Chapter 50 Woodworking Factory

With Han Shen's drawings, the brick houses were built very quickly. When the first house was completed and the mud was still wet, Qi Dali couldn't wait to move in.

People of that era were very simple and disciplined. They helped each other. After work in the evening, everyone helped Qi Dali clean the house and make the kang.

A lively small family was organized.

Happiness is contagious. The first time I heard Xu Wenli and Qi Dali quarreling, it was said that it was because Qi Dali used the money Xu Wenli gave him for condoms to buy a stack of postcards.

Xu Wenli refused to let Qi Dali into the house at night, so Qi Dali sat at the door and read postcards.

The male educated youth laughed at him for being stupid, saying that postcards were not as real as condoms. As the first married couple, didn't he want to experience what revolutionary friendship was like in bed?

Some people even went to listen quietly at night and found that Xu Wenli, who had been cursing during the day, was now lying on the kang and calling out very gently.

Of course, everyone's interest was aroused at one time, and young men and women from other farms often came to one farm to make friends.

The girls and boys in the first field are like those with city hukou, they instantly become much more noble and all of them are popular for marriage.

That day, Han Shen went to the county party committee for a meeting. As soon as he got out of the car, Secretary Wu shook his hand and said, "Su Xiangyu from Engineer Ye's family is really amazing. In the past two days, eight couples from Chaoyang Farm have gone through the marriage procedures. Her policy of giving away houses and relocating farms is worth promoting and must be promoted!"

Secretary Wang said, "There is also the practice of making bricks to get rich. This should also be promoted. Making bricks does not require any technical skills. Wouldn't it be great if everyone could make their own bricks and build their own houses?"

Secretary Wu felt that his future was bright: "I have a feeling that it is very likely that I will be awarded an Outstanding County Mayor Award in the capital this year, all because of Su Xiangyu."

Han Shen sneered through his teeth: "Then let's walk and see!"

"Your work is going well, right? Are there any other farms you would like to go to? I can arrange it for you," Secretary Wu asked again.

Han Shen immediately said, "Not at the moment. I'll let you know when I want to leave."

While driving to the farm, Han Shen actually saw pickled mustard greens from afar. In less than a month, the old lady's hair had turned completely white.

Su Xiangyu and Ye Xiangdong had just dealt with Feng Mingmei, and it was obvious that she was here to seek revenge on Su Xiangyu.

He couldn't help but start to smile evilly, and then Han Shen drove the car onto the Gobi Desert, bypassed the old lady, and returned to the farm.

As the saying goes, the work is in full swing. Wheat has already been planted, and everyone is working hard to plant corn and cotton.

Because there is enough labor, as long as everyone works hard, the farm land will be planted in three to five days.

If the original process was slow, wasn't it because the rewards were not enough and everyone was slacking off?

Therefore, Han Shen came to engage in ideological and political work, hold a mobilization meeting for everyone, and guide scientific farming.

But the comrades in the first branch were so enthusiastic. They worked in the fields during the day and were still burning bricks and building houses at 10 o'clock in the evening. They sneaked to the Gobi Desert to catch rabbits at night and went to the chemical factory to catch fish. They had a big meal at night, as if they could keep working without sleep.

How can he mobilize this?

Of course, his gaze was uncontrollably focused on Su Xiangyu.

"Godmother, what are you going to do today?" Mu Tie followed behind Su Xiangyu and also asked the same question.

Ye Xiangdong had not yet completed the admission procedures for him, and he did not have textbooks, so he could only wander around with Su Xiangyu.

"I'm going into the city, but you haven't worked all day, so you can't go with me," said Su Xiangyu.

This little bastard always assigns all the work to Xiaoman, like a little landlord's son, wandering around with his hands in his pockets all day long. Su Xiangyu feels annoyed just by looking at him.

Mu Tie has recently figured out Su Xiangyu's temper. Although she has a bad mouth, she usually won't chase him away as long as he is persistent.

So as soon as he saw Su Xiangyu coming out of the office, he went to open the car door for her.

But I don't know what happened, the car door won't open today.

"Comrade Su Xiangyu!" Han Shen couldn't wait for Su Xiangyu to come and talk to him, so he could only step forward and take the initiative to talk to her.

