Reborn in 1981, the first to get rich start with dairy cows.

Chapter 167 Grain Delivery

Director Wang stood in front, holding a report in his hand.

Shen Dong clapped his hands and shouted to everyone to be quiet.

Seeing that the situation had stabilized, Director Wang finally spoke.

"This report was conducted by the county. The products of Baotashan Dairy Factory, whether yogurt or popsicles, use unpolluted water and milk sources, which are nutritious and hygienic, and can be consumed with confidence."

As he spoke, he held up the report in his hand.

The reporter went up and took several photos of the report.

"I told you so. If he had a problem, the county leaders wouldn't have come. Wouldn't it be a slap in their own face if something went wrong?"

"Exactly, exactly. I never said there was a problem with the dairy factory."

"You were just questioning it..."

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"That's because we didn't know the situation. Now the facts are clear. Let's hear what the leader has to say."

Sure enough, with Director Wang's endorsement, people at the scene spontaneously began to refute the rumors.

Once it was determined that no one else had raised any objections, the event was temporarily concluded.

After the crowd had mostly dispersed, Shen Dong went to the guardhouse.

As soon as I entered, I saw two little kids squatting on the ground; two middle-aged people were already standing next to them; I didn't know what their relationship was.

"Factory manager, you're here. These two kids have confessed everything," Li Hu said impatiently.

One of the police officers stepped forward and said, "Director Shen, according to the two children, it was the brothers Tao Damao and Tao Ermao from your production team who instigated them." He then took out a statement.

"They explained everything clearly, from how they started spreading the rumors to discussing how to use frothy milk to fake white foam. They wrote it all down."

Shen Dong couldn't help but praise them in his heart for being smart, and then took a look at the transcript.

"Oh, right, these two are parents. Someone recognized them and called them over."

As soon as the police officer finished speaking, two farmers came over and bowed to apologize.

Shen Dong sighed.

I also know that this matter can only end here, because no losses have been caused, and they are just teenagers, so the buffs are fully stacked.

Two farmers kicked the child and made him get up and apologize.

The two kids realized they had caused trouble and kept apologizing.

Shen Dong waved his hand listlessly, and the two fathers thanked him and took their child away.

"Well, Director Shen, if there's nothing else, we'll be going now."

After everyone left, Li Hu slammed his fist on the table and said angrily, "That son of a bitch Tao Damao, he didn't learn his lesson after falling into the latrine last time. I have to go back and deal with him again."

Shen Dong patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "I guess those two didn't expect to cause such a big commotion. They probably just wanted to talk, but the rumors spread like wildfire and couldn't be stopped."

"But we can't let them off the hook."

"Don't worry, I won't use hitting or beatings. I'll give them a big surprise."

If the course of history doesn't change, the two brothers will commit a major crime in the first half of next year, a crime that will get them fired.

That would be the real end of the world.

When he got home, Tao Aihui came to apologize.

Although the two sons swore that Shen Dong was behind the incident where they fell into the cesspool, when asked for further evidence, they couldn't provide any proof, only saying that someone had seen them go to school.

He started to have doubts. Logically speaking, he was the team's accountant and had a brother-in-law who was a leader in the county. No one should have messed with his family.

Could it really be Shen Dong?

But suspicions aside, since the police have intervened, they should at least give a response.

However, Shen Dong no longer wanted to pay attention to her and accepted Tao Aihui's apology.

It was already evening, but the village was still very busy.

It's harvest time right now, and many people are even shirtless, carrying sacks.

"Grandpa, Uncle, are you still busy?"

Shen Weimin was also bandaging the bag, and Shen Changping and Hu Aiping were helping him.

"The grain delivery is in a few days, so we'd better hurry," Shen Weimin said, his hands still busy. "That's for your family; I've got it ready for you."

Shen Dong then noticed two bags lying in the corner. He went over and tried to move them, but found that he couldn't move them at all.

"How many kilograms? One bag weighs 150 kilograms."

"Wow, that's a lot to pay?"

"Of course! This year's harvest is pretty good, so we should do more to contribute to the country. Come on, lift it up."

Shen Dong stepped forward to lend a hand, and the two of them lifted the bag together.

It was getting late, and there was still a lot of rice to be dried tomorrow, so Shen Weimin pulled over a cloth to cover it up.

"Sir, is the harvest good this year?" While Shen Weimin was busy, he moved closer to Shen Changping.

The sky was clear, the moon was bright, and Shen Dong could even see the reflection of the moonlight in the old man's eyes.

"Yes, thanks to God, there has been plenty of rain this year, and the harvest is much better than in previous years."

"Could that be thanks to the household contract responsibility system?"

Shen Changping didn't shy away from the issue and nodded, "You're right, the policy has a significant impact. If it weren't implemented, things would probably only be slightly better than in previous years."

As someone who has been through it all, Shen Dong is well aware of the role of the household contract responsibility system, and moreover, due to the backwardness of technology, its role has not yet been fully realized.

With the advancement of fertilizers and various types of machinery, the yield per acre will continue to increase.

"The grain delivery notice has come down, let's go together."

After Shen Weimin finished his work, Shen Dong said goodbye and went home to rest.

Delivering grain was quite a troublesome matter. First, you had to push a cart, load several hundred kilograms of rice belonging to a family onto it, and then push it to...

The commune also had to undergo various inspections.

If there's a problem, we'll have to push it back. There are only a few able-bodied people in the family, and we also have to pay our own grain taxes, so we have to contribute.

Sure enough, the next day, Li Shangen announced over the loudspeaker that the grain would be delivered the day after tomorrow.

In two more days, Shen Weimin will need to winnow the rice in the drying yard to remove the straw and mud.

Shen Dong wanted to help with these tasks but didn't know how, so he simply let them do them themselves.

I was thinking of buying two pounds of pig's head meat today to give the old man and the others an extra meal.

Back at the factory, Li Hu had just brought back four typhoon fans and was showing them off when he saw Shen Dong return. He came running over excitedly.

"Factory manager, the fan is ready."

Shen Dong smiled. "Can it be installed today?"

Shen Dong planned to install it on the wall, so it needed to be suspended, and safety had to be ensured.

"No problem, we've already found someone. They're busy this morning, but will come this afternoon."

"Okay, remember to try it out after you install it."

"Okay!"

When I got to my office, I realized it was quite hot.

Because the windows face east and the sun has been drying all morning, the indoor temperature is not low at all.

Shen Dong wondered, should we get another typhoon fan and put it in the office?

Thinking about it, I decided against it. My career isn't even that good yet; I can't let hedonism corrupt me.

On the other hand, jujube-flavored yogurt has already been on the market, and with the added seasonal advantage, demand is steadily increasing.

However, the jujube-flavored popsicles were met with a cold reception.

Even though the price isn't high, people still prefer salt water popsicles.

After hearing Wu Qingfeng's report, Shen Dong could only attribute the reason to the busy farming season and the need to recover his strength.

The failure of the first fruit-flavored popsicle in June cast a shadow over everyone's hearts.