Chapter 1736: Chapter 1593: Lively Dragon Boat Festival
Guo Dong was lost in thought in the factory yard but was soon baked by the intense sun to the point of pain, so he quickly ducked into the cool air-conditioned cafeteria.
He glanced over at Song Tan, who was washing the ground with Qiaoqiao, and gritted his teeth: How can soone be under such sun and yet have skin so white and glowing?
If this keeps up, she might start doubting the effectiveness of her daily use of whitening skincare products!
In the high temperature of thirty-eight or thirty-nine degrees, the water splashed onto the ground even made a hissing sound, and soon it was evaporated without a trace.
The spacious yard was cleaned spotlessly, leaving only the shaded paths around the edges for people to walk. Song Tan and Qiaoqiao soon ca to the cafeteria as if nothing had happened, even wiping away non-existent beads of sweat.
Guo Dong couldn’t help but glance at Zhang Yanping again.
Zhang Yanping was surprised: "Why do you keep looking at ? If I’m under the sun for too long, my skin’s going to peel."
People around them couldn’t help but give them a side glance.
To be honest, with Zhang Yanping’s sturdy build, it seed more appropriate for him to work under the sun, and he was worried about peeling...
Tsk, tsk, tsk, not much use!
anwhile, Song Tan wiped her hands and said, "I just checked, and if we clean the flat roof upstairs, we can also sun the poles there. There’s no need to rush to strip the leaves now; it would delay the holiday."
She continued, "Doctor Guo, what you ntioned about making pillows and weaving stears sounds useful... but didn’t you say you wanted to use the poles to make mosquito coils?"
Initially, they planned to use the quality Ai Cao to make mosquito coils, which seed like overkill, so they selected so of the poorer quality leaves and poles, ground them to make mosquito coils, and offered them cheaply to the Borderlands.
Of course, compared to regular mosquito coils, this cheap option was still debatable.
But it’s still much cheaper than their genuine Ai Cao mosquito coils.
Guo Dong said helplessly, "The last batch of Ai Cao you brought, I tried making coils from the poles. They were effective in repelling mosquitoes, but the smoke was so intense that I couldn’t tell if it was the smoke making
dizzy or if it really worked — it could only be used outdoors."
"I thought it would be better to use so Ai Cao leaves, grind with so poles, and make incense. The smoke is smaller, the scent is nice, and it can be used indoors."
They planned to supply three types of mosquito coils to the Borderlands. The first two required lighting to repel mosquitoes, for indoor and outdoor use.
The final type was a non-woven bag with Ai Cao fluff, which would emit a faint Ai scent with just a touch of body heat.
In conclusion.
After so thought, Song Tan realized it made a lot of sense: "Just in ti, the fruits haven’t ripened this season, and the online store doesn’t know what to sell yet? Here it cos!"
Doctor Xiaoguo deserves great credit!
She thanked him happily, but Guo Dong also said proudly, "I’ve been eating your food or dining at the cafeteria every day, so I have to contribute sohow!"
In short, everyone was happy.
...
And on the mountain, the vast fields of Ai Cao looked endless, but under the efficiency of the walk-behind harvester that could cover eight or nine acres an hour, two people with two machines started at 4:30 in the morning and were almost done by eight or nine in the morning.
To ensure efficiency, they didn’t even bother with bundling.
While one row was being harvested, soone else collected them and loaded them onto trucks, back and forth with about twenty people. Even though the temperature rose after eight, it wasn’t particularly laborious, so even Liu Liu was full of enthusiasm!
Copywriter She Min wasn’t idle either, filming back and forth with a cara, sotis having the lens almost in the security guard’s faces, making them sheepishly smile and show their big white teeth.
Qiaoqiao wanted to live stream, but the sound of the harvester was loud, and it was particularly sunny outside. The phone beca incredibly hot shortly after being set up.
No choice, Yang Zhengxi had to help post a preview, announcing they would stream zongzi wrapping later.
However, on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, who knows how many people will actually watch?
In the cafeteria, Master Jiang and Seventh Uncle, along with their apprentices, were busy preparing glutinous rice, salted egg yolks, large bowls of braised pork, and various ingredients for wrapping zongzi later.
Aunt Lianhua and Xiaofeng were sorting basin after basin of bamboo shoots and green reed leaves.
Locally, they were used to wrapping zongzi with wide yet not so long bamboo shoot skins, collected and boiled in spring, then dried, tied, and stored for later use.
When the Dragon Boat Festival ca, they would boil and soak them again, and two or three folds later, a large triangular zongzi would be prepared.
These zongzi were incredibly filling, with many flavors today!
As a result, the master called for more reed leaves to be collected from the riverside reed bed, prepared and ready for use—
They could wrap four-cornered zongzi or other shapes with these.
In this way, the difference in zongzi materials ant two categories for judging and more awards, making everyone even more enthusiastic!
Everyone in the cafeteria was itching to go, and the yard wasn’t idle either!
The factory’s flat roof and the yard soon spread evenly and neatly with green Ai Cao, and under the steaming heat, a strong Ai Cao scent filled the whole yard.
At 9:30, the two responsible for pushing the harvesters washed and tidied the vehicles.
Employees finished their work and went back to their dorms to wash up, walking with wet hair under the blazing sun, feeling it half dry.
"It’s really hot!"
Everyone quickly ducked into the cafeteria.
But they were driven out by Wu Lan, who happened to be at the door: "You young n and won, don’t you care for yourselves!? Can you blow dry wet hair in this air-conditioned room?"
She waved: "Hurry back to your dorms to dry off!"
The dorms had air conditioning too...
Everyone giggled and went back quickly, now looking enviously at the uniform buzz cuts of the security guards, realizing how refreshing short hair really is!
In this lively atmosphere, by 10 o’clock, everyone had gathered in the cafeteria.
This was the first ti for Wu Lan and Song Sancheng to look at their employees so closely—yesterday, when they distributed the festival gifts, everyone went to the finance office to collect them in their free ti, and she didn’t see anything.
And today, for the festival, the bonuses were specifically reserved to be handed out on the spot.
Self-taught Sister and Gastric Bypass Brother urged Qiaoqiao: "Is the live stream on yet? Start by streaming the bonus distribution to us first!"
"Yes, when we said we were coming to work, many people said sothing about shattered filters, witnessing capitalists..."
With that remarked, everyone started talking about how, at the ti, there were even internet trolls leading public thought, accusing them of cutting leeks and exploiting fans.
Humph!
Now let’s show them what a good job is!
Top Brother even called out, "Did everyone send the festival gifts from yesterday back ho? If not, move them over to the cafeteria!"
Money and Qiaoqiao’s valuable items, especially the at they couldn’t buy anywhere else, had to be flaunted; otherwise, it would be like hiding your finest clothes in the dark!
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