I Had a Home In 1982 Chapter 403

   Chapter 403 402. Qiao An, a rich businessman from overseas Chinese (desperately asking for a monthly ticket)

   Watching the overseas Chinese businessman gulp down the noodles and drink the soup, Yao Dangbing was stunned.

  I grass? ? ?

   is unbelievable!

   so much that he couldn't help asking: "Mr. Qiao, does this bowl of noodles taste like those noodles your mother made for you back then?"

  Mr. Qiao didn't speak, he ate noodles and soup with big mouthfuls, and expressed his meaning with the thumbs up of his left hand.

   Yao Dangbing hugged the back of his head with both hands on the spot.

   Teacher Wang actually did it?

  Can Mr. Wang travel back in time to the childhood of this overseas Chinese businessman to see how his mother made noodles? ?

  The sea bowl is big, like a small bowl. There is a lot of noodles and soup in it. Mr. Qiao ate it all in one go!

   He finally picked up the bowl and drank the soup, wiped his lips with his back, and let out a sigh of relief: "Hoo, it's delicious! It's delicious!"

   Yao Dangbing hurriedly asked, "I'll give you another bowl?"

Mr. Qiao laughed and waved his hand to refuse: "No, I ate this bowl after holding my breath. If I didn't want to recall some of the flavors of my youth and let me eat slowly, how could I now? Can you eat such a big bowl of noodles?"

   "Lian Po is too old to eat!"

   Yao Dangbing smiled and said: "Mr. Qiao, you are very polite, you are not Lian Po, you are a white person in the business field, and Lian Po you can fight dare not go out to fight!"

  Mr. Qiao waved his hand again and asked interestedly, "Which chef made this bowl of noodles? Is it convenient to come out and chat?"

   "He is a smart man to be able to make such a bowl of noodles!"

Yao Dangbing said: "That must be a smart person. This bowl of noodles was not made by a chef, but by a teacher. This teacher is very strange to you, but to our county people, he is like a fairy. character!"

   Mr. Qiao asked, "I once heard of a teacher surnamed Wang..."

   "It's him!" Yao Dangbing said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to know about our teacher Wang, Mr. Qiao."

  Mr. Qiao widened the belt buckle and said, "Mr. Wang is very famous. I have heard many people talking about him."

   "Since Teacher Wang is here, can you invite him out to meet and have a chat?"

   Yao Dangbing hurriedly went to the kitchen to invite Wang Yi.

  Wang Yi ate peanuts and said with a smile: "He is a capitalist, or a foreign capitalist, and then he can see me if he wants to see me?"

   This is very pretentious.

   But he didn't pretend to be coercive on purpose. He had nothing to do with these rich businessmen and overseas Chinese, and he didn't want to see each other, and he didn't need to see each other.

   He chose to make this noodles simply because he wanted to help Yao become a soldier, after all, this is Manager Xu's confidant.

   In fact, he was quite unsure about doing this, he just implemented the inference.

   Originally, he thought that as long as he helped, whether it was successful or not, it would be regarded as a face for Yao Dangbing and Manager Xu. He didn't stand by and watch, this was already a warm heart.

  I didn't expect him to be lucky, the guess about this noodles turned out to be correct, and he actually made noodles that satisfied the rich businessmen and overseas Chinese.

  He said something casually, and a deep voice sounded outside: "Mr. Wang, I don't want to see you casually, I just want to express my gratitude to you face to face."

  The Lord is here.

  Wang Yi was suddenly embarrassed.

   He glared at Yao Dangbing: Don't you say anything when the mother is coming?

   Yao is even more embarrassed when he is a soldier.

  How could he know that Mr. Qiao would follow him to find Wang Yi? I didn't think about it at all, because Mr. Qiao is a very talented person, and he always tells people to do everything he does, and usually doesn't do it himself.

   Now that the Master is here, Wang Yi doesn't look good if he doesn't go out, so he patted the peanut skins stained on his hands and went out.

