"Liu Bancheng, Mei Hua, listen to me. This place was introduced by Mr. Yao and Prime Minister He. You just said that since we are here, we have to give an explanation to the two adults when we get back. What do you think? What should we do? Let me tell you! Let’s not talk about shredding and slicing today. Those are all technical matters. I think we should give people a chance this time and let them try to get along with us for a while. Then decide whether to cooperate. First, arrange for people to learn slaughtering, and then carry out detailed processing. Seeing that their old, weak, sick and disabled employees do not have special equipment and space, they are really good at doing these technical tasks!"
Lin Zongren obviously lowered his posture when he spoke.
He also understood that it was impossible not to know that the final decision-making power of Xiangshan Hall should lie with Liu Bancheng and Meihua.
The meaning of calling these two out is already very clear. They are giving themselves a step up, and they are also giving a step up to the Prime Minister. Although it is not in line with the willingness to cooperate, after all, this manor comes with the Prime Minister's "hat", and the Prime Minister's Xiangshantang, I have to discuss with you to arrange a supplier, isn’t it ridiculous?
Of course Liu Bancheng knew the key here. He had not made sharp turns in this area in the past and suffered a lot of losses. The old man reminded him again in his dream, "Don't take anything too seriously. Let the bullets fly for a while!"
For this reason, Liu Bancheng straightened up and said, "Since Mr. Lin has spoken, we don't have to worry about it. We can try to cooperate!"
Lin Zongren didn't expect Liu Bancheng to change so quickly, and he was relieved, "Oh, that's right, half the time, we have all the oil, this little meat is nothing!"
After speaking, he took a long breath and patted Liu Bancheng's shoulder again.
"Oil, what oil?"
Liu Bancheng was startled.
Seeing Liu Bancheng's uninformed look, Lin Zongren hurriedly looked at Rencheng who had followed him out of the house. Rencheng was standing behind the three people.
Liu Bancheng turned around and saw that Rencheng was there, so he asked, "Have we purchased new oil recently? What type of oil did we purchase?"
Rencheng immediately replied, "The oil we are buying is processed from this farm! It is pockmarked oil! Master, you have seen it."
Lin Zongren asked, "It's just one kind, right?"
"Yes! Just one kind!"
When Ren Cheng spoke, his eyes moved forward as hard as he could, as if he wanted to convey something to Lin Zongren through his eyes.
Lin Zongren understood, "Oh oh oh!"
Turning to Liu Bancheng, he said,
"That's right, the oil you imported a few days ago was pulled from here!"
When Liu Bancheng heard this, he pretended to be fine and said, "What kind of oil is it? Is it the one with an owl pattern?"
"Yes! That's right!"
Of course, when he was talking to Lin Zongren, it was impossible for Liu Bancheng to know that Rencheng behind him was waving his hand to Lin Zongren.
Liu Bancheng raised his eyebrows and clenched his fists tightly.
"So, Mr. Lin, do you know the quality of this oil? Does our Prime Minister He know about it?"
"I don't know personally, and the Prime Minister may not know either. Think about it, a Prime Minister of the Liang Kingdom has so many things to do, how can he care about such a trivial matter as cooking oil? Isn't that a joke?"
Of course Liu Bancheng wanted to continue asking, "Then this oil must have been introduced by Master Yao! Does Master Yao know the quality and hazards of this oil?"
"Yes, the oil was recommended by Mr. Yao. Of course he knows it. However, it is said that this oil is very cheap and the quality should be no problem. Otherwise, it is impossible to recommend it to our prime minister. It is said that this oil is all newly pressed. "
When Liu Bancheng got the news, he broke out in sweat. He didn't expect Master Yao to introduce such a product to Xiangshantang. He was about to ask further.
The big dragon in the room poked his head out and called everyone.
"My lords, Boss A Jiang invites you!"
At this time, Lin Zongren was very uncomfortable being questioned by Liu Bancheng. A dignified court minister was asked nervously by a cook. It was so unbecoming, and he was about to escape back into the house.
"Come on, let's go back to the house and talk!"
Ren Cheng, who was following behind, also secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves.
Back in the house, Liu Bancheng still didn't let go of the topic of cooking oil.
"Boss Ajiang, I just learned that the oil we just imported from Xiangshantang also came from your processing site. Can we participate in the processing workshop?"
Boss Ajiang's expression was still very steady, but Liu Bancheng caught the look in his eyes that was pointing upward to the left. He was thinking quickly to answer the question.
"Yes, what's the problem?"
"Are they two oils? One of them is the one with the owl on it?"
Boss Ajiang turned to look at Rencheng and then at Lin Zongren.
"I'm not sure about this. Our staff directly interacted with Master Rencheng. You, Master Rencheng, should know more specifically!"
Rencheng replied in a panic, "Yes, there is only one type! As for the kind the hall master mentioned, I don't know and I have never seen it."
What, Ren Cheng has never seen it! Liu Bancheng thought to himself that Rencheng was obviously lying. He must have thought that no one noticed when he was transporting oil to the warehouse. It seemed that there was something wrong with it.
However, don't be emotional without solid evidence.
Liu Bancheng asked again where our oil processing place is and if he could let us see it.
Over the years, Liu Bancheng has long understood the dangers of this oil. He did not expect that it would appear in the Liang State after it was banned in the Yan State, and it would appear in the production manor in front of him.
While he was talking, A Jiang, who was sitting across from him, was staring at Liu Bancheng intently with his eyes. Liu Bancheng seemed to feel a biting chill from these eyes.
"This kind of oil is processed here, and the process is quite complicated, and the employees are very hard-working. I have given them a holiday these days. Another day, when they go to work, I will specially invite you to come and give us guidance. But just now Liu Tang We don’t seem to have the production process for the owl oil that the Lord mentioned, maybe you remember it wrong!”
Just now, he clearly admitted that there was this kind of oil in two batches of oil, and now he is claiming that he did not know about it. The more he does this, the more it means there is a problem.
Ajiang continued, "However, it is said that although the process of this oil is complicated, it is cheap and can save your Xiangshantang a lot of money. Since your financial resources are tight at the moment, I think you should buy some. Anyway, this oil I understand that the quality should be about the same, since they are all processed from grain!"
As he said that, he looked at Lin Zongren again and said, "Mr. Lin, I think we can forget it today. I have just arranged for people to pull some radishes and cabbages in the garden, and pick some grapes in the vineyard. Each of you will have one." Don’t forget to take it back and give it to your family to try, and please give me more valuable advice!”
After saying that, he added, "As for Hall Master Liu's share, we have already put it in the trunk of your car. Don't forget to take it with you when you get off!" After saying that, he patted Liu Bancheng's arm with his hand to express his gratitude. Liu Bancheng's job should be very important.
In this way, due to Ajiang's inconvenience, the manor staff could only guide the group. Before leaving the manor, they visited the picking areas, apple orchards, and ostrich flocks. It was indeed as the boss Ajiang said. In that way, there were only a few staff in the entire manor, and most of the staff responsible for managing these factories were limping, some on crutches, and some using one arm to carry the load. But the expressions of these people are all calm, the eyes are ferocious, and they don't speak when they see people. You can feel that these people have survived from the heap of life and death.
Liu Bancheng thought to himself that it was understandable that they were physically disabled and had many difficulties in life, so their expressions were diverse.
When the sun set in the west, we returned to Xuyang City.
Before returning, Lin Zongren claimed that he had private matters to discuss with A Jiang and stayed at the farm. The others returned the same way under Liu Bancheng's organization. The men said nothing in the car.
