Chapter 14 Chapter 14 That's killing a chicken with a butcher knife

These days, people don't talk about supernatural powers, and Liu Yinshuang's words and deeds before made people present think that this girl has some problems in her brain, so no one cares about what she says about dead or ghost.

If you have time to care about this, you might as well squeeze in the front and buy the cloth earlier. Otherwise, if it's sold out when it's your turn, you will regret it.

Shen Shaoyuan glanced at Liu Yinshuang who was getting farther and farther away, and exchanged a look with Shen Moer that they both understood, and asked quietly: "You, know that girl?"

Don't say it, Shen Moer thought about it carefully and found that she "should" know Liu Yinshuang.

Liu Yinshuang and the original owner were in the same grade in junior high school. When the original owner was in the first grade, Liu Yinshuang was in the second grade. There were not many students in the middle school, and even fewer female students, so they were somewhat familiar with each other. Moreover, the Yangliu Brigade and the Songshu Brigade were next door, and the two often met each other on the way to and from school. So although they were not particularly familiar with each other, they still knew each other.

That is, why did this girl say she was a ghost?

Shen Moer didn't have time to think about it, because if she didn't squeeze in, the cloth would be sold out!

More than half an hour later, Shen Moer walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative holding the ten feet of cloth she had just snatched, and Shen Shaoyuan walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative carrying a thermos and a paper bag of salt. The father and daughter looked at each other and smiled with satisfaction.

I was really lucky. I bought a thermos and cloth without a ticket. This trip to the supply and marketing cooperative was not in vain.

Next, I will go to the brick and tile factory to inquire about the market price of bricks and tiles, and buy a few tiles for house repair. Today's task is completed.

Liuqiao Commune has two community-run factories, one is a textile factory and the other is a kiln factory. This kiln factory was restructured from a former private workshop, so it is also very old. When Mr. Shen built the row of green brick tile houses, he bought bricks and tiles from them.

It is precisely because of this kiln factory that the houses built by the surrounding brigades are much more magnificent than those in other places. Almost every brigade has a large tiled house with green bricks. Those who don’t have money to buy so many bricks and tiles will use bricks to build a half wall and use tiles to build a main house.

The entrance of the kiln factory is the sales department. When the salesperson heard that they only bought a few tiles, his attitude was neither cold nor warm, but at least he answered all the questions that Shen Moer and the others asked clearly. It costs more than 100 yuan to build a new house with bricks and tiles.

But this is also expected. Although Shen Moer and Shen Shaoyuan are introverted and soft-hearted, they actually secretly care about how much their two large tiled houses with green bricks are worth. I came here today to ask casually, just to confirm if the price has changed.

Shen Moer took the thermos and salt, Shen Shaoyuanteng picked up a stack of tiles with his hands free, and the father and daughter came out of the store.

There was a green brick wall outside the kiln factory, and two people were standing beside the wall. One was a little older, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and dark blue cloth pants, and looked a bit like a leader. The other one was in his twenties, holding a bucket in one hand and a brush in the other, and was mumbling to the older one with a depressed look.

"Director, it's not that I don't want to work hard. I've been practicing calligraphy at home every day recently, but this thing can't be mastered overnight. Besides, my handwriting is just so-so, and I'm really not good at drawing! How about you look around in the factory to see who has expertise in this area? If it really doesn't work, go to other sister units and borrow someone to help for a few days?"

"Do you think I haven't looked in sister units? The propaganda officer of the textile factory is the biological sister of Xiao Guo from our factory. Their whole family was sent to labor reform. How could his sister be an exception?"

The older one sighed helplessly: "I even went to the commune shamelessly, and I did find an official who can write and draw, but he said that he couldn't finish the work assigned by the commune leaders, so how could he have time to help us."

The young man then said: "Director, it's not that I'm not active in my work, it's just that my ability is limited. Otherwise, can we just muddle through?" The

older man glared at him and said: "How can we muddle through such a matter that concerns the collective reputation?! Our kiln factory is one of the most advanced units in the county. From time to time, leaders come to inspect and brothers come to learn. It will be embarrassing if people see that our publicity work is done in a sloppy manner!"

The young man muttered: "Why don't you try it yourself?"

The older man was almost mad at himself: "I am a brick maker. If I could write and draw, would I need to ask you to go to the Propaganda Department?"

The young man continued to mutter: "Then I don't come from the propaganda department..."

As the two were talking, someone suddenly interrupted and asked: "Comrade, are you interrupting me? "What do you mean by writing and painting?"

The young man turned around and saw two people wearing ragged clothes, holding tiles and thermos in their hands. They looked like members who came to the commune to buy supplies. He couldn't help but frowned: "We are discussing work here, don't ask nonsense."

There are not many country people who can read and write, and it is even more impossible to say that they can write well and draw.

So his first reaction was that this person was meddling in other people's business.

He was upset, so his attitude was naturally not very good.