   Yao Dangbing introduced them to them. Mr. Qiao's full name is Qiao Anan. He shook hands with Wang Yi politely and asked, "Can Teacher Wang sit down with you?"

  Wang Yi waved and said 'please'.

After being seated, Qiao An An asked with great interest: "I take the liberty to ask, how did you make this bowl of noodles, Mr. Wang? It is no exaggeration to say that I have eaten thirty or fifty bowls of sweet potato noodles in the county. , but never a bowl that satisfied me."

   "So, how did you do it?

   Yao Dangbing cheered up and looked at Wang Yi.

   He was also curious about this.

  Wang Yi said calmly, "This is a long story."

   "Then make a long story short." Qiao Anan said domineeringly.

   Wang Yi was not used to his temper and said directly: "I can't make a long story short."

  Qiao An'an's temper is not as bad as Yao Dangbing said. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Speak slowly, I'm here to listen!"

  Wang Yi likes to eat soft rice. When people talk softly, he softens his attitude and says, "Then please listen to Mr. Qiao patiently. This is the case."

   "When I was a teenager, I lived in the Northeast, and I had to eat pork-killing vegetables during Chinese New Year."

   "But not every household can eat pig-killing vegetables, only people with good living conditions can eat it. Then I have a friend whose family conditions are not good, and he is a funnel in the forest farm."

   "The pigs raised in his family can't be killed and eaten during the Chinese New Year, but they have to be sold to high-end households and exchanged for money so that they can have a good New Year for the family."

   "But even though they can't cook pig-killing dishes at home, his father will cook him delicious sauerkraut stewed vermicelli for tortillas during the twelfth lunar month."

   "Only the twelfth lunar month can make this taste, and they all get up early in the morning to eat, and suddenly such a pot of fragrant sauerkraut stewed vermicelli pops up in the freezing cold!"

   "What's going on?"

"He later got up early in the morning and secretly went to see his father go to work in the kitchen, but found that his father had boiled a pot of pig bone soup at night. These pig bones were all smashed, and the residual bone marrow was carefully picked out and placed in one. in a bowl."

   "The soup made from pork bones boiled overnight is very fragrant. It is delicious for stewing sauerkraut vermicelli. The corn cakes on the pot stickers are mixed with chopped bone marrow."

   "Such a bowl of sauerkraut stewed vermicelli and pancakes is naturally delicious."

"But why is there such a delicious meal only in the twelfth lunar month?" Wang Yi sighed softly, "Because only the twelfth lunar month has pig-killing dishes, and only when people make pig-killing dishes, they invite his father to dinner. Dad can secretly bring back the pig bones left by others to make soup and stew!"

   He didn't add any extra emotion to these remarks, he just said it.

   But as the saying goes, when love is strong, there is a breeze.

   The more blandly he told such a past event, the more shocking he felt.

  Yao Dangbing's eyes turned red with emotion: "Mr. Wang, is this friend you are talking about yourself?"

   "I once heard Manager Xu mention your teenager. He said that your parents were unfairly sent to the Northeast, but you lost your mother at a young age because of your father's help - your father is really a great father!"

   The friend Wang Yi said was definitely not himself.

   is his father.

   This is really what his grandfather did to his father back then.

   There is no need for him to answer, Yao Dangbing already has the answer.

   And he extended the answer down and said, "Mr. Joe, I see."

   "Your mother worked as a cook for the ship's owner back then. She should have picked up some leftover chicken bones and brought them back to make soup and stewed sweet potato noodles for you. That's why these noodles are so delicious, right?"

   "No wonder you were so angry when our section chief said that your mother secretly brought chicken soup to the house. Madam Qiao is a self-improving and upright lesbian. How could she do such a thing?"

  Joe Security did not answer.

   He closed his eyes and pondered for a while. After opening his eyes, he sighed and said, "A parent's love for their children is the most sincere feeling in the world!"

   "In the early years, I read the famous novel "The Condor Heroes" by Mr. Jin Yong, a novelist on Hong Kong Island, and saw that he mentioned a poem at the beginning of "Ask what love is in the world, and directly teach life and death."

