Chapter 71: Scoring twice

Deep in the jungle, tall soldiers in white uniforms are moving forward carefully and fully armed.

In view of the information provided by Comrade Qiu Hongxia, the "bomb" would also release poisonous gas, and the danger factor increased sharply. Everyone put on gas masks and followed the forest path to carefully search for foreign objects.

"Captain!" Song Wei was walking on the left side of the team. As he scanned the area, he suddenly saw a huge golden object, almost as big as a ball, covered with thorns. He quickly passed by it and immediately became alert, "The bomb is there!"

He Hongyuan was traveling with three soldiers. When they heard this, they immediately became alert, waited seriously, and moved forward slowly.

But... as the distance got closer, He Hongyuan looked at the 'bomb' lying quietly on the ground with a sharp gaze, and his originally serious features gradually showed some doubt.

That thing doesn't seem much like a bomb.

Whether it was a grenade, a bomb, or any other weapon, they were all made of metal, hard and sharp. However, the thing on the ground in front of them, upon closer inspection, looked like a hard wooden product, or even some kind of tree bark.

It is not ruled out that there may be a special bomb installed in the strange wooden product to confuse people. He Hongyuan did not take it lightly. As he approached step by step, he also smelled the "poison gas" that Qiu Hongxia reacted to.

"Captain, what's that smell?" Song Wei took off his gas mask curiously and smelled it. It was stinking. "Is it a new type of poison gas?"

After saying that, he immediately put on his gas mask and did not dare to be careless.

"It's not clear what it is." He Hongyuan also put on a gas mask and told everyone to disperse. He went forward with his tools. After all, this thing looked like neither a grenade nor a mine. It was placed on the ground so abruptly that there was no sign of an explosion. There was only the "poison gas" being released.

"Everyone, be careful, approach carefully, there are residents nearby, move the things to an area far away from the people first." He Hongyuan calmly commanded the soldiers, carefully observing the guy covered with thorns, and prepared to take action...

"Hongyuan!" A familiar voice came from a distance.

He Hongyuan's eyes darkened, and he turned around and shouted angrily, "Why are you here? Go back now!"

Lin Xiang had never seen her husband so serious, or even like he was about to get angry with her.

Looking further ahead, he saw something golden, thorny, and smelly in front of him. It turned out to be a durian!

"That's not a bomb!" Lin Xiang realized that he had misunderstood, and was even more worried that she would be accidentally injured if she broke in, so she was so angry that her eyebrows and eyes were sharp.

He Hongyuan was really shocked when he saw his wife appear here. Although there is no possibility of explosion, there is always a chance of something happening...

Just when they heard his wife shout out that it was not a bomb, He Hongyuan and several soldiers around him looked over in confusion.

Lin Xiang walked closer through the forest path and pointed at the smelly durian lying on the ground and explained: "This is a kind of fruit called durian. I work in a food factory and I know a lot of fruits here. Believe me, it's not a bomb."

The durian that Lin Xiang pointed at was glowing in the bright golden sunlight, as if it agreed with her words.

Durian: I am innocent...

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Qiu Hongxia underwent a comprehensive examination at the military hospital. Apart from some lumbar muscle injuries, she had no other problems and no harm from the toxic gas was found.

Still feeling dizzy, she left the hospital and went back to the factory. On the way, she met her daughter who came to look for her. She tearfully said, "Yafen, if something really happens to mom, you must be filial to your dad, your grandma, your grandparents, and your brothers. If you have any problems, ask them to help you. It's too late to arrange a blind date for you, so let your dad pick a good one. When you get married, remember to bring your aunt to visit my grave..."

Zhang Yafen was working in the workshop. She vaguely heard what had happened and then hurried to look for her mother. She heard that her mother had been hit by a bomb and inhaled poison gas, and had been sent to the military hospital for examination.

"Mom, you will definitely not die. How could this happen?" Zhang Yafen was so anxious that she was about to cry. She held her mother's hand with tears in her eyes.

"Sister Hongxia, are you okay?" Lin Xiang's voice rang out not far away.

Qiu Hongxia and Zhang Yafen turned to look at the group of people coming in from the gate of the second factory, and saw that Captain He was holding the bomb! Lin Xiang was standing beside him, smiling happily.

