Huang Dajiang smiled and nodded, "That's true. I've been working here for almost five years, and I've only encountered this three times. It's true that it doesn't happen even once a year!"
Ye Zhiqiu asked curiously, "Old Huang, this time they said they were coming down to investigate how to increase beer production because of issues with beer production. So what were the reasons for the leaders coming to inspect us the three times before?"
Huang Dajiang didn't keep the secret, he explained with a smile: "The factory was opened during the Japanese occupation, and later we took over the brewery after the founding of the People's Republic of China. However, the production was very low at that time, and the number of workers was also very small.
Then, five years ago, when we were vigorously developing industry, our Party Secretary and Factory Director also returned from civilian jobs. It was also around that time that I was recruited and hired as a purchasing agent.
I remember the first one was a mobilization meeting, where the department leader came down to give a speech. Back then, our departments weren't as clearly divided as they are now, and as a purchasing manager, I was often pulled in to help with other tasks.
Then the factory gradually had more equipment. After our annual output exceeded one thousand tons for the first time, the department came to visit us, held a meeting and gave us awards.
Two years ago, when annual production exceeded 5,000 tons, the Ministry again visited and delivered a congratulatory speech. However, this time, no awards were given because other regions had already exceeded 6,000 tons.
Finally, today is the day, if production is really expanded. I guess after the expansion, if the production volume increases significantly, the department will come down again."
This was the first time Ye Zhiqiu had heard this information, and it was truly astonishing. He hadn't considered that the factory's actual age was actually quite short.
Not to mention him, He Yongjun was also surprised and said, "I thought the factory started when the People's Republic of China was founded, but it only officially started five years ago. No wonder I always felt that the factory seemed a little new. I guess the factory buildings and office buildings were all built in the past few years!"
"Hey, it's newly built. It used to be an old factory building, but after some renovation, it became the warehouse it is today!"
At this time, Liu Wenjie walked in. After he looked around and found that everyone was present, he called them over and held a small meeting.
"I believe everyone knows what's going on. Comrades who smoke, please take note. Smoke less today! Also, try not to run around everywhere, especially to places that are not related to work. Don't run around randomly. This is not a joke!
Secondly, we need to maintain a good appearance and make sure our superiors can see the spirit and enthusiasm of our factory workers. Finally, whether it is a meeting or a broadcast, we must respond enthusiastically to the speech..."
Liu Wenjie talked for a long time, then asked Ye Zhiqiu to come to the office and left the big office.
Ye Zhiqiu was very clear about what he wanted to talk to him about, it was nothing more than asking about the turtle.
When he arrived at Liu Wenjie's office, Ye Zhiqiu took the cigarette he handed him and lit it with a match. He then explained with a smile, "Section Chief, I've already got you four soft-shelled turtles, each weighing more than two kilograms. But they cost two yuan per kilogram."
But the Ministry is coming today, so I thought I'd wait until the inspection is over before returning home to bring it to you. Otherwise, if someone sees us, it'll be hard to explain."
Liu Wenjie said happily, "Good boy, you are really good at what you do! You did the right thing. If someone saw you, it would be hard to explain."
Ye Zhiqiu nodded and said, "Well, I'm out of options. I bargained for a long time for that 4.6 jin turtle and only got it for 3 yuan.
Later, when I asked about the smaller soft-shelled turtles, they insisted on selling them for two yuan per pound. I tried to bargain for you but couldn’t get any lower.”
Liu Wenjie smiled and said, "It's okay, two yuan is two yuan, as long as I can buy it. My wife is very weak after giving birth, and only this kind of tonic can warm her body back up."
Ye Zhiqiu asked curiously, "Section Chief, if it's due to deficiency of both Qi and blood, stewing chicken soup with astragalus and wolfberry would be a better way to replenish nutrition. Has anyone tried this?"
Liu Wenjie nodded and said, "Yes, it is effective. I consulted an old Chinese doctor here. He prescribed a nourishing soup for me. Soft-shelled turtle is the best. Ordinary chicken soup is slightly less effective.
A good old hen is the best, but good old hens are hard to come by, and young hens don't make the same good soup. So it's a real headache for me, as my whole family is constantly scrambling for these ingredients."
Ye Zhiqiu's mind moved. He had forty or fifty old hens in his own space! Now that the chicks had hatched, it wasn't impossible to sell some.
The money isn't important; building a good relationship with Liu Wenjie, the current superior, is also beneficial. You can't always go to Master Uncle for everything!
So Ye Zhiqiu whispered, "Section Chief, to be honest, I can actually help you get two or three old hens. I'll find time to ask around. As you know, the older the hen, the more expensive it is. It might cost four or five yuan to buy one."
Liu Wenjie nodded repeatedly and said, "It's okay, Xiaoye, buy it for me. It's priced accordingly! It doesn't matter if it's a little expensive. This money is not as important as my family's health. I have to spend it no matter how expensive it is!"
"Okay, I'll keep an eye out for you and bring it back to you when I find something suitable. Well, nothing else, I'll go back to the office first."
"Okay, I'll leave the old hen matter to you!"
Ye Zhiqiu said a few polite words, then left Liu Wenjie's office and returned to the big office.
Huang Dajiang asked curiously, "Xiao Ye, what's the matter with the section chief suddenly looking for you? You can't go out to get ingredients at this hour, right?"
Ye Zhiqiu whispered back, "No, Brother Huang, you should also keep an eye out. If you have any old hens like that, please help the section chief collect them. The section chief's wife is suffering from blood deficiency after giving birth, and she needs to make soup with soft-shelled turtle or old hens to replenish her body. Just don't make the hen too small, only old hens will be more effective."
Huang Dajiang nodded and replied, "So that's what happened. I've already helped him collect two soft-shelled turtles and three old hens. There's nothing I can do about it. These two things are hard to collect. If I want to help him, I'll have to rely on my luck."
It is true that old hens are generally not willing to be sold! Not only do old hens lay more eggs, but the eggs are also relatively large. Who would be willing to sell them?
The chicken butt bank is not a nonsense. These days, selling eggs for money is a major source of income, whether for small families in the past or large collectives today.
No one would even think of selling hens unless they were desperate. Unless they stopped laying eggs, roosters and capons were the most abundant on the market.
When Ye Zhiqiu brought back the five hens, Wang Xiaolan was overjoyed. Because the hens were working hard to lay eggs, she even bought a rooster. So, the Ye family now has six chickens.
As for the eggs, she sold half of them and kept the other half to provide nutrition for her family.
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