Wealth

The three brothers are well-known in the village, and naturally there is also Professor Wang's shadow.

The construction of the pig farm can be done by asking people in the village to help. Anyway, it is slack time for the farming. As long as you greet you, everyone is still willing to help. When the time comes, you only need to prepare more meals for the hospitality, tools and so on. Every family has it. It’s not difficult to use a road roller to level the road. There are self-use machines in the factory. Then tell them that they will support the peasant brothers in the construction. They can be pulled out without worrying about the oil problem. In this era, the oil guarantee for military factories is still very sufficient.

Fan Wubing vaguely remembered that one year there was a fire in the factory, which burned most of a workshop. The reason was that workers used gasoline to clean the paint on the concrete floor when they were cleaning the workshop, and they accidentally caught fire. The flames rushed up to the fourth floor and trapped the people working on it. At that time, five people were burned to death, causing a major accident. The last team leader and workshop director were both implicated and sat down. The class room for a few years was a scapegoat.

Fortunately, the factory is loyal enough. The brothers who have committed the crime are taken care of by the family. There are also leaders who come to visit during the holidays. Three years later, after the people are released, they are directly promoted by one level. The big guys have no complaints, after all. It was for the factory to come out to commit the crime, and this should be taken care of.

　　 Anyway, by going to Dad, the backbone of the leadership in the factory, Fan Wuyi can still get a lot of light.

My mother Zhang Mei has also fallen into Fan Wu's calculations. Although it is impossible for her to find some free volunteers, the people's teachers can still be used in creating public opinion. At that time, they will be in the small meeting of the conference. Occasionally, the reputation of Fan Wuyi's pig farm spread. There are many people who want to eat pork and can't reach the door. The emergence of such a private pig farm has just fulfilled the wish of many people.

At present, the most annoying thing for Fan Wubing is still the problem of funding. He has already begun to consider some of his collections that can be directly cashed out. Although Panshi City is a small place, these things are not valuable, but in In the provincial capital, the underground collection market is already showing signs of rising.

Fan Wubing decided that if the funding problem could not be resolved this week, he would take the three brothers to the provincial capital first. Of course, this must also be approved by his parents, although he does not look like a three-year-old child anymore. Looks good, but he is actually less than three years old! Adults can't rest assured that it must be considered.

　　 But when Fan Wubing was worried about funding, someone came to the door.

　　 "Is anyone in the house?" a voice with a southern accent asked in the courtyard outside the door.

　　 "Who? So early in the morning—" Fan Wubing got up from the bed, rubbed his eyes, and muttered.

The work and rest hours in the factory and school are the same. They started work at 7:30 in the morning. Fan Ting and Fan Kang have also gone to school. Zhang Mei is now a busy person in the Bureau of Culture and Education. Fan Wuyi left himself.

Although Fan Wubing has always been an adult’s way of thinking, his body looks like a child, so he feels as much as his peers. It was when he was sleepy and was disturbed at first glance. Naturally unhappy.

　　 "Who are you looking for?" Fan Wuyi opened the door and asked when he walked to the yard.

　　 "Wow-such a small child -" The other party spoke Cantonese Mandarin, and was surprised to see Fan Wuyao.

Hearing this, Fan Wubing looked up at the other party, only to see that the other party was in his thirties, and his appearance was upright, that is, he was not too tall, at most 1.7 meters, he saw himself pushing the door with a face. The surprise.

"If you have something to say, no adults are there. Don't wander around here if you are okay. There is a dog in the yard who specializes in biting strangers." Fan Wuyi was not in a good mood. One was disturbed by someone to sleep, and the other was. Upset funding issues.

"Wow—the children speak so aggressively—Little brother, do you know that there is a waste collection center here?" The man couldn't help being even more surprised when he saw Fan Wuyi's posture as a small adult, and asked patiently. The emphasis in his dialect is too strong, and once he speaks too much, it is difficult to distinguish the details.

　　 As the saying goes, the sky is not afraid, and the earth is not afraid, just because Laoguang speaks Mandarin.

I came across such a Cantonese in the morning, speaking in Mandarin that he didn't understand. Fan Wuyao's mood was not too depressed, especially the waste acquisition center that the other party said was not in line with his thoughts. , But fortunately, they were asking about their own business, and they had to deal with it anyway, so they snorted, "What waste collection center? Xiaoye, I am a collection center for idle items! Not a garbage collector! I want to collect it. Garbage, please go over there, and in five minutes you will see a garbage station with all kinds of scraps of copper and iron!" After that, he pointed his hand to the west.

"My little brother is amazing! Yes, I'm looking for what kind of idle item acquisition center! Can you tell me the place? I have candy for you here." As soon as the Cantonese heard that there is such a purchase center here, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com did not pay attention to Fan Wuyi's bad tone. He asked anxiously, but reached into his pocket and touched a few pieces of candy.

　　Who is Fan Wuyi? ! After a slight glance, he recognized that the man was holding the prestigious white rabbit toffee, and he couldn't help but get angry from his heart, so he dared to use melamine to poison me, my heart is really shameful. !

"I'm the one who collects things. Are you here to buy things or sell things? But let me tell you first, I'm a little nervous on my hands recently. If you sell things, the money should be slowed down. Yes." Fan Wubing said to the Cantonese sternly.

"Wow -" the Cantonese suddenly said in surprise, "Really? Don't lie to me! Is there a boss as small as you?! I'm here to collect things, if this purchase center is your grown-up Yes, please help find them, okay? This is for business, not for playing house!"

　　 "Collecting things? Is there enough money?" When Fan Wubing heard that the other party was here to collect things, his mood suddenly improved a lot.

　　 The Cantonese patted his clothes pocket and replied quite proudly, "It's all about big business, do you think the money is enough?"

"If you have money to talk, please come in and talk. But, can you straighten your tongue before you speak? It's really tormenting to hear you speak Mandarin—" Fan Wuyao said with a grin. People let into the house.

　　 Cantonese people are embarrassed and have doubts in their hearts. Isn't this kid in front of him a real kid? Isn't he a dwarf or something? But if you look closely, the other party obviously doesn't have any diseases such as hyperplasia, which is a bit puzzling.

　　 Fortunately, it’s the same for business talks and whoever talks to. As long as he has what I need in his hand, I have the money he needs.