Chapter 74 Three Updates in One

The thief who had the accident around 119 was caught, and the factory was bustling for a while. People had to go about their business as usual, and from time to time they thought about the unique recipe that went viral last time. It was said to be as good as canned shrimp paste, and even tastier.

The three workshop managers who had tasted the flavor in Workshop 9 had their own thoughts.

Qin Yangbo estimated the current situation of the factory. It was not reliable for the shrimp sauce workshop to support itself alone. Only new support could make up for the loss of the four kinds of canned fish caused by the trick played by the Shiwei Food Factory.

He went to Director Huang and urged him, "Director, we need to hurry up and get the canned sauce ready."

Yu Zhixin, the director of the fish canning workshop, rubbed his hands anxiously and said, "It has to be used. After all, it is a recipe that has been around for decades. It is a good thing."

Song Ming, the director of the second canned fish workshop, reacted faster and made arrangements directly: "Why not let our second workshop produce it? Our workshop is smaller now, and we are at a time when we can't use all our strength. We are willing to fight hard for the factory."

Factory Director Huang was confused by what he heard. He was not happy at all after catching the thief. He was exhausted and took up most of his energy. He realized that he had forgotten to say, "There is no such thing as an old recipe left by the previous factory. It is fake."

Several people were surprised: "Fake?"

Qin Yangbo frowned and thought: "If the recipe is fake, how did the stuff come from?"

"Xiao Lin from the second factory made some sauce casually, and used it to act out the play, in order to provoke the thief to come out and steal the recipe and deceive him." Factory Director Huang did not expect that these old guys were so into the play.

The three people in front of him were silent.

Qin Yangbo's brows relaxed and he spoke again: "The recipe is fake, but the thing is real."

Huang, the factory manager, had never tasted the sauce made by Lin Xiang and was puzzled: "Is this stuff real?"

"That sauce tastes great, it can be sold, and it will sell very well." Qin Yangbo has more than 119 years of experience. He has approved dozens of sauce recipes, if not hundreds, and he almost never makes a mistake.

After hearing this, Director Huang came to his senses and said, "Are you saying that Xiaolin's sauce is very interesting?"

"Um."

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119 was in a state of great trouble because of Shiwei Food Factory. Although the external threat has been eliminated now, it could not withstand the continuous small attacks. Most of the sales of other canned foods were taken away by Shiwei. Although canned shrimp sauce has maintained its leading position, Shiwei is also closely following.

It is best to launch new products as soon as possible.

Qin Yangbo never stopped mixing new canned foods, but the results were never satisfactory. Nowadays, many canned seafood products are on sale, and it is not easy to come up with something new. He wasted countless brain cells day after day.

Lin Xiang brought out a dish of Spanish mackerel sauce without showing off. It was salty and delicious, truly amazing.

Qin Yangbo strongly advocated selling this Spanish mackerel sauce.

Similarly, Director Yu agreed, and Director Song continued to request to be reinstated.

"Director, don't worry about where the product comes from, whether it's an old recipe or a formula that Lin Xiang from the second factory came up with. As long as it can be sold, that's fine. Let Lin Xiang send the formula to us, and the Spanish mackerel sauce will be handled by our second canned fish workshop. We will definitely ensure the quality and make every arrangement clear."

Director Huang initially thought it was just an act so he didn't try the sauce. But seeing these three people taking turns trying it, he must have become curious, so he asked someone to bring him the preserved Spanish mackerel sauce, dipped it in it and tasted it. Wow, it tasted really good!

He immediately decided: "It would be a shame not to sell it!"

But how to sell it? That is the question.

This thing was developed by Lin Xiang, an employee of the second factory. According to Song Ming's idea, he would give Lin Xiang a reward of 20 yuan, and then take over the recipe and start mass production.

But Qin Yangbo was silent for a moment and then made a new suggestion: "This Spanish mackerel sauce will definitely sell better than the previous canned fish, and it may even be as good as canned shrimp sauce. It would be better to open a new workshop to produce it."