"Ouch, ouch! How did they get the bomb in?" Qiu Hongxia held the girl behind her and said to Captain He, "Captain He, are you going to blow us to death?"

He Hongyuan used a piece of cloth to wrap the fruit. He thought about it carefully. His wife said that this was called durian. It smelled very bad and made people feel dizzy. It was also full of thorns and looked difficult to pick.

I don't know how such strange-shaped fruits can exist.

He twitched his lips when he heard what Sister Guazi said: "Sister Hongxia, I have no grudge against the Second Factory, so I would never do such a thing. Besides, my wife is from the Second Factory."

Lin Xiang hurried forward to explain to everyone that this was not a bomb, but a durian.

There are many veteran workers in the second factory, and some of them have heard of this thing, but they turned away when they smelled it.

Qiu Hongxia was the most shocked. She watched Captain He put the durian on the table, stared at it and turned it around several times. She couldn't help but reach out and touch the triangular thorns: "Is it really an edible fruit?"

Lin Xiang nodded, picked up the labor protection gloves from the workshop, and held the knife to prepare to open the durian.

Although He Hongyuan believed Lin Xiang's words, he still had one percent of worry. He took the knife from her hand, took off her labor protection gloves, and put them on himself: "I'll do it, you tell me what to do."

Lin Xiang did not compete with the man for this job. She simply taught him how to open the durian. A group of workers gathered around and watched with wide eyes.

A small knife was used to draw the opening line of the durian. He Hongyuan was very strong, so he put on labor protection gloves and broke the top opening to the left and right. A crisp and smooth opening sound was heard. Qiu Hongxia hugged her daughter tightly, feeling nervous and wrinkled.

After the 'bomb' was opened, there was no dangerous item inside. Instead, one could see golden flesh, a large soft and fluffy piece.

"Hey, it's really not a bomb!" Qiu Hongxia perked up instantly. The discomfort she had felt from the 'poison gas' disappeared. She no longer felt dizzy or stuffy in her chest, and her hands and feet became nimble again. She excitedly approached the durian to taste it, but was driven away by the stench as soon as she got close.

"Ouch, it stinks! How can I eat this?"

Not only Qiu Hongxia, most people in the factory couldn't stand the smell. They just ran away with their noses fanned. No one dared to eat it.

Only Lin Xiang had the rare opportunity to eat fresh durian, which was soft, sweet and delicious. Seeing that no one else dared to eat it, she could only turn her eyes to her husband.

"Hongyuan, try it. I like the taste." Lin Xiang held a piece of durian flesh and wanted to feed the man, "I won't hurt you."

He Hongyuan just felt a foul smell drilling into his nose, which was very irritating, but since his wife said so, He Hongyuan opened his mouth with an attitude of being ready to die.

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That night, He Hongyuan returned home and drank four cups of tea in a row, which made Lin Xiang laugh: "Is it really that hard to accept?"

The man replied in a serious tone: "I would rather accept the most brutal punishment in the army."

Lin Xiang: "..."

Durian is also a fruit with severe polarization in later generations. Those who like durian like it especially, and those who hate it hate it extremely.

A large durian had opened five pods, revealing its full flesh. Lin Xiang could not finish it all by herself, so that afternoon she put it in a sturdy aluminum lunch box, wrapped it in several layers of cloth, and froze it in an unused freezer in the workshop.

Not daring to eat in the factory for fear of disturbing other people, Lin Xiang went to the freezer after get off work and took out a box of frozen durian meat and took it home. After dinner, she ate in the unoccupied second bedroom.

The frozen durian flesh is sweet and soft, especially like ice cream, soft and fluffy, with a unique crunchy texture when eaten.

He Hongyuan looked at the closed door and knocked on it: "Xiangxiang, you've been eating durian for several days and you haven't finished it yet?"

Lin Xiang's voice came from behind the door: "Almost done, two more pieces."

He Hongyuan said nothing. These past few days, Lin Xiang was considerate enough to eat durian and not get close to him. He Hongyuan silently calculated the time and thought that in two days he would be able to get close to his wife.

Lin Xiang enthusiastically shared the durian with relatives and friends. Yan Min and Yue Zhu thought it tasted good, but they didn't plan to eat too much. Song Qingya and Jiang Saozi next door were completely unaccustomed to it, but little Yingzi ate it happily and accepted it well.

