The Portable Farm in the Siheyuan

Chapter 100 Hard work
  Everyone knows that Mo Bin is very rich, so of course he doesn't care about this little gift. Now the meat in the pigeon market costs two yuan per pound!

Not to mention anything else, at least the 4 tons of meat and 38 tons of seafood that were shipped back a few days ago, let alone the steel rolling mill, the entire Dongcheng District knew about it. Even if Mo Bin didn't do it himself, at least he accounted for the majority.

Also, don’t forget that Sun Guangqiang and the three of them escorted back five tons of meat and ten tons of freshwater fish! Even if you sell it to the factory for 50 cents per pound, it’s still tens of thousands of dollars. He can at least get 10,000, right?

Sister-in-law Ye Lan and Lin Ying's second sister-in-law Wei Qiuhua helped Mo Bin bring two pots of hot dumplings to the table. Then they put two more pots on to continue steaming, and Ye Lan started to make the dumplings. Mo Bin made two pots of stuffing. Even if he couldn't eat the stuffing he packed for them, the rest wouldn't go bad.

The two little darlings gained a lot today. The old man gave them six yuan, hoping that they would have smooth sailing in the future. Everyone else gave them two yuan, which was just what they meant.

The gifts were all prepared by Mo Bin, including meat, sea fish, shrimp, crab, octopus and rice. Five kilograms of pork belly, ten kilograms of each kind of seafood, and twenty kilograms of rice. It was so cold that he wasn't afraid to put it away anyway, so he didn't care what to do with it.

He even gave it to a few bachelors. How to deal with it was their business. Since they gave it, they would be treated equally. Of course, he didn't give it to his father-in-law and godfather. He sent it over in the evening. It must be more than that.

After eating and drinking, there were still a lot of good things. My brother-in-law drove Mo Bin's motorcycle tricycle and was responsible for delivering a few people who had traveled long distances. They lived in the yard next to him and didn't need to deliver them. Lao Wu happily stored them here. Second brother When he came back, he was ready to come over every day to have a meal.

Mo Bin drove four old people and two children from his uncle's family. He still had a lot of things to deal with. He had to work overtime when he came back in the evening. He had been gone for more than twenty days in one go. How could such a hot-tempered man endure it? Live!

After taking care of the two families, Mo Bin drove away in a hurry. Everyone thought he missed his wife, but they didn't know that he drove to Director Wang's house to deliver things.

After quickly running away, Mo Bin continued to give gifts. This time it was to the leadership of the factory. You can't just hug Li Huairen's thigh. That would be too bad. Everyone knows that you, Mo Bin, have brought a lot of supplies. , for example, those eight tons of seafood, why don’t you express it?
  Besides, the circle is so big, and it is impossible for him to keep it completely secret if he transfers it to Li Huairen privately. What does the leader think if he stops? Are you looking down on us? Can we also give you money?

Director Yang pretended to criticize Comrade Mo Bin who came to his door, and forced him to give him ten yuan, four cartons of Chinese cigarettes, and tickets for twelve bottles of Maotai liquor. Two full sacks!

Each of the nine people in the leadership team was given ten yuan, plus various receipts, tobacco, wine, tea, etc. Comrade Mo Bin helped them bring special products from the Northeast. Everyone was not stupid, it was just a tacit understanding!

As for the other directors, let's talk about it tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Mo Bin is also at the deputy director level now, so he doesn't need to be so flattering. The main reason is that he is too pushy this time.

It was already past nine o'clock when I got home. Comrade Lin Ying was lying on the bed reading a book, "Why did it take so long?"

"Are you in a hurry? I haven't been idle for a while. I walked around the house of Director Wang and the leadership team of our factory. It's better to have fun alone than to have fun together. It's not easy for anyone. We can't let our relatives and friends eat meat. You can’t eat it, no matter how much food there is in the factory, it’s not as good as what they have at home.” Mo Bin said with a smile.

"Everywhere is inseparable from human kindness. I'll bring you the kettle and wash it before going to bed." Lin Ying opened the quilt and got up.

"Get out of here. I'll wash myself in the boiler room. It's very hot." Mo Bin said quickly. It would be great if he didn't serve his wife. How could he let her serve him?

After getting into the hot bed, Lin Ying asked him about the story of his trip to the Northeast. Mo Bin responded casually, and the two big hands started working. They were still chatting about what time it was!
  Comrade Lin Ying, who had been training for almost a month, still gritted his teeth and held on in the first round, but lost completely in the second round.

At around four o'clock in the morning, Mo Bin carefully pulled out his arm, tucked the quilt tightly around his wife, and quietly went downstairs.

Look at the room of the two little guys. They sleep like little pigs. Fortunately, they are quite honest and don't push up the quilt.

