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  Chapter 95 Who is Liu Qingshan?

   "Who is this comrade named Liu Qingshan? Is he an employee of our automobile factory?"

  At the Chuncheng Automobile Factory, Geng Jie, a senior party official, put down the phone, communicated with the translator next to him, and then asked the factory directors and engineers present.

   These bigwigs from the automobile factory gathered here precisely because of the phone call just now.

  The call was made from the AMC company in the United States across the ocean. The cooperation between the two parties in the field of cars has reached a critical juncture, which is why they attach so much importance.

  In the call just now, Mr. Thomas, who has been promoted to the chief engineer of AMC, said that he will lead the company's team and come to Spring City again in early January of the next year to start formal negotiations.

  However, at the end of the phone call, Mr. Thomas expressed that he hoped to talk to a person named Liu Qingshan. There were important things to discuss, which were directly related to the upcoming negotiations.

   When it comes to negotiations, there is no small matter, but the problem now is:

  Who is Liu Qingshan?

   This stumped Secretary Geng, so he could only brainstorm.

  The leaders present here also looked at each other in blank dismay: It seems that they have never heard of it?

   Just as everyone was getting enlightened, Wu Wei, the chairman of the trade union, slowly put down the white porcelain cup in his hand, and spoke slowly.

   "I remember that when Mr. Thomas was inspecting our factory, he suddenly fell ill and was rescued by a young man in time. At that time, this incident was reported in the newspaper. It seems that the young man is called Liu Qingshan, right?"

   After such a reminder, everyone really remembered that there was such a thing.

   Finally got the right number, but I only know one name, which doesn’t seem to be of much use. Who knows where this little comrade Liu Qingshan lives, and where can I find him to answer the phone?

   How else can we say that people are more intelligent? After some discussion, they quickly found Li Xuemei's head, followed this thread, and led Wu Jianjun and Liu Quangang out.

  Because according to the little nurse Li Xuemei: These two employees once went to Liu Qingshan's house!

   It's done, the arduous task falls to these two employees named Wu Jianjun and Liu Quangang!

  The corners of Wu Wei, chairman of the labor union, also raised his mouth slightly, obviously in a good mood, because Wu Jianjun, his own nephew, of course had to give it a push.

  But I only found out after asking: These two young workers have been suspended without pay for the past few months because of their improper work attitude.

   "Hurry up and get back to work. Our policy is to cure diseases and save lives, not kill them with a stick."

  The leaders were also anxious, and soon, the leaders of the branch factory Fei Ge and Gang Zi belonged to began to visit the door.

   After all this tossing, it was already evening. Gangzi had just closed the stall, and was sitting at the table counting money. There were a lot of banknotes, and there were full change.

  As soon as he heard that he was going to be called back to work in the factory, this guy shook his head vigorously:

   "I won't go back, I won't go back even if I'm killed. I earn more in one day than I go to work in a month. What am I going to do when I go back, unless my brain is kicked by a donkey!"

   As soon as he finished speaking, his head was slapped.

   Looking back, it was his father who had been a worker all his life, and he immediately dared not speak.

  Since they came back from Jiapigou last time, Brother Fei and Gangzi really went to Yangcheng. Counting the money sponsored by Liu Qingshan and their own money, they bought more than a hundred sets of Chinese tunic suits.

   As a result, it was almost sold out within half a month after returning. Brother Fei took the money and went to Yangcheng again, but he still hasn't returned this time.

  After having tasted the sweetness, Gangzi will not go back to work even if he is invited by eight sedan chairs.

  Gangzi’s old father, an older generation of workers, still has a very deep affection for the factory. First, he slapped Gangzi down, and then he heard the factory leader explain his intentions, and he directly accepted it for his son.

   "You said it earlier, isn't it just a run, or go to Qingshan's house, I didn't have enough fun last time."

  Gangzi muttered, and added at the end: "I thought you were going to drag me back to the factory, I was scared to death."

  The leaders of the branch factory who came here almost died of anger.

  Have you ever spoken like that?

