Siheyuan: Start with senior technicians

Chapter 90 Zhou Rong’s misunderstanding

Then Yang Weibiao sent Ding Rushan home, and called the steel rolling mill here and asked Sha Zhu to go to the literary club to take a message. He was not free tonight.

Then he went to a transit warehouse in the steel rolling mill, where he had the key.

He first went in and put away the meat required by the steel rolling mill, and then went to the factory and asked the convoy to take away a total of 500 kilograms of pork and 100 ducks.

The price is less than a thousand yuan. The key is that it can’t be bought outside.

After nine o'clock in the evening, the truck from the Iron and Steel Plant also arrived, accompanied by many workers.

There were no surprises, the handover went smoothly!

These two orders brought him thousands of dollars in profit, but in fact it was of little significance just to sell supplies, and he was not short of money.

The key is that for future development, early investment is necessary.

[Check in daily, this time choose the location Chunqiao Food Store]

[Rewards: One hundred and twenty pounds of money, four hundred and fifty kilograms of pork, five hundred kilograms of white flour, and one thousand kilograms of beans. 】

Yes, the wool can still be harvested here.

It was quite late, and when I returned to the courtyard, I found that the girls were still awake.

"No, are you playing cards again?"

Yang Weibiao felt that this was not going to work. Fortunately, his relationship in the hospital was not bad, otherwise he would have been reported long ago.

"Cousin, I'm waiting for you."

Zhou Rong waved her hand and then stopped playing cards.

"Cousin, I have something to ask you."

"Well, what do you want to ask?"

Only then did Yang Weibiao remember that he had told Feng Huacheng to explain clearly. This was a very important link.

"Can we talk alone?"

Zhou Rong felt bad about this, so she wanted to find out.

"Okay, let's go to the front yard!"

Yang Weibiao looked at his watch. It was almost ten o'clock, so he asked Yu Li and the others to wash up first.

As for him, he took Zhou Rong to the front room. They were cousins, so there was no need to be taboo.

"Cousin, Teacher Feng came to see me today. He... He said that I would help deliver gifts, and he also asked me to go with him to meet the judges of the poetry contest."

Zhou Rong didn't know what to think. This matter involved the judges she respected very much, Feng Huacheng whom she admired, and her cousin who was very good to her.

"The thing is like this..."

Yang Weibiao explained what happened yesterday without adding any fuel or jealousy.

"Ah! How could Teacher Feng do this?"

Zhou Rong understood that it was wrong for her cousin to give gifts, but her intention was good. She wanted to get to know the judges and meet famous writers.

But Feng Huacheng was rushing to win the award. His motives were not pure and he was a poet.

"Look at it. People in this world can be roughly divided into three categories. One is those who know how to give gifts and get things done, the other are those who know but hate giving gifts, and the other are those who don't believe you can get things done by giving gifts.

Feng Huacheng is the first type, you are the second type, and more people are the third type. "

Yang Weibiao felt that he could be a life mentor, and he should have no problem fooling his cousin, who is still a girl.

"But the poems written by Teacher Feng don't look like that kind of person."

Zhou Rong was still struggling with this issue.

"His poems are not from the world, but people are from the world. So, let me give you a piece of advice. You can like his poems, but don't worship him as a person."

Yang Weibiao patted Zhou Rong on the shoulder. This was a habitual action. He often patted Xu Damao and Silly Zhu like this.

Who knew that Zhou Rong misunderstood and quickly pinched his shoulders, "Good guy, the culture here is different."

Zhou Rong kept her hands on her hands, but her eyes were wandering, "Cousin, do you think there are many people of the second type in the world?"

"It's not much, so it's very valuable. As for you, study hard, go to college, and concentrate on your literature. That's good."

Yang Weibiao gave me a few words of persuasion, but this was actually just nonsense. I was tired of studying.

"Cousin, if you were Teacher Feng, what would you do if you wanted to participate in a poetry contest?"

Zhou Rong hasn't figured it out yet.

"Me! I won't participate in this kind of competition because I don't like to be in the limelight.

Feng Huacheng wanted both profit, that is, he might be promoted in the Writers Association after winning the award, and reputation at the same time.

But I am more practical and just give gifts and get promoted.

Because poetry competitions should be pure and should not tarnish literary works. "

Yang Weibiao is standing on the moral high ground. He can still criticize others when giving gifts.

"Cousin, you are still a cultural person."

