Fishing and Hunting 82, Starting with Three Sisters Who Overprotect Their Brothers

Chapter 129 The Well Is Difficult to Repair

Lin Deqiang took two bites, his eyes wide with disbelief.

He refused to believe it and took another big bite, finally confirming it after a moment.

He turned around and stammered, "What... what did you do? Why didn't the thorns prick me?"

"A secret recipe." Zhang Wenshan spread his hands and exhaled a smoke ring.

Lin Deqiang finished the willow root in his hand in a few bites and said earnestly, "It's sweet and sour, your sister will definitely like it. How much?"

As he spoke, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a few coins.

"Hey, you—"

Zhang Wenshan was stunned.

Logically, shouldn't I ask how it was done?

Unable to put on a show, he immediately lost interest, waving his hand and saying, "It's for my sister, why would I need money? Besides, it's not worth much."

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"How can it be worthless?" Lin Deqiang said, his eyes wide. "You must have put a lot of sugar in it, right?"

"Now even affordable candy costs less than a dollar."

"So, if I smoke your cigarettes, do I have to pay for them too?"

"What—" Lin Deqiang subconsciously wanted to say that his brother-in-law was poor and his family was in trouble, but he realized that was a thing of the past.

People don't really care about a few cents these days.

The hand that was about to hand out the money hung awkwardly in mid-air.

"Brother-in-law, just help me find the well operator, that's a big deal." Zhang Wenshan subtly changed the subject.

"What's going on? Is your village's well broken?" Lin Deqiang walked to the other side of the table, picked up a cigarette and lit it.

"Yeah, it's been broken for over ten years." Zhang Wenshan flicked off his cigarette ash, looking helpless.

"Cough cough cough!" Lin Deqiang had just lit a cigarette and taken a puff when he heard this and almost choked. It took him a while to recover from the coughing. "Things that broke back in the '60s, and now you want to fix them?"

Zhang Wenshan sighed and briefly explained the possibility of drought, the need for irrigation wells, and the condition of the wells.

Lin Deqiang froze on the spot.

He didn't come to his senses until the ash fell onto his fingers.

"Is a severe drought coming?"

"A drought is possible." Zhang Wenshan rolled his eyes and turned to look outside.

"Do you think I can't understand what you mean?" Lin Deqiang replied irritably, then fell silent for a long while before asking in a low voice, "The same as that year?"

Zhang Wenshan found this strange, then suddenly remembered.

My second sister's husband's family was affected by the drought.

"Based on our experience from the past few years, it shouldn't be too serious. Aren't we all trying to find a solution?"

"Let's hope so." Lin Deqiang stubbed out his cigarette. "Let's go ask the repair shop now."

With the deputy head of the security department leading the way, and with Zhang Wenshan possessing the auspicious red-tailed golden carp, making him quite well-known in the agricultural machinery factory, things really went very smoothly.

Several technicians patted their chests and said they could go.

Zhang Wenshan thought about it and prepared to agree.

We'll have to go and see if it works. If it really can't be fixed, we can come up with a second solution.

"Don't try to show off. Do you even know the situation with the wells in Chishongtun?"

Just then, a lazy voice came from the corner, with a hint of disdain in its tone, instantly silencing the entire repair shop.

Zhang Wenshan looked in the direction of the sound.

There was a little old man in overalls, slumped in a chair behind a table, with a newspaper covering his face.

"Do you know about the wells in our Chishongtun?" Zhang Wenshan could tell at a glance that the other party was someone important.

In the 1980s, many people slept at work.

But someone who can shut everyone up with just a few words must be incredibly powerful.

"Master Qian is the top repairman in our area. Back in the day, whenever there was a problem with a machine in the surrounding villages, everyone would ask him to come and fix it."

The young repairman next to him explained in a low voice, his tone full of admiration.

"Don't bother, that well in your village is weird." Master Qian turned the newspaper over. "I've been there several times and couldn't figure out what was wrong. It wasn't just me; back then, your Party Secretary consulted everyone with some skills."

"Really? Even if you help, it won't work."

That's really strange.

"Brother, I'm not going to the well in your village if there's anything unclean about it."

"If even Master Qian can't do it, I'll be making a fool of myself."

Several repairmen who had just been making confident assurances immediately backed down.

Seeing this, Lin Deqiang wanted to try to persuade him again.

Zhang Wenshan raised his hand to stop him, and bowed to Master Qian and several young workers.

"Thank you for the reminder, Master Qian, and thank you all. In that case, we won't trouble you any further. We'll go ask around elsewhere."

"Why don't you try to get one?"

As soon as he stepped out of the repair shop, Lin Deqiang frowned, looking somewhat angry.

"Master Qian is highly respected, but he is quite old, perhaps—"

He spoke softer and softer until he finally shut his mouth.

Most of the repairmen at the agricultural machinery factory were trained by Master Qian. If he couldn't fix it, no one else could either.

"It's nothing, it was expected anyway," Zhang Wenshan said, rubbing his face. "Is Section Chief Zhou at the factory?"

"That's right, he knows a lot of people, maybe he knows other experienced workers." Lin Deqiang suddenly realized, and pulled him to the purchasing department office.

"Section Chief Lin, where are you going? Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Hey, isn't that the young man who caught the fish?"

"Quick, quick, let me shake your hand. After Xiao Li shook your hand last time, they started dating the very next day."

"Your words of thanks to the organization were so well said, could you repeat them so I can write them down?"

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Zhang Wenshan never expected such a grand occasion.

By the time I finally made it to the purchasing department, I was covered in sweat.

"Is it you?"

Knocking on the office door, Chen Youfu saw him at a glance, and his face instantly turned ugly. But remembering his master's words, he could only force out a smile that was even uglier than cool.

The other purchasing staff made no attempt to hide their hostile gazes.

Although Zhang Wenshan didn't know why, he remained fearless and glared back directly.

"Section Chief Lin, Brother Zhang, what a rare guest!" Zhou Daguo stood up with a smile. "What brings you here?"

"We've come here to—" Lin Deqiang immediately began, wanting to explain his purpose.

Zhang Wenshan spoke first: "Section Chief Zhou, may we speak in private?"

Zhou Daguo glanced at Chen Youfu and the others beside him, hesitated for a moment, and then said in a deep voice, "You all go out first. Don't come in without my permission."

"I'm sorry to have troubled you."

"It's no trouble at all; they're just sitting around all day with nothing to do," Zhou Daguo said meaningfully. "Your words, brother, are more useful than us working for several days."

These past two days, their purchasing department has become the biggest joke in the entire agricultural machinery factory.

A bunch of people couldn't do as well as the temporary workers who were previously fired.

"It was just something I said on the spur of the moment, nothing more," Zhang Wenshan said modestly, then explained his desire to repair the well.

After listening, Zhou Daguo's smile gradually disappeared, and he gently shook his head.

"Since Master Qian said it can't be done, I guess there's no one in our town who can do it. I can ask around in the county, but there's no guarantee of success."

Upon hearing this, Lin Deqiang's face turned pale, and he seemed somewhat dazed.

"Just as I thought."

Zhang Wenshan sighed, thought for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "Section Chief Zhou, can our factory drill a well?"

"I don't know," Zhou Daguo shook his head and said, "If your village wants to drill a well, I can contact someone, but the price will be at least three thousand or more."

Zhang Wenshan shook his head and said, "I mean, can our factory drill wells?"

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