Siheyuan: Since 51

Chu Xiaoying was immediately unhappy and said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? From opening the suggestion box to collecting statistics, there are people supervising."

He Daqing also pulled a face and scolded: "Silly Zhu, can't you shut up with your mouth?"

Sha Zhu curled his lips, somewhat unconvinced, "That's right, I heard many people in the cafeteria say that they wanted to vote for Brother Zhiyuan, what was the result?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene suddenly became quiet.

Yi Zhonghai stopped what he was doing and scolded with a smile: "Silly Zhu, your brother Zhiyuan is the organizer of the conference. If he takes the title of outstanding employee, isn't that asking for trouble? You can't talk nonsense."

Jia Dongxu, who was working without putting in any effort and was slacking off, also agreed casually.

"That's right, Silly Zhu, you can't just talk nonsense just because you have a good relationship with Zhiyuan."

Sha Zhu was speechless for a moment, "I..."

Chu Xiaoying's eyes became brighter and brighter. "Hey, tell me, what do you say about our Lin Ke?"

After being lectured, Sha Zhu's face was a little droopy, but when he saw the beautiful woman smiling at him, he opened his mouth wide and couldn't keep the door open.

"It is said that Brother Zhiyuan made great contributions to the reorganization. He was transferred to the purchasing team to ensure the food supply for everyone and to coordinate the production of tofu... Then he was transferred to the publicity department to organize the conference..."

Sha Zhu kept talking, Lin Zhiyuan felt embarrassed and interrupted him quickly.

"Silly Zhu, stop talking. We are all serving the people. I am just doing my job. Besides, not only me, but also the leadership did not participate in the selection of outstanding employees this time."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was greeted with a burst of praise.

"Hey, Chief Lin, you are very conscious!"

"That's right! Our factory leaders are all great!"

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The meeting was over and it was already dark.

After dismantling the stage and cleaning, everyone returned to the courtyard, and Fanxing had already taken up his post.

When I went out in the morning, I told Qin Huairu that I had a meeting today and would be back late.

Qin Huairu and the others did not wait. They had dinner early and went to study and do housework.

Of course, there was food left in the pot for the three brothers.

After dinner, I washed up and lay down on the bed.

Qin Huairu opened her lips and said, "Brother Zhiyuan, the weather is going to get cold soon. It's time to make two sets of clothes for Zhihui and the other two!"

"Okay, not just them, you have to make two sets too, to make them more spacious."

Lin Zhiyuan had no objection. He touched Qin Huairu's slightly bulging belly and continued, "How about this? It's not convenient for you to go out. I'll go buy some tomorrow. By the way, can you make cotton-padded clothes?"

Qin Huairu rolled her beautiful eyes and rolled her eyes at Lin Zhiyuan. She said proudly, "Who are you looking down on? I am an expert at sewing!"

"Hahaha!"

Lin Zhiyuan hugged Qin Huairu and kissed her hard, "Okay, you are the best, then give me some money, give me more, I am going to make a big purchase tomorrow."

Qin Huairu frowned slightly, "What else do you want to buy?"

"Didn't you tell me that the weather is getting colder, and Zhihui and the others in Erfang need to light a stove to keep warm? I'm going to buy some more honeycomb coal."

As he said that, Lin Zhiyuan scratched Qin Huairu's nose and said, "Don't worry, housekeeper, I won't spend money recklessly."

Qin Huairu blinked and said hesitantly, "Then you have to keep your word. I'll give you one million and give me the rest."

Having said that, he got up and got out of bed.

Watching Qin Huairu open the drawer of the dressing table and carefully count it several times, Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but smile, feeling secretly proud in his heart, she is really virtuous!

The morning breeze is blowing.

Lin Zhiyuan went out early and prepared to borrow and return a car.

In fact, the courtyard has a side door for cars to enter and exit, which is located in the small courtyard to the east of the main gate.

However, due to years of disrepair, the courtyard is full of ruins. If you want to pass through there, it would be more convenient to find a few people to carry a flatbed cart in through the gate.

There is space for cloth and cotton, but honeycomb briquettes require a special trip.

Last October, Master Guo from Shandong Province invented honeycomb briquettes, which became popular all over the country once it was launched.

Since there is no corresponding machinery, it can only be made piece by piece by manpower using molds.

In order to promote the product quickly, many private honeycomb coal shops appeared in the capital at the government's call.

It was a normal purchase and there was no need to hide it. Lin Zhiyuan didn't run too far and found a slightly larger honeycomb coal shop nearby.

As soon as Lin Zhiyuan stopped, a thin middle-aged man came forward and asked with a smile: "Comrade, do you want to buy honeycomb coal? How much do you need?"

Lin Zhiyuan asked casually: "What's your price?"

The middle-aged man extended his hand and gestured, "Please come in. We have two grades of honeycomb briquettes in our store. The superior grade with a ratio of 8:2 is 1.60 yuan, while the ordinary grade with a ratio of 7:3 is 1.50 yuan."

The difference between private stores and official stores is vividly demonstrated.

The official store only has ordinary products that account for 70% to 30% of the total, and the main consideration is whether ordinary people can use them.

Private stores additionally offer eight to two premium products, and it is thought that it is good.

If too much mud is added, it will not only be less resistant to burning, but will also easily burn lumps on the inner wall of the stove, which will require special cleaning every once in a while.

The honeycomb coal shop is a typical store with a front shop and a back yard.

Following the middle-aged man, after visiting the production of honeycomb coal, Lin Zhiyuan suddenly had an idea, "Do you sell the raw coal in your store?"

For a moment, the middle-aged man didn't react, and said in confusion: "Comrade, if you need raw coal, you can go to the coal station."

Lin Zhiyuan laughed awkwardly, "Just kidding, can you give me a free gift if the quantity is large?"

"I definitely can't deliver it." The middle-aged man waved his hand and asked, "How much do you need? Where is your home?"

"Not far away, No. 95, Nanluoguxiang. As for the quantity, let me think about it."

Just cooking costs eight dollars a day, and if you add heating, it would probably cost at least ten dollars.

To keep warm in Beijing during the winter, which lasts about four months, one stove costs 1,200 yuan, and two stoves cost 2,400 yuan.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhiyuan immediately decided: "Just go for 3,000 yuan!"

"Wow, so many?" The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are you kidding?"

"Of course!"

Big deal!

The middle-aged man sighed secretly and said cheerfully, "The honeycomb briquettes are 180,000 yuan. If I deliver them to your door for 3,000 yuan, I will have to run five or six times. In addition to unloading the truck, the total charge is 250,000 yuan. Do you think it's okay?"

Unloading honeycomb coal is not an easy job. They are all people who work hard to make a living. Lin Zhiyuan didn't care. "Okay, you can arrange it!"

After paying and getting the receipt, Lin Zhiyuan asked for it to be delivered as soon as possible, while he took a long detour to the Nancheng Coal Station and stocked up several tons of raw coal for the space.

It was almost noon when Lin Zhiyuan walked back, pulling a piece of coarse and fine cloth, as well as fifty or sixty kilograms of cotton.

In addition to cotton-padded clothes and trousers, Lin Zhiyuan also wanted to take this opportunity to make a new quilt for each member of his family.

He walked back to the courtyard leisurely.

The people delivering the honeycomb coal are moving it in.

After parking the flatbed car, Lin Zhiyuan picked up two large sacks of cotton and walked into the yard.

Faintly, I heard a noise in the yard, and also Qin Huairu's voice.

Lin Zhiyuan frowned immediately and quickened his pace.