Of course he was unhappy, after all, he was a person who liked to be praised, flattered and fawned over.

"Professor Han, is there anything I can say?" Su Xiangyu asked.

Han Shen had driven this old jeep before, so he took the key, lifted the door a little, and immediately the door opened.

"How many books have you read? Do you know what the herd mentality and unfair competition are?" Han Shen said as he knocked on the car door twice.

When it comes to business, Han Shen is indeed a genius, there is no doubt about that. All of Su Xiangyu's business skills and experience come from his teaching.

However, she is now only 18 years old and a female college student in the second year of high school, so Su Xiangyu shook her head and said, "I don't understand!"

"Then let me give you some advice. You make money by making bricks, and everyone sees it. Then, all the farms will learn to make bricks like you. This is called the herd effect. And the unfair competition is that once there are too many bricks, everyone will maliciously lower the price in order to sell them, resulting in a low price of bricks. They may even be unable to sell at cost. By that time, all the money will be in your hands, and you will no longer be able to hold on as the farm manager." Han Shen said proudly.

Su Xiangyu stared at him with her eyes wide open.

Han Shen thought that his nephew's wife was conquered by his words.

He was so proud of himself that he was just about to give her another blow to let her know that her current career was just a false prosperity.

Su Xiangyu suddenly shouted "Be careful!" and turned around and ran. Then, Han Shen touched his ear and felt something smelly and soft.

Looking back, he saw the pickled mustard greens that he had just encountered on the road.

"Su Xiangyu, my Mingmei has been sentenced. Don't even think about having an easy life. Sooner or later, I will send you to prison. I, Mei Gancai, have the power to do that. I will go to Beijing to find Mingmei now." Mei Gancai yelled, cried and made a fuss, but Feng Mingxun, who arrived later, forcibly carried her away.

The old lady cried like this, does that prove that Feng Mingmei was really sentenced?

But even if Feng Mingmei was sentenced, the old lady still had a daughter in Beijing and a son working in the capital's Agriculture Department, so her family was still very wealthy.

Poor Han Shen, he actually threw a piece of soft yak dung at Mei Gancai. He was very angry at the moment. He wanted to touch his ears with his hands, but he didn't dare to. So he stood there with a defeated look on his face, standing there motionless.

"I told you to be careful. Look, you're in trouble now, Professor Han. Go find some water to wash." Su Xiangyu couldn't help but say with gloating.

With a step on the gas, she drove away from the farm. Poor Han Shen stood there for five minutes. It was Zhu Xiaojie who passed by and helped Han Shen wash the yak dung off his ears.

Driving into the county town, Mu Tiezei was very excited because Su Xiangyu hadn't been to a department store for a long time, and he hadn't eaten the White Rabbit milk candy in the department store for a long time.

Just thinking about toffee makes my mouth water.

However, Su Xiangyu did not stop the car at the department store. Instead, she drove forward and drove all the way to the Ermu Factory on the outskirts of the city.

"Godmother, what are we doing here?" Mu Tie said.

"The woodworking factory produces furniture, so of course we are here to buy furniture," said Su Xiangyu.

Mu Tie became more and more confused.

The two got out of the car. The Ermu Furniture Factory was a state-owned unit. The gate was open, but there seemed to be no one inside.

Moreover, there was a big dog tied in the corner, and it looked very fierce.

As Su Xiangyu walked to the gate, the dog started to get agitated. Although it was tied with a chain, it kept reaching forward and biting.

"That's a mastiff, a cross between a Tibetan mastiff and a wolfdog. It's even more powerful than a Tibetan mastiff." Mu Tie said in a low voice.

Su Xiangyu had seen Tibetan mastiffs, but had never seen a mastiff dog. She was truly amazed at the extent of Mu Tie's knowledge.

"How do you know it's a mastiff, young man? Have you seen this thing?" An old man came over, called out "mastiff" twice, and then asked with a smile.

Mu Tie said, "I have seen them at Wulan Farm. Feng Mingmei's husband Yao Yuanqing raises a group of such mastiffs. I told you about them a few days ago."

"This thing is really powerful. It recognizes its master more than a Tibetan mastiff and is more ferocious than a wolfhound." The old man shook his head and said, "If it bites someone, it will be terrible. Except for a gun, nothing else can stop it."

