are used to doing whatever they want, once they are asked to tell a fixed method of wiring, they seem to be bound.

But when I deliberately stop to distinguish how to go with a certain stitch and how to follow the next stitch, although the finished product can be obtained, it lacks charm no matter how you look at it.

When the three Ayun sisters were in trouble, no one thought that the little ants would go so smoothly.

There will not be as many of them as Ayun thought, and they will be of obvious group nature. Each stitch will go down at a fixed point and at a constant speed.

A big leaf, a flower, and a few grasses are nothing to human beings, but to ants, they may mean the whole world.

They are familiar with the different orientations of the leaves and are more subtle than the impasto technique.

And because what is embroidered is the world they usually live in, and the flowers and plants seen from their perspective, so it is inexplicably full of indescribable vitality and vividness.

After using the program to record each fixed point of the little ants, the completion rate of the first batch of experimental products even exceeded [-]%.

The error is also very small, which can almost perfectly reproduce the spirituality and nature of the embroidery of the little ants.

Yan Tang held the small daisy bushes embroidered on ordinary cotton cloth, with crooked smiles, he bent down and said to the little ants:

"Congratulations to everyone, freed from the complicated labor, and officially promoted to the embroidery design consultants of Fugui Group."

Looking at the various replies pouring out on the system screen, Yan Tang picked out a few more questions and answered them.

It is mainly to explain the difference between designers, consultants, this occupation and embroidery workers, as well as the difference in remuneration.

In fact, before the little ants made their triumphant return, Yan Tang had checked a lot of information and learned that not all ants in the highly hierarchical ant colony lived as comfortably as the queen.

Even the vast majority of worker ants have accumulated less than four hours of total sleep due to heavy labor every day, resulting in a greatly shortened lifespan.

Of course, good treatment for the queen ant is also related to her ability and hard work.

But facing this group of little heroes, and those little heroes who are trying to help mankind, Yan Tang decided to take care of them more.

Automation is the main way to do this, and then there is better food.

I hope to prolong the lifespan of most of the little ants and give birth to more intelligent ant soldiers.

In the process of entering and setting various programs, workers are also testing existing patterns.

Testing their suitability for placement, adjacency, and fabric, the result is a collection of pillow covers, handkerchiefs, silk scarves, curtains, cushions, petticoats, slipcovers, and more in a variety of patterns.

It is very difficult to deliver these items, so Yan Tang simply posted them in the Taobao store in the form of a final order.

Although it is a nominal last order and the price is not high, it is definitely a good product, far exceeding the marked price, and it can be regarded as an act of giving back to old customers.

Yan Tang followed up for a while, saw that everything was moving forward in an orderly manner, and left after she didn't need to supervise the whole process or make decisions by herself, and didn't pay attention to the follow-up sales behavior.

There is still a period of time before the Chinese New Year, and the weather is gradually getting colder. After a while, Mr. Lu will take part in a play, and he will take time to watch it.

Teacher Lu will conduct a replay summary every year after finishing a play.

Then, according to the shortcomings this time, participate in corresponding improvement courses or practice, and enroll in some courses you like to improve.

Among the drama actors, there are not only seniors whom he respects very much, but also can improve while practicing. Therefore, participating in drama performances has become a regular item for him every vacation.

However, what Yantang never expected was that after going to a drama, she would come across two idioms...

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On the other side, "Crossing the River Dragon" Brother Duan and his team also made a detailed plan after plotting for a day and a half.

Under normal circumstances, they will not stay in a city for more than a week, which will expose too much whereabouts.

But this is an unfamiliar city after all. They need to set up locations in advance, clarify the distribution of police forces, patrol routes, and make preparations such as destroying cameras.

Therefore, more than half of this week's time is used for preparation, and there is not much time left for action.

So not only are they pressed for time, they also need to hit the ground running.

In order to make sure everything is safe, Brother Duan decided to send two groups of people to scout the spot, and the third time he went straight to attack.