   "Mr. Jin Yong is talented and I admire him very much, but he has not experienced the pure and unreserved love of parents for their children."

"If you have experienced this kind of love, you will know that the promise of life and death is nothing. The real 'love' is the love of parents for their children. They do not let their children have a life and death promise with themselves. Live, live well, live healthy and have self-esteem!"

   Wang Yi said: "So some people say that the love of parents for their children is natural, and the love of children for their parents is human nature."

  Qiao An An laughed loudly when he heard this, and he said to Yao Dangbing, "Please, Leader Yao, help me go out and buy a bottle of wine. I want the best wine in the county."

   "Mr. Wang's words just now are really clear. How many places have I traveled all over my life and how many people have I met, but I have never heard such an insightful sentence!"

   "You have to make a big splash!"

   Yao went out as a soldier.

  The smile on Qiao An'an's face disappeared immediately, and he leaned on the window with some melancholy and looked at the sky through the window.

   Autumn is high and crisp, blue sky and white clouds.

   Then he asked Wang Yi, "Did your father tell you the story you just told?"

   Wang Yi hasn't had time to answer yet.

   Qiao An has said to himself: "Then your father is really a great person, no wonder he can cultivate a great you."

   "He not only wants to keep you full, but also tries his best to protect your self-esteem and make you confident and proud as you grow up."

   "Like my mother!"

   "But my experience is completely different from yours. After all, you live in New China, and ordinary people still have to live with more dignity."

   "It's not like this in the old society," he smiled and shook his head. "The chicken bones from the shipowner's house will not be brought home by servants and helpers. They keep a lot of vicious dogs, and they use chicken bones and pig bones to feed the dogs."

   "I'd rather feed a dog than a man to eat, a man's life is not as good as a dog!"

   Wang Yi said: "So the leader must overthrow the old society and the old era no matter what. He wants the common people to stand up and the people to stand up!"

   Qiao An said: "The leader did the right thing. He was born in the old society and has seen how humble the poor people in the old society lived."

"Your father thinks it's a shame for him to be a guest and come back with pig bones to make soup for you. In order not to let you know, he has to get up in the middle of the night to cook every day, so that you can wake up and have food to eat. ."

   "Actually, compared to what my mother did, what he did was not ashamed at all."

   "My mother can't bring back the chicken bones. She only makes me chicken soup and sweet potato noodles once in a while? When? That's when I need my mother's help to clean up the leftovers."

   "Every time the leftovers are cleaned up is a feast for the servants. Others will pick the meat to eat, and my mother will drink chicken soup vigorously."

   "She finds a reason to go home after drinking the chicken soup. What is she going to do at home? You can't even guess what she'll do—"

   "She pinched her throat and made herself spit out the chicken soup she just drank, and used this chicken soup to make hand-rolled noodles made of sweet potato noodles for our brothers and sisters to eat!"

  Wang Yi's eyes straightened when she heard this.

   He thought that what his grandfather did for his father was great, but the old man's mother...

   "It's true!" Qiao Anan looked at him seriously and said, "In domestic fashion, you were born under the red flag and grew up in the sun. You can't imagine such a thing in society."

   "But let me tell you, there are too many things like this in the old society. I have five brothers and sisters in total. The dogs in the owner's house are all shiny, but our six brothers and sisters are swollen due to lack of nutrition."

   "My mother brought chicken soup back to cook noodles in order to nourish us and keep us alive."

   "In the end, we had six brothers and sisters, but I was the only one who survived!"

  Joan's eyes turned red when he said this, "Your father never guards you to deal with those pig bones in order to protect your self-esteem."

   "My mother didn't guard our brothers and sisters and spit out chicken soup to protect our self-esteem. In the old society, people are inferior to dogs. How can we have self-esteem!"

   "She is afraid that we will accidentally leak out what she has done, so that the owner of the ship will no longer hire her, and our family will starve to death!"

  Wang Yi said sadly: "The old society is really terrible."

