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Chapter 128 Close the door

"So that's how it is packaged?" Fang Dajun said in surprise. He brought a packaging production line in his previous life. It was an "n"-shaped circuit assembly line, with many auxiliary equipment. There were about 30 workers working in one line. When the product went from the first station, it was stuck, and the finished packaging product was released in half an hour. One was released every minute, at least sixty per hour, and one less was a dereliction of duty. Machine!

Looking at the purely hand-operated single person, the only packaging tool is a kerosene lamp, plus a small iron piece more than ten centimeters long.

But when Huang Laowu grabbed a super thin transparent plastic bag and used it a little, he was worried that he would get it broken. He put the bag on the tray scale and then scooped peanut candy inside, which was fried peanuts inside. It was wrapped with sugar powder on the outside. It looked like it was the size of a little finger and was milky white. The price was only slightly more expensive than white sugar. It was the first choice for villagers to give gifts now.

Generally, when visiting relatives, you will give gifts, a pack of white sugar, a pack of peanut candy, and if you add a pack of peanut crispy candy, you will be considered more face-saving.

"A pack of candy is eight ounces, it can only be more, not less!" Huang Laowu explained, his hands didn't stop.

After the peanut candy was filled, he then put the small iron slices on the kerosene lamp and burned them, and then stuck them on the thin plastic bag. The plastic was instantly stuck after the iron slices were so hot. OK, so it was sealed. Then he put the encapsulated candy into a cardboard box, which was already piled up. As for whether the food expired, it depends on your eyesight to judge. Generally, it will be considered expiration after mold grows.

There were four people on site who came to do the final packaging, which was also a technical job. People who were impatient could not do it. They could not count too much weight. Otherwise, the factory would lose money. If the weight was less, the villagers would definitely make trouble after selling it.

Nowadays, villagers have a bad habit. When they buy things, they like to use their own scales to avoid being squashed.

Fang Dajun had to sigh that such simple packaging technology and such simple packaging materials could have proposed to divide the current packaging into work, such as one person scooping sugar, because a spoon is about the same weight after a long time scooping. When one person seals the seal specifically, it can actually be blocked by the division of labor and the flow of work, which will definitely speed up efficiency.

But now it is not for individuals. The money earned is collective, so why should workers use it as a machine? So I gave up the advice. Instead, I asked: "Brother Huang, how much sugar did you process in total? How much can you earn in a month?"

Huang Laowu smiled bitterly and said, "Those who can't make much money are just better than growing grain. Look at these peanuts, they are basically grown by the production team themselves. If they are not enough, they will go to other teams to buy them. Although the candy factory makes money, they still have to spend money to buy grain every year to repurchase. On average, it can only be said that they can make everyone have enough food. Now they have just started working, and they will not know the specific number until the end of the year."

After a while, Fang Dajun understood that the candy factory had no finance and was settled by the brigade's accountant. The account was a little confused. Of course, the money could not be embezzled by anyone, but no one could figure out how much money was earned compared to growing food.

It was like Fang Dajun, who counted all the links in because he wanted to reduce costs, but the candy factory here was different, and it was a bit suspicious of eating a big pot. As long as it was better than farming in the end, the villagers would support it.

This situation surprised Fang Dajun, but when he thought about it, he felt that it was in line with the current environment.

As for the production process, it is all purely manual. The only machines are quite backward. They are only used to replace steaming and roasting. The remaining processes are done manually. A lot of the stoves are repaired later, but they are basically burning firewood. One is that the coal temperature is difficult to control, and the other is that there is no coal production in the local area. If you buy coal from outside, it will waste money.

Anyway, it’s a collective candy factory, so it’s nothing to secretly cut down some big wooden sticks.

Fang Dajun was not disappointed, and the candy factory inspired him a lot. In the end, he placed an order here and asked for a few hundred yuan of goods, but he would not ask for it now. When he was coming to pick up goods at the end of the month, he only did wholesale and not delivery. The selling price was not high, so it was considered a small profit but quick turnover, and he earned hard work.

In addition to the large order, he bought more than ten yuan in spot stock and planned to take it home for his family to eat. It was not that he didn't want to buy more, but that these candies were too valuable. It was already a lot of more than ten yuan. A super big bag would be difficult to take it away if it was too much. Because when he went back, he was the only one, and the two brothers of the Tang family had another task.

"I used to do something, please help us arrange accommodation, hehe!" It's half afternoon, and I don't plan to see Wang Guoqiang today. I'll take a break and leave the post office before I talk about it. I'll also investigate the local market. I'm expected to go back to Beidou tomorrow afternoon or the day after tomorrow, and I won't miss the time when the honeycomb coal is officially put into production.

"Accommodation is not a problem, but you have to treat me to dinner in the evening." Zeng Lengling said bluntly, because she had just seen Fang Dajun touching more than 100 yuan and could definitely afford to treat her to dinner.