Song Ming couldn't wait to grab this sweet opportunity, so he was naturally unwilling: "Director Qin, building a new workshop is time-consuming and labor-intensive. Besides, we have to train new people to take charge of it. It's so troublesome. We already have a ready-made workshop, so why bother?"

"Let Comrade Lin Xiang take charge of the Bayu workshop," Qin Yangbo said firmly. "He is really a talented person. It would be a good thing if he could come back to the factory."

When Zhao Jianjun heard this, he slammed the table and angrily said, "He is dreaming big and he wants to steal our factory!"

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Lin Xiang, who was being targeted by a factory, had just gotten off the train with Kong Zhenzhen.

The distance from Phnom Penh to the provincial capital is not too far. After more than two hours' drive, the two had already set foot on the land of the provincial capital and headed straight to the provincial grain and oil company.

119 had gained some fame in the provincial grain and oil company, earned through coconut juice and its performance at the National Food and Drinks Fair. When Chief Gu saw 119 delivering new things, he couldn't help but take a closer look at them, and he also had some expectations that he didn't even realize.

Kong Zhenzhen put the cotton-padded wooden box on the table. Inside was the iced old salted yellow peel water that she had just taken out of the factory freezer this morning. Wrapped in the same way as popsicles sold outside, the soda still exuded a chilly air when it arrived at the Provincial Grain and Oil Company.

Lin Xiang introduced the new product to Section Chief Gu: "Section Chief Gu, this is a new soda produced by our 119 Food Factory. It is called Huangpi Water. It is especially suitable for drinking in summer. It can clear away heat and relieve summer heat. It is selling very well in Phnom Penh and the people like it. You can try it."

Yellow skin?

Section Chief Gu had eaten this fruit before. When he was a child, his family was poor and he could only beg for this fruit in the mountains. It tasted very sour when he took a bite, so sour that his teeth almost fell out.

Yellow peel water? Wouldn’t that be terribly sour?

There was a circle of sticker wrapped around the transparent glass bottle, with the logo of the 119 Food Factory and three large goose-yellow characters printed on it - Huangpi Water.

There was transparent and slightly yellow soda swaying in the bottle. It was a very light color and looked quite refreshing. Having sat in the stuffy office for a long time, Section Chief Gu was also feeling hot all over. At this moment, he even felt a little thirsty when looking at the yellow water.

After taking the yellow water handed to him by Kong Zhenzhen, Section Chief Gu tilted his head back and took a sip. In an instant, his deep-set eyes suddenly lit up with a flash of surprise.

I don't know what's in the yellow peel water, but it tastes sour and sweet, and is very delicious, especially with a hint of salty freshness. All kinds of flavors mixed together, stimulated by the icy cold, bursting on the tip of the tongue with crackling sounds, making me feel cool all the way to the top of my head.

Section Chief Gu, who was originally irritable due to the unbearable heat, suddenly felt refreshed.

"Your stuff is great!" Chief Gu praised openly, "We must sell it to the provincial capital! Sell it throughout the province!"

With coconut juice leading the way, the Provincial Grain and Oil Company had more confidence in 119, especially the amazing kumquat water, and the order was won unexpectedly smoothly.

This was the first time that Kong Zhenzhen participated in such a large project, and she witnessed with her own eyes that her products were sold throughout the province!

She rubbed her hands excitedly and went out with Lin Xiang: "Let's go, let's go to the state-owned restaurant to celebrate!"

This time, Chief Gu gave 119 Huangpi Water a quota to sell throughout the province without holding a meeting. However, the specific order would not be signed until tomorrow. The two of them planned to go out for dinner first and complete the formalities tomorrow morning.

Kong Zhenzhen, who was in charge of the finances of the second factory, remembered what Director Zhao said and generously let Lin Xiang choose whatever she wanted to eat, as she would have to pay for it when she got home anyway.

There was a small blackboard hanging on the wall of the state-owned hotel, on which was written the ten kinds of dishes served today, including meat and vegetables, as well as noodles and rice.

Lin Xiang was not polite. The factory was thriving and there was no need to live a simple life in such a place. She immediately picked two signature dishes from the restaurant.

