Material Empire

Four or five days after Qin Hai left, there was no news of him. Ning Mo and the others didn't know what Qin Hai was doing, and they all looked forward, as if missing their first love.

During the past few days, Xiao Dongping was also anxiously waiting for the test results from Yongfeng Farm. Counting with fingers, a week has passed. According to the daily farming speed of about 100 mu, the test boundary of 700 mu should have been reached.

"Jingling, jingling..."

The phone of the Supply and Marketing Department suddenly rang, and Xiao Dongping rushed forward, grabbed the receiver, and prayed desperately in his heart: It should be Lao Hua's phone, and it must not be the business phone of those shitty township enterprises! In the past few days, Xiao Dongping scolded countless times for these harassing calls.

"Hey, who is it!" Xiao Dongping asked on the phone.

"Old Xiao, I'm Hua Guoying." Xiao Dongping's longing voice finally came from the phone.

Xiao Dongping almost choked up at this moment: "Old Hua, you finally called. How is the test result? Have you passed 700 mu?"

"It's over." Hua Guoying laughed on the phone.

"Amitabha!" Xiao Dongping subconsciously recited a sentence of Buddha, and finally a stone fell to the ground.

"How about it, Laohua, did you inform Lin Anbao? Did you tell him to prepare a banquet and wait for me to have the banquet?" Xiao Dongping was in a good mood, and asked loudly into the phone.

Hua Guoying said: "Old Xiao, don't be in a hurry, there is another situation, I'm afraid you won't be so proud after listening to it."

"What's the situation?" Xiao Dongping's heart skipped a beat.

Hua Guoying said: "Do you remember, we used two kinds of blades in this experiment, half of which are your blades, and the other half are from Red Star Factory."

"Remember, why..." Xiao Dongping knew what the problem was. Lin Anbao, who is a dog, put himself in a double insurance. When measuring the quality of the blades of Qingfeng Factory, he not only used the standard of 700 mu, but also used the standard of Red Star The blades from the factory are used as a comparison. According to Hua Guoying, it should be said that although the blades of Qingfeng Factory have been used for 700 mu, they are not as good as the blades of Red Star Factory.

"I don't care about that. Lin Anbao and I bet on whether the blades in our factory can be used in 700 acres. Who will compare with the Red Star Factory?" Xiao Dongping argued.

Hua Guoying said: "I don't know about that. I'm just a witness. I don't care what your bet is. How about this? The test of the blade has been completed. You hurry up and come to Hongze. Whether it's Lao Lin's treat , it’s still your treat, anyway, I’m sure I’ll drink this table of wine.”

"Of course it's Lin Anbao's treat, it's a deal!" Xiao Dongping emphasized, then dropped the phone, ran to the finance department to open a note for a loan, and then rushed to Hongze.

Lin Anbao, the manager of the sales department of the agricultural materials company, also received a call from Hua Guoying. He immediately planned to check the results of the experiment, but Hua Guoying declined on the phone. Hua Guoying said that as a notary, he can only show the test results when both betting parties are present at the same time. If Lin Anbao is allowed to read it first, what if Xiao Dongping refuses to admit it?

"You two are businessmen, treacherous and cunning. I, a farmer, cannot be fooled by you." Hua Guoying said to Lin Anbao.

Lin Anbao had no choice but to stay at the sales office and wait for Xiao Dongping. Fortunately, Pingyuan was not far from Hongze, and Xiao Dongping arrived panting before noon.

"Hey, Lao Lin, why didn't you wait at the restaurant? Is the banquet ready?" Xiao Dongping asked in a surprised tone when he saw Lin Anbao.

Lin Anbao was also not polite, and retorted: "No way, obviously you lost, so you should treat me."

Xiao Dongping said: "Old Hua already said on the phone that my blade has used up 700 mu. As long as our blade can use up 700 mu, you will treat me. Is this what you said?"

"This land is different from the land. Lao Hua deliberately released water and picked a good land to test. After 700 acres, what a big deal. Your blades are all worn out, and the blades of others are still brand new. You are ashamed to ask me to treat you ?” Lin Anbao pretended.

Xiao Dongping was annoyed: "Lin Anbao, you can make up the story and make it up a bit more rounded. Who did you listen to say that our blades have disappeared from the sharpening?"

"Whoever said it, we'll find out if we go and see it?"

"Just take a look, I don't believe that the blades of the Red Star Factory are much better than ours!"

The two quarreled all the way to Yongfeng Farm. Hua Guoying was already waiting for them at the gate of the farm with a jeep. When the two arrived, he greeted them to get in the car, and then went straight to Datian.

