Yan Jie walked over and spoke up to defuse the situation, asking, "When will the officials from above come down to inspect the 'Civilized Village and Town' evaluation?"
Village chief: "I can't say for sure when the follow-up visit will take place."
Yan Jie then probed further, "You don't have any connections up there, can you share something?"
The village chief didn't hide anything from him anymore, "There's a rumor over there, I don't know if it's true or not, that someone will come to investigate secretly a few days at the end of the month."
"That means there are still two weeks left."
Yan Jie comforted him, saying, "By then, the uncles' hair will have grown back thick and long, just the right length, and they'll all be full of energy to welcome the unannounced inspection. Are you still worried about not being able to win the title of 'Civilized Village'?"
The village chief's dying fighting spirit was rekindled, and he instructed Jiang Hexi:
"You can continue your hairdressing business, but remember three things: no slashes, no cutting your hair too short, and no dyeing your hair."
Yu Xiangwan couldn't stand it anymore and stood up, saying:
“Village chief, your aesthetic sense is seriously outdated. A shaved head is a fashionable and avant-garde pursuit, a buzz cut shows a person’s spirited temperament, and perming and dyeing hair is a display of women’s personal charm.”
"Can you take full responsibility for this evaluation of civilized villages and towns?"
The village chief subdued her with a single sentence: "I can! So everything here has to be arranged by me. If I say you can't cut it, then you can't cut it."
Zhou Gongqi walked forward with a smile, put his arm around the village chief's shoulder, and said in a friendly tone:
"Young people have their own ideas, and we can't force the older generation's ideas into their heads."
"They're just going for the novelty now. They'll be lucky if they keep getting haircuts for a week. Do you expect them to keep doing it forever?"
Zhou Gongqi waved his hand behind him, and Jiang Hexi, receiving his signal, led his two apprentices to finish styling the rest of the hair.
The village chief shrugged and said helplessly, "I'm just afraid I won't be selected in the evaluation."
“Starting tomorrow, I will stop working in the fields and focus on painting on those few conspicuous white walls in the village.”
Zhou Gongqi laughed and said, "With my painting as a guarantee, Canglang Village will definitely be awarded the title of civilized village."
The village chief excitedly grasped his hand and said, "Of course, of course, thank you, Duke Zhou."
Seeing that the village chief's mood had brightened, Shen Yingyu finally asked:
"Village chief, how are your mooncakes made?"
"To make traditional farm-style mooncakes, you first need to boil sugar syrup, marinate diced fatty pork, then knead the diced nuts, ham, and fatty pork into a filling using cooked glutinous rice flour, make the dough with sugar syrup and raw oil, press it into shape, and bake it in a clay oven."
The village chief advised him, "You can't make these yourself. If you want to eat mooncakes, I'll send you some over later."
Shen Yingyu stated frankly, "We not only want to eat mooncakes, but also want to sell them online."
"You mean...the homemade mooncakes from the village?"
The village chief was so excited he couldn't utter a coherent sentence. These people were too good at making money. If they could make the homemade mooncakes of Canglang Village popular, the villagers would definitely benefit.
Shen Yingyu nodded and said, "It's the kind of homemade mooncake from the village."
After the initial excitement, the village chief became uneasy: "Our mooncakes are so ordinary, will they even be able to sell online?"
"Our mooncakes are made with high-quality ingredients that you can see, and they are made using traditional family techniques, baked slowly in a clay oven."
Shen Yingyu assessed the commercial value of this mooncake:
"The softness and aroma of our traditional mooncakes are unlike any other mooncakes on the market. Such original, handmade production is extremely rare and will definitely sell well."
The village chief couldn't understand what he was saying, but he knew that this would work. "Okay, the village committee will definitely cooperate with you to ensure the success of this sale of traditional mooncakes."
Yan Jie and Shen Yingyu demonstrated remarkable execution capabilities in the following days.
With the previous division of labor list for the thousand-family banquet, this time they skipped the recruitment process and directly divided the personnel into filling making group, dough making group, molding group, baking group and packaging group.
Zhou Gongqi and Liu Yuxi were responsible for designing the mooncake packaging and contacting manufacturers to produce the packaging boxes.
Yan Jie and Shen Yingyu took overall control and were in charge of operating the online sales channels.
Yu Xiangwan was in charge of the filling group, Jiang Hexi was in charge of the dough group, and Chu Yang was in charge of the molding group. Each of them had their own responsibilities and a clear division of labor.
Yan Jie finally asked, "Does anyone have any further opinions? If not, then this matter is settled."
“Wait a minute, I think we’re missing a quality inspector in the project division of labor,” Jiang Hexi pointed out.
"What quality inspector?"
"To put it simply, they are mooncake tasters."
Jiang Hexi eagerly expressed her thoughts:
"Think about it, after the mooncakes are baked, don't we need to ensure their taste? If Canglang Village's homemade mooncakes want to grow bigger and stronger, we must put quality first."
"This requires tasters to strictly control the taste after the mooncakes are taken out of the oven, and to always ensure consistent quality."
She spoke her mind, saying, "I volunteered to be a taste tester."
The signs of using public office for private gain are all too obvious.
Yan Jie and Shen Yingyu exchanged a glance and immediately refused her:
"The chef will judge whether each batch of mooncakes is up to standard; you don't need to worry about that."
"If the order volume is small, the chef can bake a second batch of mooncakes if he doesn't bake them well. But if the order volume is large, who can guarantee that he won't lower the standards?"
Jiang Hexi argued forcefully, saying:
"Only when our own people step forward to ensure the quality of the mooncakes can be guaranteed. Now let's vote. Those who support the establishment of quality inspectors, please raise your hands."
Chu Yang, Yu Xiangwan, and Zhou Gongqi raised their hands, and with Jiang Hexi himself, the resolution to establish quality inspectors was passed with a vote of 4 to 3.
Chu Yang immediately declared, "Brothers and sisters, I want to compete to become a quality inspector."
Yu Xiangwan glanced at him sideways, "I'm going to be a mooncake taster, so I advise you to back down."
Zhou Gongqi smiled and smoothed things over, saying, "I think you should all stop arguing. Harmony brings wealth. I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice. In terms of seniority, I'm the most suitable person to give this tasting task to me."
Jiang Hexi felt like she was about to burst.
Who have she offended? Isn't she just doing all the work for someone else?
[Let's start with a laugh! *′?`)′?`)*′?`)*′?`) What kind of unlucky constitution does Ximei have? She didn't even get the taste tester position, but instead attracted three competitors!]
[I was wondering why these people were so united; it turns out they were all using their positions for personal gain, after getting the mooncake taster title.]
[Guests, please don't argue. To avoid hurting the harmony, I'll be the taste tester.]
I expected Chu Yang to step in and compete, and I also expected Yu Xiangwan to do so, but I never imagined Zhou Gong would also jump in for a piece of the pie! He's like a playful old man; his mentality is just too youthful.
【Xi Mei (﹁﹁)~→: These old bastards, thinking they can reap the benefits without lifting a finger? No way! Just wait and see how I deal with you, hmph!】
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