A large platter of red halogen vegetables was served, with the aroma of halogen spreading everywhere. Chicken wings, chicken tips, duck wings, duck hearts, pork livers and pork lungs were all in it.

This dish didn’t exist in the provincial capital many years ago. People at that time were not very fond of eating these dirty things, so they were mostly stewed in one pot. The fishy smell could not be suppressed, so the taste was naturally bad.

Later, I don't know who started eating it with salt, throwing all the dirty things in it, and gradually this salted dish became popular. It has everything, a rich flavor, a salty and soft texture, and a large portion that is very filling.

This restaurant cooks the meat in advance and then simmers it in brine over low heat. When the white and tender meat takes on a rosy hue, the salty aroma permeates every inch of the meat. With just a light bite, you can taste the soft, tender, fragrant and glutinous taste.

Kong Zhenzhen ate a feast and couldn't help but sigh: "The state-owned hotels in this provincial capital are different. The food is better than ours."

Lin Xiang smiled and said, "It must be a secret recipe. This brine smells so good."

Speaking of secret recipes, Kong Zhenzhen mentioned Lin Xiang's Spanish mackerel sauce again: "So your Spanish mackerel sauce is also a secret recipe? Who taught you to make it?"

Lin Xiang dared not say that she learned how to cook by eating a lot of seafood sauce before traveling through time. At first, she learned from the video. She could cook it, but the taste was so-so. Later, when she quit her job and went out to play, she learned a few tricks from an old lady, who praised her for her talent.

Lin Xiang integrated and improved various methods and changed the proportions of various mixtures according to his own taste, thus making the current Spanish mackerel sauce.

Compared to shrimp sauce, she prefers Spanish mackerel sauce.

"I just figured it out myself," she said vaguely.

Kong Zhenzhen was full of admiration: "Then you are really amazing! I can't do that."

After dinner, they strolled around the provincial capital. They looked at everything new like tourists and bought something in the department store.

The provincial capital is worthy of being a provincial capital. The things sold there are much richer than those in Phnom Penh city, especially the various fabrics with rich colors and comfortable materials. The two of them were really dazzled.

The two people who had brought a few feet of cloth coupons in advance bought cloth each. Kong Zhenzhen picked out a more lively color for her children, a light pink that looked beautiful.

Lin Xiang bought herself a five-foot piece of pink-red cloth, a color you couldn't find in Phnom Penh. The red in Phnom Penh is almost all pure red, a very bright and elegant red, which is also beautiful, but it would be boring if it were all pink. The pink-red cloth in the provincial capital is said to be imported from Shanghai. The color is not bad, and it is faintly delicate. It is really beautiful.

Bright yet youthful.

Men's fabrics are much simpler, basically black, white, gray, blue and green. But the fabrics here are better, khaki, plaid, work cloth... Lin Xiang thought about the colors and styles of the clothes in He Hongyuan's closet, and picked out a military blue khaki. She would ask a tailor to make a thin jacket for him later.

After buying the fabrics, Lin Xiang and Kong Zhenzhen saw the beautiful silk scarves here. The silk was as thin as a cicada's wing, soft and smooth, and the colors were bright and beautiful. They both bought a bright red one, and Lin Xiang also picked a goose yellow one: "I'm going to send the red one to my mother-in-law."

Kong Zhenzhen praised her: "You are such a great daughter-in-law."

"My mother-in-law is very kind to me."

It was like returning to the days when she would go on a shopping spree after receiving her salary. Lin Xiang bought a lot of things in the provincial capital department store, including fabrics, scarves, hairpins, Ya Shuang vanishing cream, candy...

Kong Zhenzhen came to her senses only after she counted her money back at the guesthouse. She slapped her thigh and cried, "Oh my god, how much did I spend today?"

All in all I spent five dollars and sixty-seven cents.

Kong Zhenzhen rarely buys so many things at one time.

Lin Xiang smiled and said, "Sister Zhenzhen, our factory has provided quite a lot of salary bonuses in the past few months, so just treat it as a reward for yourself. Besides, you have also bought some for your family members, so no one will say anything against you."