  Qiao An An said: "When I was abroad, I often attended some gatherings of Chinese celebrities and rich people, and I often heard their emotions at the meeting, how good the Republic of China was."

"Every time I hear this, I feel disgusted. I'm so **** disgusting! At that time, the people of our outer islands were guarding such a big sea, and we still had farmland on the big fish island, and as a result, we starved to death every year. people!"

   "As a result, my father and mother were neither white nor black, working day and night, and my mother had to spit out chicken soup from her stomach to save my life!"

   When he said these words, the veins on his forehead bulged, and he clenched his fist and couldn't help but beat the table.

  The surrounding diners looked over curiously.

  Wang Yi led Qiao to the wing safely.

  Qiao An An squinted his eyes and waved his hands with a smile: "It's okay, Mr. Wang, I lost my temper just now, because I haven't spit out my heart for a long time."

  Wang Yi was very moved, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Qiao, for looking down on me, and actually speaking to me."

Qiao An said with a smile: "I once said these things at the wine table after I went abroad, but those foreigners thought I was drunk and talking nonsense. They didn't believe that this kind of thing was true at all, so I didn't bother to say it. They foreign devils listen."

   "Actually, I told you today that I want to interview you today, not just because of the bowl of sweet potato noodles in clear chicken soup you made."

  Wang Yi asked: "Is it because I have a relationship with the county leaders?"

   With Qiao An's status and ability, he should be able to inquire about this matter, so Wang Yi asked it out simply and generously.

  Qiao An An waved his hand after hearing this: "You underestimate me, I did hear the leaders talk about your relationship with Leader Ye's granddaughter, but I don't take it seriously."

   "Now in the county or even in the entire Jiangnan Province, I am Party A, and your government is Party B in front of me - oh, there is no such thing as Party A and Party B in China?"

  Wang Yi said: "I understand what you mean, the party A makes the request, and the party B is the party carrying out the work."

   "Yes, yes, you know a lot." Qiao Anan nodded with a smile, "Let's get down to business, your chicken noodle soup is much better than my mother's, and the taste is completely different."

   "It's just chicken noodle soup, and it tastes delicious, so I tried my best to get rid of it."

"Ever since I came back to eat sweet potato noodles, I have seen this chicken noodle soup several times, but they are all cooked with old hens carefully boiled in soup, and the noodle soup has a layer of yellow chicken oil, haha, I feel sick when I see it-- I have high cholesterol and blood lipid problems, so I can't eat chicken fat!"

  Wang Yi said: "And your mother drank the chicken soup and spit it out without any oil. Her body is too short of oil and water, and the oil can't come out of her stomach."

   Qiao An said: "Maybe that's the case, or maybe the chicken soup she drank is the base of chicken soup, and the oil and water have long been eaten by people!"

"I hid these things in the deepest memory. I didn't plan to tell people about these things in China. It was your experience that touched me. We have all experienced this pure love for you from your father and for me from my mother. "

   "I have always believed that only parents who have devoted all their love to their children can nurture excellent children. I am such an excellent person, and so are you!"

He looked at Wang Yi with admiration and continued: "You are the most capable of the young people I have seen since I returned to China. Staying in this small county is a grievance for your talent. How about it, do it with me? I will give it to you. You have the opportunity to make you a Dapeng!"

   "Dapeng rises with the same wind in one day, and soars up to 90,000 miles!"

   Hearing his arrogant voice, Wang Yi couldn't help laughing - he really felt funny:

   "Mr. Qiao, I respect you and your mother very much. To be honest, your mother really touched me. I never knew there was such a deep parental love!"

   "You can see how good I am, but you certainly don't know how good I am!"

   After saying these words, he relaxed, leaned on the chair and smiled: "I'm not boasting, if I want to be rich, one year is enough."

"But I don't want to be a rich man, it doesn't make any sense. I want to make every member of our production team a rich man first - and not the rich and ruthless rich man in the old society, but a conscience, morality, and sense of justice in the new era. , Four rich people with a sense of responsibility!"

