Commencement

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

In the small courtyard, Zhang Yanmei wore an apron and saw Jiang Xiaobai get up, and came over to greet him: "Xiaobai, there is breakfast in the kitchen, you can go and eat it quickly, we have all eaten." "

"You're done eating, what time do you get up, why don't you call me?" Jiang Xiaobai said.

"You went to the county seat and got tired, and seeing how well you slept, I didn't let Xiaojun call you." Zhang Yanmei said with a smile, looking at Jiang Xiaobai's eyes with a slight admiration.

"Okay, don't eat the meal first, I'll see how you make canned food." Jiang Xiaobai said and walked towards the simple production room in the courtyard.

As soon as I walked into the production room, I felt a wave of heat rushing to my face, and large pieces of yellow peaches were put into a white porcelain basin, and they could be put into the pot to cook just when the water in the pot was boiling.

"When the water boils, I'm going to boil the canned food and bottles first, and then boil the yellow peaches." Zhang Yanmei said, and Jiang Xiaobai noticed a pile of cans and bottles in the corner next to her.

"How can you be such a mess? You have assigned the personnel, who is responsible for cutting 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, we don't do a big pot of rice, more work and more rewards. "

Jiang Xiaobai frowned and said, in fact, the production of canned yellow peaches is very simple, that is, cut into pieces and boil them with sugar in boiling water to soften, and then wait for the bottle, the process is very simple.

"Then arrange for a person to find a way to get some cloth, the person who makes canned yellow peaches must wear a hood and a mask, don't fall your hair into the can, I know that the weather is hot, everyone understands and understands, you must pay attention to hygiene ..."

Originally, the environment for the production of canned food was not good, if you don't pay attention to hygiene, the consequences will be unimaginable, Zhang Yanmei heard the words and wrote them down one by one, out of the production room, Jiang Xiaobai waved Liu Aiguo over again, and asked him to pull a person out of the production room, Jiang Xiaobai and the three of them vacated a room as a warehouse to store canned food.

"The box that is suitable for canned food bottles is used to hold canned food, not wasted," Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile, and then asked Liu Aiguo to find a piece of cardboard, and wrote the words "Zhiqing Canned" on the paper with a brush, and then used scissors to cut out the words, and made the production date in the same way.

Give the cardboard to Liu Aiguo, and let him arrange someone to be responsible for painting the packaged canned bottles with red paint and the name of the cans and the date of production.

There is no way to deal with this condition, it is definitely impossible to give stickers for canned packaging, and he now has 7 yuan left on his body, which is all the funds.

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When Jiang Xiaobai finished his work, the first bottle of canned food had basically entered the final process, and soon the canned food bottle was brushed with the words "Zhiqing Canned" and the production date.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the first bottle of canned food produced, a smile appeared on his face, and he finally took the first step. Jiang Xiaobai was thinking about it when the voice of the village accountant came from outside the courtyard.

 "Jiang Xiaobai, the secretary asked you to go to the team site."

"What is the secretary looking for me?" 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 running so fast, Jiang Xiaobai shook his head and walked towards the team headquarters.

Along the way, the people in the village looked at Jiang Xiaobai and discussed, as if they were talking about yellow peaches, canned food or something, Jiang Xiaobai didn't care, and came directly to the team site.

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

"Secretary, when I go to the countryside next time I bring you some tobacco, what are you smoking, it's like being on fire." Jiang Xiaobai said while opening them up for ventilation.

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

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

Huang Zhongfu pondered for a while and asked, "I heard that you educated youths are making canned yellow peaches?" "

 "That's right," Jiang Xiaobai nodded and said.

"Well," Huang Zhongfu nodded and said: "You don't need the help of the people in the village, anyway, the fields are not too busy at this time, canned yellow peaches are not very troublesome, the women in the village can order more or less, and the men can also go up the mountain to help pick peaches." "

 "No, we have enough people to be busy." Jiang Xiaobai said.

"That's okay, the work is that the village can't live with you, and if you need help, squeak."

"Hey." Jiang Xiaobai answered, Huang Zhongfu turned around and opened the drawer, took out a piece of powder paper that had turned yellow and yellowed, and spread it on the table.

The origin of the paper is no longer clear, and the definition given by the Modern Chinese Dictionary is: "a kind of white paper with a light side, which is relatively broad and translucent, and can be traced on calligraphy and paintings." But apparently he didn't say why it was so named.

It was also a kind of high-grade paper unique to that time, which ordinary people could not afford to use, and needed four cents a piece, and most people used yellowed straw paper.

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

Huang Zhongfu said and introduced Jiang Xiaobai to the situation of the surrounding villages, how many people are in each village, and what way to go.

Jiang Xiaobai also sent someone out yesterday to understand the situation, and now it is better to have Huang Zhongfu to explain, after speaking, Huang Zhongfu stuffed a roll of the map into Jiang Xiaobai's hand and said: "I don't need it either, you take it, maybe you can use it." "

Jiang Xiaobai walked out of the team headquarters with a confused face, he couldn't understand what Huang Zhongfu was doing this for, it was said that Huang Zhongfu didn't interfere with their actions, how could he be so supportive?

"Xiaobai," Jiang Xiaobai, who had already gone out, heard the voice coming from behind him, and looked back to see that the expression on Huang Zhongfu's face was a little inexplicable.

"Xiaobai, I'm old and still carrying the life of a village, I don't dare to toss, if you really come out, I hope you don't forget the people of the Jianhua Brigade."

After speaking, Huang Zhongfu waved his hand and took a hard puff of dry smoke, and the smoke that was spit out was a little unclear on Huang Zhongfu's face.

"I see." Jiang Xiaobai nodded, and returned to the courtyard where the educated youth lived with some complicated feelings, and Jiang Xiaobai became excited again as soon as he entered the courtyard.

The busy scene in the courtyard is completely different from the lifeless appearance of the village outside the courtyard, rows of cans are neatly stacked in the shade, waiting for the cans and bottles to dry with the words of the paint brush before they can be packed into boxes and put in the storeroom.