It’s just that the weather is not beautiful. When the first batch of people were sent out and the tasks were assigned, the sky was still normal, but just after seven o’clock, when the night was getting darker, sporadic light snow fell in the sky.

This is also the first light snow this year. Although the auspicious snow heralds a good year, when Brother Duan and his party saw the snow, they only thought that their actions were hindered, so their faces were not very good-looking.

Before the two brothers who were the first to go out to scout, Brother Duan patted their shoulders to boost their morale and said:

"This is our last sum of money for this year. When it is done, we will go to Sanya with a large sum of money to celebrate the New Year! Get up and be careful!"

The one with the brighter eyes among the two said hello to Brother Duan repeatedly, and then rode their motorcycle and left the sight of the remaining nine people.

Fuguier is the design of the front shop and the back house. The side where the shop is opened is just facing the Taohua Street in the business district, and the gate on the other side of the house is corresponding to the Antique Folk Street.

But because Fuguier has more than one store, it is a whole street, and the end near the end has already exceeded the length of Antique Street.

And this section was also bought by Mr. Wu, so in general, Fuguier is not a "1" long street, but an inverted "L"-shaped layout.

The extra piece was originally a super-large horse farm built by Mr. Wu, a large garden for enjoying the scenery, and a guest house with two entrances.

Although it is a racecourse and a garden, in fact, because Mr. Wu has not been here for a long time, the people who hired to help take care of the house have become less and less concerned over time, so the racecourse has become overgrown with weeds, and the garden has gradually fallen into disrepair. .

After Yan Tang got the little blue men Zheng Gong and Wang Gong, he repaired it step by step.

However, later, because he wanted to open a rich cram school, he occupied the guest courtyard.

And because I really want to eat abalone in advance, so I took up part of the area of ​​the racecourse and created a family version of the mini abalone breeding base.

Therefore, although the area of ​​the entire backyard has shrunk a bit, the remaining area is still very large.

This also means that there are many security loopholes that can be exploited, especially on the side where the racecourse is connected, there is only a short hollow landscape wall.

After Brother Duan and the others went through the checkpoints, they finally chose this place to enter.

The two people who were sent to the outpost walked around the long street and saw the hollow wall not far away. They couldn't help smiling "it's so simple".

They walked briskly, trying to keep their voices down as much as possible, and approached slowly. Just as the two of them stuck to the base of the wall and were about to step on the hollows on the wall and climb over the wall, they suddenly heard a strange sound.

In an instant, the two quickly approached the wall, tacitly hiding behind the non-hollow wall.

After taking a deep breath for two seconds and making sure that the source of the sound didn't notice the two of them, they poked their heads out quietly and looked in through the hollow space.

Looking at it this way, the pupils of both of them were shocked.

In the dark night, against the background of the distant lights, amidst the whirling noise of the shadows of the surrounding trees, a figure is trying to dig a pit with a shovel.

And beside him, there was a huge sack.

I don't know if it was the effect of the wind, or something in the sack, which caused the sack to shake slightly.

This moment immediately attracted the attention of the person who dug the pit. He threw down the shovel, pulled the sack over, untied the opening, and reached out to feel inside.

As if he had gone through all kinds of confirmations, he took his hand out of the sack, and muttered casually:

"It's really completely dead, I'm out of breath."

Because there was a tree not far behind the man, most of his body was covered under the shadow of the tree.

It was this movement that made him touch the corpse's hand in the sack, which was exposed to the faint light.

That was a hand stained with scarlet blood.

The figure hiding in the dark, with the sack containing the corpse in his hand, and a bloody hand exposed to the light, appeared in the eyes of the two spies.

It was obvious that the temperature had just dropped, but both of them were frightened into a cold sweat.

Thin flakes of snow fell on their noses and cheeks, and were instantly melted by body heat.

But the coldness left on the surface of the skin seemed to hit their hearts hard.

