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Chapter 128 Machinery

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    Jun Tao carefully tore off a piece of oil paper, wrapped half of the chicken leg, and put it in Xiaoxiao's hand, "Be careful of burning your hands, I'm making you anxious, I can hear the sound of slobbering."

    Xiaoxiao lowered her head slightly, bit her lower lip and said, "I hate it, this is the first time I've seen a beggar chicken, why don't you take a look out of curiosity?"

    Jun Tao squinted his eyes and smiled, took off his sweater and tied it on both ends of the branches, which just happened to block Xiaoxiao from the direct sunlight.

    "This is Dong Juntao's unique skill, and only his wife can eat it. The people outside, even if the king of heaven is here, I won't do it."

    Xiaoxiao was so teased that she giggled, and then looked down at the chicken leg in her hand, as if she had never seen such a beautifully roasted chicken leg.  The skin of the chicken is crispy, and when you bite down, the meat retains the tenderness of the chicken itself, which is really delicious in the world.

    She was so immersed in this unspeakable delicacy that she was even reluctant to chew her mouth more, for fear that if she swallowed the chicken, she would never be able to enjoy it again.

    Seeing Xiaoxiao's secretly satisfied and joyful expression, Jun Tao only felt happy in his heart.

    "Jun Tao, let's roast another one, take it back to the old house and share it?" Xiaoxiao said to Jun Tao.

    Jun Tao smiled: "Fool, do you think you are eating ordinary chickens? This is a pheasant from a high mountain. It is not easy to catch one. I still bought it from others at a high price. If you want to buy it again, why don't you buy it?"  I don¡¯t know when it will happen again.¡±

    "Ahthen how much does this chicken cost?" Xiaoxiao asked in surprise.

    "It's not a matter of money. You may not be able to buy it if you have money. In short, money can't buy my wife happiness. I'm happy to spend whatever it takes." Jun Tao said.

    Xiaoxiao is in the third trimester of pregnancy, and her body and mood fluctuate greatly.  Jun Tao's joke made the corners of her eyes moisten.  Jun Tao hurriedly hugged Xiaoxiao, and gently scratched the tip of her nose: "Why are you crying when you're fine?"

    "It's the chicken legs that are so delicious." Xiaoxiao said with a sob.

    At least at this moment, the hearts of the two of them are truly connected.  Even after many years have passed, when Xiaoxiao looks back at this period of the past, she still remembers the throbbing in her heart at that moment.

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    At this time, Dong Fang did not expect that Qiu Daying had been transferred to the East China market as the general manager, and even came to him on his own initiative.

    The visitor is not only a guest, but also has a friendship after drinking.  Dong Fang didn't mean to be negligent, but personally welcomed Qiu Daying into the new feed factory after expansion.

    Qiu Daying followed Dong Fang, passed through the main entrance of the factory building, and entered a green path.  This is a small garden. In autumn and winter, chrysanthemums stand against the cold wind and bloom in full bloom.

    After passing the garden, there is a factory building paved with blue bricks, which is cleaned by a special person every day.  In the eyes of ordinary people, the feed factory is a dusty place, but Dong Fang's place looks clean and refreshing.

    Dong Fang stepped up the steps step by step, turned around and greeted Qiu Daying: "Manager Qiu, this way please."

    The two of them passed the steps and entered the interior of the factory building. The first floor is where large machines are placed.  Qiu Daying glanced at the past casually, although there was no movement on his face, but he couldn't help but secretly sighed in his heart.

    Unexpectedly, Dong Fang had already completed the purchase of a large number of equipment in silence.  He just peeked at a corner of the factory building, and he has already roughly estimated that the market value of the machine is at least one million, let alone those places he can't see?

    Dong Fang followed Qiu Daying's gaze, and said with a soft smile: "Small factories should also consider the issue of production mechanization, or else relying entirely on labor will not be able to keep up with supply and demand."

    Qiu Daying nodded thoughtfully, but remained silent for a long time.  Compared with someone who is completely ignorant and buys machines blindly, Dong Fang obviously has done enough homework.

    A competitor with a strategic vision has to be awe-inspiring.

    In Dong Fang's office, there is a low-key Bauhaus sofa.  Ordinary people may only think it is a western-style sofa. After all, Qiu Daying is an overseas Chinese who has seen the world. For such a taste of decoration in a small closed mountainous town, he felt an unspeakable surprise in his heart.

    After all, even in the Southern Special Economic Zone, which has taken the lead in getting rich, most of the decoration styles follow the Hong Kong style.  If you want to say that she is different and has a unique taste that does not show mountains and dews, then it should belong to Dong Fang in front of her.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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