'Count them, how many ants are there?' Han Songlin looked at the ants with his eyes, which were a kind of ant with a slight golden yellow colouration, commonly known as a house ant. They are relatively small and usually nest in areas of human activity.
They are a kind of ant that lives in symbiosis with humans.
There are especially many of them in the countryside, and anyway, the rice that falls on the ground, or other things, these ants are responsible for disposing of.
It's good that they clean up after us in time.
At least it won't get mouldy or anything.
Apart from house ants, there are also house snakes, geckos, and so on.
As for geckos, basically every household in the countryside has them, and people don't bother with them after seeing them.
Because geckos eat mosquitoes!
Is this not an ecosystem formed within the residence, with ants disposing of rubbish, snakes dealing with mice, and geckos taking care of mosquitoes.
And humans occupy the central position.
'One hundred and sixty-five!' Han Ze replied loudly.
This answer took Han Songlin a little by surprise, and he asked doubtfully, 'You counted them?'
'I guessed!'
Whether the number was correct or not was unimportant; the important thing was that I had given a number.
Tapping his forehead lightly, Han Songlin remembered something. When he was in primary school, he hadn't finished his summer homework, so he did something.
He wrote 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 in the answer spaces in the summer homework book!
I didn't do it seriously, but I wrote the answers!
Han Songlin felt that he needed to educate Han Ze a little: 'You're not doing it right. If you don't count, how can you talk nonsense?'
Han Ze just sat on the ground. He still couldn't count.
Han Ting, on the other hand, was counting enthusiastically: 'Dad, the ants are moving around, I can't count them all.'
He was actually counting the ants!
Han Songlin thought for a moment and wiped the line of ants.
The entire orderly formation instantly became chaotic.
Han Ting could count, up to a thousand, which was quite good.
Usually, when Liu Yuyan was free, she would teach Han Ting.
Children can come up with anything, so when Han Songlin showed off such a trick, it immediately diverted everyone's attention.
After a short period of chaos, the ant team reconnected the route.
Everything seemed to be back to normal.
Han Ting reached out her small hand, hesitated for a while, and didn't want to get her hands dirty.
Her mother said that girls should be clean and not dirty.
But her strong curiosity made her want to try.
Seeing that the ants were in disarray again, Han Ting couldn't help but wonder why the ants couldn't be found at once.
It's always a good habit to ask questions when you don't understand, especially for children.
You must cultivate the habit of asking questions in him, otherwise, even a smart child will become mediocre if they don't ask questions.
No one can possibly say that they can understand all the problems in the world just by thinking on their own, not even a sage.
Asking questions is therefore the fastest way to learn.
'This is because ants leave behind a scent that they can smell when walking, and wiping it away with your fingers destroys the scent, so they can't find their way.' Han Songlin didn't talk about the ant's pheromones and the like, but kept it simple.
After playing around for a while, Han Songlin took Han Ting to have a look inside the workshop.
Everything was new to Han Ting, and she carefully stood by the edge of the pit and looked down.
She held onto Han Songlin's hand tightly.
Han Songlin was also afraid that Han Ting would fall, as the pit was quite deep and she would definitely get hurt if she fell in.
When Han Songlin picked Han Ting up, she whispered in his ear, 'Daddy, it's so dirty, will there be footprints in the shit?'
As she said this, Han Ting's eyes shone as she looked at the person who was refining the rice husks on the wine steamer.
When the rice husks are stacked, someone will go up and step on them to make them more solid.
Since they have to step on them, they must not wear shoes.
That's why Han Songlin didn't want to say anything.
When he saw it for the first time, he couldn't quite accept it either.
But if you want to talk about hygiene, the brewing conditions in the winery are better than in many food factories in China.
After brewing every day, the brewery will clean and rinse the workshop.
Moreover, alcohol also has a disinfectant effect, so there is nothing to worry about.
Han Songlin scratched Han Ting's little face and laughed, 'She washed her feet!'
Anyway, did she wash them or not?
In the brewery, basically everyone wears flip-flops or the like when they are producing.
Even in winter, it is no exception.
Han Ting said she understood: 'My younger sister just likes to eat her toes!'
Han Songlin's mouth twitched a little, and he said, 'You like them too!'
'I don't!' Han Ting retorted, resolutely denying it; ever since the time she wore a pair of shoes that didn't breathe very well and then came home after a day of running around like crazy, her feet smelled, and she never ate them again.
Seeing Han Ting's serious little face, Han Songlin couldn't help but laugh out loud.