He opened the gate quietly and parked his car at the gate. There was no need to worry about someone stealing it, which was absolutely impossible.

After getting in the car, Mo Bin drove towards Jiang Shan's home. It was not a gift for his family. It was already brought there yesterday. This time it was for business, but it couldn't be given in broad daylight. There were more wolves and less meat! Fortunately, you can drive your car through the small alley in front of Jiangshan's house. You can drive straight ahead later, and you can go around the corner without turning around.

Mo Bin patted the door and stopped. It was estimated that this old boy had already woken up. He had been in the disciplinary force for many years and could not hear the sound of the car, not to mention that he had notified him in advance.

Before finishing a cigarette, Jiang Shan came out fully dressed, "Why are you so slow? Did you turn in the public food last night?" Mo Bin said rudely.

"You bastard, you don't feel guilty when you say this. I should have said this, right?" Jiang Shan said while reaching out to touch Mo Bin's pocket.

"Don't fucking touch it! Don't you have a cigarette? I'll give you a pig's head. Send it in first and then smoke it." Mo Bin slapped his hand away and picked up a large, clean pig's head from the back of the car.

Jiang Shan felt awkward and felt something was wrong, but he saw a huge pig head under the light of the carriage and was attracted to it.

It was the head of a domestic pig, weighing at least fifteen or six kilograms. He lifted it up and Mo Bin stuffed him with another flour bag, which contained fifty kilograms of rice.

Jiang Shan said nothing, turned around and walked home. The relationship between Mo Bin and him was completely unnecessary. He was shocked by the things this guy donated. There was no way Han Li wouldn't tell him when she got home.

Mo Bin started the car and drove to the branch. Last night, Shang Jiangshan had borrowed a truck and parked it at the entrance of the compound. The company that borrowed the truck from had not changed. It was Shi Daya and his colleagues from the Food Bureau.

Mo Bin stopped the car and Jiang Shan gave Mo Bin the car keys from the duty room. He would definitely not follow. He knew this rule.

There are only more than 300 people in the Dongcheng Branch, which is relatively small now. Of course, this is compared to other units, and it cannot be compared with factories.

Mo Bin got 500 kilograms of pork, 100 kilograms of which were domestic pigs, 400 kilograms of wild boar meat, a ton of large freshwater fish, and a ton of sea fish, which was definitely enough for their unit to have a good year!

Tell Jiang Shan that he can just pay the bill directly to Lin Ying. He has no time these days and has a backlog of too many things. The accounts have not been settled twice and he has to go back to the countryside. Alas, he is such a worried person!
  After unloading the goods, it was still dark, so Mo Bin took advantage of the truck and drove off again. It was impossible for the four of them to take care of both public and private matters. Only one young master, Wang Zhenwang, was left. He would definitely chase him home to scold Mo. Bin!
  When we drove to the Yangfangdian compound, the sentry refused to let him in at all. Mo Bin registered his ID and asked him to call Wang's house. There was no way he could do it after disturbing the whole family. Who made it impossible for him to enter your house?
  "Uncle Wang, I am Mo Bin, comrade Wang Zhen. I'm sorry to wake you. Ask Wang Zhen to come to me at the east gate. I'll drive over and deliver the supplies allocated by their unit." Mo Bin talked to the old man on the phone. explain.

"It's okay, it's time to get up. I asked your aunt to call him over. Don't delay the business." Mr. Wang knew clearly and admired Mo Bin's cleverness and beautiful words. This is a military line, so you can't talk nonsense.

Mo Bin did not go to the duty room, but stayed in the cab of the truck to smoke. Before finishing a cigarette, a sleepy Wang Zhen ran over.

"Why didn't you inform me in advance? The whole car is full of meat?" Wang Zhen opened the passenger seat and got in.

"I'm afraid you'll wet the bed, so I came here to see you at this time. If you don't want me to, I'll take you away!" Mo Bin said dissatisfied, what's wrong? These guys touch their pockets as soon as they meet. Don't you bring cigarettes? ?

"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up and give me a cigarette. I was in a hurry and forgot to bring it." Wang Zhen said dissatisfiedly. He didn't bring anything and didn't even wash his face.

"Half a ton of meat, one ton each of freshwater fish and marine fish. There are only a few people in your unit, can you afford it?" Mo Bin threw the cigarette to him, deliberately teasing him. He could eat several times more. The guy himself also has channels.

"Are you stupid? If you give me the entire carriage of the steel rolling mill, I can eat it and give you a high price!" Wang Zhen rolled his eyes at him. They are a supply and marketing system. No matter how much they have, there is no problem. Besides, he operates privately. better.

(End of this chapter)