Chapter 1562

Guo Dong was lost in thought in the factory courtyard, but soon her skin began to ache from the scorching sun overhead, so she quickly ducked into the air-conditioned canteen.

Looking again at Song Tan, who was washing the ground with Qiao Qiao, she gritted her teeth: How can someone be so tanned and yet have skin that glows white?

If this keeps up, she'll start doubting the effectiveness of the whitening and skincare powder she uses every day!

In the 38 or 39-degree heat, the water hitting the ground even hissed, and it was soon dried up without a trace by the sun.

The spacious courtyard was tidied up until it was spotless, leaving only the shaded areas along the edges for people to walk. Song Tan and Qiao Qiao soon arrived at the canteen as if nothing had happened, even reaching out to wipe away non-existent beads of sweat.

Guo Dong couldn't help but glance at Zhang Yanping again.

Zhang Yanping was shocked: "Why do you keep looking at me? If I stay in the sun for too long, my skin will peel."

The people around them couldn't help but look sideways.

Honestly, Zhang Yanping's burly appearance seemed much more suited to working in the scorching sun, and he was talking about peeling...

Tsk tsk tsk, useless!

Song Tan, however, wiped her hands and said: "I just took a look; if we tidy up the flat roof upstairs, we can lay them out to dry along with the poles. There's no need to rush to strip the leaves now and delay the holiday."

She added: "Dr. Guo, what you said earlier about making pillows and weaving steamers, I feel that's quite useful... but didn't you say you wanted to take the poles to make mosquito coils?"

Their initial plan was that such high-quality mugwort would be wasted if used for mosquito coils, so they would screen out some inferior leaves and poles, crush them, and make them into mosquito coils to supply cheaply to the border regions.

Of course, compared to the price of ordinary mosquito coils, this "cheapness" is still open to debate.

But it would still be much cheaper than their family's authentic mugwort mosquito coils.

Guo Dong said helplessly: "Last time, with that truckload of mugwort, I tried making some with the poles; it is effective at repelling mosquitoes, but the smoke is also very thick. I don't know if it's the smoke that knocks them out or if it's truly repelling them, so this kind can only be used outdoors."

"I was thinking, we still need to use some mugwort leaves, mixed with some crushed poles, and then make them into incense. This way, the smoke is less, the scent is not bad, and it can be used indoors."

They planned to supply three types of mosquito coils to the border regions; the first two need to be lit to repel mosquitoes and are for indoor and outdoor use.

The last type is mugwort fluff wrapped in non-woven fabric; as long as it has a slight temperature from contact with the body, it will emit a faint mugwort scent.

In short.

Song Tan pondered for a while and found it surprisingly reasonable: "It just so happens that the fruit isn't ripe this season, and we don't know what to sell in the online shop. Isn't this it!"

Dr. Xiao Guo deserves a great merit!

She thanked her happily, but Guo Dong also said proudly: "I'm either eating your family's meat and vegetables every day or coming to the canteen for a free meal, I have to make some contribution!"

In short, everyone is happy.

As for the several dozen acres of mugwort on the mountain, it looked boundless, but under the care of two hand-held harvesters that could harvest eight or nine acres per hour, with two people and two machines, they started at 4:30 in the morning and were almost done by 8:00 or 9:00 in the morning.

To ensure efficiency, there was no need to bundle them.

On one side, rows were being harvested, and on the other, people were gathering them to carry to the truck. With a dozen or twenty people going back and forth, although the temperature rose after 8 o'clock, it wasn't particularly strenuous, so even Liu Liu was full of energy!

Copywriter She Min wasn't idle either, holding a camera and filming from all angles, near and far. Sometimes the lens was almost poking into the security guards' faces, making them grin shyly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

Qiao Qiao wanted to livestream, but the sound of the harvester was very loud, and it was especially hot outside, so the phone became shockingly hot not long after it was set up.

With no other choice, Yang Zhengxin could only help by posting a preview first, saying they would livestream wrapping zongzi later.

However, on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, it's hard to say how many people will be able to watch.

In the canteen, Master Jiang and Seventh Uncle were busy with their respective apprentices, rushing to tidy up the glutinous rice, egg yolks, and large basins of braised pork, as well as various ingredients for the zongzi they would wrap later.

Aunt Lianhua and Xiao Feng were tidying up basin after basin of bamboo shoot shells, as well as green reed leaves.

Locally, they were still accustomed to using wide, large, but not-so-long bamboo shoot shells for wrapping zongzi, which were collected in the spring, boiled, dried, and tied into bundles for later use.

When it came time to wrap zongzi for the Dragon Boat Festival, they would take them out, boil and soak them again, and with a few folds, a large triangular zongzi would be wrapped.

This kind of zongzi is very solid; one is enough to fill you up. There are many flavors today!

Therefore, the master also asked people to collect many reed leaves in the reed marshes by the river, and boiled them in advance for later use—

With these, they could wrap four-cornered zongzi or other shapes.

In this way, the materials for wrapping zongzi were different, so the judging was also divided into two categories. As a result, the number of awards increased, and everyone became even more passionate!

The people in the canteen were gearing up, and the courtyard was not idle either!

The flat roof of the factory and the courtyard were soon evenly and neatly covered with green mugwort. Under the steaming heat, the whole courtyard was filled with a thick mugwort scent.

At 9:30, the two people responsible for pushing the harvesters also finished washing and putting away the machines.

The working employees returned to their dormitories to wash up, and after walking around in the sun with wet hair, they felt they were almost dry.

"It's so hot!"

Everyone hurried into the canteen.

And then they were driven back by Wu Lan, who happened to be at the door: "You young men and women, why don't you know how to cherish yourselves! Can you enter this air-conditioned room with wet hair?"

She waved her hand: "Hurry back to the dormitory and blow-dry it!"

The dormitory also has air conditioning...

Everyone laughed and hurried back. At this moment, looking at the security guards' uniform crew cuts, oh my! Short hair is really refreshing!

Just like that, in the hustle and bustle, at 10 o'clock, everyone gathered in the canteen.

This was the first time Wu Lan and Song Sancheng had looked at their employees so collectively—yesterday, when they gave out the holiday gifts, everyone had taken time to go directly to the finance office to collect them, and she hadn't seen anything.

And today, for the holiday, the red envelopes were specifically kept to be given out in cash on the spot.

The self-study sister and the stomach-cutting brother were urging Qiao Qiao: "Is the livestream on? Livestream the red envelope distribution for us first!"

"Yeah, when we first said we were coming to work, many people said things like the filter would shatter, or we would witness capitalists..."

Once this was said, everyone chimed in: "Exactly, at that time there were internet trolls stirring up trouble, saying they were harvesting leeks and harvesting fans."

Hmph!

Now let them see what a good job really looks like!

The top-ranked brother even shouted: "Has everyone sent back the holiday gifts you received yesterday? If not, move them to the canteen!"

Money and the good things from Qiao Qiao's house, especially the meat they couldn't buy even if they wanted to—if they didn't show off properly, wouldn't that be like wearing fine clothes in the dark?