Ou Yaoting was deeply satisfied with the dinner. Although he left for a while for socializing, An Yi still waited politely when he came back. The exquisite dishes on the table were not touched, and he behaved well with his daughter. From these details,
, Ou Yaoting could see An Yi's honesty and courtesy.
What satisfied Ou Yaoting the most was that when he asked An Yi about his relationship with Hans, the deputy manager of the German "Lulin" firm, An Yi answered very frankly, saying that there were some issues worth discussing in the design of German sewing machines.
Hans is a very conscientious person. He took his own opinions seriously. He discussed with himself several times and took away his tentative component improvement design drawings for study. That was all. An Yi finally expressed his position seriously: Hans
I have never mentioned the "Lulin" foreign business to myself, and I have never wanted to inquire about foreigners, let alone work under foreigners. Although the income may be higher than that of a Chinese trading firm, I still feel like working for my own people.
Sleep soundly and soundly.
Ou Yaoting and Miss Ou were deeply surprised by An Yi's words. At the same time, they also heard a certain meaning from An Yi's words and demeanor - An Yi had no good feelings for the great powers and even had some resistance. This result made Ou Yaoting feel at ease.
Miss Ou also has a lot of good impressions of An Yi in her heart.
However, little did the father and daughter know that the drawings designed by An Yi were "improved" by Hans, which greatly excited the senior management of the "Lulin" foreign company. Two of the exquisite designs deeply impressed the company:
First, the hand-operated transmission was improved, and the exquisite design of the foot-operated transmission freed the other hand of the lathe, greatly improving labor efficiency. The "Lulin" firm also quickly responded to this, and it only took four months to produce.
They launched a new generation of pedal sewing machines that they called "revolutionary", and Hans, who played an integral part in it, was promoted to the manager of South China. The Americans hurriedly followed the Germans three months after they launched the new products, but these three precious
The Germans have already taken the lead in March. Secondly, Anyi made tentative improvements to the thickness of the cast iron base of the sewing machine. The redesigned base saved a quarter of the raw materials, making Germany "100%" a year later.
The weight of the "Fu" sewing machine has been greatly reduced, and sales have increased rapidly around the world, especially in India and the Far East, far exceeding twice that of the American "Singer" sewing machine.
Hans is an honest man, and his many ideas and rich experiences have inspired An Yi a lot. It can be said that these improvements are the result of the cooperation between the two people. It was only after An Yi repeatedly begged that Hans signed on the design drawings.
Although he was deeply puzzled by An Yi's decision, Hans also benefited a lot. According to the secret agreement reached with An Yi, Hans deposited a thousand oceans of "hard money" in Sha Sha under An Yi's name.
Facing the British Standard Chartered Bank in the concession, Hans also gained fame and fortune due to this design patent, and no one except Hans knew about it.
The next morning, An Yi, who was on vacation, followed Shui Sheng's request and drove his truck to the eastern suburbs. The truck ran normally without any problems. Shui Sheng was very grateful and listened to some of An Yi's unique opinions on driving techniques.
After that, I finally let An Yi drive for a while with great trepidation. Fortunately, apart from making a few unpleasant "rattling" sounds due to unfamiliarity when shifting gears at the beginning, An Yi became more and more proficient and stable in choosing road conditions.
He was much more foreseeable than Shui Sheng, so Shui Sheng couldn't help but suggest that An Yi switch to driving, which surprised An Yi.
There is a big reason why Shui Sheng is so generous. The Citroen sedan ordered by his boss Ou Yaoting is about to arrive. This special car for Mrs. Ou does not have a driver yet. Shui Sheng really wants to drive a new car with his wife. It is better to drive a sedan than before.
Driving a truck is a hundred times more expensive. Secondly, you don’t have to travel so hard to Dongguan, Sanshui and other surrounding areas. Not only your income is doubled, but you can also spend more time with your wife and children.
It was already twelve o'clock in the afternoon when we returned to the trading house. An Yi went to the Yuexiang Tower, and then sat down at Lao Tao's fortune-telling stall. As usual, he and Lao Tao whispered about the recent news and exchanged opinions. Lao Tao also liked An Yi very much.
An Yi talked about current affairs and warlords. He felt that some of what An Yi occasionally said was very reasonable and prophetic, so the old and the young enjoyed it endlessly and made jokes about current affairs from time to time.