'Fine, I don't like them!'
'Humph!'
Production-wise, there is indeed nothing for Han Songlin to worry about; there are workshop directors and team leaders to oversee things, and as long as the standardised production process is followed, everything will be fine.
Now that Fule Wine has established a complete set of standardised production processes, the quality of the wine is well assured.
Han Songlin also went to have a look at the newly built wine tanks.
There is nothing to say about the construction of the wine tanks, it is mainly about the foundation.
Now that the foundation has been completed, the tanks are being welded.
Han Songlin asked Han Ting to wait for him outside the work area, as there were many tools and wires here.
He looked at one of the completed tanks. The tank body was complete, and only some of the ancillary pipes needed to be welded.
There would be a bridge above the tank, so that the tanks could be connected to each other.
There would also be firefighting pipes and water pipes on the tanks.
In short, there would be a lot of pipes on one tank.
As for the inlet and outlet of the wine tank, there will be no inlet on the top of the tank.
Pumping wine in from the top of the tank with a wine pump has been banned in many wineries because it is unsafe.
Feeling the welded joints on the wine tank, the welding master's skills are quite good, and the weld lines are all fish scale welds.
It feels like the money was not spent in vain.
Han Songlin looked at the fire protection pipes again. Many of the pipes are buried underground, so they cannot be seen.
As for whether the pipes will rust if they are buried underground?
Don't worry about that. Basically, all the pipes in the winery are made of stainless steel.
Especially the pipes on the side of the wine tanks, they must all be made of stainless steel.
After a brief look, Han Songlin took Han Ting away.
During lunch, they also talked about work over the dinner table.
There are no major problems at Fule Wines at the moment.
After all, the sales channels are all running quite well.
Fule Wine Industry can be said to be focused on its role as a manufacturer.
If you want to make good wine, then the winery naturally has to focus on winemaking.
As for technological innovation, Fule Wine Industry cannot invest a lot of money every year, but there is still some investment.
In fact, Han Songlin cannot increase investment, because that is all the money they have.
'Come, let's drink tea instead of wine, cheers! I wish Fule Wine Industry a better year.'
Since he had to go to work in the afternoon, there was naturally no drinking or anything.
'This year, our winery will definitely be booming.'
'Cheers!'
Facing Chen Yinghua's urging to leave every other day, Han Songlin packed his bags and left his warm home to pursue poetry and the distance. Well, actually, he just packed a few clothes and was ready to go.
When he left, Liu Yuyan also reminded Han Songlin to clean the house on the Yanghe side.
Speaking of the house on the Yanghe side, Han Songlin almost forgot about it!
Indeed, Han Songlin also bought a house in Yanghe, and you can see the rippling water under the blue sky when you open the window.
'If this time we really acquire Xinxing Industrial, I guess I'll be in Yanghe most of the time in the future.'
Liu Yuyan gently straightened Han Songlin's collar, with a faint smile on her face. Upon hearing this, her brows furrowed slightly, then relaxed again.
'It's fine, by then, our whole family can go to Yanghe. Yanghe is quite nice, too, and it's better than Lechi in terms of development!'
Lechi has started quite a few major projects this year, such as the renovation of Lechi Park.
It has now been fenced off, unlike in the future, when the construction site will be fenced off with partitions or something.
It's simply fenced off with some string.
The entire construction is taking place right under everyone's noses.
Apart from the reconstruction of Yuechi Park, there is also the hardening of the roads with cement.
It has been decided that all the main roads in the county will be hardened with cement.
This is especially the case for the roads to Yanghe and Rongcheng.
Why is the road to Yanghe being built? It's simple, because a lot of goods from Fule Winery have to be transported in and out of Yanghe.
Compared to Yanghe, Yuechi is inherently inferior.
Han Songlin gave Liu Yuyan a gentle hug, making her feel a little shy. She looked carefully at Zhang Suyun, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV.
'Mom, I'll be going first!'
Zhang Suyun's aged face wore a smile: 'Go, don't worry about the house.'
Han Songlin smiled and told Liu Yuyan, 'Take care of the house!'
'Don't worry, I know.'
Han Yufei, who could barely stand up, looked over and saw that her little one was walking while holding onto the sofa.
'Okay, I'm leaving!'
In the third month of spring, the whole earth could feel the breath of spring permeating the air.
The branches and buds had already sprouted a large area of green, and on the ground, the tender weeds had once again covered the earth from underground.