Kong Zhenzhen shook her head: "My husband will definitely scold me for buying so much, but who cares? I get a good salary every month now, so I'll just buy it!"

After resting for a night in a guesthouse in the provincial capital, the two of them went straight to the provincial grain and oil company early the next morning to confirm the details of selling yellow skin water to the entire province, signed the order, and that was it.

All that’s left is to wait for the supply to be distributed to major cities, and 119 will produce, load and deliver the goods as required.

Kong Zhenzhen carefully folded a thin sheet of paper in half and put it into the cloth bag she was carrying, as if she was carrying a heavy load. "Oh, this paper is really valuable."

Lin Xiang nodded: "That's worth a fortune!"

Ensuring the supply of yellow peel water in counters across the province is not the end of the matter.

At first, the provincial party committee leaders specifically requested that coconut juice be supplied to the guesthouse in the provincial capital. This opportunity shocked everyone in the 119 Second Factory, but they couldn't figure out the reason.

But in the end, they were able to establish a connection with the provincial capital's guesthouses through coconut juice. Taking advantage of this trip, Lin Xiang and Kong Zhenzhen planned to visit various major guesthouses to understand the situation and promote the yellow skin water in their hands.

There are many guesthouses in the provincial capital, and there are eight state-owned guesthouses that are open to the outside world, of which the Jiefang Guesthouse is the largest. The two government guesthouses that are not open to the outside world are not as large as the Jiefang Guesthouse, but they are located there, and the people who come and go are all government officials, so they should not be underestimated.

Lin Xiang visited each of the eight state-owned guesthouses one by one, and recorded in detail the feedback from the guesthouse directors and waiters, such as the sale of coconut juice and the timeliness of supply from 119, and then discussed solutions to the problems.

Jiefang Guesthouse is the largest and the place where coconut juice sells the best. Whether it is because the guests staying here are relatively well-off, or because the guesthouse restaurant occasionally hosts wedding banquets and birthday banquets, in addition to wine, they often serve soda and juice.

In the past, the default choice was Beibingyang soda, but since the milky white juice was put on the counter, it attracted a lot of people's attention and the choice began to change. After 119 coconut juice became popular in the province, many people in the guesthouse would take the initiative to drink coconut juice, just pick it up and pay for it directly.

For this reason, the supply and replenishment of Jiefang Guesthouse must be more frequent than that of other guesthouses.

After carefully considering the various sales scenarios for the guesthouses supplied to the outside world, Lin Xiang and Kong Zhenzhen were busy and only the last two guesthouses were left - the Municipal Party Committee Guesthouse in Haiwan City, the provincial capital, and the Provincial Party Committee Guesthouse.

Unfortunately, the Municipal Party Committee Guesthouse suddenly decided to close for renovations in the past two days, so the two were unable to go in and could only run to the last Provincial Party Committee Guesthouse.

The provincial party committee office building is hidden under lush palm trees with lush branches and leaves. Fine golden light shines through the gaps between the branches and leaves, casting mottled shadows on the bluestone pavement.

Lin Xiang and Kong Zhenzhen walked into the provincial party committee building in the flickering light and shadow. After registering at the gate, they were allowed to pass through the small door.

However, they came at an unfortunate time. Some leaders from the capital were visiting today, and the guesthouse would not receive anyone else, so the entire place was cleared for the leaders to use.

The leaders of the capital were staying on the third floor of the guesthouse. They had just finished a three-day visit and, accompanied by the leaders of the Haining Provincial Party Committee, were chatting in the guesthouse's reception hall while waiting for a car to be arranged in two hours to take them to the train station to take the train back to the capital.

They couldn't get into the guesthouse, so the gatekeeper went to call someone for them to find the director of the guesthouse.

Lin Xiang and Kong Zhenzhen were waiting by the flowerbed in front of the guesthouse gate. A circle of flowerbeds surrounded a small artificial rockery pond in the center, with several small red fish swimming around in it.

It was a rare moment of leisure, so Kong Zhenzhen looked around. Ever since she entered such a solemn and dignified place, she had become unconsciously cautious.

