Chapter 1123

After the owner finished speaking, the one called Ma Lei Zi agreed, picked up that broken-down bicycle, pushed it for a few steps, jumped onto it nimbly, and rode out of the processing plant.

To be honest, with 3,000-plus jin of rice, if 20 or 30 jin were missing during processing, it wouldn't be noticeable at all, and even if Wang An had doubts, he wouldn't say anything.

After all, some rice grains are indeed not fully grown and look shriveled, and shriveled grains naturally yield less rice.

But to be missing 100-plus jin all at once, which is over 20 yuan in cash, no matter who it happens to, it's impossible to just let it go.

So regarding the owner's angry scolding of the employees, Wang An just watched with a smile and didn't interrupt at all.

Anyway, today Wang An was just watching the owner's attitude; otherwise, he wouldn't mind dealing with the owner as well.

Until the person called Ma Lei Zi had ridden a few meters away, one of the four workers knelt on the ground with a "thud" and shouted to the owner with a crying voice:

"Brother Sen, Brother Sen, please spare me this once, I won't dare to do it again!"

Hearing this person's cry, the one called Ma Lei Zi couldn't help but stomp his foot hard on the ground, the soles of his shoes rubbing against the ground for a long distance before the broken bicycle finally stopped.

And the processing plant owner, Brother Sen, walked forward aggressively. When he reached the kneeling person, he raised his hand and slapped the kid several times.

It was clear that Brother Sen had used force, because when his hand made contact with the kid's cheeks, it made crisp and loud "slap, slap" sounds.

The kid's cheeks swelled up with visible speed.

After a few slaps, Brother Sen might have felt it wasn't enough, so he raised his big foot and kicked the kid in the chest.

The kid, who was in a kneeling position, was kicked two or three meters away by Brother Sen's kick.

After hitting him, Brother Sen cursed angrily:

"Fuck your mother, Lu Xiaowen, do you have any idea how I, Liu Haisen, have treated you? If you don't want my plant to run well, I'll make sure you don't have a good time first!"

After Liu Haisen finished cursing, he kicked the one called Lu Xiaowen several more times, then turned to curse at the other three people nearby:

"What about you three? You don't want to work anymore, do you? You didn't know or didn't see him doing this shitty thing? Huh? Speak!"

Unfortunately, after Liu Haisen finished cursing, the three remained silent with their heads down, so Liu Haisen raised his hand and slapped each of them twice.

After slapping them, Liu Haisen turned back to Lu Xiaowen and cursed:

"Fuck your mother, where's the rice? Where did you hide it?"

Lu Xiaowen pointed to a door in the corner of the plant and said with a crying voice:

"Brother Sen, I was possessed by a ghost, please spare me this once, my family really has no grain for the pot..."

Liu Haisen didn't even look at Lu Xiaowen, pointing at two workers not far away:

"You two, go find the grain he hid."

Under Liu Haisen's order, the two workers looked at Lu Xiaowen, who was kneeling on the ground again, then at the three workers who had been slapped, and walked toward the small door.

A moment later, the two workers came out, each carrying two bags full of patches.

It was clear that none of the four bags were full; each bag only contained half a bag of grain, about 30 jin or so.

Which meant Lu Xiaowen had secretly kept over 120 jin of rice in total.

But this rice was stored in four bags, which made the situation a bit more complex, mainly because the only people responsible for processing the rice this time were Lu Xiaowen and the other three.

So as long as one wasn't an idiot, it was clear that among the four, Lu Xiaowen was definitely the leader, but the other three who didn't speak were also definitely involved; they might even be Lu Xiaowen's accomplices.

Seeing this scene, as an owner, how could Liu Haisen not understand the trickery involved? So Liu Haisen's expression was even worse than before.

Turning around, Liu Haisen forced a smile at Wang An and said apologetically:

"Brother, I've made a fool of myself, I'm really sorry. How about this, brother, this rice was yours to begin with, I'll have it loaded onto your cart in a moment, and today's processing fee is waived. Next time you come, brother, I won't charge you a processing fee. How does that sound for handling today's matter?"

Wang An was someone who ate soft but not hard; seeing Liu Haisen's attitude so low, it was impossible for him to keep dwelling on this. Besides, as the old saying goes, "killing someone doesn't require more than a nod," and being relentless would only make Wang An look petty.

So Wang An took out a cigarette, handed one to Liu Haisen, and said with a smile:

"Hey, it's no big deal, just getting my rice back is enough. It's fine, old brother, I don't blame you, and I won't pay a cent less for the processing fee, hahahaha!"

Hearing this, Liu Haisen hurriedly said:

"No, no, no, that definitely won't do. I've already lost enough face; if I let you pay the processing fee, what would that make me?"

Wang An, with a cigarette in his mouth, took out a ten-yuan note and handed it over, still smiling:

"Alright, old brother, don't argue anymore. It wasn't your fault, this is enough. Also, old brother, don't worry about the change; I see you have rice bran and wheat bran for sale, just use that one yuan to fill me up with those."

After Wang An finished speaking, Liu Haisen wanted to refuse, but after a few more rounds of arguing, seeing Wang An's firm attitude, he accepted the money with an embarrassed face.

Subsequently, Liu Haisen turned to the two who had gone to get the rice and the other two nearby, and said generously:

"Go and fill up as much bran as you can for our brother, as much as it can hold."

In this era, many families would add some wheat bran when making flour-based foods.

So at this time, wheat bran belonged to the category of grain; accurately speaking, it couldn't be considered bran yet. Only after grain became free would wheat bran completely become feed for poultry and livestock.

Of course, Wang An's purpose in getting wheat bran and rice bran was for the wild boars at home. It had to be said, pigs were damn hungry; just feeding them consumed quite a lot of things every day.

Just like that, Wang An got all his rice back, and for one yuan, he bought several bags of bran, filling the four-wheeled tractor's cargo bed to the brim.

When Wang An drove the tractor away from the plant, Liu Haisen enthusiastically saw him off to the gate.

But when Liu Haisen turned to walk back into the plant, his expression immediately darkened, as if it were about to drip water.

Clearly, Liu Haisen hated Lu Xiaowen and the other three to the bone now.

Not far from the plant, Wang An stopped the tractor because he saw Shi Suo running toward the plant.

Thanks to "Emperor of the Great Empire" for the tip, thank you, thank you!

Wish you, big brother, happiness every day, joy every day, and wealth every day!

(End of chapter)