Scholars in the courtyard

Yang Xiaotao was held by Sun Guo's hand, feeling the strength and warmth, and somewhat understood the inner persistence of the middle-aged man in front of him.

I think back then, when he was in the steel rolling mill, Sun Guo was a strong competitor for the director.

If Yang Xiaotao hadn't flashed his butterfly wings and helped Wang Guodong rise to the top, he would have been the deputy director of the machinery factory.

Later, when I became a branch factory, I also had great ambitions and wanted to do something great.

As a result, fate played a trick on people, and a lot of big and small things happened in the first branch factory. Recently, Yu Haitang even caused a big headache.

Sun Guo has always been unable to hold his head high over this matter.

Everyone in the first branch factory was holding back their energy.

This is why everyone was excited when Yang Xiaotao handed over the task to the No. 1 branch factory.

This is Yang Xiaotao's trust in them.

This is their opportunity to perform meritoriously.

This is even more of an opportunity to prove them.

"Uncle Sun, what you said is serious."

Yang Xiaotao held his hands and comforted softly, "We used to work in a steel rolling mill. We are one family and we don't speak the same language."

Sun Guo nodded, truly convinced of Yang Xiaotao.

Who wouldn’t like such a capable leader who can also give credit to his subordinates?

"Just wait, there's a surprise in here."

Yang Xiaotao suddenly spoke to ease the atmosphere, then walked to the thresher. After looking at it, he reached out and touched it this time. Then he walked to the grain outlet and put his hand in.

Sun Guo and others were a little curious and stepped forward one after another to see what the surprise was.

Then he saw Yang Xiaotao take out a handful of wheat, and Sun Guo's eyes widened in disbelief.

Why is there wheat in here?

Everyone is curious.

Yang Xiaotao asked someone to take the bag, and then dug into it again until it was all clean. Everyone looked at the wheat in the bag and estimated that it weighed three to five kilograms.

"Mr. Yang, this."

Yang Xiaotao clapped his hands, "This is a problem with the equipment itself. When the fan is blowing, there is a dead spot. The wind at this position is small and will accumulate over time."

Everyone suddenly realized it, and then they all recognized the surprise.

Yang Xiaotao thought to himself, "Sure enough, there is still no change."

In his previous life, when he was in the countryside, he heard from the villagers that in those years there were machines in the brigade, and the people who were responsible for operating the machines used their hands to save a lot of extra food.

It was a happy life in the village at that time.

At first, no one noticed it, until many years later, the threshing machine broke down, and the operator was too drunk to fix it.

As a result, the village found a master from another village to repair it, and only then did everyone discover the fishiness inside.

After that, the people who were originally responsible for operating the machines in the village could no longer hold their heads high in the village, and their children left the village after they got married.

Yang Xiaotao didn't want this kind of thing to happen, so he checked in advance to see if it was possible.

I didn't expect it to happen.

"Comrades, although this is a surprise to us, it is also the blood and sweat of the farmer brothers."

"From now on, we must make it clear to our farmer brothers that every time we finish work, we must clean the machine and take out the wheat."

"We can't ruin our reputation just for three pounds of wheat."

Sun Guo and others immediately nodded to express their understanding, but quickly communicated with their eyes. Then Sun Guo stepped forward and said, "Mr. Yang!"

"This thresher has been produced. It must have a name. Can you help us pick one?"

"name?"

"We have to give it a name. We can't always call it Thresher!"

Yang Xiaotao nodded, but did not agree, but looked at everyone, "This machine is everyone's credit. Let's listen to everyone's opinions when it comes to naming it!"

"The minority must obey the majority!"

When Yang Xiaotao said this, Sun Guo was stunned, but when he thought that Yang Xiaotao was not Yang Youning, he didn't say much and discussed the name with everyone.

Sure enough, after much discussion, everyone still wanted to put their own factory in their name.

However, there were too many characters for the first branch of Hongxing Machinery Factory, so I cut out two characters and finally named it "Red One-Type Automatic Threshing Machine".