"Xiao Yi, you are such a laid-back guy!" Hu Zongnan came to the stall and laughed loudly. Du Yuming and others stood beside him with smiles on their faces.
An Yi turned his head and saw the brothers arriving and quickly stood up to say hello: "I thought you were all kindly retained by the female schoolmates."
"We were retained, but these people were so shameless that they ran away like deserters after the performance. If we hadn't chased them out, we would have disappeared." A girl with a round face and short ear-length hair said generously,
Recently, short hair has become popular among girls in Guangzhou, especially the so-called revolutionary young women, who are always at the forefront of fashion.
"These two are..." An Yi turned to He Zhonghan.
He Zhonghan introduced gracefully: "This is Jin Huishu, and this is Pan Huiqin. They are both leaders of the student union of the Provincial Normal University. They have helped us a lot."
"Xiaoyi, let's sit down somewhere and fill our stomachs. I've had a bowl of porridge in the morning and my calves are shaking now." Du Yuming shouted unceremoniously.
Zeng Kuan agreed: "Yes! It's not far from Aunt Fang's rice stall. The beef stew there is very impressive."
Everyone looked at He Zhonghan and laughed ambiguously. The two handsome girls didn't know what was going on. They looked at this and that in an attempt to figure it out. Now He Zhonghan's face turned ugly, and he glared at Zeng Kuanqing and grabbed him.
An Yi left: "I'm so hungry, lead the way! Today I want to make a revolution and eat from big families!"
Everyone followed behind, hearing He Zhonghan's vicious words, and remembering how embarrassed he looked with vermicelli sticking out of his nostrils, they suppressed laughter, which made the two girls depressed, but they were too embarrassed to ask.
After walking 30 meters and arriving in front of the beautifully decorated Yuexiang Tower, An Yi stopped and said, "Brothers, how long has it been since you had the white film cake from your hometown? Lao Du, Lao Guan, you two
How does it feel to come to Shaanxi?"
Guan Zhenglin thought of the rice porridge and vegetable stems and melon shreds without oil and water in the military academy, and couldn't help but sighed: "Forget it, Xiaoyi, I always dream about the big cakes in my hometown. It's just that in the whole city of Guangzhou, except for a few...
Besides the delicious bun shops, there are Western-style breads. Those golden-orange breads and cakes are available in Western-style bakeries on the street, but we brothers can’t afford them! Forget it, let’s make do with it.”
Du Yuming and Chen Mingren were familiar with An Yi's character and knew that he must have a purpose in asking such a question. Unexpectedly, An Yi grabbed the hands of Guan Zhenglin and He Zhonghan and strode into the Yuexiang Building.
They greeted each other. When Zeng Kuanqing and others saw that they had entered such a high-end place, they quickly stopped An Yi. An Yi pretended not to hear and dragged Guan Zhenglin and He Zhonghan up, laughing and talking nonsense.
He Zhonghan, Hu Zongnan, Jiang Xianyun and others who had just escorted Mr. Liao here last night were naturally familiar with each other, but they couldn't figure out why An Yi invited everyone to eat in such a high-end place. They saw their companions going up in twos and threes, and Hu Zongnan and the others were lagging behind.
The two girls who were hesitant had no choice but to follow.
There were not many customers at noon. The boss Qi Shu specially arranged for An Yi and his friends to stay in the larger Guantao Pavilion box on the second floor. When everyone went in and saw the luxurious decoration and the famous calligraphy and paintings on the wall, they didn't say much. It seemed that
Such a luxurious environment makes everyone feel depressed and out of place.
An Yi whispered a few words to Caijuan, took the teapot from her hand, invited everyone to sit down, and poured a cup of tea for everyone: "Everyone, there are two ladies. You are welcome. I and Uncle Qi, the boss of this place,
, Chef Uncle Tan is very familiar with several girls. When I first came to Guangzhou, I didn’t even have a decent shirt. It was Uncle Qi who didn’t dislike me when they saw me falling ill at the door, and even gave me a bowl of water.
piece of cake, so I am very grateful to them. They have always taken good care of me. I invite you here today not because I am showing off, but because I really want you to have a meal of pasta. I guess other stores will not give it to us.
Only Uncle Qi and Uncle Tan will do it for us. It doesn’t cost much and it’s just a little thought from me. I hope you guys don’t mind and don’t think of other places, otherwise I won’t be able to explain it all because I have a long mouth.”
