Chapter three hundred and six, send warmth

The factory just produces down jackets, as to where to send, Suyuebai here is ignored.

It was Lu Yanmo put her people away this matter, some dissatisfaction.

Pangwen although they are Lu yanmo's 'old ministry' , but here she is also to the employment of silver. Without a word of explanation, the man disappeared. If you ask again, just say it's a delivery.

Want to say at this time to highlight the reckless well, she is just like a little angel, accompanied by the white side of the moon. If she needs anything, she'll be there.

Su Yue Bai at this time finally understand why this era of people like to buy people. Because the system is not perfect, the employment relationship is too insecure.

She endured the heart of the unhappy, as if this matter does not exist, but thinking in the heart, have to train up their own subordinates. In her hand now really can trust, also follow her heart, only Yuan Bao, Fang Lan Jie and reckless.

Others are easy to use, she even thanked Lu Yanmo for bringing her so many useful talent. But they were working for her, but as long as Lu Yanmo waved his hand, he ran away.

Obviously she said that does not care, in the mind is still very mind.

By this time, Pang Wen and his party had traveled day and night and arrived in the northwest.

Since the receipt of Wuzhu Danyu once again escaped death, they do not worry about it.

As long as Wuzhu Danyu does not die, the East China Sea in a short time or can rest and recuperate.

These few years huns in front of the East China Sea to do small low, pretend that is called a natural, in fact secretly cultivate forces. It was not unknown to the emperor of Chu that Wuzhudanyu was integrating the different tribes of the Huns, or even joining with several other small tribes, to establish a new state on the grassland.

Only the east China Sea has just recovered, and the emperor of Chu has no time to counter the outside forces. In the past few years, he has planted crops and put emphasis on business, hoping to make the National Treasury more abundant and profitable as soon as possible. He didn't want to live in a time when the Western army was fighting against Wuhuan, and the imperial court couldn't afford it, so he had to rely on the emperor and his subjects to live within their means.

Ponven thought of those past events, could not help but smile, look there is a trace of nostalgia.

Even though it was many years ago, the bad times, the bad times, the bad times, the bad times, the bad times are all sweetening up.

In front of the Northwest Camp, the sentry had seen a convoy of carriages and horses coming this way and was busy calling for a report.

When pompey and the others came near, they asked, "who is it? "

An hour later, the northwest camp exploded.

This winter is colder than ever, winter coats are still on the way, and the soldiers can only resist the huns in harsh conditions.

They are still good, I heard that this summer the imperial conscription of those recruits, so far not even a handy weapon.

We also understand that the east China Sea is not rich, they now also have weapons, clothes wear it is very happy. Therefore, in leisure time, we like to scold the late emperor. Had it not been for the squandering of the state coffers while the late emperor was in power, and the loss of wealth and lives by his son, the situation in the east China Sea would have been fairly stable today.

But these are useless words, and we all know it. His Majesty has done enough. They shouldn't complain too much. The town of the Western army can win the battle, they are much more than the town of the Western army, why can not stop the huns? Therefore, although we do not have warm clothes, but also a cavity warm blood.

Moreover, Shangguan has said, winter cotton-padded clothes have been on the way, let everyone take their time.

These days, the people of the North Camp have put on new cotton-padded clothes. Said it was new, but the cotton was old. But more than that, it's warm.

There was no jealousy in the hearts of the other battalions. The North Battalion was at the front, facing the Huns head-on. How can they fight if they can't eat or wear clothes.

But who would have thought that on such an ordinary winter morning, a convoy of cars with the banner of warmth would bring them warm clothes.

They put them in their robes, for they were strange and strange. Can be a thin layer, unexpectedly very warm, and light and convenient activities. It doesn't matter if you swing or dodge.

Pang Wen watched as everyone handed out their down jackets, a smile hanging from the corners of his mouth.

That's what they say about giving warmth. At first, when they planned to send the overwintering clothes to the northwest, she said casually, "you guys are really bringing warmth to the front line. The people and the army are in love. "

Ponven took it to heart, and that's exactly what he used it for.

"Pang Shuai... no, Mr. Pang. " The visitor gave him his hand, a weather-beaten face under his helmet.

Pang Wen pursed his lips and nodded at him. "Chen, it's been a long time. "

The man who was called Chen's eyes suddenly turned red, and he held back his tears, only sobbing, "how have you been these past few years? " "I heard you left the Western army, but I couldn't find you anywhere. "

Pang Wen said with a smile: "found a living, this is not... to the new owners sent materials. The owners said you fight not easy, they bought these out of their own pocket. "

Chen wiped his eyes and asked, "you are a very generous employer. "

How many men in the northwest? If we're going to get everything, we need at least 100,000 taels of silver.

"No? " He made an effort at the corner of his mouth to look at the down jacket. "there, " he said, "is our trademark. "

Chen looked down, only to see the chest, in addition to the use of embroidery thread to sew the northwest army three words, there is also a line of small words below: Spicy Fragrant Square.

People in the town of Qingsha Suyuebai also do not know Pang Wen in the northwest camp to her pull a wave of presence, incidentally, the publicity of a Spicy Fang.

She is having a headache now, and the weather is getting colder every day. The factory was also bitterly cold, and productivity fell sharply. If this keeps up, the branch of Women's Square is really gonNA have to ration.

At this time, she missed the modern heating equipment.

The good news is that the factory distills essential oils, which are not particularly cold. Is in other workshops, because of technology, summer and autumn is comfortable, but to the winter and spring season, then cold people shiver.

She could breathe a sigh of relief when she went in, but the workmen shook their heads one by one, saying that they were not tired, cold, or bitter.

But let Su Yue Bai in the mind is quite not the taste, in today's world, want to make stable silver is not easy. Ordinary people can not earn hundreds of taels even if they are busy all their lives.

When her factory was well paid, the workers treated her like a savior and never took her job lightly. Everyone works honestly and doesn't know how to be lazy.

Su Yuebai sighed and wrote down on the schedule: Heating Charge.

Well, since we're all working so hard, she'll have to show it on her salary. The factory can not be large-scale heating, even with carbon also pay attention to ventilation, so as to avoid carbon monoxide midway. And with shorter winters, working hours are even shorter. At this rate, she's thinking of taking a winter vacation.