"Is it possible that every person you meet in a place like this is a big leader?" Ordinary people always have a sense of awe for high-ranking leaders, especially government leaders who hold power.

Lin Xiang smiled and said, "Not really."

"Which factory are you from and why are you here?" Director Chen of the Provincial Party Committee Guesthouse was accompanying them carefully. At the moment, the room was full of important people and he was really afraid that something would go wrong. He didn't want some messy people to disrupt the process.

Lin Xiang guessed that Director Chen was a forgetful person, so she gently reminded him, "Director Chen, we are workers from Factory 119 in Phnom Penh. My name is Lin Xiang, and her name is Kong Zhenzhen. We contacted you two weeks ago and said we would come to learn about the supply of coconut juice in the next two days and see if there is anything that needs our cooperation to improve in the guesthouse."

Director Chen then vaguely remembered that this happened, but plans cannot keep up with changes. Who could have thought that the leaders of the capital would suddenly decide to have lunch in the guesthouse today, and spend the afternoon chatting in the reception room!

He had no time to deal with these minor characters, and immediately drove them away with a threatening look on his face: "Let's talk about this later. I'm busy today, so you guys go back first."

Lin Xiang and Kong Zhenzhen could see that he was busy. They thought that there were many important people inside and they couldn't force him. They smiled politely and said, "Director Chen, it's a bit abrupt for us to come here. Please see if you have any suggestions that we need to cooperate with to improve. If we don't have enough time, you can write to us later."

Director Chen listened to this and his expression eased a little: "Well, you guys should leave now."

"Director Chen." Kong Zhenzhen was still thinking about promoting the old salt water in her hand. She couldn't bring the samples back after so much trouble, could she? She pushed forward a box of yellow water in her hand and said, "This is the yellow water I mentioned to you half a month ago. It is especially suitable for summer drinking. Can you see if the guesthouse needs it? If you think it tastes good, you can send it with coconut juice in the future."

This is the benefit of opening the first door. There will be various ways to get involved later. This is also the reason why these government agencies like to find a supplier. It is so convenient and they can arrange it together.

But Director Chen didn't care about Shui'er at this time. He was only focused on receiving the leader: "Let's not talk about this nonsense for now. I don't have time to chat with you. You should hurry back."

"Where are you asking us to go?" At this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded behind Director Chen.

Just as Lin Xiang passed by, an old man in a dark blue Zhongshan suit walked out of the door of the guesthouse. He actually looked somewhat familiar.

Lin Xiang saw someone smiling at her, and instantly remembered that it was a fellow passenger she met on the way back to Xifeng City for the New Year earlier this year. If she remembered correctly, it should have been: "Mr. Liu?"

Liu Jixing, deputy secretary of the provincial party committee, naturally recognized this young female comrade. The bottle of delicious coconut juice on the train was given by this little girl.

Director Chen turned around and was stunned. Just as he was about to ask Deputy Secretary Liu if there was anything he needed to arrange, he saw him waving his hands. Then he heard that the young female comrade at 119 actually knew the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee!

"Comrade Xiaolin, right?" Deputy Secretary Liu, dressed in casual clothes, had a kind face and smiled. "I remember you too. Which food factory did you work for?"

"From Phnom Penh 119 Food Factory." Seeing an acquaintance in this strange place, Lin Xiang inevitably felt a little close to him. "You have a really good memory."

Deputy Secretary Liu nodded and said, "Yes, it's from this factory. The coconut juice from your factory tastes good, and the people here are very energetic."

Lin Xiang and Kong Zhenzhen are young, but both are capable and energetic, with a positive spirit. One would think that this factory is not bad.

Kong Zhenzhen didn't know who this person was, but when she heard him praise 119 with a kind face, she felt proud: "That's right, our factory is also amazing. We work together and strive hard, and everyone holds up half the sky."

Deputy Secretary Liu laughed quietly: "Young comrade, you don't know how to be humble."