Everyone was relieved and laughed immediately. Du Yuming asked movedly: "Xiaoyi, you must have thought about it a long time ago, right?"
An Yi laughed and sat down: "Yes! I asked someone to buy a 50-pound bag of American flour a few days ago and put it here. The white membrane needs to ferment. I can't feed my brothers dead-faced steamed buns and thousands of them."
Layer cakes all need to be prepared in advance, so when our boss invited me to have dinner here last night, I asked Uncle Qi and Uncle Tan for their permission to make them in advance this morning and serve them later for everyone to try. It may not be authentic enough.
, but I can only make do with it.”
Everyone was very emotional. Jiang Xianyun and He Zhonghan looked at each other and saw the true feelings in each other's eyes. At this time, a smell of fragrance came, and Caijuan came one after another and brought two large plates of steamed white film, three large plates of pancakes, and three large plates of pancakes.
Thousand-layer pancakes with scallion oil, followed by chicken soup with two big cockroaches, a few small plates of boiled peanuts, cold winter bamboo shoots and a plate of fried peppers. The eight big men started to eat without hesitation, and An Yi was also full
I was sweating profusely and happily added soup to Du Yuming and Guan Zhenglin from time to time. Even the two girls were infected by everyone's lively and bold eating scene. They picked up the crispy thousand-layer cake and took a bite and praised it loudly.
When everyone unceremoniously swept away the food on the table, Caijuan and another girl brought two pots of steaming dumplings. Everyone was stunned, and then divided them evenly, no more than ten for each person.
, everyone was very satisfied after eating.
After the table was cleared and the teacups were placed, Guan Zhenglin took the tea from An Yi and sighed: "Thank you, Xiaoyi, this meal is so delicious! I will never forget it in my life."
Everyone agreed in unison and thanked An Yi one after another. An Yi waved his hands sheepishly: "It's just a meal, don't be so solemn. In the future, whenever you want to eat, please inform me in advance. I also like pasta and am planning to buy one."
I went back to make the stove and frying pan myself, but my place was too small to put them there, so I never made up my mind. But just now Miss Caijuan secretly told me that Uncle Qi and the others also like layer cakes and dumplings, so they planned to make them.
It’s much more convenient to launch takeout in one step.”
"Xiaoyi, why did Mr. Ou Yaoting invite you to dinner here last night? Has your boy been promoted?" Hu Zongnan asked.
An Yi shook his head: "The reason for inviting me to dinner is because I repaired dozens of imported sewing machines that could not be repaired, and also helped repair the broken down trucks for the business. For no other reason, I didn't get promoted, but my salary is
I have been promoted and will receive sixty yuan a month starting from this month, so I am richer than you, so it is not too much to treat my good brothers to dinner, right?"
Everyone was in an uproar, shocked that An Yi, at such a young age, had such advanced skills, especially since An Yi's monthly salary was more than double that of Huangpu's instructors.
"Grandma! No wonder you don't want to take the exam at Huangpu, we have such a good life, I mean..." Zeng Kuanqing, a fellow from Sichuan, is really thoughtful and thoughtful. With one sentence, everyone recommended An Yi over and over again and refused to take the exam at Huangpu.
The reason was clearly explained. The two girls also changed their views on the backward-thinking An Yi, feeling that he was not as handsome and cute as before.
In the midst of the condemnation, An Yi waved his hands repeatedly and said something that made everyone think deeply: "Old Zeng, you are talking nonsense, brothers, don't listen to him! Old Zeng, you are so uninteresting, why are you a fellow countryman? It's true that a fellow countryman is beating a fellow countryman behind his back when he sees him.
One shot!"
Everyone laughed when they heard it. Zeng Kuanqing felt embarrassed. An Yi sighed: "To tell you the truth, I, An Yi, have gone from being a homeless homeless man to earning dozens of yuan a month in just a few months."
The senior staff of the company, apart from feeling some comfort for their efforts in this process, felt empty and had no where to go. When I had no money, I desperately thought that I must be rich to become a rich man, but now that I have just a little money,
But I feel that except when I face the cold machine, my heart is full, the rest of the time is very empty. Maybe you will say that this is because I have no ideals or ambitions, and I have no lofty ideals to serve the country and the people. I understand these truths.