   But right now, he is employing people, so he doesn't care as much as this guy, so he leaves overnight and drives to Bishui County.

  In addition to the driver, there is also a translator and a deputy secretary of the main factory in the car, focusing on the construction of the trade union.

   After all, it is a major matter of cooperation, and the factory attaches great importance to it, so the people sent here are not low-level.

  The main factory is a dignified deputy ministerial unit, a deputy secretary, whose rank is higher than the county magistrate.

   Sitting in the car, Gangzi was still muttering: "It's time to kill the New Year's pig in the countryside now. I don't know if the Qingshan family killed it?"

  …

   Aww!

  The last scream of the big fat pig was heard by the whole village of Jiapigou.

   Probably also knew that death was imminent today, so this big fat pig weighing more than 200 catties screamed and struggled desperately.

   As soon as the four people lifted the pig out of the pigsty, the guy jumped up and fell to the ground with great struggle.

  Da Zhang Luo tied his arms in front and tried to stop him, but was knocked down by the big fat pig.

  The big fat pig ran all the way, directly towards the direction of the shed, which frightened everyone and yelled loudly.

  If the rammed goods are brought into the greenhouse and the plastic sheet is damaged, the vegetables inside will have to be abandoned.

  But in the face of the crazy fat pig, who dares to stop it head-on, and it is really impossible to stop it.

  Seeing that the big fat pig had rushed to the front of the shed, he suddenly heard a strange roar:

   "Dumb!"

   Then there was a thud, and the big fat pig lay directly on the ground, its hooves twitching and foaming from its mouth.

  What's the situation?

   Everyone rubbed their eyes, and then saw a person standing between the big fat pig and the shed, with a silly smile on his face, whoever he was if he wasn't dumb.

   Hiss!

  In the yard, there was a sound of air-conditioning.

  Those little dolls called Sa Huan immediately shut up and looked at the dumb grandpa timidly.

  The dumb grandfather is an old widower, so he still prefers children. He stretched out his big hand like a cattail fan, and stroked Er Mangzi's head with a smile.

  Er Mangzi cried out in fright, and ran while crying. He felt that he must not be as resistant as that big fat pig.

   "You brat, why don't you run away, and I won't hit you."

  Liu Qingshan laughed and cursed twice, he saw it clearly just now, the master slapped the big fat pig on the forehead, knocking the pig down with one slap.

  This is real kung fu, Liu Qingshan's eyes almost lit up: I don't know when I will be able to practice like this?

  Dashuai Zhang was the first to react: "Hurry up and carry the pig over to let the blood out. If it dies in a while, you should cover the blood!"

  The same four people who carried the pig just now, this time they carried the big fat pig to the case without any effort at all.

  Put a big basin under the pig's head to catch the pig's blood. Zhang Dashuai went in with a white knife and came out with a red knife.

  Salt had already been sprinkled in the basin, and Mr. Zhang was stirring it vigorously with a wicker stick.

  Dashuai Zhang also looked enviously at the mute grandpa: "Mute, from now on, let's kill pigs together. You slap first, and then I slash. Damn it, it's too easy!"

  After the bloodletting is done, start to shave the pig hair, and then pick up the head and hooves in the water and so on.

   In the village, Dashuai Zhang is the best at filling blood sausages, so the work of washing intestines also belongs to him.

  He flipped the pig’s small intestine skillfully with chopsticks, muttering to himself, and also flipped the small intestine with the dumb grandpa: “Tell me, why didn’t you accept me as an apprentice at the beginning…”

  In the outhouse, several women are also busy, they are cutting sauerkraut around the big cutting board.

   Pig-killing vegetables, sauerkraut is the main dish, everything is several big pots.

  In the pot, the cut meat has been boiled, and the sauerkraut is also put into the pot, slowly gurgling together.

  This must be stewed more, it is best to stew it for half a day, the sauerkraut will be more flavorful when it is completely stewed.

  The most important thing is that the blood tendons that have just been stirred by stirring the pig's blood must be put into the pot and cooked together.

   Without this thing, the pig-killing dish is not authentic.

