Back to 1980: Please Love Me Again

Chapter 139 Deception +1
Sanlizhuang, a southern flour mill.

There are so many mountains around Majialiu, if the hares can be sold for 6 cents a catty, they will definitely earn a lot of money.

Ma Wen, a middle-aged man, couldn't help but get excited when he thought of the prospect of selling hares.

It is said that Shanqian Village got rich because of selling wild game?
"Boss Zhao, I am Ma Wen, the production team leader of Majialiu. I can represent the villagers of Majialiu. We are willing to sell hares!"

Thinking of this, he solemnly said to Zhao Wenmu.

This was beyond Zhao Wenmu's expectations.

So he thought more seriously about the feasibility of buying game in Majialiu.

"Brother Ma, can you deliver the rabbits you purchased the first day to the old Zhao's crayfish restaurant in the city before eight o'clock the next morning?"

"If I can, I will buy it, and the price will increase by 1 cents, 7 cents a catty!"

Although game is not like mushrooms, it will rot within a few hours, but it cannot be stored for too long.

It still has to be processed and eaten in time, and no matter how bad it is, it has to be processed and frozen.

7 cents, which is the same as the purchase price of Shanqian Village, but Ma Jialiu needs to transport it to the city by himself.

Marvin thought about it, if he used a mule cart, he would definitely be able to reach the city before eight o'clock in the morning if he went out at five o'clock in the morning.

"OK, no problem!"

So while waiting for the flour to be milled, Zhao Wenmu and Ma Jialiu negotiated a cooperation in the acquisition of 100 catties of hares per day.

100 catties of wild rabbits, after removing the fur and internal organs, it is not bad to be able to produce 50 catties of flesh and blood.

The rumbling sound of the machine became more and more harsh, and finally it was Zhao Wenmu's turn to grind the flour.

At the moment of grinding flour, the customer can't be the shopkeeper.

You have to pack and pack the ground flour yourself.

The business negotiation between Zhao Wenjun and Zhang Zhenpeng is also over.

Against the roar of the machine, the two brothers and sisters opened a bag to receive flour from the discharge port.

Zhao Wenmu frowned as he looked at the dusty room.

After grinding the flour and loading it back into the car, Zhao Wenjun kept slapping his body, turning himself into a white smoke bomb.

Then he patted Zhao Wenmu clean.

"Second sister, please wait a moment."

After Zhao Wenmu finished speaking, he went to find Zhang Zhenpeng.

"Brother Zhang, this is not acceptable in the workshop, something will happen sooner or later!"

"what?"

Zhang Zhenpeng didn't know why, but immediately became nervous.

There must be no accidents in the flour mill.

Now the daily profit is more than 120 yuan, and more than 20 people in Shandongtou Village have been employed!

Like all believers, he now firmly believes in Zhao Wenmu's words.

After all, I have consulted Zhao Wenmu and followed his advice for all major decisions in the flour mill.

This is the reason why the supply is in short supply at this opening.

In the past few days, Zhang Zhenpeng can wake up laughing while sleeping.

"Xiao Zhao, tell me what's going to happen!"

"Brother Zhang, there is too much dust in the workshop. This dust is harmful to the human body. It is best for workers to wear masks. If you don't understand, you can go to Jingyun Factory and ask Zheng Meiyun. My workers have gas masks."

"More importantly, flour particles can catch fire. Once someone smokes or the sparks from the friction of the machine ignite the flour particles in the air, do you know what will happen?"

Dust explosion is what Zhao Wenmu is most worried about.

At this moment, people generally lack awareness of prevention, and it is not ruled out that some people will smoke in the workshop.

"What's the consequence? That bit of flour scum can't be burned, right?"

Zhang Zhenpeng was a little confused.

"Of course not, it will explode! Have you ever heard of a dust explosion? These dusts are evenly distributed in the air. Once they meet an open flame, they will all burn instantly. Because the combustion is too fast, the air will expand violently due to heating, and it will explode. Already!"

As Zhao Wenmu spoke, he made a gesture of blowing apart.

Zhang Zhenpeng was in a cold sweat.

Zhao Wenmu's explanation sounded specious to him, but it didn't affect him and he felt it made sense.

If this really exploded, not only would the flour mill be gone, there would still be so many people in the mill!
Thinking about this possibility made him feel scared.

So he immediately ran to pull the switch down.

"What's going on here?"

The machine ran for a while by inertia, and then slowly stopped.

The workers and the customers who were picking up the flour were a little confused.

"Equipment failure! Suspend production!"

Zhang Zhenpeng shouted loudly.

He converted the wheat that the customer poured in and hadn't been ground into flour, and directly took a bag of flour to compensate him.

Send away those who are still waiting.

"What should I do now?"

He looked at Zhao Wenmu again.

"First of all, neither workers nor customers are allowed to use naked flames in the area near the workshop."

"Then you should ask the manufacturer if there is a high-power fan to circulate the air in the workshop and discharge the dust."

"It is best to sprinkle water regularly in the workshop and factory area to keep it moist."

"I can probably think of these few items. It is still necessary to do a good job of safety training. For these things, it is best to consult more experts."