Yang Xiaotao didn't say much after hearing this. It's just a name, the important thing is the function. As long as the function meets the requirements and the reputation is good, farmers will naturally remember the manufacturer that produced it.

"Okay, that's it."

"Next, I'll tell you how to install it on the tractor."

Yang Xiaotao clapped his hands and didn't want to worry too much about this, but wanted to arrange the rest of the things as soon as possible.

The surrounding masters immediately became interested. Many masters came to the front and took good positions, while others lined up behind them according to their rank.

This is what Mr. Yang wants to teach them. This kind of opportunity to learn at close range is rare.

Yang Xiaotao walked to the thresher, pointed at the thresher and started talking.

"Our machine cannot stay in the workshop. It needs to be pulled out into the fields. The wheels are attached to the front of the tractor..."

After Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, someone immediately found a Red Star tractor that was ready to leave the factory.

Immediately, Yang Xiaotao guided everyone to install it.

"This power can be completely replaced by the tractor head, and then the flywheel will be connected..."

"You need two belts here, look for them."

"Of course, a separate engine can also be used, but that is a bit wasteful, but it can be a precaution at critical times..."

An hour later, Sun Guo felt itchy when he saw the installed thresher. He rubbed his hands and stepped forward to shake the tractor. Then he sat on the seat reserved for the thresher. The sound of machine rumbling sounded again in the workshop, and then he went outside. .

Yang Xiaotao stood aside with a calm expression.

The workers around them cheered as they watched their factory director slowly drive the tractor out of the workshop.

The night was hot and humid, but the group of people didn't feel it at all, because they knew that the machine in front of them would bring them huge benefits.

There are so many rural areas in the country, even if there is one machine in each town, it is a huge number.

Everyone cheered and ran out. Deputy factory director Tian Hui and Li Hexian were relatively steady and stayed with Yang Xiaotao.

However, the excitement on their faces was like a puddle under the moonlight, shining under the light.

"Boss Yang!"

Tian Hui glanced at Yang Xiaotao and took out a cigarette and handed it to Yang Xiaotao.

After taking out a lighter and lighting it, he carefully asked, "Do you think you should start production of this thresher immediately?"

Yang Xiaotao perked up, "I will definitely produce it, but it's a little late now. Wheat harvest has already ended in many places!"

The two looked at each other helplessly.

This is not a good time!

"However, this machine is not only used to thresh wheat, but also rice!"

Hearing this, the two immediately became energetic. Isn't the rice in the south just right?

"Mr. Yang, what do you mean?"

Yang Xiaotao nodded, "I will talk to the higher-ups, and the specific arrangements will depend on them."

"However, you have also seen the benefits of this thresher, and the higher-ups will definitely give you tasks. So you must organize manpower as soon as possible and produce with all your strength."

"Understood."

"Don't worry, we will do nothing in the future and work overtime to get it done!"

The two of them promised, and the workers around them also smiled when they heard it. This is a good thing that benefits the country and the people. For their branch factory, it means an improvement in welfare benefits.

As for the leaders of the branch factory, they obviously think more in their hearts.

They want to show off more.

In the middle of the night, the cool breeze finally came down and dispelled the sultry air.

Yang Xiaotao drove the car, Xiaowei sat on the steering wheel, the wheels rolled, and slowly drove towards the courtyard.

Thinking about what happened since the Chinese New Year.

First, the earthquake struck suddenly, not to mention being caught off guard, but also lasted for so long.

Even now, the disaster area is still trembling with fear.

It is said that sometimes people dream in the middle of the night, and then run out in fear and shout that there is an earthquake.

Then the Coordination Office was set up under the pretext of the earthquake, and then the Supervision Group entered the factory.

Supervision Group, Wang Zhuo...

Then the metallurgical matter...

Swish...

Yang Xiaotao lit a cigarette, put his fingers outside the car, and his mood slowly calmed down.

Some things seem lucky to others, but he knows that in addition to luck, the more important thing is information and intelligence.

