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Chapter 224: 224 Recruitment

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    When Zhang Hongmei arrived at the post office, people also went to eat and rest at this time.

    Find Huang Ying and call her out of the post office.  "Sister Huang Ying, I brought over some stick slag, do I need to send it over?"

    Huang Ying thought for a while, "I'll tell the leader, I'll take you to my uncle's house now, he should be at home for dinner at this time."

    "I'm sorry to trouble you, Miss Huang Ying."

    "I told you not to be polite to me."

    The two rode to Uncle Huang Ying's house.  Received a warm reception.  This should work.

    Zhang Hongmei's heart was half relieved.  When he came out, Uncle Huang Ying asked Zhang Hongmei to write down the names of several people for him.  Thankfully I was prepared.

    "So these are all from your village? Their test scores are quite high, don't worry."

    Now Zhang Hongmei is relieved, there should be no replacement phenomenon.  After all, I gave gifts myself, and the best gift now is food.

    The two pushed the car to the street, "Sister Huang Ying, I'm going to school, let's go first!"

    "Slow down, I will take turns off this Saturday, you can come and get it at noon next Monday."

    "Well, I'm leaving."

    When Zhang Hongmei returned to school, the first class was over, and she sat in her seat facing the gaze of the Chinese teacher.

    The eyes of the Chinese teacher are so scary, and the pressure is so great!

    Sitting in his seat, he smiled flatteringly at the teacher, and got a blank stare from the teacher.

    After school, he got a letter from the guard, and it was Zhang Shouyi's handwriting.

    This guy is so busy and still has time to write a letter to himself?  It's incredible.

    I didn't have time to eat at noon, so I went to the space to eat a big meal in the evening, and the red wine steak felt like a buffet.

    After taking a shower, he lay on the bed and took out Zhang Shouyi's letter.  A few words of greeting, and a national food stamp of one hundred catties.

    I threw it aside and didn't intend to reply to the letter. It's nothing serious anyway, and I hate writing letters the most.

    In fact, Zhang Shouyi was really wronged. He only sleeps three or four hours a day in a busy day, and this letter was written while eating.  He is closing the work in his hands and wants to go back to Liujiatun for the New Year.

    It's going to be September in the Gregorian calendar, and the 15th of August is also approaching. Tomorrow, I will go for a walk in the building to see if there is any brown sugar, white sugar or something?  I have to go to the grain station to see if there is white flour.

    Thinking of using sorghum noodles, mooncakes made of sweet potato noodles will lose your appetite.

    The next day, under the watchful eyes of the head teacher, he rushed out of the school gate.

    I bought three catties of brown sugar in the building, and only one catty of white sugar.  I bought two catties of candy, and went back to share with the children.

    When I got home at night, before I had time to enter the space, I heard a knock on the door. It turned out that Zhang Shouyi was looking for someone to deliver food.

    This time it is white flour, and the mooncake skin has fallen off.

    At noon on Thursday, Zhang Hongmei found Dashan and ten of them at the school gate.

    "Brother Dashan, I went to see the leader. I gave him the list you left me last time. He agreed to help. Your grades are pretty good, so there should be no problem. But if something happens  Special circumstances are also possible, so just relax and wait."

    "That's great, this is the result of a few of us. It says let's come over next Monday to see the announcement, and we'll come over on Sunday."

    "Okay, I won't go back this week, so I'll wait for you at home. Also, hurry up and wait for the bus at the station."

    These ten people bid farewell to Zhang Hongmei excitedly, and Zhang Hongmei found it amused to see their frivolous footsteps.

    However, this is also something to be excited about. This can be regarded as a leap into the dragon gate.

    Zhang Hongmei felt uneasy when she returned home at night. After all, this was not a matter of one or two people, but the work of ten people.  Thinking about sending some more things?  In the end, I decided to go again, this time I decided to bring stick noodles, and I had to bring two more bags, Huang Ying's favor could not be uncovered by herself.

    The next day, Zhang Hongmei asked the teacher for leave again, and was approved to ride Song Zigan's bicycle to the post office to find Huang Ying.

    "Sister Huang Ying, I'm still not at ease, I want to go again."

    "Okay, I'll go with you." Huang Ying asked for leave and pushed her bicycle out.

    "Sister Huang Ying, there are two bags for you, don't refuse to send them home, I'll just go to your uncle's house by myself."

    "No, to be on the safe side, I'd better send it to my uncle. I'll just wait until I get the meat later."

    Zhang Hongmei felt quite embarrassed, and wanted to get some meat for the Mid-Autumn Festival, but she didn't know how to kill pigs and skin them.

    Someone in the village raises pigs??It's too thin, even people can't eat enough, what can pigs eat?  It's not bad to eat meat without killing it.

    There are still wild boars, there are still four in the ring, if not, let one go.  People in the village can also drink some broth.

    "You don't have to worry about Hongmei. If you don't have meat, you won't have it. Just think about me when you have the first one in the future. I'll pay for it."

    "Sister Huang Ying, I just think about the Mid-Autumn Festival in ten days. How about I go back next week and go to the mountains to have a look. Although wild pork is better than domestic pork, it is also very fragrant."

    "Hongmei, do you still have this ability? That would be great, if only you could eat meat on August 15th."

    "Hey, I'll go back and try. I can bring you mooncakes, we made them ourselves."

    "I've been waiting." When the two arrived, they brought in the four-sided bag of stick noodles, which weighed fourteen to five catties.

    Zhang Hongmei thought to herself that the bag of sticks, slag, and stick noodles weighed dozens of catties. These ten people should have no problem with their work. The main reason is that the ten of them have the best grades. This should not be considered a violation, right?

    Zhang Hongmei gave the leader their list of people with achievements, and this time they got a positive answer, so they left happily.

    "Now you can rest assured, sending so much food to you, they will definitely be able to arrange jobs for them, and their achievements are there."

    "I'm doing it for safety. Sister Huang Ying, I have to go to school, and I'll see you again on Monday."

    On Saturday morning, Zhang Hongmei steamed the brown sugar buns with Sanhe noodles.  At the supply station, I found Wang Hongxi who wanted to leave.

    "Village uncle, you eat first, and I will tell you something."

    Wang Hongxi took the sugar bag and ate it with big mouthfuls, and asked vaguely, "Have their jobs been settled?"

    "Well, I went there again yesterday, and this time I got an affirmative answer, so there should be no problem."

    "Did you spend a lot of money again?"

    "I just gave away about a hundred catties of stick noodles."

    "In the middle, I see, we can still deliver food for another ten days, and we have to keep the rest for ourselves."

    "Uncle, the second time you go back, go to my house to carry the white noodles back. We will still make moon cakes on August 15th, but we have to give some to the two families who are helping this time."

    "You keep it for yourself to eat. The noodles from last time haven't been moved yet, so keep the mooncakes."

    "This is the noodles sent by Zhang Shouyi. I still have something to eat at home. I'm afraid it won't be enough, so I'd better take it home." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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