He just wanted to discuss with Shitou and borrow it for a few days every month when nothing happened.

Of course, this was just a momentary thought in his mind.

He would not foolishly cross-use this yard, which would increase the chance of exposure.

Entering the courtyard, Yang Jun took a look at each room.

There was not a single piece of furniture in the room, and the room was filled with food and slaughtered livestock.

Yang Jun took a look and found that the ingredients were very fresh, as if they had just been harvested.

"Anguo, let someone load the car."

Yang Jun pointed to the financial staff who came with him and said,

"You also need to keep good records, and you can't make any mistakes.

Just a little mistake."

"I understand, Director."

Everyone responded and then started to get busy.

There were about 300 employees who came with us. They were all strong men selected from the fitter workshop, and they had endless strength in their bodies.

Especially today, when I go to work in the field, it counts as full attendance. This kind of work is much easier than swinging a sledgehammer in the workshop. A bag weighing 180 kilograms is like playing.

The people from the security department were not idle and blocked the intersection to prevent irrelevant people from coming to watch.

This time the people from the financial office brought three floor scales and two steelyards. They lined up and weighed the items little by little.

The grain was packed in sacks, one bag weighing one hundred and twenty kilograms. After briefly passing through a few bags, I found that the kilograms were about the same, so I stopped weighing them.

They mainly weigh the livestock.

The livestock were placed loosely on the ground and could only be weighed one by one.

Yang Jun did not wander around the yard, but came outside and squatted on the roadside with Ma Juzi to smoke.

About two hours later, I saw Qian Kun walking towards this side from the yard.

"Director, everything has been weighed and the trucks are being loaded now. I'll give you the numbers."

Qian Kun, the chief of the finance department, was following the car personally this time. He had to keep an eye on such a large material transaction personally.

Yang Jun picked up a cigarette and handed it to him, asking him to speak slowly.

After Qian Kun took the cigarette, he said thank you and put it in his ear.

"Director, the total amount of grain is 153,200 jins, and the total of all kinds of livestock is 123,000 jins."

Yang Jun took the list, looked at it, and asked,

"How much materials is expected to be distributed by our factory?"

Qian Kun thought for a moment and returned: "Our factory has 25,000 employees. Calculating five kilograms of grain and three kilograms of meat per person, there is still a surplus of these materials."

Yang Jun thought for a moment silently.

If calculated according to this standard, a total of 125,000 kilograms of grain and 75,000 kilograms of meat are needed. There is indeed a surplus of such a lot of materials.

Yang Jun thought for a moment and said to Qian Kun: "Save another three thousand catties of grain and one thousand catties of meat, and send the rest to the art troupe."

Yang Jun thought that this year we should focus on praising those who have made significant contributions to the factory. In addition to the medical staff who compiled the Barefoot Doctor Manual, there are also those engineers who worked on the technical transformation. They all need to be praised.

As for the remaining supplies, he planned to give them to Qian Jiajia.

After all, she also helped a lot.

Reports were made almost once a day, telling him every move Yang Liu made verbatim.

"Art Troupe?"

Qian Kun screamed in surprise and quickly persuaded: "Director, why should we give the materials we finally obtained to the art troupe?"

"Um?"

Yang Jun glanced at him dissatisfied, then pointed at himself and said,

"It's not us, it's me. I got these supplies. I can give them to whomever I want."

In fact, Qian Kun regretted it as soon as he finished speaking. He felt that he should not talk to Yang Jun in this tone.

"Director, I'm sorry, I didn't know what I said, I'm old and confused, you don't remember the faults of villains..."

"Okay, pack up and go back. Also prepare money. Someone will come to settle the bill with you tomorrow." Yang Jun waved his hand.

"Yes, factory director, the money has been prepared a long time ago."
Chapter completed!