"Don't come out."
Just as Yang Lu was about to come out, Jiang Ning stopped her.
Yang Lu insisted, "It's good for me to get some exercise."
Seeing that one foot had already stepped out of the threshold, Zhao Xiulian rushed over, trying to stop her.
Who knew that, due to the great inertia, when she arrived in front of that pile of oil, she knew she needed to brake but couldn't stop and stepped on it.
The next second, she slid down to her knees as if she were on ice, her forehead hitting the threshold.
Yang Lu froze. What was the difference between her mother-in-law's posture and that of offering New Year's greetings?
She rushed to help her up.
Zhao Xiulian looked up, and two thin streams of blood slid down her cheeks from her forehead.
"Oh dear, you're bleeding!" Yang Lu exclaimed in alarm.
Jiang Ning paid the money and came over, only to see Zhao Xiulian kneeling solidly on the ground, her forehead bleeding from the impact. She almost couldn't help but laugh.
She looked down at the ground and saw that someone had left oil stains there.
If Zhao Xiulian hadn't slipped, they probably wouldn't have escaped the accident if they had entered the room.
She returned the candied hawthorns to the children and Yang Lu, and helped Zhao Xiulian into the courtyard.
"Mom, bring the medicine box over here."
She called out to the kitchen.
At this time, Wang Xiufen is usually in the kitchen preparing meals.
She wiped her hands and came out to get the first-aid kit from her room.
"What happened? How could you fall?"
Jiang Ning went inside to get some coal ash.
"I don't know which scoundrel spilled oil in front of our door."
As she spoke, she took two thoroughly heated coal briquettes outside, placed them on the ground, and crushed them with her foot, allowing the coal ash to fully absorb the oil stains.
Zhao Xiulian was in pain and felt guilty, so she didn't dare to utter a sound and obediently let Wang Xiufen apply hydrogen peroxide to her.
As the medicine washed over her, she gasped.
What terrible luck! I originally wanted to harm Jiang Ning, but I ended up harming myself instead.
The only thing to blame is that she was too kind, afraid that Yang Lu would fall and her grandson would get hurt.
This time, she saved her grandson from disaster.
Not long after, Gao Baoliang returned. Upon hearing Jiang Ning's account of the incident, he immediately put his arm around Yang Lu and asked her if she was alright.
By this time, Zhao Xiulian's wound had been treated and bandaged. Seeing her son ask about his wife first, she felt a chill in her heart.
"Didn't you see the wound on my forehead? You only care about your wife."
Yang Lu hurriedly said:
"Baoliang, I didn't fall down this time because of Mom."
Gao Baoliang hesitated for a moment, then finally asked her about the condition of her wound.
"In that case, you should stay home and rest well!"
He always felt that his mother wasn't that kind-hearted.
However, being injured at least gives you a couple of days of respite.
The courtyard returned to its usual tranquility.
Now that the days are longer, even after dinner, the sun is still hanging in the sky and it's still bright outside.
So everyone continued playing in the yard.
Gao Baoliang and a few others took out playing cards and started playing an upgrade game.
The two children played hide-and-seek with Lin Chen.
Jiang Ning and Wang Xiufen cleaned up the kitchen, ending their day's work.
The news was playing on TV, and Ji Min would get especially excited every time she saw the mayor, and would drag Jiang Ning to watch it.
Wang Xiufen also sat down to read the latest news.
She could never reconcile the image of Yu Qi running in his sportswear that day with the image of him giving a report in a white shirt on television.
Who cares? Anyway, this person has nothing to do with me.
Just then, the phone rang.
Jiang Ning went to pick him up; it turned out he was looking for her.
On the other end of the phone was Fan Zhengqi, who told her that the kiln renovation had failed, wasting several tons of raw materials.
Jiang Ning responded indifferently: "It's alright, continue to push forward with the renovation, I'll figure out a way to deal with the raw materials."
Fan Zhengqi was startled. He told her this only to report on the progress of the porcelain kiln, and did not mean to ask her to buy raw materials.
“These raw materials are very rare. You should find a refractory materials factory. You don’t need to handle it.” He didn’t intend to let Jiang Ning get involved in the factory’s affairs.
Jiang Ning gave up on the idea, but she still needed to find an opportunity to take out the batch of raw materials she had brought into her space from the factory last time.
It's useless to put it in her space.
The next day, she took the opportunity to visit the factory and inquire about the reasons for the failure of the kiln renovation.
Fan Zhengqi said it was because of the recent change of seasons, with unstable temperatures and fluctuating air humidity, which the technology couldn't keep up with.
Did you use an experienced technician?
Jiang Ning felt that experienced masters should be able to solve these problems.
Fan Zhengqi shook his head: "I invited experienced craftsmen to participate, but they all refused to come. They're probably unhappy that we want to change the product."
Originally, they produced goods for the local people, but now they're making exquisite porcelain for export; they can't get over that mental hurdle.
Jiang Ning understood that it was normal for them to have such thoughts, but making money from foreigners was not shameful.
She asked Fan Zhengqi to invite the most experienced senior workers to her office; she wanted to hold a short meeting.
The senior workers were all nearly sixty years old, with their hair half black and half white.
When they heard that Jiang Ning was going to persuade them, they all said not to say anything more, as they would be retiring in a few years.
Out of sight, out of mind.
Jiang Ning smiled and called Wang Meizhu, who had come with her, to the front.
"Experienced workers, do you know what this young girl's educational background is?"
Seeing everyone's blank expressions, she continued:
"She only has a junior high school education, but she can stay by my side and be my assistant because she insists on studying after work. She originally only knew the twenty-six letters of the English alphabet, but now she can have simple conversations with foreigners."
Do you know how many people have gone abroad since the reform and opening up, and how many foreigners have come to our country? Millions of foreigners have come to China. On average, each foreigner spends one thousand US dollars when they leave. Just think how much that is?
"By producing porcelain for export, we are essentially pocketing the profits of foreigners."
The group of old men softened somewhat when they heard that they could pocket foreigners' money.
"How can you be so sure that the products you produce will definitely sell?" someone asked.
Jiang Ning smiled knowingly: "When a fisherman goes out to sea, he doesn't know which waters have fish. Does that mean he won't go out to sea?"
If we don't bravely take the first step, there will be no second, third, or fourth steps.
Believe me, if this succeeds, you will be the chief engineers, and the kilns you renovate will be called Huaxia Kilns, and your names will be written into the factory's yearbook.
Of course, your wages will be the same as the head chef's, 150 yuan a month.
As soon as Jiang Ning finished speaking, the veteran craftsmen reached out and clapped their hands heavily.
Fan Zhengqi had previously promised them a raise, but they never cared about the salary.
"Mr. Jiang, what you said is so inspiring. I hope you can sell Chinese porcelain all over the world and make money from them."
"Comrades, since General Jiang trusts us so much, let's give our old bones a little more energy and work harder!"
Seeing the smiles on their faces, Jiang Ning bowed slightly and solemnly to them.
"Then I'll have to trouble you."
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