And they themselves are not clean, which gave him the opportunity.

But this kind of thing can't always be on your side.

Just like Song Tao said, every time Yang Xiaotao participated in an event, it was not small, but every time it ended successfully, which was definitely abnormal.

Yang Xiaotao could only smile after hearing this.

There is no way, if you want to do your own thing well, you have to do it abnormally.

"It's only 1966!"

"Hell mode has just begun!"

Yang Xiaotao threw the cigarette butt into the darkness, and it bounced a little spark on the ground. It was blown to the roadside by the evening breeze and lay alone on the road.

Stepping on the accelerator, the jeep accelerated towards the courtyard!

Xiaowei tilted her head and didn't understand what Yang Xiaotao meant, but she has now passed the period of talking too much and learned to bury her thoughts in her heart.

There is plenty of time for her to talk in the long life ahead.

The car stopped at the entrance of the alley, Yang Xiaotao got out of the car, locked the door and walked towards the courtyard.

The door was not locked, Yang Xiaotao pushed it open and went in.

But when he entered the door, he heard footsteps from behind.

Yang Xiaotao looked back to see who came back so late.

Then he saw Qin Huairu walking towards him with a basket in her hand with a happy look.

Yang Xiaotao saw Qin Huairu, and Qin Huairu also saw Yang Xiaotao at the door, and then subconsciously covered the cloth on the basket!

Fortunately, Yang Xiaotao just glanced at her and didn't take her seriously at all, so he turned back and walked into the yard.

Seeing this, Qin Huairu breathed a sigh of relief.

Last time I went back to my mother's house, I talked to my mother and told her that anyone who couldn't give birth to a child or a son could ask her for help.

At first, Qin's mother didn't believe it, but her daughter said that many people had children because of the secret recipe she got from the city, so she chose to believe her daughter.

Moreover, she also wanted to help her daughter. In addition, after her son used it, he hesitated and didn't object. Even her daughter-in-law wanted to ask for more medicinal wine in private, so that the Qin family could have more branches.

This made her believe that the recipe was true.

So she spread it to places far away from the city according to her daughter's words.

Unexpectedly, someone really came to the door.

So the reputation of the Qin family's medicinal wine began to spread.

Now is the time to harvest.

So this is the "road to wealth" she found with great difficulty, and Yang Xiaotao must not know about it.

She kept her distance from Yang Xiaotao and waited for him to pass through the hanging flower gate before walking into the yard.

After returning home, Qin Huairu quickly closed the door.

The two children were at the aunt's house, and there was no one at home.

Qin Huairu carefully put down her things, then leaned on the window to look at the Yang family's location, and saw that the lights in the house were on, and there was no one in the yard.

She didn't dare to turn on the lights, but carefully sat back on the bed.

Then she took the basket, opened the cloth covering it, and revealed the contents.

A cloth bag filled with flour, which looked like a lot.

A bag of eggs, seven or eight at a glance.

Qin Huairu carried the bag to the flour jar, opened it and looked at the empty bottom of the jar, then opened the bag and poured it in.

Only when the last bit of flour entered the jar and could not be shaken out did she put the bag aside.

Then she used a flour scoop to flatten the flour. Although it was only a small half, it was a good sign, allowing her to see a way to make money.

She turned around and put the eggs away, and decided to fry them tomorrow to let her two daughters eat better.

After everything was done, she turned back and lay down on the bed to rest.

The room was a little stuffy, but Qin Huairu's heart was sweet, and coupled with the fatigue of running around, she fell asleep soon.

In her dream, she saw many people holding children and coming to her. They held gifts in their hands, including food, meat, eggs, and money...

Everyone thanked her and fawned on her...

She saw the envious eyes of the people in the yard, she saw Yang Xiaotao's helpless look, she saw Ran Qiuye's bitter face and unwillingness, she saw Sha Zhu holding the child and smiling at her...

Huff...

Qin Huairu closed her eyes and kicked her legs hard, then continued to sleep.

As if she was going to kick Sha Zhu away.