Portable Museum

Chapter 82 The Taste of Childhood Memories
"Finished?" Xu Shaomin was startled.

How long has Zhang Junping been gone?Mission accomplished?

You know, several other buyers in the bureau left half a month earlier than Zhang Junping.

So far, the task has not been completed.

Every time I called back, I complained of suffering, saying that I was about to vomit blood from drinking or something.

As for the task, the best is less than half done.

As a result, Zhang Junping called to report that the task was completed.

Xu Shaomin thought he heard it wrong.

"Yes, 200,000 tons of raw coal has been negotiated, you can arrange someone to come and pay!" Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Okay, okay! I'll arrange for the accountant to bring the check." Xu Shaomin was overjoyed.

"Squad leader, you can't just bring a check! You have to coordinate with the train skin as well.

The first snow has already fallen here in Hegang, if it is later, when the second snow falls, the coal will not be able to be pulled out. "Zhang Junping reminded.

Although coal transportation in this era mainly relies on railway transportation, it needs to be transported by car from the mine to the freight yard.

In the Northeast, the first snowfall generally cannot be kept, but when the second snowfall arrives, because the ground temperature has already dropped, the snow will not melt for a while.

Then, one snow after another, the world in the northeast will be sealed.

Many production activities will stop.

"You still need to teach me? Yunli has already contacted me, and I'm waiting for your call!" Xu Shaomin said angrily.

Brat, you dare to teach yourself how to do things, it's really itchy.

"Squad leader, I rented a house here in Hegang, and I plan to set up a contact point here.

During this trip, I not only obtained 200,000 tons of raw coal, but also contacted Hongqi Steel Rolling Plant with [-] tons of coking coal.

In addition, the most important thing is that I opened up the relationship line on the Hegang side.

Next year, we can continue to get coal from Hegang. "

"Good! Good! As expected of the soldiers brought out by me!" Just as Zhang Junping finished speaking, Xu Shaomin happily patted the table and shouted.

"..." Zhang Junping was speechless at the monitor's shamelessness.

He hung up Xu Shaomin's phone, and then called Yang Ying.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Yang Ying was contacted by phone.

"Hello! Sister Yang, I'm Zhang Junping!"

"Brother Zhang! Are you calling from the Northeast?" Yang Ying's soft, sweet voice came from the phone.

Some women's charm is exuded from the bottom of their bones, so a very serious sentence is full of infinite temptation.

"Yes! I have contacted [-] tons of coking coal here, why don't you hurry up and report the good news to you, Sister Yang." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Really? Fifty tons?
Brother Zhang, you are really amazing! "Yang Ying's surprised voice floated out of the microphone and pierced into his ears, making Zhang Junping feel a tingling sensation.

"Sister Yang, I have contacted you for the coking coal, but the transportation depends on you.

I have no ability to contact the railway bureau to transport so much coking coal back. "Zhang Junping scratched his ears and said with a smile.

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll report to the leader right now."

"Wait, wait! I'm currently staying in room 307 of the guest house of Hegang Coal Industry Bureau.

Just call me if you have anything to do. Zhang Junping called Yang Ying to stop, and hurriedly reported his address.

Yes, an address, not a phone number.

In this era, long distance calls do not require a phone number, you just need to report the work unit or address of the person you are looking for.

The artificial reception desk will transfer the call for you.

……

Yang Ying's little man twisted like an electric motor, and quickly came to the factory director's office.

"Director, Xiao Zhang called me just now!"

"Xiao Zhang, which Xiao Zhang?" Li Kaihe had already forgotten about Zhang Junping.

Li Kaihe, as the director of a large factory at the main hall level, needs to think about things every day

There are many, how can I remember such a small role as Zhang Junping.

"It's the Zhang Junping who came to your office last time and said he could help us contact Coking Coal.

The one that bought ten tractors from our factory. "Yang Ying winked at Li Kaihe and reminded in a low voice.

"Oh! It's that young man! What's the matter, did he contact Coking Coal?" Li Kaihe was shocked by Yang Ying's winking eyes, stood up from behind the desk, went to Yang Ying's side, grabbed Yang Ying, and asked urgently road.

"Yes! I just made a long-distance call and said that [-] tons of coking coal have been contacted!"

"What? [-] tons of coking coal?" Li Kaihe's anger subsided, and he asked loudly.

"Yes! They told us to contact the railway bureau and ask for train skins." Yang Ying said with some disappointment.

"Good boy, I didn't expect it to be done." Li Kaihe was a little excited, and supported Yang Ying's hand, which turned into a grab.

"Oh! You're hurting me!" Yang Ying let out a coquettish voice, both screaming and moaning in pain.

"Haha...ha! Good, good! That's great!" Li Kaihe let go of Yang Ying, looking up to the sky and laughing.

As for Yang Ying's coquettishness, he didn't care at all.

Men always pay more attention to their careers, and women are just a sign of career success for them.

Or, after arranging work, you can celebrate with Yang Ying.

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Half an hour later, Yang Ying returned to the office of the procurement department of the logistics department.

Pick up the phone and start making long distance calls.

After some twists and turns, the call was transferred to Zhang Junping's room.

It's a pity that Zhang Junping hasn't come back yet.

After making the phone call, Zhang Junping left the post office and strolled all the way to the guest house.

Suddenly, a strong fragrance floated into Zhang Junping's nose along the wind.

This scent is so familiar and strange.

Zhang Junping followed the scent, walked forward, and turned into an alley.

I saw a 50-year-old man pushing a large iron bucket, and under the iron bucket was a remodeled car with a pallet with four wheels.

Put the bucket on the pallet so you can push the bucket away.

This is not the point, the point is that there are a few steaming, fragrant roasted sweet potatoes on the iron bucket.

Looking at the roasted sweet potatoes, Zhang Junping felt that the secretion of the fluid glands in his mouth was a little faster.

In the last life, in the 80s, his happiest thing was when his parents came back from get off work and brought him a piece of hot and fragrant roasted sweet potato.

Every time I take him into town, I also buy him a piece of roasted sweet potato.

With that smell, Zhang Junping couldn't help but want to drool now that he was in the meeting.

It's a pity that later, at the end of the 90s, there were urban management in cities, and the state began to manage the environment.

Improve the urban environment.

This kind of iron bucket relies on sweet potatoes, and slowly disappears in the streets and alleys of the city.

It has become a childhood memory of countless [-]s and [-]s.

"Comrade, just baked sweet potatoes, do you want them?" Seeing Zhang Junping standing in front of his booth without speaking, the elder brother who baked sweet potatoes asked timidly.

At this time point, selling roasted sweet potatoes can only be sneaky.

(End of this chapter)