In the second factory, the durian frozen in the freezer by Lin Xiang finally aroused the curiosity of the workers in the factory. Zhao Jianjun couldn't resist his eagerness and bravely tried it as if he was going through fire and water. He tasted a piece and it was terrible.

Seeing the director's reaction, Kong Zhenzhen and Ma Defa were eager to try it. Kong Zhenzhen thought it was neither good nor bad, and it was not unpleasant to eat, but she didn't like it much. Ma Defa, on the other hand, could eat it with great enthusiasm and couldn't help but sigh: "It's delicious!"

Lin Xiang seemed to have found a bosom friend: "Brother Xiao Ma, great minds think alike!"

Zhao Jianjun had seen durian more than ten years ago, but had never tasted it. He recalled the past: "It seems that our province introduced this fruit from somewhere before, but it was unsuccessful and the fruit did not grow well. After a long time, they gave up. If Qiu Hongxia and others hadn't come across it now, who would have remembered it?"

Lin Xiang and He Hongyuan went to check again later and found a rather barren durian tree in the dense forest. There were only a few fruits on it. The one that fell on the ground was ripe, and there were two or three more that were not quite ripe and were still growing on the tree, so they could not be eaten for the time being.

There are no other durian trees around, so this might be the only one that survived from that time.

But Lin Xiang's ability to eat such a horrible durian made her image even more prestigious in the hearts of the workers in Factory 2. How could someone without any skills eat such a thing so happily?

I slowly finished eating a durian. In the midsummer, the old salt and yellow peel water from the second factory also started to push the process forward.

Zhao Jianjun personally applied to the Phnom Penh Salt Field to purchase a bag of aged salt, choosing sea salt that was more than eight years old.

The salt has been stored for a long time. If it is less than that, it is not up to standard and cannot be considered as aged salt. It also cannot play the role of neutralizing the taste when added to the fruit. Looking at the thumb-sized transparent fine salt block, the people in the second factory were also surprised. After all, they have never used this thing to make fruit juice.

Before using sea salt, you must filter it several times with boiling water to remove impurities before use, otherwise it will always be not very clean.

Qiu Hongxia brought back a basket of small, brown-yellow, oval-shaped tangerines, all densely packed on the branches. After washing them, she mashed a dozen tangerines and added salt and syrup.

The aged salt is filtered and cleaned, and the syrup is prepared in advance with fine sugar. The proportion added for the first experiment was estimated based on Qiu Hongxia and Yang Tian's many years of experience in mixing soda and fruit juice.

The taste is okay, sour and sweet with a hint of saltiness, very refreshing and heat-relieving. It gives a stimulating feeling when it goes down the throat. Adding some ice cubes to it makes it even more refreshing and stimulating.

Qiu Hongxia and Yang Tian were originally a little skeptical about using salt to make fruit juice, but their opinions changed completely after drinking this water.

Zhao Jianjun and Kong Zhenzhen each had a cup and were full of praise.

"Try the proportions written in the notebook again and try different combinations." Zhao Jianjun was not satisfied yet.

According to the mixing ratio written in a notebook many years ago, Qiu Hongxia made another pot of old salt and tangerine peel water. This time, she added two more pieces of old salt to neutralize the sourness and sweetness of the tangerine peel, and the taste of the whole cup of tangerine peel water was just right.

"This is good. It seems that you can add two more pieces of old salt." Qiu Hongxia knew that adding table salt would have no effect. Only this kind of old salt would be effective.

Kong Zhenzhen couldn't help herself and gulped down half a cup. It seemed that all the heat in her body was dispelled: "Then let's settle on this one?"

"Wait a minute." Lin Xiang finished drinking the two ratios of old salt and yellow peel water. The taste was very good, but she always felt that something was missing, just a little bit, and there was a slight difference from what she drank before she traveled through time. "I always feel that something is missing."

Everyone was surprised and asked, "What's the difference?"

Lin Xiang couldn't think of it for a while: "I'll think about it again. If it doesn't work, I'll give birth according to the second recipe."

"Okay." Qiu Hongxia was very experienced in her job and started to make arrangements. "I'll take some people to pick more kumquats and we can start working in the next two days!"