From the moment I met all the elder brothers, I felt very close to each other. I also want to become a hero who saves the country and the people like all the elder brothers. However, I don’t even have a document to prove my identity. I just started learning to write calligraphy and now I can’t even hold a brush well.
What do you want me to take to take the Whampoa exam? How can I realize my ideal by joining the army? It’s difficult! Now I can only think about some mechanical things to see if I can find a way out in this regard. I hope you will understand me."
Everyone was silent after listening to An Yi's words, but Jiang Xianyun thought a lot. He knew that An Yi was definitely a genius with mechanical repair skills. Otherwise, it would be impossible to get the favor of the famous Ou Yaoting, nor to get such a high salary. He was silent for a moment.
, asked with concern:
"Xiaoyi, identification is not a problem. In this era of warlord rule and frequent wars, many people do not have identification. This is understandable. As long as you find a guarantor, it can be done. But there is one thing I don't understand.
I can repair machines and cars, but I can't write calligraphy. Where did you go to school?"
"Alas! When I was young, my family was too poor to study. When I grew up, I wandered around and worked in several factories in Chongqing. As we all know, the warlord wars in successive years meant that the factories were not very prosperous, so the younger brothers had to run around when they were turned on and off.
Looking for a bowl of food to eat. But my brother is very interested in machine repair and is willing to learn, so he has mastered some skills. For some reason, he offended the underworld and couldn't stay in Sichuan. After living in Guangzhou, luckily he was taken in by Mr. Ou, and he was willing to work hard.
After thinking about it, I made some achievements by mistake, and said that I really didn’t go to any school to study. My limited knowledge is the result of the education from the factory master, so I don’t want to mention it." An Yi avoided the important point and just put it aside.
He Zhonghan frowned: "How can you have such good eloquence and thinking when you haven't read a book?"
"Lao He, aren't you trying to find fault with your eggs?"
An Yi looked at He Zhonghan angrily: "Are the Laosheng singers in the Lingnan Cantonese Opera Troupe famous? Marshal Sun praised them highly, but as far as I know, three of them also know the word '一' from the pole
, but if someone sings well, why don’t you stab the sky? People can talk about historical figures from the Han Dynasty to the present, so why don’t I see you asking them why they can’t read?”
Everyone burst into laughter. He Zhonghan thought about it and it was really like that. What kind of birds are there in this forest? Some people are geniuses in some aspects, but they may be idiots in some aspects. Such examples are common.
The atmosphere immediately became lively after such a smile, and everyone no longer dwelled on the matter, but started chatting enthusiastically. It was not until Chen Mingren reminded him to go back that everyone stood up still unfinished.
Walking to the first floor, An Yi stopped: "Lao Du, Lao Guan, and a few brothers, you can have a chance to come out today, but there are still many brothers in the school who can't come out and can't eat a meal of noodles. Here is
I specially entrusted Chef Uncle Tan to make a few extra beef pies, made according to the northwest flavor in my memory, take them back, there won't be many opportunities like this in the future."
Only then did everyone pay attention to the three fully filled bamboo baskets covered with white gauze on the table. Du Yuming went up to open them and saw that each basket contained at least fifty or sixty golden and fragrant pancakes. He stayed where he was while moved.
I do not know what to say.
Hu Zongnan rubbed his nose and strode over to mention Yilan: "Guangting, Junshan, you two should not be idle and pick up one each. Revolutionary soldiers don't want his mother-in-law's mother's!"
Du Yuming and He Zhonghan did as they were told, picked up their baskets and strode away with Hu Zongnan. Jiang Xianyun and others also left quickly after saying goodbye to An Yi. The excitement in their hearts was indescribable.
The two girls were greatly impressed when they saw the deep friendship between An Yi and a group of Huangpu soldiers. They enthusiastically asked An Yi where he worked and invited An Yi to participate in the revolutionary activities they held in the park every Sunday when he was free.
After a while, he waved goodbye.
Watching the brothers boarding the boat and leaving on the distant pier, An Yi felt very satisfied. He felt that he was very proud to have the money to do his best for such brothers. The comfort and nourishment of friendship also made him feel that he was no longer alone.
Unexpectedly, his meal of pasta and several blue pancakes would be remembered forever by dozens of Huangpu generals and other colleagues who learned about it.