No one thought that they would encounter the scene of burial and murder.

In an instant, the intuition of their bodies told them that to escape, they had to escape, far away from here, and if they were discovered, they would definitely be silenced.

They are just novices who have just joined the team, have not participated in this level of incidents, and do not have the calm state of mind of Brother Duan at all.

Without much hesitation, the two tried their best to reduce their sense of existence, and staggered away from here.

At this time, Yan Tang, who had just been defined as a "murderer" by the two spies, was too tired to move.

He looked at the hole in the wall he had just dug, and he still had to think about how to fill it up. This was simply embarrassing him, Fat Tiger!Not long ago, one of the new idioms I got when I went to a drama—remedy after a dead sheep, actually had to dig a hole in the wall with my own hands in the middle of the night to drag in a sheep weighing more than [-] catties through the hole.

It's too hard, it's like "who wins the game", isn't it good to play virtual battle games?

Yan Tang even touched the sheep in the sack, his body was still warm, it seemed that he had just died not long ago, and this was the only thing he was satisfied with - freshness.

It's just that the sheep still has wool. He really doesn't know how to skin and dissect it. He probably has to ask three master chefs and Mu Lan tomorrow.

Thinking like this, Yan Tang didn't want to mend the hole anymore.

He found a small cart, dragged the sheep to the refrigerated warehouse with great difficulty, and ran to wash and sleep.

He had no idea that he had just passed by two dangerous elements.

Before going to bed, he was still muttering: "Today is really too late, let's test the second idiom tomorrow.

It is also very good to have sheep. Eating sheep in winter can be nourishing. Fish and sheep can also be made into fresh fish and sheep. It is absolutely amazing! "

Yan Tang on this side fell asleep with good expectations, while the two spies on the other side returned to the convoy's foothold in fear.

After listening to what the two said, Brother Duan directly slapped one of them: "Is this the news you got? You didn't even see the face clearly, so what kind of news is it?"

One of them boldly asked: "Then, Brother Duan, what kind of news do you want?"

"At the very least, we must see the face of the murderer and know who he killed. If he kills the richest man, we will just take advantage of the chaos to sweep his money.

It would be even better if the richest man was a murderer!We can use this news to threaten him for the rest of his life! "

"Then, what if both the murderer and the victim are ordinary employees?"

Brother Duan kicked the person who spoke directly when he heard the words, without any force, he kicked the person backwards.

"I still need to teach you? Isn't that also a long-term meal ticket? Mosquito legs are not meat anymore?"

After finishing speaking, Brother Duan ordered two more veterans to act tomorrow night, and told them to expand the scope of the spot this time, and it is best to find a few more places suitable for pouring diesel oil.

If you can't grab it or find it, it's the same if you destroy it.

The next day, Yan Tang's eyelids kept twitching, and Aunt Xu put on two band-aids trimmed into small shapes.

With a certain amount of support and compression, the beating frequency also eased a little.

Yan Tang said very firmly to Aunt Xu: "I must be double-eyed, double."

Aunt Xu now regards Yan Tang as her little star, and after hearing these shameless words, she also smiled and replied, "Okay, okay."

On the other hand, Yan Tang felt a little blush when she saw that Mrs. Xu didn't hate her, and even followed her own words.

He coughed lightly, and changed the subject: "Ma'am, the fish in my fish pond should be shipped in today. Do you have any empty water tanks? Take one tank with you at a time."

Aunt Xu smiled heartily, and even pointed at the tip of Yan Tang's nose: "It's really incredible, now that they are so generous, the fish are actually delivered according to the tank."

Yan Tang smiled triumphantly: "That's right, there are three sheep tomorrow.

The age is just right, the fat and thin are suitable, it is said that he grew up eating the best grass, and he doesn't even have a fishy smell. Don't forget to come to the whole fish and sheep feast. "

"Then how can it be? Even if I forgot, don't you know that you came here with a bowl after smelling it?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, while Yan Tang counted the number of sheep, one head per day, one head last night, one head tonight, and another head tomorrow, exactly three.

