Chapter 263 Construction site

The fat man took advantage of the heat and easily persuaded Director He of the zoo to guarantee the Qingshan Brewery in Koshantun. The fat man also paid an 800 yuan deposit.

After spending the money, the fat man finally felt at ease: this set of equipment can't be disconnected.

Old Wutou was also in his heart. After planning to join the wife, he simply followed the fat man back and planned to build a winery. The fat man was looking for it. If someone knew how to follow, everything would be easy to do.

The two of them took a long-distance bus back to the county town. The fat man took out Xiao Yueming's big defense, carried Lao Wu's head, and rushed all the way back to Kaoshantun. This trip took another week.

When he arrived at the west end of the Tun, the fat man saw the crowds of people on the construction site, at least hundreds of people working there. Some were digging the foundation with shovels, some used wheelbarrows to push bricks and transport soil, and several large carriages passed by the sand pit and pulled the sand, working very enthusiastically.

Wang Gong was wearing a work clothes, standing on a dirt platform, pointing and making gestures; the construction team of the county construction company was commanded by him.

The fat man couldn't help but smack his lips: "It's so fast that the foundation is almost dug in a few days!" After that, he threw his clothes on his body and hit the handlebar: "Mr. Wu, you go to my house first, I'll work first at the construction site."

Old Wu muttered twice and pushed his bicycle into the village. The fat man came to Wang Gong: "The general who commands thousands of troops is just like this!"

"Stop fooling me." Wang Gong was so happy that he was said by the fat man.

"Mr. Wang, are you going to start giving birth at the end of May?" The fat man was a little confused. It was already April, and it was indeed a little tight in less than two months.

"The construction will be completed no matter what. At that time, the wild vegetables in the mountains will not be waiting for you." Wang Gong was full of energy.

"That's good." The fat man spitted into his palms, and then picked up a shovel.

Wang Gong grabbed him: "This drawing was made by both of us, so you should also be the commander."

The fat man smiled: "The carpenter built more houses, and I could only command one. I would be willing to work hard. Then I would eat well and sleep soundly. Besides, I have great strength and work is considered to be a specialty."

"You are worry-free, fat man, I don't understand. You are a technical talent, but you like to be a laborer?" Of course, Wang Gong would not understand the fat man's idea. After experiencing the tense pace of life, what the fat man is most willing to do is to be simple and use his brain less. He is not afraid of getting tired after sweating or getting tired, but he is too mentally tired.

"I really don't understand if you are not good at the work hard and have to be a laborer." Wang Gong shook his head repeatedly. The fat man had already run away with a shovel.

Seeing a group of people digging the foundation, the fat man ran up and squeezed out a place, and the shovel flew up and down. It was impossible to tell that he was a bicycle that had just been riding more than a hundred miles.

The people who dug soil and smashed the ramming were all laborers in the village. The construction teams were mostly bricklayers and carpenters, and they were technical talents. Fatty people were equivalent to "small workers". They were not very technical, and they mainly contributed their efforts.

Of course, if you want to get a salary, the technicians will earn more, while although the laborers sweat a lot, they don’t earn much money.

There was a bricklayer next to him who saw the fat man doing something fiercely, and couldn't help asking: "Little brother, how much money is the village giving you, is it so hard?"

The fat man wiped the sweat beads on his forehead: "Hehe, this is not easy to calculate. If the wild vegetable processing factory is built, I can earn 20,000 or 30,000 a year."

The bricklayer was smoking a cigarette, and he was so choking that he coughed. It took him a long time to recover. He looked at the fat man with a strange look: Could this guy be mentally wrong, right?

In fact, the fat man was not wrong at all. The profit of the wild vegetable factory is nearly 100,000 yuan. In terms of his shares, of course it can match two or three thousand yuan households, but who else can believe it?

The tile worker, who was deeply excited, simply stopped paying attention to the fat man. Seeing a man in his forties next to him, he also threw the soil up, and the frequency was not slow, so he went around: "Brother, I have wondered these two days, why are the people in your village working like they are desperate? How much can your family earn in a year?"

The man took off the towel from his waist and wiped it with his head and neck twice: "I haven't calculated it carefully. I'm not as fat as I can get more than a thousand yuan from the wild vegetable factory, right?"

"One thousand?" The bricklayer widened his eyes. His annual salary and bonus were less than 500 yuan. In any case, he didn't believe that the old farmer in front of him earned more than he did.

"Fat Uncle, you won't be home when you come back. This is the kettle that Sister Xiaoyu asked me to bring to you." Qiqi ran over with a green military kettle on her body, followed by Maomao, and a towel in the monkey's paws, swaying around in the air.

The fat man unscrewed the lid of the hard plastic pot and took a few big sips: "It's so sweet, Qiqi, have you seen the book I bought for you?"

"I saw it, don't buy villain books next time. I like to read big guys." Qiqi gave advice to Fatty.

