Chapter 426 422. The Kids of Qingyin Agriculture
The story of this small water bar started with asking Qiangwa to deliver fruits.

You can eat 100 kilograms of fruit every day, with many varieties.

It's not just the ones used to make sugar. After the food factory purchased fruits on a large scale, farmers and distributors from all over the country got the news and kept sending samples to the factory, hoping to be selected to win big orders.

Except for a small portion of these samples that are used for testing and trial making of some candies, the rest will be digested internally.

So the company's employees were all very happy, especially the little ones. Some of them had no concentration and didn't even eat. They kept chewing fruits all day long, and their teeth became sore.

But the kid is immature and got bored after chewing for a few days. He started thinking about squeezing some juice or making some fruit tea.

They are all earning money now, have salaries, and have consumed milk tea and beverage shops in the city.

I like it.

When I had the fruits, I thought about making it myself, but ended up making a complete mess.

It's shameful to waste food. How can we waste such good fruit?

A bunch of little kids got together and decided to act cute with their aunt, old lady Luo, and ask her to buy some real ingredients for making milk tea or fruit tea.

As for the old queen mother, she was easily influenced and doted on these kids.

With the spirit of "if other people have it, our children should have it too".

If you want to do it, you have to do it well. You can have milk tea, fruit tea, milk drinks, and coffee that white-collar workers in the city like. The company also has adult employees.

only.

Instead of giving us ready-made goods, they shipped in a bunch of wood, steel, hardware, tools and other things.

If you want a milk tea shop, build one yourself.

As a farmer, who doesn't know some carpentry and masonry work? Luo Yihang's uncle Zhang Feng is an expert at it.

The kids "specially hired" Zhang Feng to guide them.

After work every day, twenty or thirty kids would start working enthusiastically in front of the dormitory door.

They designed, drew, cut wood, welded, assembled and decorated themselves.

Connect the water and sewage, connect the electrical circuit and install the socket yourself.

You also have to look up the recipes of drinks on the Internet, print them out, and make the menu yourself.

They have to do everything themselves, with adults only providing guidance, teaching them how to use power tools and keeping an eye on safety.

Children from special schools were also pulled over to help.

Most of them just followed the moving and lifting to exert some strength.

But there were a few who discovered their talents. One child was particularly good at welding. Although it was slow, he was able to weld the steel pipes neatly and firmly, little by little. He didn't even need a ruler when adjusting the angle, and he didn't need a level when leveling. It was as if he knew naturally where it should be.

There is another one who is very good at painting. He uses a brush as a paintbrush and environmentally friendly paint as pigment to depict the world in his eyes on a wooden board.

Everything he painted was exaggerated and brightly colored.

The dandelions are green, the sun is colorful, the old yellow cow at the door has big eyes and red hair, and the terraces in the village are colorful.

Strange, but beautiful.

He painted a pastoral scene on the bar, with terraced fields, the sun, an old cow grazing, and two little... colorful egrets playing in the golden river.

The other kids made a few high stools, and he painted the animals from his home on the stool legs.

The big yellow dog, the little squirrel, Ding Xiaoman, Xiao Xiaoman, Ma Xiaoguai, and the free-range chicken all have chubby bodies and thin legs, which are fun and cute.

A small water bar filled with colors becomes like a work of art.

Twenty or thirty little kids actually made this little water bar. It was just finished last night, and the machines and ingredients just came in today.

The kids themselves haven’t enjoyed it yet.

Let Chu Jie and the others get it first.
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Luo Yihang touched the beautiful bar, feeling a little proud, and boasted: "The kids in our company are so good at hands-on work, they finished it in just a few days."

Xiao Zhao immediately nodded and said, "That's right, when I got off work yesterday, I saw it was still a shelf, and the day before yesterday it was just a pile of wooden boards. The day before yesterday, there were no wooden boards at all. Awesome."

I thought saying this would tickle the boss's sore spot.

Unexpectedly, Luo Yihang changed the subject and said, "Look at them, and then look at you. Your department has the highest average education level in the entire company, but why don't you have any hands-on spirit? You use other people's kids in the lounge and at the water bar. A group of college students are using the fruits of labor of junior high school students. How dare you?"

Shi Juan, the person with the highest academic qualifications in the company: “…”

Department leader Chu Jie: “…”

The unlucky guy Xiao Zhao almost couldn't swallow the cake in his mouth and rolled his eyes because of choking.

He snatched the coffee that Chu Jie had just prepared for Luo Yihang, drank it in one gulp, and just as he came back to life he also said: "Boss, you cursed so rudely."

"We are all college students in our department. Have you ever heard of a fragile college student? If we let these useless guys do anything, I'm afraid most of them will end up in the hospital."

Chu Jie: ...useless?
Xiao Zhao, you are taking a narrow path.

"So, you have enjoyed the achievements of the kids, shouldn't you show some appreciation?" Luo Yihang ignored Xiao Zhao's explanation and dug a hole.

"How do you express it?" Xiao Zhao fell into the trap foolishly.

"You know that our company has an overtime culture. The working hours in agriculture are not so regular. There are busy seasons and slack seasons." Luo Yihang suddenly changed the subject.

Chu Jie had already realized that something was wrong and was about to speak.

But Xiao Zhao continued to nod foolishly, "Yes, it's overtime. Everywhere we work overtime, our company has overtime pay and can also adjust the rest time. Boss, you are awesome."

This time the flattery was right.

Luo Yihang expressed his satisfaction, and then revealed his true intention, "So your department should select people to teach the kids cultural knowledge for an hour after get off work every day, and it will be counted as overtime for you."

"Ah!" Xiao Zhao opened his mouth wide and was stunned for a long time, "Boss, you want us to repay kindness with enmity?"

...Xiao Zhao, the road is really narrow.
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It is obvious to the naked eye that Qingyin agriculture will become more and more technological in the future.

For these 17 or 18-year-old kids in the company, only a junior high school education is really not enough.

What great kids! They really treat the company as their own, work hard and seriously, and paint their own colors on a blank piece of paper. If this happened in ancient times, they would definitely be the emperor's personal army.

Luo Yihang doesn't want them to be eliminated naturally in a few years.

While they are still innocent and obedient, and dare not say it even though they are unwilling, try to impart as much knowledge as possible to them.

So as to avoid regret later.

So what if you’re already working? There are still company trainings.

The company belongs to Luo Yihang, and we have to listen to the boss's orders. The one-hour teaching every day is settled.

It starts with Xiao Zhao, and each person takes a turn once a week.

Xiao Zhao, a newly graduated college student, thought he had finally escaped from the sea of ​​suffering and no longer had to hold on to books.

I didn’t expect that after just a few days of happiness, I had to pick up textbooks again, those for the first year of high school, and prepare lessons.

"I really don't know how to do freshman math~~~"

(End of this chapter)