"Me? Godfather, do you want my opinion?"
"Yes, I want to hear your opinion. Last time there were seven, and this time there are four."
"Okay, godfather, I'll tell you the truth, and you'll make the final decision." Wang Ke touched the bandage on his head, and there was still throbbing pain inside.
"Wait, kid, do you have a headache?"
"A bit, but it's better than noon. Godfather, let me tell you my opinion first."
"Okay, I'll listen."
"The development of a factory requires hardware, technology, and talents. I suggest that all these people stay and give it a try." There was no trial period at that time, and people who were recruited generally took up their posts directly.
"Try?"
"Yes, keep those who are suitable for the trial, and let go of those who are not suitable." Ye Xianqian interrupted.
"This is a good idea. No one has ever done this before. If we don't want someone who is not suitable, does that mean we are being unkind?" Godfather Dong Pianfang was a little worried.
"This doesn't exist. We agreed upon it beforehand, or made it clear when we signed the agreement."
"Daughter, what's wrong? We need to sign an agreement when we hire a worker?" Godfather Dong Pianfang is getting more and more confused by the two young men. He signed an agreement to raise a donkey, signed an agreement to buy land, and signed an agreement to borrow money. Agreement, if you want to make any cooperation intention, you still need to sign an agreement.
"Yes, godfather, you must have this awareness in the future. Everything must be agreed upon first, and once signed, you must overcome difficulties to implement it. This is called the spirit of contract."
"What? What... a date?"
"Spirit of Contract."
"I understand. From now on, we must behave in a standardized manner and be honest!"
"Yes! Integrity is corporate culture, and it is the foundation for a company to become bigger and stronger." Ye Qianqian once again explained his understanding of corporate culture to his godfather Dong Pianfang.
"Daughter, don't tell me all these things. This factory has your share. From now on, you have to use your brain more and help manage it. Then, these people will stay, the one named Zheng Qiang and the other one. Those who study nursing are placed in clinics, while others are sent to factories, and their wages are no less than those of workers in our village."
Once the three people were combined, the recruitment and future management were decided in the small courtyard.
Next, godfather Dong Pianfang talked about the trip to Jinmen again.
"Boy, can you come with me?" Godfather Dong Pianfang asked Wang Ke.
"Me? Just don't go!" Wang Ke wanted to evade, for three reasons: First, he was afraid of meeting Ye Xianqian's father and mother, you know. Secondly, the wound on my head is still there, so it is not appropriate to participate in the discussion with Jinmen University. It is enough to have Ye Qianqian and Professor Wen. Third, and most importantly, the troops have been stationed in Xishan, and he and Gu Maolin will definitely return to the army soon. If both godfathers leave, he might as well stay and watch, and let Gu Maolin return to the company to see what is going on? Also, it would be a rare window of time to invite Wu Xiangyu here to discuss doing a B-ultrasound and arranging a blood test for the little black donkey.
Before Wang Ke said anything, Ye Xianqian was the first to stand up: "Brother Bing, you and I, the old village chief, godfather and Uncle Wen, the five of us will go together." Ye Xianqian had a lot of thoughts, and he made the one Xiaoyuan can take Wang Ke to see him when he has time, and his parents want Wang Ke to review for the college entrance examination. He can also decide, find some teaching materials and review materials, and find a teacher to help draw the key points; the most important thing is to be able to Together, she doesn't want to be separated from each other for a day now.
Godfather Dong Pianfang could see Wang Ke's entanglement and reluctance. He was really not suitable for running around. If he went out for a few days, the family would really need someone to help take care of him.
Anyway, there is still time to discuss this matter slowly. Thinking that Wang Ke had been busy recently, his godfather Dong Pianfang wanted to show him the new equipment in the factory and the water tower, so he took Wang Ke and Ye Qianqian to visit the workshop.
Godfather Dong Pianfang walked into the workshop with Wang Ke and Ye Xianxian. At first glance, he saw Gu Maolin wearing a large long apron made of plastic leather and changing water for the soaked donkey skin.
While walking, godfather Dong Pianfang explained some production processes to Wang Ke. When Wang Ke heard this, two thoughts immediately came to his mind.
"Daddy, how do you wash donkey skin?"
"Soak them thoroughly first and then brush them with a brush. It's very laborious. Some of them have to be scraped with a knife to remove all the meat and oil on them."
"Then godfather, when you boil donkey glue in your open pot, you can't leave people alone, and you have to keep stirring. If it boils for seven or eight hours, you have to stand by the pot and observe the heat and the degree of boiling? "
"Yes! This is also the most critical technology."
Godfather Dong Pianfang is very happy now. It is rare that Wang Ke is willing to learn this technique. But he never expected that Wang Ke inquired about these processes because he discovered the weaknesses of godfather Dong's folk prescription, which was a process that could be improved.
Therefore, two cars that do not run on the same track can never intersect.
"Daddy, let me ask you one last question, what kind of donkey skin is best for making glue?"
Wang Ke's question hit the point again, and godfather Dong Pianfang seemed very happy: "Well, boy, remember the Guanzhong donkey, Dezhou donkey, Guangling donkey, Biyang donkey, Xinjiang donkey I told you before Donkey?"
Wang Ke nodded, his thoughts were always jumping around. Gu Maolin next to him also stopped, holding a long-handled shovel in his hand, listening to Dong's prescription.