Zhao Jianjun also arranged for Kong Zhenzhen: "Xiao Kong, please write an application. We need to bring back a batch of aged salt. Remember to make sure it is of sufficient age."

Kong Zhenzhen responded repeatedly: "Okay!"

Lin Xiang poured a military jug of old salted yellow peel water home and planned to think about it again at night. She always felt that the taste was a little lacking.

Lin Xiang poured the salted yellow peel water into an enamel cup and tasted it mouthful after mouthful, trying to recall some subtle differences, but she couldn't figure out anything even after drinking half of it.

He Hongyuan came back from the army canteen with a serving of dumplings. He opened the lid of the aluminum box, letting the steam escape. He picked up a dumpling with a pair of chopsticks and fed it to his wife: "Why are you only drinking water? Try this dumpling. It's made by the kitchen staff. It's Spanish mackerel dumpling. It tastes good."

Pork is precious and rare, so the 119th Army canteen in Linhai prefers fish, which is convenient, simple and rich. The Spanish mackerel is minced and mixed with scallion and ginger water to remove the fishy smell. A little salt, egg, sesame oil and stuffing are added. The dumpling skin is rolled out thin, and the dumplings with thin skin and large fillings are boiled in boiling water until they puff up, white and plump, and very tempting.

Lin Xiang concentrated on drinking the yellow peel water until she was half full. She was hungry now, so she opened her mouth and took a light bite.

The dumpling skin is thin and spread out, and the delicate and smooth Spanish mackerel filling inside exudes bursts of fresh sweetness. When you bite it lightly, you will find it juicy and tender, with a unique flavor.

"Delicious." Lin Xiang squinted her eyes in enjoyment, turned around and held the kettle to fill the enamel cup in front of her with salted yellow peel water, "Try this, it's the new juice developed in our factory, it's delicious, especially for cooling off and relieving heat."

He Hongyuan had never drunk this kind of juice, but he was used to the fact that the second factory often developed new varieties, and his wife often brought some back to drink, and they all tasted good.

He lifted up the enamel cup and took a sip. The cool old salted yellow peel water still lingered in his throat. He Hongyuan's protruding Adam's apple rolled, as if he was surprised by the sour, sweet and slightly salty taste: "This taste is quite fresh. I have never tasted it before. It's a little sour, a little sweet, and a little salty."

The combination of multiple flavors, plus the coolness of the ice cubes, really cools you down. The refreshing feeling in your mouth seems to spread throughout your body, refreshing you and almost making your scalp tingle.

"But it's a bit too sour." He Hongyuan is also very sensitive to sour things and can't really tolerate them.

Lin Xiang's eyes lit up. That's right. She remembered that the salted tangerine peel water she drank before she crossed over was not so sour. The sourness seemed to be mixed in different degrees, and it was quite refreshing. They tried it several times today, and there were a lot of tangerine peel fruits. Maybe the number was really too much.

Lin Xiang seemed to be about to catch something. It was almost in front of her, but it was foggy and still a little bit away.

Speaking of sour fruits, He Hongyuan inadvertently thought of something and talked about a wild fruit he had eaten in the mountains when he was on a mission to another city in Haining Province two years ago: "The last time I ate this kind of sour fruit was two years ago. It was a kind of green fruit with a thin skin. At that time, we thought it was something sweet. When we took a bite, it was so sour that it made our teeth fall out. The inside was bright yellow, similar to the shape of a spider web, translucent... That one was also sour. I wonder which one is sourer, or your yellow-skinned fruit?"

Lemon!

Lin Xiang immediately realized after listening to the man's description that the sour fruit in his mouth was lemon, and the salted tangerine peel water she had drunk before also had lemon added to it!

He Hongyuan didn't know why his wife stood up excitedly when he casually mentioned the past. Her eyebrows curved, and her eyes seemed to be filled with a clear spring. She looked at him brightly, put her hands on the back of his neck, and kissed him on the face.

"You really helped me a lot!" Lin Xiang was overjoyed. She finally remembered that it was lemon that was added!

He Hongyuan didn't understand why, but he was infected by the smile in Lin Xiang's eyes and eyebrows, and couldn't help but curl his lips.

The two of them finished a box of dumplings. Lin Xiang was thinking about going to the factory to modify the recipe early tomorrow morning, and she didn't feel like cooking today, so she suggested, "Let's each have a bowl of noodles."

