Early the next morning, the entire small yard began to be busy. When Jiang Xiaobai got up, Liu Feng was already leading people to pick several baskets of yellow peaches.

There was a lively atmosphere in the small courtyard. Zhang Yanmei was busy wearing an apron and saw Jiang Xiaobai getting up. She came over and greeted: "Xiaobai, there is breakfast in the kitchen. You should hurry up and eat. We have already eaten."

"We've finished eating. What time did you get up? Why didn't you call me?" Jiang Xiaobai said.

"You were exhausted from going to the county seat. I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't let Xiaojun call you." Zhang Yanmei said with a smile, looking at Jiang Xiaobai with a slight admiration.

"Okay, let's not eat for now. Let me see how you make canned food." Jiang Xiaobai said and walked towards the simple production room in the yard.

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

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

"How can you do it in such a mess? You have assigned the personnel, who is responsible for cutting the peaches, who is responsible for cooking, and then the next door room is responsible for canning and bottling. The division of labor must be clear. We don't do it.

The more you work, the more you will get."

Jiang Xiaobai frowned and said, in fact, making canned yellow peaches is very simple, just cut it into pieces and boil it with sugar in boiling water until soft, and then wait for bottling. The process is very simple.

"Another person will be arranged to find a way to get some cloth. People who make canned yellow peaches must wear headgear and masks. Don't let your hair fall into the can. I know the weather is hot. Everyone understands and must pay attention to hygiene...

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The environment for producing cans is not good. If you don't pay attention to hygiene, the consequences will be disastrous. After hearing the words, Zhang Yanmei wrote them down one by one. After leaving the production room, Jiang Xiaobai waved and called Liu Aiguo over and asked him to withdraw from the production room.

One person came out, and Jiang Xiaobai and the other three freed up another room as a warehouse to store cans.

"The boxes that are just right for cans are used to store cans, so there is no waste," Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile, and then asked Liu Aiguo to find a piece of cardboard, write the four words "educated youth cans" on the paper with a brush, and then use

Use scissors to cut out the words, and use the same method to make the production date.

Give the piece of cardboard to Liu Aiguo and ask him to arrange for someone to use red paint to paint the name of the can and the date of production on the packaged cans.

Without this condition, it is definitely impossible to put stickers on can packaging. He only has 7 yuan left in his body now, which is all his funds.

By the time Jiang Xiaobai finished his work, the first bottle of can had basically entered the final process, and soon the words "Educated Youth Can" and the production date were painted on the can.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the first bottle of cans produced, a smile appeared on his face, and he finally took the first step. Jiang Xiaobai was just thinking about the village accountant Goudan's voice coming from outside the yard.

"Jiang Xiaobai, the secretary wants you to go to the team headquarters."

"What does the secretary want from me?" Jiang Xiaobai asked as he walked out of the courtyard and saw that there was no one at the entrance of the courtyard. Why did he run so fast? Jiang Xiaobai shook his head and walked towards the team headquarters.

Along the way, people in the village watched Jiang Xiaobai chatting away, as if they were talking about yellow peaches, canned food, etc. Jiang Xiaobai didn't pay attention and went straight to the team headquarters.

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

"Secretary, I will bring you some tobacco when I go to the countryside next time. What are you smoking? It's like a fire." Jiang Xiaobai said while opening the door for ventilation.

"Xiaobai is here, sit down." Huang Zhongfu greeted Jiang Xiaobai when he saw Jiang Xiaobai come in, smoke the dry tobacco pot on the ground.

"Okay, secretary, what do you want from me?" Jiang Xiaobai asked as he sat down on the stool.

Huang Zhongfu thought for a while and asked: "I heard that your educated youth are making canned yellow peaches?"

"Yes," Jiang Xiaobai nodded and said.

"Well," Huang Zhongfu nodded and said, "Do you need help from the people in the village? Anyway, the fields are not too busy at this time, and canned yellow peaches are not very troublesome. The women in the village can order some, and the men can also go up the mountain to help pick.

peach."

"No need, we have enough manpower and can be busy." Jiang Xiaobai said.

"Okay, the village can't help you about the work points. If you need help, just ask."

"Hey." Jiang Xiaobai responded, and Huang Zhongfu turned around and opened the drawer, took out a piece of pink paper that was already yellowing, and spread it out on the table.

The origin of pink paper is unclear. The definition given by "Modern Chinese Dictionary" is: "A kind of white paper with one side glossy, relatively thick, translucent, and can be used to cover calligraphy and painting." But it is obvious that he

It is not clear why it is named this way.

It was also a unique high-grade paper at that time. Most people couldn't afford it. It cost four cents a piece. Most people used yellowed straw paper.

"It's been a while since you've been here at Jianhua Brigade, and I haven't given you a good introduction to the situation at the Jianhua Brigade table. Look, this is a map of the surrounding area. I drew it myself a few years ago..."

As he spoke, Huang Zhongfu introduced Jiang Xiaobai to the surrounding villages, how many people there were in each village, and what roads could be taken to get there.

Jiang Xiaobai sent someone out to understand the situation yesterday. It would be better to have Huang Zhongfu explain it now. After that, Huang Zhongfu stuffed a roll of map into Jiang Xiaobai's hand and said, "I don't need it anymore, just take it."

Maybe it can be used."

Jiang Xiaobai walked out of the team headquarters with a confused look on his face. He couldn't understand why Huang Zhongfu did this. It was assumed that Huang Zhongfu would not interfere with their actions, so why would he support them so much?

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

"Xiao Bai, I am still burdened with the livelihood of a whole village at my old age, so I don't dare to make trouble. If you really come out, I hope you won't forget the people of Jianhua Brigade."

After saying that, Huang Zhongfu waved his hand and took a long puff of dry tobacco. The smoke he exhaled obscured Huang Zhongfu's face, making it difficult to see clearly.

"I understand." Jiang Xiaobai nodded and returned to the courtyard where the educated youth lived with a somewhat complicated mood. As soon as he entered the courtyard, Jiang Xiaobai became excited again.

There is a busy scene in the yard, which is completely different from the lifeless look in the village outside the yard. Rows of cans are neatly stacked in the shade, waiting for the words painted on the cans to dry.
Chapter completed!