  Joan looked at him in surprise.

   So proud?

   Are you so confident?

   Boy, you managed to catch my attention!

   Yao came back as a soldier, holding a bottle of Wuliangye in his arms.

  Wang Yi stood up and said to Qiao An An: "Mr. Qiao, my hometown is still poor, but I am getting rid of poverty. It will be a very interesting thing to witness the changes in my hometown."

   "The chicken noodle soup I made today was a mistake and hit your appetite. We have a fate, so maybe we will meet again in the future, goodbye!"

   He waved his hand to leave, and Qiao An asked, "Then can you cook me another bowl of chicken soup and sweet potato noodles?"

  Wang Yi said stunned, "You haven't eaten enough for such a big bowl?"

   Qiao An An said: "I'm full, I want to send it to my mother. She has cooked so many chicken noodle soup, but she has never eaten a bowl of it. This thing has always made me brooding!"

   "The chicken noodle soup you cooked is delicious. I went to look for you just now, but I actually wanted you to cook another bowl for me to take away!"

  Wang Yi agreed, and then secretly thought that my chicken noodle soup must be delicious.

  Shi Yunsheng's chicken soup is nothing special, but the noodles are the best!

   His noodles were made by the master chef, Mr. Mi. How did he make them? Not only sweet potato noodles but also bean noodles and rice noodles are used, and the noodles produced in this way are strong.

   And the fragrance of the noodles comes from the oil residue - he asked Mr. Mi to fry the oil residue with fatty meat, mash the oil residue into the oil residue powder with a garlic mortar and mix it into the noodles to make noodles, so that it will not be fragrant?

   This time I came to the county town to help an old friend a little bit.

   It is a pleasure to help others, and Wang Yi left the restaurant happily to go home.

   But for Yao Dangbing, this is not a small favor, it is saving his work life!

   He was very grateful and came to hold Wang Yi to thank him, saying that no matter what, he would like to have a meal together tonight, and he would treat Wang Yi to have a good meal.

  Wang Yi waved his hand and said, "We have a relationship with Manager Xu, and we are all our own people, so don't be polite."

   "I'm not being polite to you, it's you who helped me a lot. It's not an ordinary job, it's as big as the sky for me!" Yao Dangbing said happily, "So I have to thank you!"

  Wang Yi said: "I really don't need to, let alone invite me to dinner. This restaurant is owned by my family. What do you want me to eat?"

   Yao became a soldier when he heard that this was really the case, so he asked unwillingly: "Then I can definitely help you, right? Do you have anything you need? The old version of RMB?"

  Wang Yi shook his head and said, "No need, don't be busy..."

   "No, no, you must have something you need now." Yao Dangbing said.

  Wang Yi said: "Yes, of course I have things I need now, what I need now are bricks..."

   "Bricks, this is easy to handle." Yao Dangbing said happily, "Go back and wait, I'll contact my colleagues to send you a boat."

   Wang Yi smiled and said, "One boat is not enough, I need ten thousand boats!"

  Suddenly, Yao Dangbing widened his eyes and opened his mouth.

   is like a perch.

  Wang Yi patted him on the shoulder and said, "Forget it, no joke, what I need is a brick kiln factory. I'm going to lead our production team to build a brick kiln factory. You can't help me in this regard."

   Yao Dangbing said: "It's not necessarily true. You must need a lot of money to build a brick kiln, right? I can help you find overseas rich and rich to invest."

   His out-of-the-way vision aimed at Qiao Anan.

  Wang Yi quickly refused: "Don't mess around, this brick kiln factory is our own production team. We don't need outsiders to invest. We have enough money to build a brick kiln factory."

   He read the site selection information for the brick kiln last night. Among them, there is an island called Air Defense Island. It is an uninhabited island. There is a hill on the island.

   The air-raid shelter on this island can be used as a brick kiln firing workshop. It only needs technical changes and the cost is low.