"Okay, I'll go cook." Three or four dumplings per person were enough, of course, so He Hongyuan went to the kitchen to light a fire and boil water.

The match lit the firewood, the bright red sparks slowly licked the branches and leaves, and puffs of white smoke came out. He Hongyuan had just stuffed the firewood into the stove when there was a noise at the front door of his house.

Lin Xiang, who was picking green onions in the yard to prepare noodles, looked up and saw Mrs. Jiang from next door. She had a plate of shrimp, carrot and green bean pancakes stacked in red and green colors, which looked very beautiful.

"Xiangxiang, are you and Captain He at home? Have you eaten yet?" Jiang Wenfang made pancakes at home today, using shrimps bought from the seafood market. The sweet and tender shrimps were mashed, mixed with carrots and green beans, which are the favorites of ladies, and fried with two-piece noodles. The taste is quite good. Thinking that neighbors like to send gifts, she naturally has to return the favor and brought a plate over, "I made pancakes, you can try them."

Lin Xiang was also familiar with Jiang's wife, so she didn't show too much courtesy. She poured her a cup of salted yellow peel water before sending her out.

"It seems that there is no need to cook noodles. Sister Jiang sent over a lot of cakes, which are especially delicious." Lin Xiang hurried into the house and asked the man to turn off the fire. The two of them ate shrimp cakes with salted yellow peel water.

Jiang Wenfang returned home and gave a bowl of salted tangerine peel water to the three girls. They usually loved this sweet water and were very greedy for it. She only took a sip and was amazed by the sour, sweet and slightly salty taste.

Lingling and Yingzi drank with big gulps and could hardly stop. The third sister, Xiaofang, swallowed anxiously. Everyone was busy.

Seeing this, mother-in-law Qin Yurong was not very happy: "Why waste money on soda? It's only 1.5 cents a bottle."

The older generation is always reluctant to spend the money, thinking it would be better to buy 70 grams of meat instead of buying soda.

Jiang Wenfang smiled and said, "Mom, it didn't cost any money. This was given to me by Lin Xiang, the wife of the head of the group next door. She is a good person and often gives Lingling some delicious food."

Aunt Qin's face lightened up when she heard this, and she brought out a bowl of dark medicine in a flash: "Then drink this quickly, don't delay."

Jiang Wenfang looked at the bitter-tasting medicine and her face froze, as if she was having difficulty swallowing.

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After eating a box of Spanish mackerel dumplings and a plate of shrimp cakes, Lin Xiang went out for a walk with her husband and returned the plate to Jiang Saozi. Lingling and the others were playing outside, and they were so happy that their foreheads were covered with sweat. When they saw Lin Xiang, they called her "Auntie" sweetly.

Lin Xiang looked at the little girls and saw that they were also happy: "Is the yellow skin water delicious?"

"It tastes good!" Yingzi answered the loudest, holding a few bricks in her hands and trying to build up her strength.

The couple walked into the house. He Hongyuan greeted instructor Sun, whose leg injury had almost healed, while Lin Xiang put the washed plates on the table and looked for Jiang Wenfang.

"Sister-in-law Jiang, are you busy?" Lin Xiang saw her in the open bedroom on the first floor.

Jiang Wenfang turned around, the sadness on her face was not hidden yet, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth in an instant: "No, have you finished your meal? Come and sit down, I have washed the enamel cup and was just about to return it to you later."

"I've eaten it. The shrimp cake tasted really good." Lin Xiang walked into the room and sat down. She caught a glimpse of a bowl of black medicine on the bedside table. It tasted incredibly bitter. She frowned, which was completely a subconscious reaction to the smell.

"Sister Jiang, you are taking medicine. Are you not well yet?"

Jiang Wenfang showed a hint of sadness on her face: "Well, I'm still recovering. My mother-in-law made the medicine."

Lin Xiang knew that good medicine tastes bitter: "You need to take better care of yourself. It's very uncomfortable if you are not in good health. Your mother-in-law has taken good care of you."

Jiang Wenfang smiled bitterly: "This is what my mother-in-law has been waiting for me to have another son in my next pregnancy."