Kong Zhenzhen raised her head proudly: "We can supply coconut juice to the Provincial Party Committee Guesthouse. We are so capable, why should we be humble? We should be proud!"

"Hahahahaha." Deputy Secretary Liu actually liked such confident and generous workers. He nodded frequently and asked, "What is the yellow skin water written on the box in your hand?"

Lin Xiang and Kong Zhenzhen looked at each other. Although they didn't know the identity of this old man, he was able to come out of the guesthouse at his age, so he must be an important person. This was especially evident from the fact that Director Chen was very respectful to him and waited on the side with his body slightly bent.

Lin Xiang introduced: "It's kumquat water, a new soda from our factory, especially suitable for summer drinking, it can clear away heat and relieve summer heat. This time I want to ask if the guesthouse wants to supply it. If it does, it will be convenient to load it with coconut juice and send it over."

After they tried the eight foreign-run guesthouses that they had visited before, five agreed to give it a try and wait for further news, while three explicitly refused for the time being.

As for the provincial party committee, they are also taking a try-it attitude and will accept success or failure.

Director Chen was a smart man. He had not expected that the worker at 119 was also familiar with the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee. He hurried forward to take the yellow water, opened the lid and passed it to Deputy Secretary Liu.

Vice Secretary Liu has always been a reformist, never conservative, and likes to look at everything from a developmental perspective. Otherwise, he would not have suggested that the guesthouse should have new drinks after trying coconut juice last time, instead of always using orange soda, which people have become tired of after drinking for so many years.

Now I see the new soda again. I take a sip and the sour, sweet and slightly salty taste spreads. I feel a bit stimulating and refreshing: "This tastes quite fresh."

After thinking about it again, I was even more surprised: "It is indeed very suitable for summer. The only problem is that it is a bit stimulating for older people like us. It is more suitable for young people."

People in their fifties and sixties prefer to drink tea and less soda, which can stimulate the taste buds.

Kong Zhenzhen added: "You are getting stronger as you get older!"

Deputy Secretary Liu smiled and said, "Indeed, he is not too old."

Finally, Director Chen left the remaining eight bottles of yellow peel water samples in the box and asked the two people from 119 to go back and wait for news. Then he followed Deputy Secretary Liu back to the guesthouse.

"Xiao Chen, try it and see if it's suitable for young people like you." Deputy Secretary Liu asked Chen Hongwei to try a bottle of yellow peel water.

Director Chen, who is over 30 years old, is considered a young man in the eyes of Deputy Secretary Liu. Naturally, he has to act like this young man at this moment. After taking a sip of the yellow peel water, he feels really refreshing and comfortable, just like a breeze blowing after sweating profusely on a hot summer day, making your whole body comfortable.

"Deputy Secretary Liu, this tastes really good. You have a unique vision. Coconut juice and tangerine peel water are both good things." Director Chen already knew what was going on and asked for the supply of tangerine peel water.

The things are really good, and they even caught the eye of the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee. They are quite extraordinary.

But what surprised him was that Deputy Secretary Liu brought the special soda he had just seen to the reception hall to recommend it to the leaders from the capital, and he said, "Old Zhou, you are in our Haining Province. You should try the local food and the local soda as well."

Minister Zhou, who holds a high position in the capital's government and has a good personal relationship with Liu Jixing, immediately said with a smile: "Why, you still want to compete with our Beibingyang soda?"

The two men who had served in the army naturally had a competitive spirit: "Let's compete! Xiao Chen, bring a few more bottles of coconut juice over so that Minister Zhou can see that these are things that are only available in Haining Province, coconut juice and tangerine peel water."

The most popular soda in the capital is orange soda, with Arctic Ocean soda being the most popular.

Naturally, all the leading cadres who came from the capital were served with the best Longjing tea. After all, no one dared to serve soda to such powerful leaders.

Of course, since Vice Secretary Liu has spoken, we naturally dare to do it!

Minister Zhou of the capital raised his chin and said, "By the way, here is our Arctic Ocean soda, right? Bring a few bottles, I want to compete with Lao Liu today."

Director Chen: “…”

The two of them are really gray-haired, and they are in a playful mood, and they are even talking about heroes over soda? !