   Yao Dangbing is a simple and sincere person, and he wants to repay Wang Yi, and he takes his hand and insists that he tell him how to repay him.

  Wang Yi thought of the old Pu'er tea cake.

  Some old tea cakes are sold abroad to earn foreign exchange or as gifts for overseas Chinese. Can the Overseas Chinese Federation have access to these tea cakes?

   He asked Yao Dangbing, and Yao Dangbing said, "Pu'er tea cakes from the previous era? Yes!"

   "Our Federation of Returned Overseas Chinese has few others, such as good wine, cigarettes, tea, fabrics and ceramics, because these are our national quintessence!"

   But these things are not all in their unit, but their unit has the opportunity to give priority to allocation in procurement.

   So he went to get a piece of paper, wrote down the years and names of a few valuable tea cakes based on his impression, and asked Yao Dangbing to help him find it.

  These things can command big bucks for 22 years!

   handed the list to Yao Dangbing, and Wang Yi went to take the boat happily - just in time for the afternoon passenger boat.

   When he arrived at the pier and waited for the boat, he saw Wang Dongxi leading people to sell chestnuts and roasted sweet potatoes at the pier. He went over and asked, "How is the business?"

  Wang Dongxi said: "It's very good. It's different from the seafood cold dish. It was bought by adults and brought home to drink. These are bought for children at home to eat."

Wang Yi pointed him and said, "Don't sell in this place, since adults are buying food for children, you have to go to the ferry terminal. I see that there are many business travelers with children, and they are definitely willing to buy food for their children. "

  Wang Dongxi shook his head: "I know this, too. I'm here. There are a lot of people at the ferry terminal, but when I heard our price, I felt that we wanted to rob money, so I left quickly."

   "But the people in our county know that the food we sell on Tianya Island is delicious, they trust us more, and they are willing to pay for it."

  Wang Yi said: "Then you are allowed to taste it..."

   Before he finished speaking, Wang Dongxi shook his head again: "Hey, as long as you are allowed to taste it, believe it or not, five hundred people come to try it every day?"

   "Besides, you can taste peanuts and chestnuts, how about this sweet potato?"

  Wang Yi said: "You have to use your brain, how do you taste this? Cut it with a knife, who wants to cut a piece for them."

   "Don't be afraid of the many people who come to try it, let them taste it, we don't care whether it's fried chestnuts with sugar or roasted sweet potatoes, is it delicious? Can't you buy it elsewhere?"

  Wang Dongxi nodded: "Yes."

  Wang Yi said: "Isn't this enough? Everyone who has tasted it said it was good, this is a live advertisement!"

   "Tell my comrades, don't cherish yourself, be more generous, especially customers with children, they can give their children a good taste if they want to taste it!"

   If the production team wants to make a fortune and become a million-dollar production team, it must not only rely on stalls selling cold vegetables and roasted sweet potatoes, sugar-fried chestnuts, etc., and must have a large income!

   Setting up a stall is to earn a little money and distribute dividends to the members, more than fifty-eight for a family a month—this is already a lot, and it is enough for many people to move from poverty to a moderately prosperous life.

   These days, farmers who can harvest a thousand yuan a year are considered to be a properly well-off family.

   For the production team, to make a lot of money depends on public restaurants, business in Shanghai, and the brick kiln factory that Wang Yi is preparing to lead the production team to build!

   But it is also very important to set up a stall to do small business. The money is not too much, but the flow of water is long, and it also has the advantage of allowing Tianya Island to face the people in the county.

  The gold cup and the silver cup are not as good as the word of mouth of the common people.

  This can build the reputation of Tianya Island. With this word of mouth to pave the way, it will be very convenient for Tianya Island to do other transactions in the county in the future.

   Therefore, Wang Yi asked the sales team not to be stingy, and to be generous, it is difficult to buy a good reputation.

   He took a boat back to Tianya Island. Tianya Island has changed a lot now.

   The reef beach below and around the island pier is covered with a thick layer of sand, all of which are fine white sand.

   The hard laborers are busy pushing carts or carrying loads, scattering the unloaded sea sand around.