Seeing that Su Xiangyu had no interest in dogs, and that she was well-dressed, pretty and well-behaved, and that she made people feel very comfortable when she smiled, the old man asked her what she was doing in a woodworking factory that was about to go bankrupt.

"I'm going to your factory manager to buy furniture, not just one or two sets, but hundreds of sets," said Su Xiangyu.

If this isn't bragging, then he really is a big customer.

The old man immediately turned around and took Su Xiangyu to the office in the back.

The director of the woodworking factory was named Sun, a middle-aged man in his thirties. He was sitting in the office with a sad face.

Recently his wife got pregnant again, and his family already has four girls, so he is worried about whether to pursue a son or take his wife to have an abortion.

I'm not kidding. Even though he is a factory director, the factory has little income and he only earns 18 yuan a month. He can't afford condoms, so his wife gets pregnant every time she has sex. She has no money to have an abortion, so she has to give birth to each baby she gets pregnant.

Director Sun is worried about this. He has bald hair at such a young age.

Su Xiangyu must be ordering 100 sets of furniture. Director Sun's lips began to tremble: "You are not from the county committee, are you going to give out benefits? Why are you so generous?"

Su Xiangyu then introduced Chaoyang Farm, and Director Sun immediately said, "I know, I know. It is said that there is a beautiful female director there, who is only 18 years old."

Su Xiangyu smiled again, and Mu Tieshou kept pointing at her.

Director Sun stuttered: "So that female director is you!"

After shaking hands, Director Sun asked Su Xiangyu: "What goods do you want? Most of the people in our woodworking factory have gone to work. There are only a few old workers. They are slow and lazy, and they make things very slowly."

Su Xiangyu did not tell Director Sun about this. Instead, she handed him a few drawings and asked him, "Can you make furniture of this specification according to my drawings?"

Today's furniture is made of pure solid wood. The boards are thick, large, shapeless and ugly.

The furniture style that Su Xiangyu gave to Director Sun was the one she got from the system. It was the blueprint of modern lightweight furniture. It used less wood, was small in size, easy for people to move, and could be handled casually.

"It's such a small thing, do you really want it after it's made? It's too small and the board is too thin, right?" Director Sun said, holding the blueprint.

"You make a pattern first, and I'll give you a deposit now. We'll definitely need a hundred sets by then. If you don't dare to do it, I'll pay for the raw materials, okay?" Su Xiangyu said.

The woodworking factory finally opened, and as soon as Director Sun received the deposit, he took the blueprints and went to look for workers.

After leaving the woodworking factory and getting off work, Su Xiangyu could of course go home directly.

But halfway through the journey she met Feng Mingxun, who had just carried the old lady away.

"I will take care of my mom, you don't have to worry too much about her," he said.

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"Your Xiangxiu, ah!" Feng Mingxun sighed and said, "She has joined the Capital Art Troupe. I heard she is dating the son of the deputy secretary of the Capital Municipal Party Committee. They may get married soon. I'm telling you."

So, this rag of his is lamenting that people climb up the branches as soon as they leave the farm?

But no matter how bad he is in love, he is probably still the only upright person in the Feng family.

When she got home, Su Xiangyu wanted to make her lazy meal, so of course she hoped Mu Tie would help her clean up.

"No way, I'm going to go play with Yanyan!" Mu Tie said, turned around and ran away.

However, as soon as he got to the next door, he found that another engineer, Mr. Zhao's son Zhao Liang, was playing with Yanyan.

This Zhao Liang was a little older than Mu Tie. His mother was a very protective and aggressive woman. He especially liked to bully children and had beaten Mu Tie several times.

When Mu Tie saw him there, he slipped back dejectedly.

As soon as the system said the word "pay attention", Su Xiangyu had already guessed what was going on.

"Mu Tie, are you looking for mercury fulminate?" she said.

Mu Tie was honest, rummaging through the cabinets inside. He turned around and said, "I just wanted to find a firecracker to scare Zhao Liang. I didn't find mercury fulminate. That thing can kill people. How can you be so worried that you would use that thing on someone?"

[Mu Tie has developed a reverent attitude towards life, thanks to the host's education.]