   Wait until the blood sausage is filled, and it is slowly cooking in the big pot that serves as the yard.

   To cook the blood sausage, just keep the water in the pot slightly open. Zhang Dashuai stared closely at the side of the pot, holding a big horseshoe needle in his hand, and deflated the blood sausage one by one.

   "Marshal, may I get you a small bench to stand on, so that you don't get stuck in the pot."

  Others have nothing else to do, they are just basking in the sun under the window and smoking, Da Zhang Luo is still joking with Zhang Dashuai.

  Dashuai Zhang waved the needle in his hand: "Believe it or not, I will also bleed you later."

  They were joking, while Liu Qingshan led a few half-sized men, and borrowed tables, chairs, benches, bowls and chopsticks from neighbors. Today, there are at least four tables for these guests.

   There are two tables in my home and in my grandfather's house, and this is not a little doll watching the excitement.

  The little ones didn’t serve the table. After the meat in the pot was cooked, they cut a few big pieces. For every little one who came, they would fill half a small bowl of meat, pour some soy sauce, and get out as soon as they finished eating.

   I also have to worry about them eating too much. Their stomachs can't stand it, so they dare not eat too much. If they get tired of eating all of a sudden, they will feel disgusted when they see pork in the future.

  By two o'clock in the afternoon, it was basically ready. Liu Qingshan went to the road to look around several times: Why isn't it here yet?

  Yesterday he rode his bike to the commune and invited Secretary Sun of the commune, and he promised to do well.

   "Come, come, come, come!"

  I saw Captain Zhang rushing back first on his bicycle. After getting off the car, he panted and said to Liu Qingshan: "Qingshan, here is a group of foodies. Is there enough meat?"

   "Uncle Captain, it's enough."

  Liu Qingshan agreed with a smile, and cooked a pot of meat, almost half a piece of pork and half a pork belly.

   "These hungry wolves!"

  Captain Zhang muttered again, and then explained that when he went to the commune for a meeting today, there were representatives from each brigade of Qingshan Commune.

  After the meeting was over, several branch secretaries and village chiefs suddenly proposed that they had been thinking about going to Jiapigou to visit the pig farms and greenhouses.

  Captain Zhang won’t succeed if he doesn’t agree, because even the secretary of the commune nodded his head.

   "It's okay, Uncle Captain, let's add another table."

   If the secretary of the commune and the heads of the villages can eat pork brains, it would be a good face.

   Soon there were more than a dozen bicycles on the avenue. The branch secretary's grandfather and Captain Zhang called Liu Qingshan to meet him.

  These people got off their bicycles, one by one, all wearing big hands and big leather hats, with a layer of hoarfrost hanging on the hats, with a dusty posture.

   After greeting each other for a while, Secretary Sun held Liu Qingshan's hand and laughed heartily:

   "Haha, everyone said that you have a pig farm in Jiapigou, and the pork must be delicious, so we all come to eat the big family."

   "They are all distinguished guests. Our Jiapigou usually cannot invite them."

  Liu Qingshan first said modestly, and then patted his small chest: "We have more than 300 big fat pigs in our pig farm. Even if we kill one pig a day, we can eat it for a year!"

  Everyone laughed together, and they were laughing and talking, when they suddenly heard the sound of horns beeping from the avenue, and saw two jeeps driving slowly.

   "It seems to be a car from the county, Qingshan, you didn't invite the county magistrate, did you?"

   Secretary Sun was the first to recognize the jeep.

  Liu Qingshan blinked, also quite puzzled: "Didn't you invite me?"

  The old branch secretary Liu of Shoulin Village also came, and said from the side: "That is, the county leaders are so busy, they can still travel dozens of miles to come to your house to eat pork?"

   Just as he was talking, he saw the jeep approaching. After parking, the door opened, and several people got out of the car one after another.

   County Magistrate Wang, County Magistrate Zheng!

  Old branch secretary Liu was dumbfounded, he was a little confused: Is the pork from Comrade Xiao Liu’s house really so delicious?

  (end of this chapter)