Chapter 842: Returning to the Cement Factory

According to Sun Xiangfeng, that patch of farmland had finally quieted down; from yesterday morning until now, those two had only managed to kill four rabbits and a few big-eyed thieves.

However, rabbits were endless in these great mountains because their population was simply massive.

Of course, the main point was that these creatures only ate the leaves of the bean sprouts, so their destructive power regarding the crops wasn't very great.

Therefore, continuing to keep watch in the fields was completely pointless.

After listening to Sun Xiangfeng and his companion, Wang An spoke to the two of them very warmly

"Alright then, Seventh Uncle and Ninth Uncle, we've got it. You two wait a bit before heading home; stay and eat breakfast before you go."

The reason Wang An called them "Seventh Uncle" and "Ninth Uncle" was that their relationship to him was similar to the relationship between Wang An and Wang Li—they were paternal cousins of a different generation.

As he spoke, Wang An and Wang Li pulled the two men toward the house. It was obvious that the two hadn't eaten breakfast yet.

They had come of their own accord to deliver news, and since it happened to be mealtime, it would be socially unacceptable not to keep them for breakfast.

Although they were from the same village, people didn't actually interact much outside of helping each other with labor, so Sun Xiangfeng and his brother naturally didn't want to eat at Wang An's house.

Sun Xiangfeng declined, saying

"No need, Xiao An. We've got food at home; we'll just go back and have a bite."

Sun Xiangwen also declined

"Yeah, your family has so many people here. Go on and get to your work; we'll just eat when we get back."

At this moment, Wang Dazhu saw the situation and walked over, saying

"Oh, it's just one meal. You'll still be on time if you eat before you leave. Don't be so stubborn now."

After Wang Dazhu spoke, Wang Daliang and the others also chimed in.

To be honest, in this era, people rarely ate at others' homes unless there was a specific reason.

The primary reason for this was that every household lacked enough grain. If you ate a meal at someone else's house, it was very likely that someone in that family would go hungry because of it.

Actually, saying "likely" wasn't accurate; it would be more accurate to say they would 100% go hungry.

There was no helping it; that was the reality.

This led everyone to become very conscientious, doing their best not to eat at other people's houses.

Fortunately, the current strength of Wang An's family was obvious to everyone in the village. So, although Sun Xiangfeng and his brother instinctively didn't want to eat at Wang An's, they truly couldn't withstand the enthusiastic invitations of so many people.

Thus, under the collective persuasion of the group, Sun Xiangfeng and Sun Xiangwen stayed, looking quite embarrassed.

After breakfast, the group of hired craftsmen resumed their work, and Sun Xiangfeng and his brother finally turned to head home.

Seeing that there was nothing left for him to do, Wang An told Wang Li to go home and start up the walking tractor, while he started the four-wheeled vehicle. The two of them then drove their respective vehicles together toward the county town.

He had originally planned to wait a few days before buying the glass and white lime, but this morning the mason, Sun Xiangyang, said that if there was nothing urgent, he should bring the white lime back now and soak it in water.

The main thing was that white lime had to be soaked for a certain amount of time before it could be used; otherwise, it was simply unusable.

The reason for this was that the "white lime" of this era was actually quicklime.

As is well known, quicklime cannot be used directly. If used directly, it would result in cracking, deformation, and other shitty outcomes.

Therefore, the lime needed to be soaked in water in advance to "mature," a process also known as the "hydration reaction."

Once soaked in water, it wasn't really called white lime anymore, but "lime putty."

Although this was a very ancient construction method, it could still be seen occasionally even in later generations.

Wang An and Wang Li drove without any delays and arrived directly at the county town's cement plant.

This time, perhaps it was because Shang Tianbao had been arrested, or perhaps it was because Wang An had been too brutal last time and had beaten Shang Tianbao's lackey half to death.

Regardless, Wang An and Wang Li drove their vehicles straight into the cement plant's courtyard, and not a single person tried to stop them.

It had to be said that the reason many people were arrogant and bullied others was simply because they hadn't encountered someone even more arrogant and domineering than themselves.

To be honest, it was only because Wang An hadn't had the time and couldn't be bothered to mess around. If this were the old Wang An, he would have made sure that the kid who blocked him and demanded money last time was missing a few body parts.

Did they really think "Big Madman" Da Liu-zi was that easy to provoke?

Parking the four-wheeler in front of the office, Wang An led Wang Li to the finance office. The accountant collecting the money was the same person as last time.

As soon as he saw the accountant, Wang An immediately widened his eyes and asked with a menacing expression

"Big brother, I'm just wondering, how much per ton are the cement and white lime here?"

The reason Wang An put on this act was that when he bought cement last time, it was 210 yuan per ton.

But the cement Wang Shuai and Wu Dong bought was fucking 180 yuan per ton. In other words, for the same ton of cement, there was a difference of a full 30 yuan.

Actually, if the difference had been ten or twenty yuan, Wang An would have let it go. After all, no matter what you do, if your status is different, your treatment is bound to be different.

But after hearing the explanation from Wu Dong and Wang Shuai, Wang An realized that Wu Dong and the others hadn't stepped forward when buying the cement.

In other words, the cement plant did not have a uniform price for selling cement.

Upon seeing Wang An, the man recognized him at first glance.

After all, how could an accountant forget someone the factory director had specifically mentioned?

The man had a deadpan face and spoke expressionlessly

"It's all 210 a ton. Didn't you buy some last time?"

When saying the last part, the man seemed a bit impatient.

Who would have thought that Wang An wouldn't follow the script? He immediately burst into a torrent of abuse

"Fuck your mother! Speak to me properly! How much the fuck are you selling it to others for? If you don't tell the truth today, I'll fucking kill you."

By the last sentence, Wang An's face had become ferocious, looking like a wolf eager to tear someone apart.

After Wang An finished speaking, he found that this man was quite stubborn, stiffening his neck as he attempted to stand up from his chair.

But before the man could react, Wang An raised his hand and delivered a direct slap across his face.

To be honest, the accountant never imagined Wang An would dare to strike him. More importantly, Wang An's slap was truly caught him off guard.

Thus, after a crisp "slap" sounded, the accountant took a solid blow to the face.

(End of Chapter)