"Go over now, if Zhao Liang dares to hit you again, just punch him back. Don't throw firecrackers secretly. I really despise that kind of sneaky behavior." Su Xiangyu said.

Mu Tie didn't want to: "If you return the fist, Zhao Liang will beat me to death."

"I promise he won't beat you to death. Believe me, punching him in person will definitely be more satisfying than throwing firecrackers secretly." Su Xiangyu said.

Mu Tie was half-believing and half-doubting, so he dropped the cannon and went to the next room.

Su Xiangyu is watching over here.

After Mu Tie went over, Zhao Liang kept chasing him away. However, since the two of them didn't really fight, Su Xiangyu didn't pay much attention to it.

"Is there anything to eat?" Just then, a man wearing a dog-head hat and a felt jacket walked in and said in a rough voice.

Su Xiangyu stared at him for a long time, and when he came closer, she realized that it was Ye Xiangdong.

"Why are you dressed like this?" Su Xiangyu said?

Ye Xiangdong saw a glass of water on the table, picked it up and gulped it down in one gulp, staring at the map on the wall.

"Didn't you say that there would be an explosion in the chemical plant? I have to investigate and find out who did it." Ye Xiangdong said as he drew three circles on the map on the wall.

Since he still thought she was a spy, Su Xiangyu certainly wouldn't ask any more questions.

She heard a cry and hurried out to see if Mu Tie was beaten. As a result, she ran into Zhao Liang at the door. The guy was crying and said, "Auntie, Mu Tie beat me, you must teach him a lesson."

"Why, Zhao Liang, are you allowed to beat Mu Tie, but Mu Tie is not allowed to beat you? You have beaten Mu Tie quite a lot, right? Has Mu Tie ever complained to your mother? Don't cry to me. If you have the ability, beat him yourself. If you can't beat him, don't beat my child in the future. I hate children who cry when they can't beat others the most." Su Xiangyu said fiercely, and scared away the child who came to complain with just a few words.

Mu Tie came in with his fists raised, waving them up and down as he passed Zhao Liang. He hurriedly complained to Su Xiangyu, "Mom, hitting someone in front of you is much more satisfying than throwing bricks at them secretly."

Let me ask you, how can it be more satisfying to shoot someone from behind as to fight them face to face? This kid has never been strong and cannot be strong. Teach him to be strong once and then protect him, he will not be so cowardly in the future and always think of sinister ways to harm others behind their backs.

Since it is a lazy meal, of course she is lazy. She was rolling the noodles when Mu Tie came over and his eyes lit up: "Nan wrapped with meat, this is delicious."

There is bread at the bottom and meat on the top, and they are put in the oven and baked. In Mu Tie's opinion, isn't this just naan wrapped with meat?

Su Xiangyu thought to herself, I was clearly making pizza, what is this called naan wrapped with meat?

However, when she was cooking, she heard a familiar melody, soft and slow, which sounded particularly comfortable.

Looking up, I saw Ye Xiangdong playing the tape.

"Have you heard this song?" Ye Xiangdong said.

"John Lennon's 'Oh my love'." Su Xiangyu almost blurted out.

"And you still say you're not Miss Spy? You even know John Lennon."

Ye Xiangdong was wearing glasses and had his eyes lowered. In this era, he was only wearing an extremely ordinary white shirt. His fingers were particularly slender, and he actually had an aristocratic temperament that was extremely inconsistent with this era.

Tapping the recorder, he said, "This is called the cultural invasion of the United States by Great Britain. Have you noticed that the popular culture of the United States is dominated by the British? The love and hate of the United States for Britain is precisely the rebellion and worship between father and son. By listening to the music they like, we can know what the Americans are thinking and how they will develop. The current Cold War and spy wars are actually meaningless in the competition between countries. We should learn more from capitalist countries and focus on developing the economy."

Su Xiangyu subconsciously said, "He always said that you are a narrow-minded nationalist, an extremely fanatical red revolutionary, and a fighter who wishes that imperialism could be wiped out overnight. But obviously, you are not. You have a deep understanding of the international situation."

"If you really say that you were reborn, there must have been a man who was your husband in your previous life. Who was he?" Ye Xiangdong's eyes were sharp and curious. The cunning guy played her favorite song and then interrogated her again.