It is said that when it comes to local characteristics, everyone can feel proud and a sense of belonging. Deputy Secretary Liu said truthfully: "Lao Zhou, I am not bragging. We can make the orange soda that you can make, but you can't make the coconut juice and tangerine peel water that we make!"

Minister Zhou also said: "Being able to make something doesn't mean it will taste good. Our Beibingyang soda has been sold for many years and people all over the country love it. You guys are still a little naive."

After drinking the coconut juice and orange peel water, which looked different from orange soda, Minister Zhou froze for a moment. He sipped the water carefully and said after a long while, "Your soda is really different. It's fresh and tastes good."

Deputy Secretary Liu, however, knew the art of mutual compliment: "It was run by a factory in a city in the east. It is not conservative, dares to innovate, and is able to research new things with heart. It is indeed good. But as you said, it has its own characteristics, but it is still a little immature compared to your Beibingyang soda, and it is only in our province."

That afternoon, a group of leading officials from the capital went to the railway station in a red flag car arranged by the Haining Provincial Party Committee. They also took with them a box of coconut juice and several bottles of yellow water that Minister Zhou had taken with him.

At the same time, when Lin Xiang and Kong Zhenzhen were still on the train, Director Chen of the Provincial Party Committee Guesthouse had already called Factory 119 No. 2 and asked them to send yellow water at the same time as the coconut juice next time.

Zhao Jianjun was surprised when he received the call. He thought that Huangpishui might be recommended to supply the guesthouse, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon!

It sounds like Director Chen's tone is different from before.

Lin Xiang and Kong Zhenzhen didn't know about this, because they had signed a contract with the Provincial Grain and Oil Company and visited nine guest houses today. It was already past seven in the evening when they got off the train and returned to Phnom Penh. The passenger ship back to Langhua Island had already been collected by then. They had already made preparations and were planning to have dinner at the state-owned hotel, stay at a guest house in the city tonight, and take the ship back to Langhua Island tomorrow morning.

But plans couldn't keep up with the changes. When the two were discussing what to eat in a good mood, they met Kong Zhenzhen's mother-in-law on the platform of the train station.

"Zhenzhen, you're finally back. Our second child is sick and has a high fever. He's now been sent to the pediatric department of the People's Hospital for hospitalization." Kong Zhenzhen's second child suddenly had a fever again yesterday, and the Shangjun District Hospital was unable to cure him. The doctor suggested that they send the child to the People's Hospital in the city, which has the best pediatric department in the city.

Calculating the time for her daughter-in-law to come back, the mother-in-law waited here specially.

Kong Zhenzhen's face changed, and Lin Xiang reacted quickly: "Sister Zhenzhen, please go over there quickly."

"Then find a guest house to stay for one night. Be careful." Kong Zhenzhen reminded him before leaving, "Find a good one."

Lin Xiang naturally agreed.

Originally, the two of them were happily planning to go to a guesthouse to get a room after dinner, but now I am the only one left.

Lin Xiangxian took a cloth bag filled with various information and went to the best guesthouse in the city to book a room. After showing the letter of introduction and identity certificate, he got the single room at the back of the second floor.

The best guesthouses have really nice environments, they are more spacious and cleaner than many small guesthouses, and the sheets and quilts are clean. It turns out that the only disadvantage of expensive things is that they are expensive.

It costs fifty cents a night to stay here, while it costs one to two cents a night in an ordinary small guesthouse, which is a big difference.

After putting the things away, Lin Xiang took the two pieces of good cloth she bought in the provincial capital and went to find a tailor in the city who Kong Zhenzhen mentioned had particularly good craftsmanship.

The tailor lady was an experienced craftsman. Kong Zhenzhen said that the clothes she made were very beautiful and the stitches were very fine. Lin Xiang always wanted to try it out, and this time she had the chance. But the rules here were a bit strange. Her tailor shop was only open from the afternoon until 7:30 at night.

