Siheyuan: Qin Huairu relies on me

That night.

It's snowing heavily.

Yan Qing cut a large bowl of beef, and she felt distressed even though she hadn't even eaten it yet.

In her entire life, she had never seen anyone eat meat like this.

"Where's Niu Baiye?"

Zhao Xiyan shouted, "Wang Yinuo... don't eat my Niu Baiye secretly."

"Fuck you, it's raw, how am I supposed to eat it?"

Wang Yinuo walked in from outside holding a basin.

She looked at the boiling red soup in front of her and swallowed subconsciously.

The hot pot base that Zhao Xiyan got is so delicious.

The three were about to put the meat into the hot pot.

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the door.

"Oh, who is it?"

Zhao Xiyan said unhappily, "At this late hour...are you sick?"

"Village Chief, I'm Li Baohong."

The man outside the door shouted, "We are here to bring you food."

"No, get out." Zhao Xiyan shouted angrily.

"No, Village Chief, we are here sincerely to deliver vegetables to you, and as for the greenhouse matter...we are here to discuss it with you." Li Gang shouted at the top of his voice outside the door.

"Stop talking nonsense..." Li Baohong shouted angrily.

"That's right, what if the village chief doesn't open the door once you open your mouth?"

Li Yun's voice also came in.

"Damn it, these guys are here to rob the rich." Zhao Xiyan sighed, "Yan Qing, go open the door."

"what?"

Yan Qing said weakly, "Village Chief, should we collect some of the meat..."

"Need not."

Zhao Xiyan smiled bitterly and said, "Anyway, if they don't have enough food later, they will definitely make trouble again..."

"Hey."

Yan Qing reluctantly went out and opened the door.

A group of people rushed in.

"Village chief, the paper mill and greenhouse are almost done... Gulu." Li Baohong swallowed and continued, "Would you like to listen to our work report?"

"Are you here to report your work? I don't even bother to expose you." Zhao Xiyan said disdainfully, "Li Ze, wipe your saliva... Isn't it disgusting?"

"Hey."

Li Ze quickly wiped his mouth with his clothes, feeling very embarrassed.

"Okay, come and eat."

Zhao Xiyan said helplessly, "You guys have fucking dog noses... I made some good stuff, but you guys smelled it all."

"Thank you, village chief."

Everyone shouted in unison, and then sat down at the table very naturally.

"Put the meat in there, put the meat in there..."

"Don't fucking grab it. There's so much meat that you'll die of fullness and still not be able to finish it."

"Fuck it, Li Ze, I'm your father, and you want to steal my flesh?"

……

"Hey."

Zhao Xiyan looked at the people whose mouths were full of oil, and couldn't help but sigh, and took two bottles of Wuliangye from under the table.

"Village Chief, I'll come, I'll come..."

Li Yun hurriedly said, "Li Yu, what the hell are you still doing sitting here? Go get a cup."

"Eh."

Li Yu bit a piece of meat and ran quickly towards the kitchen.

After a while, she ran in with five cups.

"Village chief, are you going to finish all the wine today?" Li Gang said with a lick on his face.

"Where the hell did you see me having any wine?" Zhao Xiyan said with a straight face.

"Village chief, stop pretending. There are four bottles under the table. I saw them when I came in." Li Baohong teased.

"Okay, drink. Just drink as much as you can. Is that okay?" Zhao Xiyan said helplessly.

"Eh."

Li Gang and others immediately became excited.

Wang Yinuo didn't care. She knew that Zhao Xiyan was capable, but Yan Qing was not.

She ate the meat vigorously, thinking that if she ate more, Li Gang and the others would eat less.

The next day.

early morning.

"Wang Yinuo, go and deliver some beef to Li Baohong's family." Zhao Xiyan said, rubbing his temple.

"Ah? Village chief... they ate so much at our house yesterday, do we still need to send them some?" Yan Qing exclaimed.

"They are too embarrassed to bring their wives here, right?" Zhao Xiyan sighed as he lay in the firebox. "It's impossible for the men to eat and drink as much as they want outside, while the women at home have to eat coarse food and vegetables, right? Each of them should bring two kilograms... but don't bring more."

"Eh."

Wang Yinuo immediately got up and got off the firebox.

Yan Qing got a small scale from somewhere and started weighing the meat.

Zhao Xiyan couldn't help but laugh when he saw this.

This girl is really afraid of living a hard life.

"Village chief, village chief...are you up?" Li Jiewen shouted outside the door.

"Woke up."

Zhao Xiyan was just about to call Li Jiewen in, but after seeing the ferocious Wang Yinuo and the resentful Yan Qing, he had no choice but to put down the fire box and walked towards the door.

"Humph."

Wang Yinuo snorted coldly and continued cutting the meat.

Hot springs.

A huge factory building has been built, which is half the size of a football field, and the walls are densely packed with copper pipes.

After Zhao Xiyan walked in, he immediately felt that the temperature was quite high. He couldn't help but wonder, "How come there is hot water when the electricity hasn't even come on yet?"

"Village chief, just build a boiler."

Li Jiewen smiled innocently and said, "It doesn't have to be powered on..."

"Look at my brain."

Zhao Xiyan slapped his head.

The greenhouses built by ancient people did not have electricity.

He walked to the wall and touched it. It was very hot and a little burning.

"The walls are covered with steel plates, and copper pipes are connected behind the steel plates... This thing cost a lot of money." Li Jiewen said with a wry smile.

"Well done."

Zhao Xiyan praised, "Everyone come here, I will teach you how to make paper... We are not making writing paper in the traditional sense, but making ancient Xuan paper."

"The process of making Xuan paper is very complicated, but we don't need everyone to master all the skills. We adopt the form of an assembly line."

……

The technology of making Xuan paper has existed for a long time, but modern technological improvements have accelerated the production speed. However, it is still far from the ancient level where a piece of Xuan paper could be split into five or six parts.

Many people who make fake paintings split a painting in the middle and get two paintings. Both paintings are authentic, it’s just a matter of the thickness of the brush and ink.

This is what makes ancient Xuan paper so amazing.

Li Jiewen and others listened carefully to Zhao Xiyan's introduction, not daring to miss any details.

"In the next month, I will urge everyone to make rice paper." Zhao Xiyan said loudly, "We must make Huairou paper of high quality and create a brand effect... In addition to rice paper, we also want to make toilet paper, which has a simpler process."

"But everyone still needs to work hard. There will be an assessment after one month. If everyone passes the assessment, they will become papermakers of Huairou Paper, with two meals provided and a monthly salary of five yuan, which is independent of your work points."

"Ouch."

As soon as this condition came out, the whole factory exploded.

Not to mention a five-yuan salary, even having two meals included was already a big deal. Although there was food in the commune, the food Zhao Xiyan was talking about was completely different from the food in the commune.

The meals provided by Zhao Xiyan were all dry food, and included large white steamed buns, and even meat every now and then.

Just based on the food, he would be willing to work for free, not to mention the five-dollar salary.