NOVEL Switched Marriage: The Coddled Little Wife Chapter 235: Clear Delineation of Distance

Switched Marriage: The Coddled Little Wife

Chapter 235: Clear Delineation of Distance
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Chapter 235: Chapter 235: Clear Delineation of Distance

Xiyang Food Factory’s production line must not be interrupted, Lin Chuxia instructed Su Wensong to arrange for other vehicles to go to other suppliers.

To avoid cross-infection, all factory vehicles were dispatched, not only to inspect the quality of goods provided on the same day but also to check the chicken coops. If diseased chickens are found, they must be immediately reported and handled, and the purchase of white strip chickens from that supplier must be refused.

Huang Dashun’s pride and arrogance stem from the fact that he was the first poultry farm collaborator they found for Lin Chuxia, and since the partnership had always been stable, he arrogantly thought that Xiyang Food Factory couldn’t do without him.

Little did he know, they not only had other collaborators but also their own poultry farm.

"Third Brother, when you go back later, inform our eldest and second brothers that our poultry farm’s chickens are ready to be marketed, and also remind them about the epidemic situation. Even if our chickens have been vaccinated, we absolutely cannot afford to be careless."

"Don’t worry Mr. Lin, I don’t know about others, but ever since our own poultry farm started keeping chickens, my sisters-in-law have been very strict in overseeing it. The usual villagers who get along with them don’t bring people towards the poultry farm."

Sun Bingnan said this with a bit of a smile.

His eldest and second brothers, as well as their wives, now have jobs at the poultry farm, earning a salary of one hundred and eighty yuan a month. They cherish their positions immensely, fearing that someone else might take their good jobs.

Especially the Lin Family people, they guard it extremely strictly.

In their eyes, they are only benefiting from Sun Bingnan and Sun Lanlan’s influence, whereas Lin Family is Lin Chuxia’s maternal home.

Little do they know that Lin Chuxia would not associate with her maternal family in supporting anyone.

But this, Sun Bingnan would not tell his brothers and sisters-in-law, this way is quite good.

Having a sense of crisis keeps one alert to do the job well.

And in places like poultry farms, fewer people coming and going reduces the chance of virus transmission.

All arrangements done and people dispatched, Lin Chuxia did not leave but stayed at Xiyang Food Factory waiting for news.

Before the dispatched people came back, the village chief hurried over.

"Qin Yang’s wife, I heard that other places have already had outbreaks of chicken plague?"

Qin Han went to speak with Qin Jiang about this matter this morning, and Qin Jiang then reported the situation to the village chief.

Even though Qin Jiang was aware of the precautions, the village chief was still worried.

The poultry farm was their village’s first collectively-run enterprise, and nearly all of their money was invested in it. With the chickens almost ready for market, if they were infected with chicken plague, all the money would have been wasted.

Not to mention, the pig farm was waiting for money from selling these chickens for further construction. If something were to happen, with such a significant loss of money, how could he explain it to all the fellow villagers?

Lin Chuxia watched him sweating profusely and clothes soaked through, she hastily poured him a glass of cold water.

"Village chief, don’t worry. From what I understand, the chickens at that poultry farm probably weren’t vaccinated. Our chickens are all vaccinated, so the probability of infection is not high. I think Mr. Qin has already mentioned this to you, recently it’s best to enforce a closed management, apart from the poultry farm employees, no other personnel should approach the poultry farm. Moreover, we need to examine these workers, I worry that some villagers’ personally kept chickens may not have been vaccinated."

The village chief nodded solemnly, "Qin Jiang mentioned this to me in the morning, during this period he wants the staff to live in the poultry farm. I think it’s a good idea, I’ll increase their salaries by five yuan for those willing to stay in the poultry farm instead of going home, and those unwilling, won’t get paid during this time."

Lin Chuxia suppressed a smile and nodded, "This idea is feasible."

With Lin Chuxia’s approval, the village chief breathed a sigh of relief, then appeared somewhat embarrassed.

"Village chief, just say whatever you need to," Lin Chuxia gave him an opening.

The village chief smiled embarrassedly, "I was thinking, the chickens in our village’s poultry farm are raised according to Xiyang Food Factory’s requirements, you said you needed chickens over 70 days, and it’s already been over 60 days. In these next few days, could we arrange to supply some, we can first pick out the bigger ones to send."

This is a worry that once chicken plague spreads, it could be a total wipeout, so selling some is better than none.

Lin Chuxia was aware of the village chief’s mentality; there wasn’t much difference between chickens raised for 60 days and those for 70, especially since they had initially set the standards with a margin.

"Alright, then let’s start by supplying 100 chickens a day, and we’ll see how it goes from there."

The village chief immediately broke into a huge smile, his whole body relaxed, "Good, I’ll go back and tell them."

Some villagers watched as the village chief entered the Xiyang Food Factory with a worried face and then left with a smile.

Someone boldly stepped forward to ask, "Village chief, what makes you so happy?"

Seeing the village chief like that, everyone thought that their village’s poultry farm had also contracted the chicken plague.

The village chief didn’t hide it, "I’ve just secured a deal with the food factory, starting tomorrow our poultry farm can begin selling off the chickens, 100 a day."

"Starting tomorrow, but isn’t it supposed to be over 70 days? Aren’t the chickens from our poultry farm not old enough yet?"

"That’s right, Mr. Lin is easing my mind and looking out for our poultry farm."

No need to elaborate further, it’s obvious from a bit of thought.

Holding money now is the most reassuring thing, even if there’s no problem with the poultry farm’s chickens temporarily, who knows if the plague could spread.

They all had experience raising chickens and knew how severe chicken plague could be.

Xiyang Food Factory making an exception to buy chickens from their village’s poultry farm during this time, if not to look out for them, then what is it?

"There’s nothing like your own village factory, clear about loyalties."

They’ve long perceived Xiyang Food Factory as part of their village.

"Exactly, Mr. Lin has only married into Qin Family Village for less than a year, but truly considers the best for our village."

The village chief, smiling gleefully with hands behind his back, didn’t say much more and went back to arrange the remaining tasks.

In less than two hours, Lin Chuxia received feedback from various poultry farms.

Except for Huang Dashun’s poultry farm, the others had no issues.

Lin Chuxia didn’t increase the supply from the other two poultry farms, but used the chickens from Qin Family Village and their own farm to make up for the shortfall from Huang Dashun’s usual supply.

This way, Xiyang Food Factory was not affected at all.

The next day, the disease control department concluded that Huang Dashun’s poultry farm’s chickens had indeed contracted chicken plague.

The disease control department also immediately took action by burying all the chickens and chicken manure from Huang Dashun’s poultry farm.

At the same time, this news spread rapidly, making all chicken farmers anxious.

After all, in rural areas, chicken plague wasn’t seen as a major issue; at most, it meant a loss of a few chickens, as they would still stew and eat the meat of those infected.

But with Huang Dashun’s poultry farm burying thousands of chickens, literally nothing was left.

They all feared for their personal chickens; should they contract the disease, they wouldn’t even salvage some meat.

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