When Wan Yuhong heard this, he was extremely surprised.
She thought that Jin Feng was just here to take Wan Heming to Xihewan to go to school, but she didn't expect that Jin Feng would directly accept a disciple.
Wan Yuhong has watched her father work since she was a child, and has also worked in the iron smelting workshop for so long. She knows very well that Jin Feng's skills are much better than her father's.
She has also seen Jin Feng teach Mancang, who is different from other disciples.
During the feudal period, there was a saying that the disciples of the church would starve their master to death. Many people wanted to save their disciples, but the Jinfeng disciples never held back.
If Wan Heming can worship under Jin Feng's sect, he is destined to bring glory to his family in the future!
"Meet the Master!"
Wan Heming knelt down towards Jin Feng and kowtowed three times seriously.
Jin Feng resisted kowtowing to others and didn't like others kowtowing to him, but he didn't stop him this time.
"Okay, get up. You will be my third disciple from now on. Remember to stay away from impatience, study hard and make progress."
Jin Feng warned.
Wan Heming has been called a genius since he was a child, and what he is most worried about is the child's pride.
"Yes!" Wan Heming stood up.
"Thank you sir!"
Wan Yuhong's eyes filled with excitement, and she was about to kneel down in front of Jin Feng.
"You've been in Xihewan for so long and you still don't know? We in Xihewan don't want to kneel down and worship."
Jin Feng stopped Wan Yuhong with a smile.
"Thanks to your kindness, sir, I accept Xiaohe. Even if Yuhong dies now, she will have an account with her mother."
Wan Yuhong wiped her tears and said: "It's a pity that Yuhong has nothing to offer now. He can't even bring out a bundle of repairs. He can only kowtow to Mr. to show his gratitude."
"Do you think I am recruiting disciples for the sake of training?"
"Of course not." Wan Yuhong waved her hands quickly: "Yuhong just doesn't know how to thank Mr.
"Thank you very much. Just work hard from now on."
This was the sentence Jin Feng said most frequently in Iron Can Mountain.
Especially when we first took over Tin Can Mountain, almost all the female workers kowtowed to him and said a lot of words of gratitude when they saw him.
Jin Feng could only respond with this sentence.
Later, I became impatient, so I gathered all the female workers together and held a meeting, forcing them not to kowtow anymore.
With more contact, the female worker gradually became familiar with Jin Feng, and the limelight finally stopped.
But who knew that the female workers started teasing him again, and it became a new trend in Tin Can Mountain.
This is even harder to deal with than kowtow. We can't hold another plenary meeting and say that none of you can molest me, right?
It's too shameless to say this, after all, not all girls tease him.
"Okay, I'll go take a look at the factory. Xiaohe, go pack up with your sister, say goodbye to the children, and come back to Xihewan with me tomorrow."
Jin Feng was really afraid that Wan Yuhong would insist on kowtowing to him again, so he waved his hands and got up and left the room.
First we went to the soap workshop, then to the drying area, and finally to the canteen.
It must be said that Zuo Feifei is very capable and manages the factory in an orderly manner.
When I turned to the canteen, I happened to meet Zuo Feifei.
"Sir, I have made arrangements for the sisters. They have just had dinner, and now A-Zhen will take them to take a shower and change clothes."
Zuo Feifei thought Jin Feng came to visit the new female workers and said with a smile: "I told them to rest for two days and then start working the day after tomorrow."
"Yeah, sure." Jin Feng nodded: "I just walked around the factory and you managed it well."
"The main thing is that the sisters are all grateful to their husband for working hard and no one is lazy or lazy."
Zuo Feifei said with a smile: "Speaking of which, it's all thanks to Mr.
"Okay, since we are so familiar, there is no need for you to lick... or flatter me anymore."
Jin Feng quickly changed his mind: "Now that the Chamber of Commerce is getting bigger and bigger, the demand for soap will also be greater and greater. If you have any difficulties here, just write a letter and have it sent to Xihewan."
"Feifei understands." Zuo Feifei said: "The weather has been bad recently, the construction progress of the new workshop is too slow, and it will take several more days to dry the soap liquid. I'm afraid the output will drop a lot this month."
"There's nothing we can do about it, but it's raining all over Sichuan and Sichuan, and the caravan is moving slowly, so there's still plenty of time left for you."
Jin Feng said: "As for the workshop construction, I will go back and discuss with the village chief and Third Grandpa to see if we can send more workers over.
But you should be careful here and don't let construction workers enter the soap workshop."
"Understood," Zuo Feifei nodded: "I have explained to the sisters here that no outsiders can come in."
"That's good." Jin Feng said, "My aunt asked me to go to your house for dinner at noon. It's almost time. Let's go and talk about it when we get home."
This sentence was so ambiguous that Zuo Feifei blushed again and followed Jin Feng with her head lowered like a little daughter-in-law.
Back at Zuo's house, Mrs. Zuo Zhang was about to go out to ask Jin Feng and Zuo Feifei to come back for dinner.
When he saw the two people walking back side by side, he stopped and leaned against the door frame, watching silently.
The two of them were talking while walking, and the smile on Zuo Feifei's face never disappeared.
The more Zuo Zhang looked at it, the more satisfied he became, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the two of them were a perfect match.
He went up to me with a smile: "I was just about to call you, and you came back."
"The aroma of the rice cooked by my aunt is floating ten miles away, and we came back just because of the aroma of the rice." Jin Feng said with a smile.
"Sir, you are really good at talking."
Ms. Zuo Zhang said with a smile: "If you really like to eat, sir, you will come to Tin Can Mountain more times in the future."
Apart from the office, only Zuo Feifei and Zuo Zhang live in the courtyard of the Dangdang's house. Jin Feng and Guan Xiaorou only come here who knows how often. The kitchen and the restaurant next to it are also given to Zuo Feifei and her daughter.
The mother and daughter worked together, and the food was quickly placed on the table.
It's a very simple three dishes and one soup, but Zuo Zhang made it with great care, making it full of color, flavor and flavor.
"I am a clumsy person and I don't know how to cook many dishes. Don't dislike me, sir."
Mrs. Zuo Zhang said polite words as usual.
"Ma'am, please don't say that. The food you cook is very delicious. Later I will have Runniang come to Iron Can Mountain to study with me for a while."
Jin Feng said with a smile: "And my dear, I have told you several times, don't call yourself Laosheng from now on. Only a lady in her seventies and eighties calls herself that. You are only in your early thirties. The first time I saw you, I was so confused."
I thought you were Feifei's sister, calling yourself old by calling me that."
Marriage was early in the feudal era. Zuo Zhang married Zuo Feifei's father at the age of fifteen. They had Zuo Feifei at that time, and she is only thirty-three years old now.
After arriving in Iron Can Mountain, Mr. Zuo Zhang had no worries about food and drink, and was not very tired from work. He quickly recovered from the shadow of the house confiscation and looked really young.
Zuo Feifei inherited most of her appearance from Zuo Zhang.
If in Jin Feng's previous life, Zuo Zhang could have gone to nightclubs and pretended to be a girl if she had put on makeup again.
"Sir, don't make fun of me!"
There is no woman who doesn’t like to hear good things.
Mrs. Zuo Zhang was angry, but she couldn't restrain the joy on her face.
"Conscience of heaven and earth, I am not making fun of you!"
Jin Feng pointed at Zuo Feifei: "Feifei, tell me whether what I said is right!"
"Yes, my mother is the most beautiful!"
Zuo Feifei also smiled and nodded.
"You are also fooling around!"
Zuo Zhang reached out and patted Zuo Feifei.
Zuo Feifei stuck out her tongue and made a face at her mother.