Chapter 1312

Although she didn't know who the powerful partner Zhou Andong mentioned was, Cao Yi's trust in her brother-in-law was absolute.

"Thank you, Big Brother!"

The tone of Cao Yi's speech already treated herself as a member of the Zhou family; calling him "Big Brother" felt very natural.

Li Jiutang and Zhao Quan were listening on the side; at first, they didn't understand, but finally, they understood and were immediately excited.

Going to Xiangjiang and Aomen to open specialty stores—wouldn't 365 Home be going international?

For Tanghezi, which gave birth to 365 Home, it would also become famous overseas; what a face-saving thing this was?

Most importantly, all of this was born during his and Zhao Quan's tenure; even after death, they would be able to stand tall when meeting their ancestors.

Winter in the Northeast gets dark relatively early; as the group chatted, the sky outside gradually darkened.

"Ding-a-ling..."

The telephone in Cao Yi's office rang, and she picked it up.

"Hello, this is 365 Home; I am Cao Yi."

Zhang Xuan's voice came through the receiver: "General Manager Cao, is Chairman Zhou there with you?"

Cao Yi said with a smile, "He's here with me."

"I've already called around," Zhang Xuan said helplessly. "The lamb is almost roasted; you guys should come over."

"Alright!" Cao Yi agreed. "We're coming over right now."

Putting down the phone, Cao Yi said to Zhou Andong and the others, "It was a call from Zhang Xuan; the roast whole lamb is almost ready, and she wants us to go over."

"Then let's go," Zhou Andong stood up. "Xiao Bei, do you have any alcohol here?"

"Yes!" Zhou Anbei said. "I have two cases of Wuliangye here, and a few cases of Yugong liquor."

Zhou Andong nodded. "I have a few cases in the car too, but there are quite a lot of people, so it might not be enough. Bring all the alcohol you have here."

"Alright!" Xiao Bei turned and walked out. "You guys go ahead; I'll go get the alcohol and will be there shortly."

In the courtyard of the Blue Sky Animal Husbandry Company, three bonfires were burning, with lambs roasting on top.

Oil was sizzling as it flowed out, dripping onto the fire, producing popping sounds.

Additionally, there were two simple stoves made from oil drums on the side; the wood in the stoves was burning brightly, and meat was bubbling in the pots, with steam escaping through the gaps in the lids.

"Erzhuang, the goose stewing in the pot is almost ready; no need to burn the fire. Help your big brother watch the roast whole lamb; don't let it burn.

Your Uncle Grandpa is back, and he wants to treat the professors and technicians of our factory to a meal. If you guys burn the lamb, I'll throw you on the fire to roast."

The one speaking was the head chef of the canteen, named Zhou Fuyun, who lived in the neighboring village and was a famous cook in Yushan Town. Whoever had weddings or funerals would look for him.

Speaking of which, this Zhou Fuyun was a distant relative of Zhou Andong; he was over fifty, nearly sixty years old, and still had to call Zhou Andong "Uncle."

Dazhuang and Erzhuang were his two sons, who, according to seniority, had to call Zhou Andong "Uncle Grandpa."

At the time the company canteen was built, someone recommended Zhou Fuyun to Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan agreed without even thinking; a canteen cook just needed to make food that wasn't too hard to eat; there was no need to be too picky.

It was just that what Zhang Xuan didn't expect was that Zhou Fuyun's skills were very good, especially in making this kind of big-pot food; it was truly delicious.

As time passed, the whole factory, from Zhang Xuan down to an ordinary employee, knew that Zhou Fuyun was a relative of Zhou Andong and had to call Zhou Andong "Uncle."

Later, as there were more and more people in the company, Zhou Fuyun couldn't handle it alone, so with the approval of the logistics department leadership, he called his two sons over.

Now, when these three went out and said they worked in the farm canteen as official employees, who wouldn't be envious?

Moreover, the salary paid to the three of them was not low at all, even higher than the frontline employees.

"Old Zhou, how is it going?"

A supervisor from the logistics department came out of the office building and shouted.

"The leadership will be here soon; don't make any mistakes."

"Director Wang!" Zhou Fuyun laughed. "Don't worry; today my little uncle is treating, so how would I dare to fool around."

"It's good that you know."

Director Wang took out a cigarette and threw one to Zhou Fuyun; he wasn't old, only thirty-one or thirty-two, and had a very easygoing personality, having a very good relationship with the people below.

"Thank you, leader."

Zhou Fuyun squatted in front of the stove, took out a burning branch, and lit the cigarette.

"Director Wang, it's almost New Year's. I heard the furniture factory is giving out benefits; are we getting any?"

Director Wang nodded. "Yes, and it's very rich, with many varieties. Just wait."

"Really?" Zhou Fuyun's eyes immediately lit up. "What are they giving out?"

Director Wang shook his head with a smile. "I don't know what they're giving out; just take whatever is given when the time comes."

Zhou Fuyun didn't ask again; no matter what was given, the three of them would each get a share.

"Director Wang, where should I put the tables and chairs?"

A group of young people brought over a few tables and many chairs from the canteen.

Director Wang said, "Just put them by the bonfire; it's warm."

The group of young people set up the tables and chairs, then went to the canteen to get the plates, bowls, and chopsticks.

It wasn't even five o'clock yet, but it was already dark. Because the landscape lights in the factory courtyard were a bit dim, Director Wang had someone pull out an electric wire, and three 200-watt large light bulbs instantly lit up the factory courtyard as bright as day.

"So fragrant!" As Jiang Gengping walked into the courtyard, his nose twitched.

Behind him followed a large group of people; aside from two other professors from the Agricultural College, there were three experts invited from the Provincial Academy of Agricultural Sciences at the beginning, and the rest were technicians and students from the Agricultural College.

"Roast whole lamb," an expert from the Provincial Academy of Agricultural Sciences said. "We're in for a treat today."

Another expert laughed. "We're all borrowing the light of Professor Jiang."

"Needless to say," a professor surnamed Sun from the Agricultural University said. "Today, we must toast Old Jiang well."

Jiang Gengping snorted. "You just want to drink a few more cups of Yugong liquor; what excuse are you looking for?"

Professor Sun laughed loudly. "This is, after all, the territory of your proud student; if I don't pull you along, how would I have the nerve to take advantage?"

"Professor Jiang, Professor Sun, you're all here."

Zhang Xuan brought several company leaders out of the factory building to greet the professors.

"Come over and sit; I've already called Chairman Zhou, and I reckon he'll be here soon."

The professors, technicians, and students all sat down.

As soon as Professor Sun sat down, he said, "Whoa, it's really warm sitting here."

"Your seat is not bad; I'm right next to the fire, and it's a bit scorching."

An expert from the Provincial Academy of Agricultural Sciences stood up. "Come, come, come, move the table over there; if I sit here for a long time, I'll definitely be roasted."

At this moment, Zhou Andong's car drove into the courtyard. As soon as he got out of the car, the mixed fragrance of stewed meat and roast meat hit his nose.

"So fragrant."