"Old Hua, I knew that you and Lao Xiao had a good relationship, and you released water on purpose. Tell me, did you specially pick 700 acres of soft land to plow, so that the blades of Qingfeng Factory barely passed 700 acres?" Lin Anbao In the car, he continued to attack Hua Guoying. The blades of Qingfeng Factory can plow 700 mu, which is beyond Lin Anbao's expectation. He knows that Hua Guoying is not the kind of person who can cheat, but he still wants to talk about it.

Hua Guoying's attitude was exceptionally good. He didn't argue with Lin Anbao's censure, but just nodded repeatedly, and said, "Don't worry, you'll know where it is, won't you know it when you get to the ground?"

Xiao Dongping didn't say anything more, he was also on fire in his heart. After all, his blade skills are not as good as others'. Although the 700-acre standard has been met, Lin Anbao just played tricks and embarrassed himself. This is really annoying. If... if... well, how can there be so many ifs in this world.

When the jeep came to the field, a rotary tiller had been pulled out of the field and placed on the side of the road, waiting for the three of them to identify it. Hua Guoying took Lin Anbao and Xiao Dongping out of the car, walked to the side of the rotary tiller, and asked the operator, "What's the situation, please introduce to these two leaders."

"Yes!" The operator agreed, stepped forward, and said, "Two leaders, please take a look. This is the rotary cultivator that the head of Huachang asked us to do a test last time. Two brands of blades were used on it. The test A total of 734 mu of land has been plowed, and one set of blades has suffered serious wear and tear and can no longer be used, so we stopped the experiment.”

"Did you hear that, did you hear that, it's 734 mu!" Xiao Dongping shouted to Lin Anbao like a fighting rooster.

Lin Anbao's face was a bit ugly. He stepped forward, looked at the blades on the rotary tiller, and asked the operator, "Is there any difference between the field you tested and other fields?"

The operator said: "There is no difference."

"Did you hear that, did you hear that, it's not a soft ground at all, it's just an ordinary piece of land!" Xiao Dongping made sense again, ready to pursue the victory.

Lin Anbao said: "Old Xiao, what are you happy about? Come and see, your blades are sharpened to the point of no edge, while others' blades are still in good condition. Compared with others, you are far behind. I reckon, this should be The technology of the mechanical cultivators is relatively high, and the wear of the blades is low. If all the blades of the Hongxing factory are used, maybe 1,000 mu can be plowed.”

"Just blow it!" Xiao Dongping walked forward while talking, and leaned over to look at the two blades. Indeed, the edge of one of the blades was worn bald to the point where it needed to be replaced. And the other kind of blade is not as good as what Lin Anbao said, it is just a little bit short of being bald, and it has a lifespan of dozens of mu at most.

"Old Lin, you don't have common sense. With just such a blade, if you plow another 50 acres at most, it will definitely be completely worn out. The life expectancy is basically reduced by 800 acres. What 1,000 acres are you? You can really boast." Xiao Dongping said disdainfully.

"Even if it's 800 mu, it's better than your 700 mu." Lin Anbao said.

"We are 734 mu, okay?"

"That's because the old flower let go of the water."

"Old Hua, tell me, did you let the water go?" Xiao Dongping turned to Hua Guoying and asked.

Hua Guoying stepped forward, and said with a smile, "You two are really interesting. We had a quarrel before we figured out the situation. I deliberately didn't explain it clearly on the phone, just to see the jokes between you two. "

"Joke? What joke?" Lin Anbao didn't react for a while.

Xiao Dongping was stunned for a second, then suddenly thought of something. He squatted down, not too dirty, stretched out his hand and wiped the mud on the rotary tiller blade desperately, one after another, and when he wiped the fifth piece, he couldn't help laughing wildly: "Hahahaha, Lao Tzu Tai Temo is very happy, Lin Anbao, you have today too!"

"What do you mean?" Lin Anbao was laughed at by Xiao Dongping, he squatted down with Xiao Dongping, poked his head around, and couldn't help being dumbfounded. I saw that on the blades that had not been bald, they were marked with the mark of Qingfeng Factory, and the ones that were bald were the blades of Red Star Factory.

"You two idiots!" Hua Guoying was overjoyed with his prank, and he laughed: "The most stupid is Lao Xiao, your blades are of such good quality, you don't even have the confidence to do so. I have already discovered that , the ones that are worn out are the blades of Red Star, and the blades of Qingfeng Factory can still be used for at least tens of mu."

"What tens of acres, at least 200 acres can be used!" Xiao Dongping immediately forgot what he said just now, and added more than one hundred acres of false head with one mouth.

"The 50 acres you mentioned just now, is it too late to change your words?" Lin Anbao retorted.

"Even if it's 50 mu, we still have 800 mu, which is much better than the 700 mu of the shitty Red Star Factory..."

"It's 734 acres!"

"It's the old flower who let the water go!"

The operator looked at the two middle-aged men who exchanged speeches in a blink of an eye, like two children without integrity, and couldn't help laughing until their stomach hurt.