"Ah?" Lin Xiangxing's eyes widened, wondering if Jiang Wenfang could still have a baby in this state. "Sister Jiang, you had a premature birth last time and your body was already damaged. Didn't the doctor also say that it might be dangerous to have another child? Besides, you and Instructor Sun already have four children. Do you want to have another one?"

In fact, Lin Xiang knew that the idea of ​​favoring boys over girls was very serious nowadays, and it was common to have a son. However, Jiang Wenfang had already given birth to four children, and because of premature births, her health was very poor. How could she take such a risk again?

"But I didn't give birth to a boy, and everyone looked down on me." Jiang Wenfang thought of what her mother-in-law said, and realized that her father-in-law also meant the same thing. Even her parents felt guilty about it and asked her to try again. Not to mention that there were some rumors outside, saying that she had given birth to four daughters and it was a sin, why couldn't she give birth to a son.

Just because no one said it to her face doesn't mean she doesn't know.

Lin Xiang saw Jiang Wenfang's struggle and hesitation: "Who said that? Do I look down on you? Do our headmaster He, Yuezhu, Aunt Feng, and Political Commissar Zhang Yanmin look down on you? Everyone is living their own life, and many people don't have time to take care of other people's family affairs. Why do you care about gossip?"

Seeing Jiang Wenfang staring at the bowl of medicine with her eyes downcast, Lin Xiang also knew that it was difficult for an honest official to judge family affairs: "Sister-in-law Jiang, now the main problem is that your body is in poor condition due to premature birth. If you get pregnant again, your life may be in danger during childbirth. You have to be responsible for yourself. Is it worth putting yourself in danger for the sake of your illusory son?"

Not long after, Lin Xiang left with He Hongyuan, carrying her own enamelware cup. Jiang Wenfang and her husband went out to see them off. When they returned to the house, Instructor Sun looked at the bowl of medicine and advised, "Don't drink this. I've told my parents that I don't want to have children anymore. Don't pay attention to them."

Jiang Wenfang was silent for a moment, thinking of Lin Xiang's words. For the first time, she did not listen to her mother-in-law and let her husband pour out the medicine.

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After being enlightened by He Hongyuan's casual words, Lin Xiang went to the factory the next day and suggested reducing two tangerine peels from the recipe of salted tangerine peel water and squeezing some lemon juice.

Facts have proved that this change is indeed correct.

The improved salted kumquat water has just the right sweet and sour taste with a pervasive fruity aroma. In the rich taste layers, the hint of saltiness neutralizes the sourness and brings out the sweetness, especially after being chilled, it is even more refreshing.

Several people at the second factory were shocked: "Xiao Lin, how did you think of adding lemon? It's incredible! It tastes so good!"

Lin Xiang curled her lips and said, "I was reminded by someone who doesn't like to eat anything too sour."

After the old salted yellow peel water was prepared, Kong Zhenzhen and Ma Defa took samples to the Phnom Penh Grain and Oil Company for inspection. Thanks to the excellent performance of the 119 Second Factory in the past year and its excellent taste, the old salted yellow peel water quickly passed the inspection and was approved to be sold in major department stores and supply and marketing cooperatives in Phnom Penh.

At this time, Lin Xiang and Director Zhao went to the coconut base - Wudaogou Production Brigade of Jiefang Commune.

Captain Qian welcomed the two men warmly. Looking at the God of Wealth who brought considerable income to his team, he couldn't stop smiling. He no longer had the look on his face when he thought the two men were liars and asked the militia to arrest them and take them to the commune for criticism when they first came to discuss cooperation.

"Director Zhao, Comrade Xiao Lin, look, our coconuts are growing very well. Let's not talk about other people in our team. We are all honest people who do things in detail. There will be no problem if you hand over the coconuts to us!"

Over the past few months, members of the Wudaogou Production Brigade have indeed tried their best to take care of the coconuts, even more attentively than they would take care of sows. After all, these are not coconuts, they are work points and money!

Such a win-win cooperation will naturally make both parties satisfied.

However, Zhao Jianjun and Lin Xiang came here to ask Captain Qian to organize the artificial planting of coconut trees. As the orders for coconut juice increased, the production demand increased rapidly. Relying solely on the supply of wild coconut trees was too dependent on the weather and was not secure enough. Therefore, it was important to plan a coconut plantation as soon as possible.