Zhao Wenmu is indeed not an expert.

But these suggestions are enough for the moment.

Zhang Zhenpeng immediately organized rectification.

After giving safety advice to the Southern Flour Mill, Zhao Wenmu went to his own Jingyun Button Factory.

Without him, he was suddenly not at ease about safe production.

Fortunately, there are very few dangerous items involved in the button factory. Toxic gas and machines that pinch fingers are the key prevention items.

It's okay, everyone's fingers are healthy.

He would come to the factory from time to time, but he rarely asked questions. Zheng Meiyun would report important matters and doubts to him in time.

Full trust and delegation, which he is very good at.

From Shanqian Village, Zhao Wenmu returned to his home in the nursing home community in the county seat with the love flour he had personally processed.

But I saw Zhao Jing and Rong Xinyi frowning and sighing at home.

"what happened?"

"Third brother, I lost 30 yuan!"

Rong Xinyi said with a sad face.

"Little brother, I also lost 5 yuan."

Zhao Jing was a little embarrassed, she lowered her head and dared not look at Zhao Wenmu.

"Losing money? Did you gamble?"

This is strange.

In this family, besides yourself, is there anyone else who would gamble?

Gambling by oneself is also a matter of the previous life.

"No, no, no gambling money."

It was Zhao Jing who answered with her head down.

But as soon as the word "gambling" was uttered, she couldn't help thinking, is this considered gambling?

"Okay, isn't it just 35 yuan, is it worth it?"

"Come on, tell me what's going on, and I'll win it back for you!"

Zhao Wenmu took out a bag of flour and poured it into the flour bin in the kitchen.

When Rong Xinyi heard "Win it back", she immediately gained confidence.

"Today, a stall operator came to the convenience market and set up a broken chess stall to play chess with others. If he loses, he will pay others 50 yuan; if he wins, others will pay him 5 yuan."

"And then we lost."

"puff!"

Zhao Wenmu couldn't help laughing.

Then blew himself a face of flour.

"Ah Choo! Ah Choo!..."

He sneezed several times in a row before finally subsiding.

"Hahahaha, are you stupid? This is a liar!"

What a liar!

I have seen it at least a hundred or eighty times.

"What? How could he be a liar? Someone beat him and made 50 yuan!"

Rong Xinyi said carelessly.

Zhao Jing began to contemplate.

"Is he setting up a chess game somewhere, it looks easy to win, and then someone wins him, makes money, and you are tempted, but you can't beat him?"

"That's right, how do you know? I almost win every time! Third brother, tell the truth, have you lost money too?"

Rong Xinyi jumped up and pointed at Zhao Wenmu.

Zhao Wenmu gave her a hard blow.

"Ah, it hurts! Why did you hit me?"

She covered her head and hid away from Zhao Wenmu.

"His endgame is not simple. It is all found from ancient chess records. It seems easy to win, but in fact there is a hidden secret. As long as you make a wrong move, you will definitely lose!"

"As for the winner, they are in the same group!"

"Really, really?"

Rong Xinyi was taken aback.

Zhao Jing also looked up at him.

Is this just the lowest endgame trick?

"of course it's true!"

Then Zhao Wenmu talked about the money-picking scam he encountered a few days ago.

"Why are there so many liars?"

The two girls couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

I am deeply ashamed of the fact that I was deceived.

Zhao Wenmu also sighed with emotion, materialistic desires are rampant, and social security is not very good.

"Now people's hearts are fluctuating, and many people are thinking of taking shortcuts and shortcuts. There will be more and more scams and robberies in the future. You must be careful when you go out."

Zhao Wenmu couldn't help exhorting a few more words.

And secretly made up his mind that he would not let Zhao Jing and Xiao Nannan out of his sight in the future.

"If you don't want to be cheated, it's actually very simple. Don't be greedy, and don't be kind."

"Think about it, is it because you have been cheated because of greed, seeing others winning money, and thinking that you can do it too? Labor creates wealth, don't always think about getting something for nothing."

"There is no pie in the sky, if there is, it must be a trap."

What he said immediately made the two women ashamed.

Rong Xinyi faltered, not knowing what to say.

Zhao Jing simply lowered her head and said in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, brother, I was wrong."

Zhao Wenmu pressed her head.

"And don't show kindness indiscriminately, especially those beggars begging for money, basically none of them are real."

Most beggars these days are real beggars, just begging for food.

For these people, help if you can.

But those beggars begging for money in later generations are basically not true.

"You must not eat what others give you outside, and you must not go to places where no one is around, otherwise, once you are taken away by human traffickers, your life will be ruined."

This is not unfounded worry, Zhao Wenmu decided to make things as scary as possible, so that they can be more vigilant.

He looked at Rong Xinyi and continued.

"A beautiful little girl like you will be raped by traffickers in turn, and then sold into the mountains to give birth to old men who have no money to marry a wife. You can't escape from the mountains, and you will be beaten severely if you are caught."

"Aren't you saying it's scary?"

Rong Xinyi shivered in fright.

Hurry to hug Zhao Jing.

Zhao Jing also clenched her hands tightly, her knuckles turning white.

Ugh, it's a bit over the top.

(End of this chapter)