A silent night passed, and the next day, as the first ray of morning light slowly climbed up from the horizon, the survivors were already gathered around the table, enjoying their belated "feast."

The feeling of hunger made everyone eat with relish. Even the usually bland watery rice now tasted like a banquet comparable to a full Manchu Han feast.

"Do we have anything to do today?" After a night's rest, Wang Qiang's vitality was significantly restored. Although the affected areas still felt sore, compared to the previous day's miserable state, there was a marked improvement.

Tang Xiaoquan had already made a detailed plan with Lin Junfu and others the previous night, so he didn't hesitate and answered directly, "Yes, we have tasks, quite a few actually, so everyone might need to work a bit harder."

"Oh come on, Quan, no worries. Honestly, we slept too much yesterday, so we're actually looking for some work to loosen up." To prove the truth of his words, Wu Chao twisted his somewhat thick neck, which creaked slightly.

Tang Xiaoquan smiled sympathetically at him, then tightened his expression and spoke seriously:

"Today, we have three main tasks:"

"First, modifying the pressing room. To prepare for the rain that could come at any moment, we need to make arrangements for collection beforehand. Uncle Zhao will be responsible for this, and I ask everyone to actively cooperate."

"Second, vehicle cleaning and maintenance. Qiang, Daguo, your injuries haven't fully healed, so this relatively easy task is for you two. Additionally..."

"Hey, hold up," Wang Qiang interrupted, hastily swallowing the watery rice in his mouth before adding, "You told me yesterday to study weapons against zombies, and I've figured it out. I'm ready to start implementing it today, so I won't be doing the car cleaning."

With that, Wang Qiang struck a slightly pretentious pose, as if he were presenting a report at a conference.

"Is that so~" His refusal obviously disrupted Tang Xiaoquan's arrangement, but as he contemplated who to assign to the cleaning team, Wang Daguo cheerfully laughed, "Hey, no problem! Little Wang, you focus on your task, I'll handle the car cleaning by myself!"

Offering another smile, Wang Daguo's words saved Tang Xiaoquan a lot of trouble, but considering the latter's injury, Tang Xiaoquan reminded him, "Alright then, Daguo, it's all up to you. Also, please be careful when washing the car, make sure your wounds don't come in contact with any blood stains to avoid infection."

"No worries! Sister Wei Yang already briefed me yesterday about these precautions. When washing the car, I'll wear rubber gloves, so it'll be fine."

Nodding to himself, Tang Xiaoquan felt reassured by Wei Yang's work ethic, so he didn't dwell on it further, and immediately moved to the next task.

"Third, which is also our most important task today, is sifting the rice grains. Since we don't have a grain separator, we'll have to use the most primitive method, about which..."

His voice instinctively paused, as Tang Xiaoquan scanned everyone before resting his gaze on the elderly woman leaning silently against the wall from beginning to end: "Aunt Zhao, you're an expert in this area. Can you take charge of the rice grain sifting?"

"Me?" Startled instinctively, Aunt Zhao was simply waiting for the people inside to finish breakfast so she could clean up and leave.

Who would have thought they would assign her a task, and one involving leadership too? Having done laborious work her whole life, she felt quite surprised and repeatedly waved her hands to refuse:

"No, this won't work, can't do it. You can ask me to do the work, but to lead, I'm not educated enough for that!"

Her attitude was resolute, leaving no room for negotiation, and the wrinkles on Aunt Zhao's forehead made Tang Xiaoquan unsure of what to do.

At a loss, he could only turn his gaze to Lin Junfu, hoping he could help persuade her.

After all, when it comes to understanding Aunt Zhao's personality, none of the people present, even combined, could compare to Lin Junfu.

Having recognized the young man's difficulty, Lin Junfu smiled mildly. Truth be told, when he first joined the factory, he too, like Tang Xiaoquan and others, wasn't very used to dealing with these relatively sheltered and conservative-minded farmwomen.

But as the days went by, he gradually figured out some ways.

"Hehe, Aunt Zhao, you're overthinking it. It's actually not that complicated. This 'being in charge' mainly means teaching those who don't know how to manually sift grain a few techniques. Besides, you know these grains are the lifeline for our entire factory area, getting them ready sooner will ease everyone's mind, isn't that right?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Xiaoquan quickly seized the opportunity to add, "Exactly! Aunt Zhao, you're the closest with the workers here. Besides, it's not suitable for us younger ones to direct them, so for the overall situation, please bear this task for us."

With a one-two punch, they left Aunt Zhao barely any chance to react, and upon seeing the sincere yet difficult expressions of the people in front, she felt bad to refuse any longer. She sighed softly and agreed, "Alright, alright! Don't make it hard, I'll do it!"

With that said, Tang Xiaoquan and Lin Junfu exchanged a discreet glance.

There was no doubt their "scheme" had worked, but inside, neither of them felt any pride for it. Instead, they felt a bit guilty.

After all, they recognized Aunt Zhao's reluctance and understood she took on the task solely because she cared for them.

This might be the uniquely simple rural spirit. While pondering this, Tang Xiaoquan didn't forget to assign the guards at the gate: "Everyone should be aware of the zombie dogs' danger by now, so in addition to the usual two-person guard, we also need to heighten the inner wall's edges to leverage the wall's advantage when the corpse dogs arrive and counterattack. This matter, Dazhuang, I'll leave it to you."

Having explained all the tasks decided upon yesterday night, next comes the execution.

"Alright! Xiao Tang has made the task arrangement very clear, so there's no need for me to say more! In summary, these tasks all concern the factory's life and death, so please take them seriously!"

After saying this, Lin Junfu put down his bowl and chopsticks, and was the first to walk out of the manager's room.

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