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.
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