The older one, on the other hand, was not as impetuous as the younger one. Seeing that the two people in front of him were dressed in a rustic manner but behaved in a polite and decent manner, he had an idea and said, "Our factory has some urgent publicity tasks recently. We need to write slogans and draw prints on walls, bulletin boards and other places. We can't find corresponding talents for the time being. Comrade, since you asked, do you have special skills in this area?"

Shen Shaoyuan adjusted the posture of holding the tiles and said without any modesty, "Writing slogans and drawing prints will definitely be no problem."

It's not that Shen Shaoyuan is arrogant, but he is indeed not good in other aspects, but he is very good at calligraphy and painting. During the Great Liang Dynasty, even the great scholars of the time praised him and flocked to him. As

you can imagine, writing a slogan or drawing a print is like using a sledgehammer to kill a chicken.

The young man looked Shen Shaoyuan up and down, not daring to believe it: "You can really write slogans and draw prints? You can't write or draw randomly, right?"

After all, he has been writing or drawing randomly since he took over the job of a propagandist.

Originally, he just wrote or drew randomly on the bulletin board. After all, everyone in the factory knew the situation of the propaganda department, and at most they made fun of them. The embarrassment was also in the factory, so it was nothing.

But now the county requires all factories and mining units to implement the new public opinion propaganda tasks as soon as possible, and specifically points out that they should make full use of the conspicuous locations such as the outer walls and gates -

even if he is willing to shamelessly continue to embarrass himself, the leaders in the factory are not willing!

But he really didn't believe that the man in front of him could write slogans and draw.

The older one immediately said, "Xiao Ding, shut up."

Then he said to Shen Shaoyuan, "Hello, comrade, let me introduce myself first. I am the head of the publicity department of our Liuqiao Commune Kiln Factory. My name is Xu Weiguo, and this is Xiao Ding from our publicity department, Ding Lixin. Young people are impatient, don't mind it."

Xu Weiguo first apologized for Ding Lixin's rudeness, and then asked about Shen Shaoyuan's background. Even though he had already guessed it in his heart, his eyes became more eager after hearing that Shen Shaoyuan was a member of the Yangliu Brigade.

If it was a talent from other brother units, they could at most find a way to borrow him for a while, but it was different for members of the brigade. If the level was really good, he could even apply to the factory to recruit him directly.

It's not necessarily a formal worker, but there is definitely no problem with temporary workers, so the dilemma of their propaganda department having no one available would be solved!

Xu Weiguo pondered secretly in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He just said that their propaganda department really had no one who could do this job now, and asked Shen Shaoyuan if he could help them write a few words on the wall.

Shen Shaoyuan knew that the other party wanted to test him and measure his level, so he didn't refuse. He carefully put a pile of tiles on the ground and took the paint bucket and brush from Ding Lixin.

After asking what words were to be written, he stood there and looked at the wall for a while, then took the brush and dipped it in paint and started to work.

At first, Ding Lixin quietly reminded Xu Weiguo that if this person wrote and painted their wall in a mess, they would have to find a way to paint the wall later, which would be troublesome.

However, before he finished speaking, he saw that the first word on the wall had been written. At a glance, he was so surprised that his mouth opened wide, and an egg could fit in his mouth!

In fact, the words were written too well!

So good and fast!

You know, to write slogans on the wall, even the original propagandist Xiao Guo had to draw an outline on the wall first, and then fill it in with paint.

And Ding Lixin basically couldn't even draw the outline of the type.

As a result, the ragged man in front of him took a brush to write on the wall, just like writing on paper with a pen, without drawing any outlines. Brush, brush, and a word was written in one go.

Moreover, the words were written very beautifully.

Ding Lixin didn't know how to describe it, he just knew that he had never seen such beautiful words before.

It took almost no time to write the slogan on the wall.

"Good, it's really well written, Comrade Shen Shaoyuan, you are amazing!" Ding Lixin applauded as loudly as he had doubted before.

"It is indeed well written. Comrade Shen is so good!" Xu Weiguo was also very excited. "Comrade Shen, our department is indeed facing difficulties. I wonder if you can spare some time to come and help? I will definitely not let you help in vain. We will pay you labor fees according to the working hours. Of course, if the work is completed well, I will also try my best to help you get a job opportunity. Do you think it's okay?" There

is nothing wrong with this. Shen Shaoyuan originally thought that this might be an opportunity, so he came to recommend himself.

It would be best if he could be hired, but if not, it would be good to earn some labor fees.

Ten minutes later, the father and daughter returned to the donkey cart.

After selling the basket of melons, Aunt Chen had been waiting on the donkey cart. Seeing that Shen Moer and the others had taken so many things, she couldn't help but sigh: "Your trip was really worth it. You got so many things. Oh, there are even thermos bottles and cloth?!"

Shen Moer smiled and said, "I'm lucky. I came across the supply and marketing cooperative that had defective thermos bottles and defective cloth for sale."

Aunt Chen slapped her thigh and said, "Oh, this is great. I missed it. Such good things were snatched away in an instant, right? You are really lucky today. This is a great harvest!"

Shen Moer smiled and said, "Yes, I'm lucky. It's a great harvest!"

This trip was indeed worth it. Her father even found a job. Didn't they have a great harvest, didn't they?