   The originally rough and pitted surface turned into a flat sandy beach. When the passenger ship docked at the pier, many people on board were surprised and pointed at the beach.

   Wu Feng, who came down to put the boarding board, smiled and said: "The speed of the commune is really fast, and now this beach is spread out."

  Wang Yi said with a smile: "It's almost there. I guess you'll be very busy later. Once the game is going to be held, you will have to rely on your boat to pick up the audience to our team."

   Wu Feng patted his chest and said, "Mr. Wang, don't talk to me, don't say this is what I should do, just say that you help our grandfather, whatever I do to you is right!"

  Wang Yi rushed to him and waved to the path left between the beaches:

  The beach was soft, and it was inconvenient for members to load and unload goods, so Wang Xianghong instructed the strong laborers to leave a path when topping the sand.

   At this time, he was still leading the strong laborers, and when he saw Wang Yi coming back, he waved.

  Wang Yi went over and asked: "The beach is almost ready? I looked at it all spread out, so is it just waiting to be leveled? There is no sand behind?"

   On a cold day, Wang Xianghong was still sweating on his forehead.

   He wiped his sweat and said, "No, these sands are enough, but now the weather has suddenly cooled down, I don't know if the next game will be organized well."

   Now the laborers have to wear sweaters when they go to sea.

   You can't let athletes play in sweaters, right? People's TV shows short-sleeved shorts, women show thighs and men show -- no one cares about what they show.

  Wang Yi smiled and said, "This is just a cold current, and the cold current should return to warmer in the past, right?"

Wang Xianghong said solemnly, holding the cigarette stick in his mouth: "Hopefully, it was originally just a game within our team, but I didn't expect this game to attract the attention of the county and the commune, and the scale of the game suddenly increased... …”

  He was a little nervous.

   The main reason is that the old captain is too good-looking, and he will be good-looking in this life.

   Then he introduced to Wang Yi: "The captains of several production teams from the commune came over this morning. They will all join the team, but it seems that they are not very keen on this game."

   "Mr. Wang, you said that the weather is so cold, will the game be very deserted? Not many people come to watch the game, how embarrassing it is?"

  Wang Yi said: "It's okay, originally we just planned to entertain ourselves and respond to the country's call to learn the fighting spirit of the women's volleyball team. No matter whether others come to play or not, we just prepare well anyway."

   is the truth.

  Wang Xianghong sighed. He still hoped to organize a grand event. After all, the team had done a lot of preparations for this match.

Seeing that he was in a heavy heart, Wang Yi gave him a suggestion: "In this way, you tell the production teams that the players participating in the volleyball competition can come to our team to buy a competition uniform at the cost price-that is, the style of the students' autumn school uniform. Clothes, but the fabrics are better.”

   "I arranged for the clothing team to start working overtime today and give priority to the production of competition uniforms. The cost is very cheap. It is only ten yuan and eight yuan per piece of fabric. It is estimated that outsiders will be interested in this."

   Wang Xianghong asked: "Can the clothing team do it?"

  Wang Yi smiled and said, "You haven't paid attention to the skills of the workers in our garment team recently. The progress is very fast. You can sew shirts or complete sets of clothing!"

   "And it will be printed on it, such as which production team, which village's name, etc. I can print on the clothes!"

  Wang Xianghong was very curious when he heard this: "How do you print this? Do you use the school's printing press?"

  Wang Yi smiled and shook his head: "You can't use a printing press, you have to use a heat press machine!"

   This is also the same product that big data pushed to him.

  Because he recently bought a lot of needle and thread fabrics, and also bought some sewing reference books, on the basis of these purchases, several online business platforms have recommended heat press machines to him.

   A machine that can print and dye words on clothes at home.

   A very interesting advanced machine.

  With this machine in hand, their clothing team can also produce children's clothing, which can be sent to the Shanghai Small Commodity Market to attract children's heart-wrenching favorite children's clothing in Shanghai!

   (end of this chapter)

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