It's too difficult to carry, so let's deal with it at the base of the wall.

Thinking of this, Yan Tang directly called Mr. Zheng and asked him to help build a temporary treatment site in the backyard, complete with props, water pipes and so on.

That night, at almost the same time as last night, two spies came to Fuguier's backyard near the wall again.

With the previous experience of the two of them, they did not act rashly, but carefully and secretly looked at the situation of the yard after arriving quietly.

So weird, so weird!

It stands to reason that there was a murder case here last night, but there was no news about it all day, and the people inside moved freely, and even had time to set up a shed here.

Because the shed is a little far away from their position and can block a lot of sight, the two of them can't be sure whether there is anyone in the shed or in the covered place behind.

But the two who came this time were veterans after all. They looked at each other and each took out a telescope with night vision function.

If we say that when they took out the binoculars, the expressions on their faces were calm and fearless.

But after seeing the horrific scene through the night vision binoculars, the expressions on their faces were nothing but horror.

How could there be such, such perverts in the world!

Hell is empty, and demons are in the world, why are they so monstrous, yet they have not been taken away!Justice, why haven't you appeared yet?

The two old spies were frightened and shouted in their hearts, and even wanted to call 110 immediately for help!

At this moment, the cold sweat that sprang up from the panic at that moment, in this increasingly cold night, scratched their flesh and brought them even more bitter cold.

One of them, as if he couldn't take it anymore, his legs were numb, and he knelt down on the spot with a "plop".

When the other person heard the sound, he secretly thought it was terrible!

That altered state must be vigilant, and he will come immediately, he has to escape, he has to leave here immediately, as for his companion...

Looking at the sweat on the other party's forehead, even though his face was blushing, and he tried his best to not stand up in the first place, he knew that this companion was no longer acceptable.

Almost the moment the brain made a decision, the spy rushed out immediately.

It doesn't matter if you make a sound, anyway, there is still one person in place, even if it is a very hungry beast, it will eat the one left first, won't it?

Seeing his companion run away, despair appeared on his blushing face...

But he couldn't give up on himself, even if the knife hit his neck, he couldn't. He tried his best to kneel in the opposite direction.

Halfway through, he seemed to be terrified, and looked back in Yan Tang's direction several times.

He took out his phone a long time ago, and now "110" has been pressed on the screen, as long as the pervert catches up, he will press it.

I hope the police can rescue him in time, or have enough deterrent force to prevent the other party from acting easily.

Yan Tang who was in the shed did hear a "plop" just now, but he didn't take it seriously.

Turning his head, he licked the honey again with great interest, but he licked it at the tip of the knife...

It's really sweet to eat honey after physical work, and it's fun in this way.

This is the second idiom he wants to test - licking honey with the knife head.

What I got was a beehive. When I pulled it out from the side of the beehive, what I pulled out was not a partition, but a knife. Both sides of the knife were filled with honey. It was so interesting.

It is also convenient to cut honey in this way, and it only needs two knives to go back and forth to complete it, but I don’t know how the little bees act on the knife.

I don't know if this knife is corrosion resistant or not.

Under the night, in the wooden hut, there are blood and flesh all over the floor (the masters did not clean up, the leftovers), and there are strings of blood sausages (ready to be filled with meat sausages) hanging on the wooden posts.

Yan Tang was licking the knife face in this mess and blood.

It looks like it's really changed...

The author has something to say: Ang!After the repair, dads, I learned from the pain and bought an ancient timer.

I feel that mobile phone big data + push is really terrible. I really just wanted to check something at first, and then it disappeared in two hours. Then I thought about my original purpose. Boy, I just want to check something something!

how so?No self-control at all, gas!No, I want to rise!I want to plant the flag!Hugs dads!

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