Lin Xiang sent over a piece of cloth each for the man and woman, and told the seamstress in detail the styles they wanted to make. She was going to use the pink cloth to make a short-sleeved jacket, while He Hongyuan was going to use the army blue cloth to make a jacket-style coat. The fabric was stiff, and it would definitely look very stylish when worn by the man.

The tailor lady listened to Lin Xiang talking about her clothing design. She couldn't help but look at her a few times and murmured, "Have you learned tailoring?"

Lin Xiang shook her head: "I can't make clothes. My craftsmanship is not good."

“That’s a lot to know.”

Lin Xiang smiled and after discussing the clothing styles, she handed over the measurements for the two of them that had been written down in advance on a piece of paper: "Auntie, this is our size. Just make it according to this."

The old lady took the note and looked at it, then looked at Lin Xiang a few more times. A gust of summer evening breeze blew by, gently brushing the blouse she was wearing, outlining her slender waist.

"Your size is wrong."

Lin Xiang was surprised: "No, this is what I measured when I was making clothes somewhere else two months ago."

Over there, the old lady had already pulled up the ruler and put one hand behind Lin Xiang to put it on her waist. She clasped her hands together and showed her the waist circumference: "Take a look, is it different?"

Lin Xiang was shocked: "I have gained a lot of weight in the past one or two months!"

The tailor lady even saw it at a glance!

Lin Xiang went to a state-owned hotel and ordered a bowl of baoluo rice noodle. She felt a little melancholy. She thought that her tendency would not continue without limit, but she did not eat too much.

However, when the baoluo noodles were served, the soup was sweet and fresh, and the topping was beef jerky and pork shreds, with sauerkraut and peanuts as side dishes, it was full of fragrance.

After finishing a bowl of noodles, thin beads of sweat oozed from Lin Xiang's forehead. She suddenly felt a little guilty and raised her hand to touch her waist. She didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but it seemed that she had really become fatter.

But never mind, I’ve already eaten it.

It was late and there were not many people on the street. Lin Xiang walked around an alley and prepared to go back to the guesthouse. The night in early September was pitch black, and the stars above were twinkling like beautiful eyes.

Lin Xiang walked quickly forward, thinking of He Hongyuan. She had told the man in advance that he would not be able to return to the island today, and planned to go back early tomorrow morning to give him a surprise. She wanted to see if she could catch the man not getting up on Sunday and pretend to urge him to get up.

But this person is so self-disciplined that he gets up too early.

After returning to the guesthouse, Lin Xiang washed up and lay down on the bed. She looked at the time with a somewhat lonely look. It was past eight o'clock in the evening. She then took out a picture book she had brought with her to pass the time.

Just as I was watching, the wooden door of my room was suddenly banged hard. There was a bang bang bang sound, accompanied by a vague shouting.

"Why can't this door be opened? Hiccup!"

The man outside the door seemed to be drunk. He pulled the wooden door of Lin Xiang's room vigorously and kept yelling, "What a broken door. It can't be opened after drinking."

Lin Xiang was startled, and secretly annoyed that there was no phone in the current guesthouse. She could only get out of bed carefully and said to the outside: "You've gone to the wrong place."

But the drunk man outside was so irrational that he continued to yell, "Open the door, open the door! Why did you lock the door, you bitch? You won't even let your own man in!"

Lin Xiang felt very unlucky for encountering such a thing alone in the room. He looked around and only found a chicken feather duster as a handy tool in the room. He held it tightly in his hand, thinking whether to continue the stalemate and wait for the man to give up and leave after he failed to open the door, or to open the door himself and quickly rush out to find the waiter downstairs.

However, the door of the room in the guesthouse built in the 1970s seemed not very strong. The man outside the door pulled the wooden door with great force, which seemed like an earthquake and was frightening.

Lin Xiang clenched the feather duster tightly, thinking about how to hit him with a stick in the dark moment after the door opened if he really broke into her house and then run away first...

Just as Lin Xiang was thinking, there was a sudden silence outside the door...

Lin Xiang's heart almost jumped out of her throat. She held her breath and stuck to the door, trying to get information from outside.

All I heard was the drunk man yelling, "Ah!"