Marrying a rough chief, a cold diplomat gave birth to three babies

Ruan Qingge and Huo Beiting cleaned the well.

Ruan Qingge went to Huo Beiting's house because someone had drugged the well.

While you have time, clean up the sludge at the bottom of the well.

He got a pump, drained the water from the well, and put charcoal and lime in it.

Ruan Qingge was worried that the poison was too strong, so he continued to pump water for three days. On the fourth day, after the water was pumped up, Ruan Qingge took some of it and put it into the space.

The plants in the space did not react, which meant that the remaining poison should have been eliminated.

Only then can you use well water with confidence.

The weather was getting hotter, so Ruan Qingge went to the factory. The factory built by Ruan Fengshou and others was already in good shape and a lot of products had been sold.

After their packaging was made, they registered the brand according to Ruan Qingge’s steps, and now they have the brand.

The quality of cigarettes produced in the factory is divided into several grades, so there are several packages with different prices.

Currently, we are wholesaled to various sales outlets, and the response from them is quite good.

It's mainly because the locals are used to the taste of their local tobacco leaves, and they also like those that are stronger.

Ruan Qingge inspected the factory's production line and discussed with Ruan Fengshou and others what to do next.

After the Chinese New Year, the factory sent two young people out for inspection.

However, this kind of technical problem is definitely kept strictly confidential, so they only saw what they were told to see and did not see any technical aspects, so they could only come back and figure it out on their own.

Ruan Fengshou: "Pigeon, you went to Brother Lin and the others to learn, but they didn't show you anything in depth."

Ruan Qingge: "Then how did others operate? Did they see it?"

There must be additives in cigarettes, but Ruan Qingge doesn't know what they add.

Ruan Fengshou smiled bitterly: "Where can I see it?"

In this case, Ruan Qingge thought for a moment and said, "Secretary, buy some cigarettes from the market and let people who like to smoke try the flavor. If they have a keen sense of taste, they should be able to taste something."

"Okay, I'll let Shanglin and the others do it right away."

Before leaving, Ruan Qingge looked at the packaging and found that the words she had asked to be printed on it were not printed, so she asked Ruan Fengshou: "Secretary, why are the words I specifically marked to be printed not printed?"

Ruan Fengshou casually said, "If that is printed, will anyone still buy our cigarettes?"

Ruan Qingge frowned, moved a chair over and sat opposite Ruan Fengshou, patiently explaining to him why these words were needed.

After hearing this, Ruan Fengshou's expression changed: "Pigeon, I didn't expect those words to be used here. Shanglin and I have discussed this and we all agree that those words will make it difficult for us to sell our cigarettes, so we simply don't use them."

Because tobacco leaves are the main cash crop in their village, Ruan Qingge thought of setting up a cigarette factory in the village.

But tobacco leaves have many harmful effects, so that sentence is printed on it.

All cigarettes in later generations had that line of words on them, but it didn’t affect their sales.

But the attitude must be put first, and things that will affect young people must be taken seriously. This is what Ruan Qingge specifically mentioned when he submitted the proposal.

Unexpectedly, Ruan Fengshou and others simply ignored this point.

Ruan Qingge's words made Ruan Fengshou and others feel ashamed.

They didn't think about it at all, just thought these few words would affect sales.

After seeing that they realized their mistakes, Ruan Qingge said earnestly: "Secretary, we make money, but we must make it with conscience."

Ruan Fengshou: "Yes, yes, you are right. We were short-sighted. Let's scrap this batch of packaging and reprint it. I estimate that all of them will be ready in a week."

Ruan Zhengli and the others were also very ashamed, their faces blushed: "Pigeon, you still think too far ahead."

They never considered the brand image or the company's reputation.

Just think about making money.

The sales volume in the first half of the year was very impressive, so I became a little too proud.

Thinking that Ruan Qingge was going to print words like that on the packaging was simply blocking his own way.

They had never thought about the issue of social responsibility, but after Ruan Qingge said this, they understood that opening a factory is to make money, but one also has to fulfill social responsibilities.

Ruan Qingge was in charge of this matter, and the packaging was delivered a week later, and all the things were replaced with new ones.

After the work was done, Ruan Qingge asked them to stick to their original intentions no matter what. Otherwise, when the mid-1980s came and more companies emerged, it would be difficult for them to survive in the big market environment.

Whether or not Ruan Qingge could listen to it was not something she could control, after all, she was not the person in charge of the factory.

Ruan Qingge rode her bike away from the factory, and when she got home, Huo Beiting had already prepared the meal.

Whenever he had time, Huo Beiting began to study cooking. He found that Ruan Qingge loved to eat delicious food and was quite picky about it.

But most of the time, Ruan Qingge is not picky about food, but if you talk to her about delicious food, she can talk about it all night long.

Huo Beiting wrote down all these details, and she also found that Ruan Qingge liked to eat boiled chicken, fried duck with young ginger, and fish, mostly braised ones.

"Brother Beiting, what delicious food did you make? I could smell it from the entrance of the alley."

Ruan Qingge hung up her hat and walked into the kitchen, and saw a tall man in an apron cooking.

Huo Beiting looked up at Ruan Qingge and smiled: "Braised carp, I caught it in the river at noon. It rained last night, the river water rose, and there were fish."

He also caught a lot of yellow croakers and kept them until tomorrow, and made yellow croaker tofu soup for Ruan Qingge at noon.

The meat of this fish is very tender, its belly is yellow, and the sharp spines on both sides are very prickly.

Ruan Qingge walked to the stove and added more firewood: "Did you go there alone?"

"No, Third Brother brought me along."

It took two people working together to catch so many fish.

Ruan Qingge: "Third brother is very good at catching fish."

Huo Beiting agrees with this: "Indeed, I learned a lot from him."

There are few boys who grow up by the river who don’t know how to catch fish, but Huo Beiting had been in the army for a few years and was somewhat unfamiliar with the work in the fields and the village.

I'm not as skillful as Ruan San and the others, so I have to learn some skills from scratch.

"What other dishes do you want to cook? Do you want more firewood?" Ruan Qingge looked at the flickering flames in the stove and remembered that after she had a falling out with Meng Chunlin in her previous life, she never returned to Tongxi Village. She was stupid to let them occupy her house.

Huo Beiting: "No need, I made some cold preserved eggs, braised carp, and a loofah egg soup, which is enough for the two of us."

Now he has learned to be frugal and manage the household well, which is something to be proud of.

Ruan Qingge actually praised Huo Beiting: "Not bad, Brother Beiting, you are getting better and better at living."

Huo Beiting was a little embarrassed: "No, it would be a waste if there were more. The fish was very big, it must be five pounds."

That is indeed enough.

Ruan Qingge brought the rice and bowls to the main room, and the two of them sat under the lamp to eat.

Huo Beiting carefully picked out all the fish bones for Ruan Qingge and put them into her bowl.

"Ruan Ruan, be careful of the thorns." He reminded her carefully.