After the harvester was maintained, Father Zhou drove it back to the warehouse, waiting for the "harvest war" to come.
Zhou Yan, who was useless, was driven back to work again.
Zhou Yan encountered a "major problem" on his first day back at work: the project manager requested that the entire project department go out for a group picnic.
Isn’t this the ascendant “team building”!
Zhou Yan glanced at the dry application form, thought for a while, picked up the pen, and wrote a comment.
"I agree in principle. After the planning document is taken out, we will enter the preparation stage..."
Project manager Li Nan returned to the office with an application form that he didn't know whether he had passed or failed.
"Mr. Li, did it pass?"
Li Nan threw the application form in front of the department's pistachios: "See for yourself!"
Pistachio Liu Yan took the application, looked at it, and thought for a moment: "Well, we can ask Mr. Zhou's leadership!"
"Mr. Zhou's leader?" Li Nan was a little confused.
"Qin Gong!"
Li Nan suddenly realized it and pushed the planning document forward: "Liu Yan, I don't bother the two masters, I'm sorry to trouble you!"
Although Qin Ruoshu was stationed at a project site for the first time and had little experience, he still had the connections. He called the old leader, exchanged pleasantries, and asked about the "team building" planning documents for previous projects.
In less than ten minutes, a sample of the team building plan appeared in Qin Ruoshu's mailbox.
"Liu Yan, I sent you the template!"
Liu Yan transferred it to Li Nan again...
However, in the end, it was Liu Yan who was responsible for the copywriting.
Liu Yan was not unfamiliar with the process of arranging "team building" activities. When she was in college, she organized it with the big guys in the student union; however, the budget for event materials and funds was a bit beyond Liu Yan's ability.
"Sister Shu, how should I fill in the budget details for this event?"
Qin Ruoshu, who was questioned, picked up the phone and "shaked the phone".
After putting down the phone, he looked back at Liu Yan: "Ask the finance, I am stuck in applying for the upper limit. Purchase as much food, ingredients, and drinks as possible. The remaining budget, fruits, high-end drinks..."
"knew!"
"One more thing you need to pay attention to is that no matter how much activity funds you apply for, there won't be any leftover..."
After the application is submitted again, the approval speed will naturally be much faster.
As for the project department with only 20 or 30 people, news naturally spread quickly: the next day, the news that "everyone went out for a barbecue on the weekend" had spread, and even "outsiders" Ying Bo and Chang Ning knew about it.
That morning, the logistics department drove a pickup truck out to purchase food, ingredients, and drinks.
The event time is set for Friday morning, and the location of the event is in the large woods on the edge of the town's river mouth.
The location was checked by a friend from the design department. Even Zhou Yan, who was "born and raised here," didn't know there was such a quiet place in town.
The lush poplar trees provide a shade that blocks out the sun, and ten steps away from the shade is a soft river beach. Ahead, there is clear river water, with all kinds of small fish swimming in it...
Zhou Yan drove a pickup truck behind the field cooking truck and drove into the secret realm.
"Husband, do you still have a place like this in your hometown?"
"Quite a few," Zhou Yan smiled. "The only ones I know are the two places I used to celebrate Children's Day when I was a kid, and the one at Sanhekou..."
When he arrived at the place, Zhou Yan found that the employees had "consciously" surrounded the site with the vehicles they drove over, and then used engineering shovels to clean up the weeds under the shade of the trees.
"Hey, there are also cicada monkeys?"
Then, many people’s eyes lit up: there are fun activities in summer again.
After watching the excitement for a while, Zhou Yan directed the chef to park the cooking cart downwind. After fixing it, he unfolded the cooking cart...
"Old Zhou, where did you get this thing?" Chang Ning looked at the cooking cart with envy on his side, "This thing is a sharp tool for field work."
"Ordered from the PLA Logistics Equipment Department," Zhou Yan smiled. "All Xinghan's project departments will be equipped with it. You should also know what the construction team is like. This thing can be used in emergencies and can also be used by contractors.
I have something to follow in my mind..."
The field cooking truck purchased by Xinghan is a standard military product and has the ability to cook during the march.
However, it was only after nine o'clock, so there was plenty of time, so there was no need to fire on the road.
After the chefs unfolded the cooking truck, the weeds on the ground under the shade of the trees were also cleared. A group of migrant workers happily unloaded the folding tables and chairs from Zhou Yan's pickup truck, unfolded them, and placed them.
After placing snacks and drinks, everyone turned their attention to Zhou Yan.
"Don't look at me. I came out to play today just to relax. You can play whatever you want..."
After saying that, Zhou Yan went straight to the pickup truck, took out the fishing net from the box in the trunk, then took off his shoes, rolled up his trouser legs, and went straight into the river.
In less than three minutes, Zhou Yan received four or five black catfish that were one foot long.
"Old Zhou, why are you catching this thing? The sting is poisonous..."
"This is a good thing," Qin Ruoshu said happily, "I rarely eat this here, but there are thirty-one pounds of yellow catfish outside..."
After working for more than half an hour, Zhou Yan received a large bucket of goods.
"Here, Old Ding, a snack for lunch, braised yellow catfish with soy sauce..."
"Mr. Zhou, this is a good thing. This is the first time I have seen such a big yellow catfish in so many years..."
Ying Bo on the side seemed to have remembered something, grabbed the car keys, and drove away. Not long after, he came back with a lot of green wheat ears.
"Brother Bo, what are you doing, planning to waste food?"
Except for a few people from the countryside, no one present knew what Ying Bo was planning to do.
Ying Bo smiled and pushed a lot of wheat ears to Zhou Yan: "Mr. Zhou, let's see your craftsmanship..."
"Husband, what are you going to do?"
For children in rural areas, during the Dragon Boat Festival, besides rice dumplings, the most delicious thing is roasted wheat ears. And the most fragrant among them is the slightly green and yellowish wheat ears.
However, burning wheat ears requires special skills. If the fire is high, it will become mushy. If the fire is low, it will be burnt.
"Speaking of which, I haven't eaten this stuff in years..."
However, Zhou Yan did not intend to use the most primitive method to make it. Instead, he asked the chef for a butane spray gun, lit a fire, and used the fire to burn the wheat ears placed in the iron basin.
Turn over while grilling, and in less than thirty seconds, a smell of wheat will rise from the iron basin.
Zhou Yan smiled and glanced at Ying Bo, who was holding a basin, and then at Qin Ruoshu, who was staring at the wheat ears eagerly. He smiled, grabbed a large handful, put it aside, and then handed the rest to Ying Bo.
Wave.
"Oh, by the way, Lao Ying, where did you get these ears of wheat? If you catch a family harvesting them, they might scold you in some way!"
"How is it possible? I go to our own farm to cook food..."
"Then..." Zhou Yan was happy, "It's going to be hard for you to go home at night..."
As he spoke, Zhou Yan grabbed the wheat ears on the table beside him, put them in his heart, rubbed them quickly, and then blew lightly to blow off the wheat awns inside, leaving only the roasted golden wheat kernels in the palm of his hand.
"Here..." Zhou Yan didn't dare to take it all for himself, so he put it in Qin Ruoshu's hands.
"How...how do you eat this?"
"If you feel there is dust, you can rinse it with mineral water..."
"No need..." Qin Ruoshu gently picked up a few pills and put them in her mouth.
“It smells so good!”
"The taste has not changed, but I can no longer taste the happiness I once had..."