Fang Dajun smiled and said, "Okay, you can arrange it tonight, I will pay." But he said mentally, just as he took out the saved accommodation expenses and spent them, so he would not lose money.

The two brothers of the Tang family had no objection. They could prove that the expenses tonight were spent on the relationship, because they were indeed treating cadres to dinner, which was also the rule set by the factory.

He refused Huang Laowu's kindness to treat him, but he also made an appointment to come tomorrow afternoon to see the cows. He was thinking about milk and wanted to open a cake shop for Li Yulan. Of course, with the cows, he could also let the two sisters and their parents drink milk.

Half an hour later, Zeng Lengling took him into the guesthouse and arranged two rooms. He was a single room and the two brothers in the Tang family had a double room. This made the two brothers extremely excited. This was the first time they lived in a guesthouse. They lived in such a "high-end" house. After returning, they had the capital to brag. The one who was with the commune had not stayed in the guesthouse before.

"Do you mind if I'm going to visit your room?" Fang Dajun blinked and whispered, looking like a prodigal son, but his age was too flawed.

"I mind very much!" Zeng Lengling refused directly. The boy's eyes were not honest. Last time he was in the county guesthouse, he felt like he staring at his butt when he went upstairs.

Well, he was bored. He actually had a serious matter and had a discussion, so he asked the Tang brothers to clean up and go out for a mission. Before the sun set, he rushed back to have dinner together. The town was so big, with only one guesthouse, so there was no need to worry that the two brothers would get lost.

After the two left, Zeng Lengling was still in the same room as him. In order to avoid leisure, the door of the room was not closed. When he recalled the situation of taking him to the guesthouse in class, he also discovered the other party's conservative side.

"What's wrong with you? Even the workers under your back have to be spared?" Zeng Lengling asked.

Fang Dajun packed up his hilarious expression and became serious, "That's right, I want to ask you about Wang Guoqiang's situation, so you need to be more detailed."

Wang Hongwen naturally knew Wang Guoqiang, but the two really didn't know each other. One was the secretary of a big town and the other was the secretary of a commune. Their status was different. At most, they had eaten and bragged at the same table, but in fact, they didn't have a real friendship and didn't understand the situation.

Xu Rong is not in the county, so he has no place to inquire. According to his personality, he is not sure if he doesn't fight. So now he has to ask Zeng Lengling to understand and make full preparations for tomorrow's meeting. Otherwise, he and Wang Guoqiang will not have the possibility of getting closer just by meeting in the bathhouse.

"So that's the case. You didn't say it earlier, it hurts me..." Zeng Lengling suddenly stopped. She was really a little misunderstood. She thought Fang Dajun had such a little intention to her, mainly because Fang Dajun stared at someone else's butt last time.

"What are you hurting?" Fang Dajun was shocked. Li Yulan hadn't done it yet. He didn't want any pornographic news, so he must not misunderstand it.

"It's nothing. I'll tell you about Secretary Wang now." Zeng Lengling felt a little guilty, but she didn't have any interest in Fang Dajun. She just felt that she was thinking too much, which was a little embarrassed.

Next, he had to talk behind closed doors and the atmosphere was much better than before. Fang Dajun not only listened seriously, but also took notes. This was a habit he developed in his previous life. He even set up a work schedule for himself every day, busy but not messy. His previous life is gone forever. Even if he is in a factory now, his identity has become a boss.

Wang Guoqiang was actually a college student, but he was a junior college student. However, it was very difficult to take the exam twenty years ago. However, this person has strong abilities and good family elements. There were revolutionary soldiers in his family. Zhenxi had been affected by war before, and there was a revolutionary war monument in front of him.

He has a tough personality and is more scheming. Fang Dajun has different opinions on this. How could anyone who can come up with "milk" tricks not know how to adapt? It should be said that this person is very cunning and deceived the little girl Zeng Lengling.

Zeng Lengling is indeed not very young, probably only eighteen or nineteen years old. He started working four years earlier than college, so he is so young.

The rest of the information is also useful to him. It would be somewhat helpful to combine the scene of meeting in the bathhouse before "faithful" and meeting each other in the bathhouse, right!

"That's all. If you listen, don't say it was me, otherwise it would be bad if it spreads out." Zeng Lengling instructed, and she didn't even know that she had met twice before, so why did they feel that the two of them were very familiar with each other?

I even told him the information that was unruly. After thinking about it, it was attributed to him being too slippery.

"Don't worry, do I look like a gossiper? By the way, Mr. Li, I'll ask him to come out and have dinner together." Fang Dajun said proudly. Anyway, this money is also a savings in accommodation.

"He, I went to the countryside early this morning and I will come back only after the day of the day." Zeng Lengling said casually, suddenly opening his eyes, "Don't you think you have anything to do with me, the Red Soldier, do you?"

"Isn't it?" The resigned army was surprised. He always thought that the two were talking about friends. Even if they were not, there were still some signs. Could it be that they had made a mistake in judgment? (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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