"Haha, I saw that." The fat man yelled twice and then continued to work.

When the bricklayer saw it, he said, "This fat man must have something wrong." He looked at Qiqi and took a little monkey, which was smart and interesting. He had not started building bricks yet and was idle, so he leaned over and said, "Little girl, did you raise this monkey?"

"Well, uncle, why don't you work?" Qiqi also saw some tricks.

"This life is not ours, I am responsible for building the walls. What do you eat like? There is something delicious in our work shed." The bricklayer wanted to use delicious food to open the way.

"Maomao is most willing to eat peaches." Qiqi said crisply.

When the bricklayer heard this, he shook his head: "How can there be peaches in this month? This monkey is specially eaten well. Can you afford it?"

Qiqi was happy when she heard this: "Of course, I can. I'll forget it that day. If I add up all my income, I'll have more than 600 yuan a year!"

"No way, the little girl who just went to school earned more than me, and it's not normal for the people in this village to be very good." The bricklayer was hit hard again.

Qiqi is so smart. When he sees his expression, he understands what's going on. So he asked Yangtu's fat man: "Fat Uncle, tell me, are you right?"

The fat man raised the floating soil in the ditch with a shovel and said vigorously: "Yes, when did Qiqi tell a lie?"

The bricklayer shook his head and turned around and left. He had no common language with these people. Qiqi looked around and muttered, "Where is the stupid guy?"

"I'm busy with work, why are you taking it to do? I can do it!" The fat man kept his hands and mouth.

Qiqi suddenly chuckled: "Why can't you? Look at Benben who is following the boss and grandpa over there to lay the foundation!"

The fat man couldn't help but jump out of the pit and looked at Qiqi's little hand. The owner of the car was leading several groups of people to smash and tamp, and there was also a black guy who was also suffocating.

"Hehe, Benben's physique has a big meat tamp, it's just right to do this. Qiqi, go home tonight and make some delicious food for it." The fat man looked at Benben and smashed the tamp, and couldn't help but be happy.

Qiqi agreed happily, and then led Maomao over to fly over. It seemed that he was cheering Benben for encouragement.

We worked until the sun sets, and everyone finished work and carried their families to the village. The yards of every household emitted a fragrance, attracting men to return. After a day of hard work, sitting on the kang and pinching two cups of wine should be a good enjoyment.

The fat man left without a hurry and walked around the construction team's shed with Wang Gong and Lin Qingshan. The shed was built very simple, with a large slab shop with large canvas covering the outside. Moreover, the construction team also caught fire alone, and food and drink were provided by the construction company, and there was also a special old man who cooked.

The engineering team had more than 30 people, and they started eating after hand-made food. When the fat man saw that the food was black-fried steamed buns and potato soup, there was not even a vegetable leaf inside, so he couldn't help but squeaking his mouth a few times.

"My fellow, eat here when you are hungry." The captain is a black-faced man in his forties. When he saw the fat man smacking his lips, he thought he was greedy.

The fat man scratched his head: "Captain Zhao, I'll ask someone to send some eggs here later, and then I'll make some cabbage, small water and radish vegetables, and make some egg soup every day. There are also bacon, salted fish, etc., and I'll take some of them."

The bricklayer just now saw that the fat man ran away and talked nonsense again, but he drank a little harder, and suddenly burned his tongue and kept sucking the cold.

"No more trouble." Captain Zhao also didn't believe the fat man's words. Eggs are the most precious time, so who can bear to eat them?

"We come to our Kuoshantun to work, we can't lose money. There is nothing good in our valley, but there are still local specialties. If they grow, everyone can taste it. Brother Qingshan went back and thought about telling the old webmaster that he would send a few roosters to come tomorrow and try the chickens and mushrooms stewed." The fat man is the brightest in this regard. People come to work from all over the world, and the conditions are quite difficult. He puts his heart in mind and helps as much as possible.

Captain Zhao became more and more dizzy as he heard it, and he said in his heart: Who is this person? The captain of Kaoshantun came the day before yesterday. He is not this fat man, so why does he seem to be quite sure of his words?

Lin Qingshan also saw their doubts, so he smiled and said, "Let me introduce it, this is the top leader of our company. He went to the city a few days ago and just came back today."

"What the top leader? Don't be proud of me. You are responsible for this wild vegetable factory, so I will help with the work." The fat man pushed Lin Qingshan to the front desk, and then waved to Qiqi: "Go home to have a meal."

Seeing a big bear swaying towards here, the workers quickly put down their chopsticks. Although they just saw it jumping on the foundation and it seemed not biting, it looked scary.

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Everyone is so famous: Isn’t this the starling?

The fat man leaned over and hooked his little yellow mouth with his hands. The starling immediately recognized him: "Fat Uncle--"

One of the two outsiders was not willing to fall behind and shouted: "Go to sleep-"
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