Large areas of rapeseed flowers had also dyed the scenery golden at this time.
One could smell the unique fragrance of rapeseed flowers in the air, and from time to time, one could see bees busily working in the sea of flowers.
The road to Yanghe was already under construction at this time, and the semi-road construction method was used, which can be said to reduce the impact on road traffic.
Fortunately, there were relatively few vehicles on the road at the moment, so there were no long traffic jams.
Han Songlin arrived at Yanghe without any problems. He didn't rush to find Chen Yinghua, but first went to the Yanghe house to take a look.
After buying this house, he didn't pay much attention to it.
The renovations and such had already been done.
Opening the door, the room was covered in a layer of dust.
He gently wiped the dust off the cupboard, and after looking at the grey dust on his index finger, rubbed it to make it less visible.
He obviously couldn't live here today.
He also wondered if there were any professional domestic cleaners.
Before the economy developed to a certain extent, people still preferred to do these things themselves.
Buying time with money was not a concept that people had yet.
Nowadays, money is important, but time is more than enough.
Han Songlin drove to a decoration store, the owner of which was Wei Bo; Han Songlin had worked with him before.
In fact, it had been quite a while since they last met.
The decoration store had not changed much, except that the sign had become a little old.
Time had left its mark.
'Hey, it's Boss Han!'
Wei Bo was surprised to see Han Songlin. He had thought that they would never meet again!
He heard that Han's braised food had now opened all over the South.
The last time Wei Bo went to Jiangzhong and Rongcheng, he saw Han's braised food stores everywhere.
Seeing his own designed storefronts in different places, Wei Bo was not proud, that would naturally be abnormal.
Han Songlin had a smile on his face, reached out and shook Wei Bo's hand, saying, 'Boss Wei, long time no see!'
'It's been more than a year since we last met, but you look the same as ever!' Wei Bo shook Han Songlin's hand firmly. He had watched Han Songlin grow his business from the beginning, and so he was filled with emotion.
'Come, come, sit inside!'
Wei Bo called out, "Xiaoqin, quickly, pour some tea!'
Han Songlin refused, he hadn't come for tea. "I'll skip the tea, I came here to ask if you know anyone who specializes in cleaning houses?'
'Cleaning the house? You want a nanny?'
The profession of nanny has always existed and never disappeared.
Now that there are more and more wealthy people, the demand for nannies is naturally increasing.
Isn't it a better thing to spend some money to free yourself from the trivial matters of life and create greater value?
Han Songlin shook his head gently: 'I want to find a part-time worker to help me clean up the house. I haven't lived in this house since it was renovated, and there is a lot of dust.'
'The house by the river?'
'Yes!'
Wei Bo knew the house, and it was no surprise, because he was the one who decorated it.
'I see. Xiaoqin, take your things and help Boss Han clean the room.'
Han Songlin looked at Xiaoqin, a young girl who was not very tall and did not look very old.
He looked up at Wei Bo and wondered if he was using child labour.
Well, nowadays, many children start working as soon as they finish primary school.
It's really not unusual. Many families don't have the money to support a student.
Poor at studying, good at martial arts?
That's not true. Studying is very expensive; practising martial arts is not.
Xiao Qin agreed and came out with a bucket, mop and other things.
The tools and such were quite complete.
Han Songlin didn't ask how much it would cost to clean the house once, and even if Han Songlin didn't pay, Wei Bo wouldn't say anything.
But one can't do things like that.
Xiaoqin worked very quickly, and after cleaning the entire house, it only took an hour or so.
Han Songlin gave Xiaoqin 50 yuan as a fee for her trouble.
Xiaoqin said directly that the money was too much.
Han Songlin insisted, and she took it.
As for Han Songlin's offer to take her back, she firmly disagreed.
Han Songlin did not insist, and told her to take a taxi back.
The house had all the basic furniture.
So Han Songlin only needed to buy groceries and she would be able to move in.
Han Songlin went to buy bedding, towels, toothpaste and toothbrushes.
The next day, Han Songlin did not go looking for Chen Yinghua, but stood in front of the entrance to Xinxing Industrial.
At this time, the door of Xinxing Industrial was tightly closed, and there was only an old man sitting inside the guard room listening to the radio.
Han Songlin took out his wallet and emptied the money into his other pocket, leaving only two bills in the wallet.
After doing so, Han Songlin walked over and took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket. The brand of the cigarette was not mentioned, but it was quite expensive, costing five yuan a pack.
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