Infinite Doomsday: I rely on space to stock up and bully the scum

Chapter 169: The Cold Doomsday: Home Alone

After returning home, Jiang Jiang counted the visible inventory in his home.

Five or six hundred kilograms of rice and flour were neatly piled in the cellar, and Aunt Shufen also folded two sets of warm clothes and two military coats and brought them to her.

There were two boxes of medicine, one large and one small, that had been passed through Minglu, several large boxes of wool and snacks, plus the various sweet potatoes, corns, and pumpkins that the villagers usually gave her. She couldn't finish them all in a year or two.

There were just a few daily necessities missing, so Jiang Jiang planned to tell the branch secretary and ask for a half-month vacation, which would count as her social practice course.

After living in the village, it was not strange for her to buy some daily necessities.

After a busy day, Master Jiang, who was hungry, washed two big round sweet potatoes, put one in the stove to stew, and peeled and cut the other into pieces, and cooked a pot of sweet potato porridge.

The sweet potatoes grown by the farmers themselves tasted sticky and sweet. Jiang Jiang took out a large plate of pickled pepper bullfrog and a few small cold dishes from the space, poured a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, watched a movie while showing off the delicious food, and sighed that life is worth it.

......

"dududu~"

A small truck emitting black exhaust fumes stopped at the foot of the mountain.

"Hello, hello. Are you Master Liu from the Shancheng Charcoal Factory?"

In order to show respect, Zhang Qiang took Zhang Yang and a few others to wait on the roadside early in the morning.

Jiang Jiang was yawning, looking like he hadn't slept well.

Last night, on a whim, she watched a suspense drama. The plot was so tight and exciting that she watched it until two in the morning before going to bed. As a result, she was woken up by Zhang Qiang at six o'clock, before dawn.

A middle-aged man in a polo shirt got out of the car. He first looked at Zhang Qiang who spoke, then smiled and shook hands with him.

"Yes, yes, I am Liu Qi. May I know which one is Ms. Jiang?"

Liu Qi's eyes swept over the crowd.

"It's me, Master Liu."

Jiang Jiang took the initiative to speak up, she knew that Liu Qi also had the responsibility of a delivery driver.

She bought two replacement machines from the factory where Liu Qi worked, and bought a few new ones for herself to store in the space. Then it was natural for her to greet the people in the factory and ask the experienced Liu Qi to come and provide guidance for a few days as a technician.

Sure enough, Liu Qi looked at Jiang Jiang with a more kind look.

He took out a delivery slip from the chest pocket of his polo shirt.

"Ms. Jiang, please check the receipt. Once you've confirmed that there's no problem, please have your people move the machine to the mountain so I can debug it."

Jiang Jiang reached out and took the list, comparing it with the corresponding machine. It was indeed the ones she had seen before.

This machine is not expensive in the first place, and a second-hand one is even cheaper. The total cost of several machines is no more than two thousand yuan.

The main costs are transportation and labor.

The transportation cost alone is three hundred yuan, and the labor cost is five hundred yuan a day.

However, Jiang Jiang looked at the pickup truck driven by Liu Qi and had some doubts.

This broken pickup truck hasn't been torn away and scrapped yet?

Liu Qi noticed Jiang Jiang's eyes, put one hand on the car window, and patted the car door twice with the other hand, causing the whole door to creak.

"Little girl, don't look at my old car, but it has never had any problems on the road. Look at these machines, haven't I delivered them to you safely?"

It turned out to be a private job.

This shabby pickup truck is Liu Qi's own car. He uses his own car to deliver the goods to Jiang Jiang, so the 300 yuan transportation fee will definitely go into his own pocket.

Zhang Qiang didn't know the twists and turns and just kept following and agreeing.

Liu Qi, on the other hand, felt that he was in the wrong and chuckled twice.

"It's not shameful to make money. Everyone has a family to support."

"Don't worry, there will be absolutely no problem with the machine. I will not hold back on these apprentices. I will not leave until they have all passed the test."

Zhang Qiang had never dealt with many people outside the village. After hearing Liu Qi's "heartfelt" words, he was almost ready to become close friends with him and call him brother.

However, Jiang Jiang only needed to take a glance to see through Liu Qi's true nature as a seasoned veteran.

But she doesn't mind. Old-fashioned people will turn a blind eye to many unreasonable things because they find it troublesome.

As long as Zhang Qiang is paid enough and allowed to eat and drink well, the people in the village will be able to learn the skills well.

"That's great. Master Liu, you have to pay attention to it and make sure everyone learns it. It doesn't matter if they learn slowly. Slow work makes fine work."

Jiang Jiang is also very sensible. She studies longer and learns better. She is not someone who cares about the tuition fees.

Liu Qi's smile became more genuine, and he and Zhang Qiang had a detailed conversation about where to put the delivered machines.

The rest of the people could only act as coolies and had to walk twice to transport the heavy machine to the mountain.

The threshing floor factory was being built day and night. There was vacant space in Jiang Jiang's house, Zhang Qiang's house, and Zhang Yang's house, so several machines were placed in one place.

Everyone learned how to operate the machine at the branch secretary's house. His son Zhang Hai was responsible for greeting and organizing everyone, and was implicitly the team leader of the group.

Jiang Jiang had nothing to do at home, so he got a new part-time job.

Collect various agricultural and forestry waste picked up by villagers, weigh them and settle the bill for them.

Since most of the young and middle-aged people went to the threshing ground to help build the factory, the various agricultural and forestry wastes picked up could only be brought in by the elderly or children at home.

"Sister Jiang Jiang, we have all moved here. This belongs to Xiaobei's family."

The child who was speaking was called Wang Yiran. He was the oldest of five children in the village and was in the sixth grade this year.

She brought a few younger children with her, bringing bundles of firewood, corn stalks, and a large pile of leaves and dead branches.

They were very young and not as strong as adults, so they ran several times before they brought the raw materials that were picked up by Jiang Xiaobei's family.

Jiang Xiaobei is the youngest of the five of them and is only five years old this year.

Qingshan Village doesn’t have a kindergarten, let alone an elementary school. When children reach a certain age, they go to the elementary school in the neighboring Qingshui Village.

Five-year-old Jiang Xiaobei had no one to take care of her at home, so she had to go to the first grade of primary school with the other children in the village. Because she was not yet six years old, she could be enrolled in school next year, which meant she had to go to the first grade again.

Jiang Jiang borrowed a large scale for weighing rice in the village and weighed the raw materials brought by the children one by one. The total amount was 823 kilograms, which amounted to 246.9 yuan. Jiang Jiang rounded it up to 247 yuan.

"Xiao Bei, should I put this money on your account, or do you want to take it back?"

Jiang Xiaobei tugged at his torn pants and didn't dare to say anything.

When Jiang Jiang saw the looks of the children, he knew what was going on.

They didn't dare take so much money. They wanted to get an advance of fifty cents or one yuan to buy snacks, but they were afraid of being scolded by their parents.

"Xiao Bei, Sister Jiang Jiang will put it on your account. I'll write you a note later. You can take it back to your parents and ask them to come to me with the note to collect the money, okay?"

Jiang Xiaobei nodded when he heard this and gave Jiang Jiang a shy smile.

When Wang Yiran saw that Xiaobei's things had been moved, he acted like a little adult and immediately made arrangements for the next family.

"Sister Jiang Jiang, please wait for us for a moment."

Jiang Jiang called Wang Yiran and her four friends.

"Wait, I have something for you."