Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

Chapter 256: Can both make money and keep money

The entrance of Panpan Furniture Factory.

Fan Bingbing looked at the spacious and majestic porch and felt briefly absent-minded.

She had never seen the Xingwang Furniture Factory, which had been living in the village and developed in a shabby way, but she had really seen the Mandifei Furniture Factory in Lannidu.

That's where high-end fake foreign brand furniture is produced.

But compared with Panpan Furniture Factory, they all fell behind.

After all, how can a small factory with just a few acres of land compare with a large factory building of nearly a hundred acres?

While Fan Bingbing was sighing, she heard an old man peeking out of the factory communication room window and shouting from a distance: "Hey, what are you doing?"

At this time, Fan Bingbing thought that she had just arrived, was unfamiliar with the place, and had no one to introduce her.

Looking back at the boss, Santana had already left.

I could only step forward and say politely: "Uncle, I'm looking for Fan Weimin, he cooks here."

As a result, when the concierge heard this, his attitude immediately changed: "It's Lao Fan, come in quickly, he is busy in the cafeteria." Then he asked again: "By the way, you got off the boss's car, right?"

Fan Bingbing nodded repeatedly: "Yeah, I took the boss's car back."

The concierge was not surprised at all, he waved his hand and said: "Come in quickly, go straight to the right and you will reach the cafeteria."

"Thank you, uncle."

After thanking her, Fan Bingbing walked along the newly paved asphalt road in the factory.

After bypassing the three-story building in the middle, several oversized factory buildings appeared in front of us, and the one with the hottest air was naturally the canteen and kitchen of the factory.

This is definitely not wrong.

But in comparison, the rumbling and busy sounds coming from the factory still shocked Fan Bingbing's heart.

Open the cafeteria door.

It was empty inside, but in the area connected to the kitchen, several people were sitting on climbing stools, hunched over choosing vegetables.

In the back kitchen, there stood a chef wearing a white apron, holding a large spoon in his hand and looking back and forth.

Fan Bingbing's eyes couldn't help but moisten.

The words "Father and Mother" were blurted out, but their throats were dumb and they were not shouted out at all.

In the end, it was Chef Ge's wife who looked back and said, "Whose daughter is so handsome?"

When Old Fan's wife heard this, she raised her head and froze there. She murmured: "Bingbing, Bingbing, is that you?"

Fan Bingbing didn't even bother to carry her luggage. She walked a few steps over, cleared her throat, and then called out: "Dad, Mom!"

Fan Weimin threw the big spoon, and Goutou rushed out.

While rushing, I wiped my hands left and right on the apron. When I reached the front, I realized that I couldn't do anything. I could only smile: "You're back, are you hungry? Dad will make some hand-made noodles for you!"

Father as a mountain.

Fan Bingbing threw herself into the arms of Lao Fan's wife and cried heartily.

Next to her, Mrs. Ge, the cook, still looked puzzled: "It's a good thing to come back from work. Why is this girl still crying?"

Chef Ge scolded: "You know nothing!"

Mrs. Ge's mother-in-law was not afraid at all: "I don't understand, but you understand!"

Fortunately, Mrs. Fan quickly stopped her emotions, pulled her daughter and said, "This is your Uncle Ge and Aunt Wang."

Fan Bingbing quickly called out: "Uncle Ge, Aunt Wang."

Lao Fan's wife then asked: "Why did you come back? Why didn't you tell me or your father and ask your father to pick you up?"

Fan Bingbing whispered: "I hitchhiked back with my boss and sat directly at the factory gate."

Lao Fan's wife immediately said happily: "No wonder," and then explained to the Ge family: "My daughter works in Shanghai with the boss."

Chef Ge's wife immediately said sternly: "Wow, working with the boss is a big deal."

Chef Ge took the opportunity to ask: "I heard that the boss has two factories in Shanghai. Is this true or false?"

Fan Bingbing nodded slightly.

Chef Ge sighed after hearing this: "The boss has made a lot of money."

"No!" Old Fan's wife said, "Our Panpan Furniture Factory alone is still in short supply."

"I think back then," Chef Ge lit up a pipe: "When the boss got married and took a wife, the family was so poor! Now that we live in the small building, I heard it's as warm as spring inside, and we don't even need to wear cotton-padded jackets."

If you live in a building and I live in a bungalow, you will be happier than me.

The happiness of rural people is so simple and simple.

Soon, a steaming bowl of hand-made noodles was served, with a poached egg underneath.

Fan Bingbing was already hungry.

As soon as he picked up the chopsticks, he was about to put the noodles into his mouth. He was so frightened that Lao Fan quickly stopped him: "Slow down, it's hot!"

Instead, the daughter-in-law complained: "You can't wait until it cools down a bit before serving it to your daughter."

Fan Bingbing picked up her noodles and let them cool, then interrupted and asked: "Dad, are you fine now?"

Fan Weimin's face glowed red, and he spread his hands: "Thanks to Boss Wu, I feel alive again now. You have to work hard with Boss Wu, he is a real capable person. Not only can he make money, but he can also keep it."

"I know, Dad."

"Eat quickly."

At the same time, Wu's small building.

Wu Yuan and his wife Yang Luoyan also enjoyed hand-made noodles.

Liu Hui's cooking skills are not as good as Chef Fan's.

But she used the newly made sauce beans this year, fried the sauce with the shredded pork, and poured it on the hand-rolled noodles, which gave it a unique Beigang flavor.

Wu Yuan ate so deliciously that he didn't have time to talk.

Yang Luoyan clicked her tongue and said, "Mom, these soy beans are so delicious. Where did they come from?"

Liu Hui said disapprovingly: "For the Chinese New Year, who doesn't make some soy beans, tofu, steamed buns and the like?"

Yang Luoyan stuck out his sweet tongue and did not dare to continue.

Just keep your head down and eat noodles.

After the couple finished eating, Yang Luoyan was about to clean up.

Lin Miaomiao arrived, followed by Zhao Baojun, who was carrying a handbag on his shoulders and sweating profusely.

As soon as she entered the door, Lin Miaomiao shouted: "I'm so hungry, is there anything to eat?"

Wu Yuan burped and said, "Your second aunt didn't leave you to eat?"

"I'll keep it," Lin Miaomiao said casually, "but I can't get used to the food at my second aunt's house."

This point actually followed Wu Yuan.

Hearing this, Yang Luoyan stood up and said, "There just happens to be a lot of shredded pork sauce. I'll get you a bowl of noodles soon."

Lin Miaomiao got an advantage and said obediently: "Thank you, aunt, it's better to be aunt!"

Turning around, she took the two children from Liu Hui's hands and played with them on her lap for a while.

After returning it to Liu Hui, both children had bracelets on their hands, tied with a red rope and with a golden gourd hanging on them.

Liu Hui took a look and said, "Hey, this pure gold one can make a lot of money, right?"

Lin Miaomiao covered it up: "Cousin, the New Year's gift my cousin bought for her child doesn't cost much."

This sentence made Liu Hui smile happily.

Now I feel happier buying things for my two children than buying things for her.

But with just one word from Wu Yuan, the eldest niece who had made a swollen face and pretended to be fat was brought back to her true form.

"Okay, since it doesn't cost much, every year in the future can't be worse than this year. It has to be better every year, right?"

Lin Miaomiao collapsed immediately: "Huh?"

Two gold gourds weigh more than three grams of pure gold, which is worth a lot of money.

Zhao Baojun chuckled: "Don't worry, I'm here with you. I will work hard to make money in the future, and I promise not to let you lose face in front of the two children."