When Lin Xiang told this, Captain Qian's eyes lit up: "Sure, there are orchards in many places, and our team can also build a coconut garden. I just don't know if coconut trees are easy to grow."

"We can learn this by trial and error. After all, no one has ever planted this kind of tree. I will go to the Xinhua Bookstore in the city and buy some books on planting. We can study both practice and theory together."

After spending half a day at the Wudaogou Production Brigade, we discussed the relevant matters of the coconut plantation. Captain Qian has already quickly planned which piece of land to open for planting, and then specially assigned members to be responsible for it. All work points will be counted. In addition, the 119 Food Factory is fair and honest. This is better than farming and fishing, and the profit is much higher! The lives of every household have also improved.

After having lunch at Captain Qian's house and declining his invitation to stay for dinner, Zhao Jianjun put his arm around his shoulder and said, "Brother Qian, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. We really have things to do at the factory, so we have to go back."

Captain Qian said with regret: "Okay, next time we must drink half a catty of wine again!"

After seeing off the people from the 119 Second Factory, Captain Qian began to prepare for the coconut plantation, but he ended up welcoming two unfamiliar faces the next day.

"Captain Qian, hello." Qiu Xiuping introduced the purpose of her visit to Captain Qian. "I heard that the coconuts here grow very well. That's right. Our Shiwei Food Factory is interested in purchasing them. We can discuss cooperation."

Zhou Hongfei, a young man standing nearby, said impatiently, "We are the ones paying for your coconuts. No matter how much the 119 Food Factory offers, you should not sell them to them. We will buy them all!"

Qiu Xiuping and Zhou Hongfei from Shiwei Food Factory came to the Wudaogou Production Team specially because people in the factory could no longer sit still.

Factory Director Qiu never imagined that the coconut juice from Factory 119 No. 2 would be so popular. It was not only sold out of Phnom Penh and into the entire province, but was even sold to eleven other cities, making its name known in one fell swoop.

Who wouldn’t be jealous?

Even though its own factory launched four types of canned fish that tasted exactly like the ones produced by 119, which hit 119, 119 is now still supported by canned shrimp sauce and coconut juice.

This time, they received secret information again. Factory Director Qiu assigned Qiu Xiuping and Zhou Hongfei two tasks. One was to go to the Wudaogou Production Brigade, which bought coconut juice from the 119 Second Factory that they had inquired about, and snatch their raw materials, no matter how much the price was.

The second option was to follow suit and pick the kumquats. They heard that the people at the 119 Second Factory were busy picking kumquats to prepare for new fruit juice, so they naturally followed suit.

Look, Qiu Xiuping and Zhou Hongfei have come to the Wudaogou Production Brigade.

After listening to what the two said, Captain Qian looked at them carefully and said cautiously, "I have to discuss this matter with the officers in the team."

Qiu Xiuping naturally understood, but Zhou Hongfei was impatient and felt it was not decent to sit in such a poor place: "After we grab the coconuts from 119, we will make coconut juice and see what else they have to sell!"

Qiu Xiuping's eyes were full of enthusiasm: "The coconut juice at 119 is the best. The coconuts here must have played a big role. Captain Qian is a smart man. He must know how to choose."

The two were dreaming about a bright future when there was a sudden noise at the door. Captain Qian, who looked honest and simple, rushed in with a group of militiamen with guns.

"Comrade militia, these two are liars, arrest them quickly!"

Zhou Hongfei was furious when he saw this. He rushed forward, pushed several people away and said rudely: "What are you doing? When did we become liars?"

He was quite strong, and furious about being called a liar, so he pushed the production team accountant to the ground, and his head hit the door with a dull thud.

Captain Qian was already suspicious of these two people, especially since all the coconuts in his team were supplied to the 119 Food Factory. What kind of food factory is this? It was probably fake. Why were they here to join in the fun?

He just went out and quickly found someone to go to the commune to call the 119 Food Factory to inform them of the matter, while he went to the militia company to call for help.

But Captain Qian didn't expect that this liar was so bold that he dared to beat people in Wudaogou's territory!

He raised the broom and hit Zhou Hongfei on the head, saying ruthlessly: "Not only are you a liar, but you also want to beat people up and bully us Wudaogou people. Good for you!"

The members of Wudaogou gathered together, looking as if they were going to unite and fight.