"Not all donkey skins are suitable for making glue, so our ancestors have passed down the idea that when choosing donkey skins, you must look at the whole donkey, that is, black body, white lips, big ears, round tail, and complete limbs. In the future, we will accept donkeys The skin must also be like this, it must be a complete donkey skin with head, ears, and tail!"
"Understood." Wang Ke silently wrote down all this, and he already had some rough sketches in his mind. This is a very huge project. He wanted to go back and carefully digest what his godfather Dong had said about his folk prescriptions; some were about management, some were about technological process improvement and equipment innovation, some were about deep processing, and some were about new product development.
Wang Ke has this intention. His mind is now filled with some strange ideas, the most important of which include the deep processing of selenium-rich water and medicinal primers in the ancient well, including the use of finished donkey-hide gelatin for secondary development of product glue, including the use of those in his class. A little black donkey came to explore the large-scale donkey treasure breeding technology, including the modification of the current equipment of Godfather Dong’s folk prescription...
Let's take the skin washing in front of us as an example. Why not make a rotating tank, like a concrete mixer truck, which can continuously stir through the machine to remove the sediment attached to the surface of the donkey skin. This saves a lot of labor and makes the wash cleaner.
The same goes for the open pot. What I fear the most is boiling it until it boils. Using manual labor to shovel and stir up and down is time-consuming, laborious, and extremely hot. What if you doze off? It has also been transformed into a device that can operate automatically. Below is a stove, with raw materials inside, which are constantly rotating and stirring. Just like the popcorn stove, it doesn't matter if the fire is bigger or smaller. Anyway, it is not a little bit that is heated, but the whole thing, right? Is it more labor-saving and labor-saving than boiling glue with direct fire?
Wait, popcorn, just change the stove to a popcorn stove, first let the donkey skin turn into glue under high pressure, then take it out and simmer it slowly, which will save at least half of the time.
The more Wang Ke thought about it, the more excited he became, completely forgetting that he was in a factory. His godfather Dong Pianfang was still talking about the trial production of his products, his future development blueprint, his trip to Tianjin in a few days, and...
And Wang Ke's thoughts had already flown away.
During this time, I guess I want to help everyone. My godfather Dong Pianfang will also take a close look at me and force me to rest, so I will help my godfather make some small innovations.
As the godfather Dong Pianfang spoke, he noticed the change in Wang Ke's demeanor. Although his eyes were still staring at him, he was obviously out of state, his expression was in a trance, and his eyes were divergent.
Ye Xianxuan also noticed this situation, but they thought it was because of Wang Ke's head injury.
Godfather Dong Pianfang reached out and touched Wang Ke's cheek. This touch really revealed something wrong, "Boy, do you have a fever? Your head is a little hot."
As soon as he said this, Ye Xiang stretched out his hand, and when he touched it, he immediately screamed. "Brother Bing, no, you have to go back quickly, you have a fever."
A few people yelled, and Wang Ke himself felt really dizzy.
Why is this small body so weak now?
"Let's go home." Although it was a critical moment for product trial production, godfather Dong Pianfang still put down what he was doing and accompanied Wang Ke home.
Enter the door and go directly to the new clinic on the east side. This time, godfather Dong Pianfang did not dare to neglect. He arranged Wang Ke to lie down on the examination bed, pulled up a stool, sat beside the bed, and carefully felt the pulse. The more he felt his pulse, the more he frowned. Why was this boy's pulse a bit weird?
After checking his pulse for a while, godfather Dong Pianfang went to the back room to read a book. After coming back, he sat down again and checked his pulse carefully for a while, and then he opened his mouth. "Boy, what's wrong with you recently? Or what did you eat randomly?"
"Daddy, haven't you eaten anything? I just feel a little dizzy now."
Godfather Dong Pianfang's expression became more and more solemn. Su Wen had listed ten strange pulses and seven unique pulses, and Wang Ke's pulse conditions were just like two of them. The ten strange pulses were: Cao Boi, Yu Xiang, Sling Stone, and Jie Suo. , house leaks, shrimps swimming, birds pecking, cutting knives, turning beans, and hemp. All of them are dangerous and very difficult. Going back a hundred years would basically mean a narrow escape from death.
Among them, the veins of shrimp swimming are like shrimps swimming on the water surface, disappearing, coming very urgently for a moment, and then disappearing and motionless. This is the time when the sun is lonely and restless. The fish-flying pulse is like a fish with a steady head and a swaying tail, floating and general, which governs the cold extreme of the three yin and the death of yang.
Godfather Dong's prescription makes it swim like a shrimp or a fish when he puts his hands together, but when he loosens his hands, it doesn't seem to be the case. Looking at the tongue coating, it is white and greasy, with jagged edges on both sides. It was obvious that he had caught the wind and cold again and was covered in dampness and poison. No wonder he had recurring wounds.
What does it mean? Generally speaking, if the Yin energy in the body is strong, Yang will be weak. If it were Ximen Qing, it would be understandable, but he is Wang Ke. Godfather Dong Pianfang walked around the room and thought for a long time, wondering why?
According to the routine, two kinds of traditional Chinese medicine are prescribed to detoxify and replenish yang energy, and then supplement with donkey whip soup and tiger bone wine. But the problem arises again. These are all hairy substances, so what should I do about the wound? Godfather Dong Pianfang wandered around the room without saying a word, frightening Ye Qianqian.
"Godfather, are Brother Bing okay?"
"Well, Cuilan, go and call Xiaogu back."
"Call Gu Maolin?"
"Yes, the sooner the better!"
"good."