Zhou Rong understood this time. Although his cousin gave him gifts, literature was still sacred, but Feng Huacheng was different.

"Cousin, I will no longer admire Teacher Feng. He is not worthy."

"Yes, you can worship me because I am your brother."

Yang Weibiao made a joke. Seeing that Zhou Rong had figured it out, he asked people to take a rest early.

"Good night, cousin."

Zhou Rong said and hugged him. This was a sign of intimacy and it was normal.

"good night!"

Yang Weibiao finally understood why Zhou Rong was the most favored person in the Zhou family, and Cai Xiaoguang had always been obsessed with her.

Cai Xiaoguang watched Zhou Rong fall in love, elope, get married, have children, and finally get divorced.

After reaching middle age, I waited for someone to take over, but I still didn't get Zhou Rong's love. This seemed to be even worse than Silly Zhu.

But Zhou Rong is really rare, especially as an adult, she has great looks and good temperament.

Early the next morning, he was blocked by Silly Pillar.

"Brother Yang, when will the pork and duck be delivered to the factory? The menu was announced yesterday."

Silly Zhu is thinking about this matter.

"It was delivered to the warehouse last night. You should do your best!"

In this weather, it's okay to leave it overnight. Besides, the steel rolling mill also has a small freezer.

"This is great. By the way, Brother Yang, I will host a banquet next weekend, but I have informed you in advance."

Silly Zhu's marriage was finally settled, and he had already lived with his partner years ago. If Xu Damao hadn't been a team member, he might have been reported long ago.

"That's good. Just mention whatever is needed and I'll figure it out."

Yang Weibiao also gave his sincere blessings, and Shazhu had changed a lot, almost helping him with things, so he couldn't be stingy.

"Then I'll give you a list in two days. How much is it? You can't miss it."

After Si Zhu finished speaking, he pretended to look at his watch. In fact, the time was not accurate. He forgot to wind it up last night.

That's the problem with today's watches. They don't have batteries, so they have to be turned manually.

"It's almost time, I have to go to work."

"Okay, you go first."

Yang Weibiao was a little speechless. It was only 7:20. How could you pretend to be stupid?

They both work in the same factory, and it only takes five minutes by bicycle.

After Si Zhu left, he ate breakfast slowly without panicking.

He set off half an hour later. Yu Haitang had already left first, and Zhou Rong and Tang Yunyun also walked to join Cai Xiaoguang and the others.

In two days, Zhou Rong will have to go back, otherwise she will miss too many classes.

At noon, there was a dinner in the cafeteria that was not a big party. Yesterday, we almost got into a fight over which workshop should get food first.

In the end, guessing was used to determine the outcome. The second workshop actually came out on top and rushed to the cafeteria before the bell rang.

It is definitely an advantage to pick up the food first, and now the hands of people like Liu Lan have stopped shaking.

"Braised pork, roasted duck with konjac, white oil radish, and minced meat vermicelli are here for you!" The canteen also started to sing the menu, and the aroma was overflowing. The cadres may not be that rare, but the workers were too greedy.

This ration of only half a catty per person per month is simply not enough to eat.

Some people just buy fat meat, boil it into lard and store it, and add some meat vegetables when frying vegetarian vegetables.

The dregs that have been boiled in oil are also kept. Chopped into pieces, they can be used to make dumplings and steamed buns, which taste great.

If you still have money to save meat tickets, you have to consider these issues during the New Year and holidays.

So even in the steel rolling mill, the workers want to eat meat too much. Today, the average person has almost four taels of meat, which is not easy.

"I'm coming."

Silly Zhu shouted and saw workers rushing in.

Yang Weibiao appeared in the window this time, right next to Liu Lan.

It depends on the situation. The most important thing is to keep a low profile and do good deeds without leaving a name. This is not his style.

"Director Yang, you are supervising this personally. Don't worry, Liu Lan's hand has been cured."

The worker in the second workshop actually rushed to the first one, and the person winking at him was already an acquaintance, because this person was also one of the second uncle's team members.

Last time, he also participated in the battle against the previous canteen director.

"You are the one who is sick."

Liu Lan muttered something.

"Liu Lan, shake it and show it to him."

Yang Weibiao made a direct kill.

"Director Yang, and Sister Liu, my biological sister, why don't you think I was wrong?"

Workers in the second workshop quickly begged for mercy.

At this time, Liu Lan had already ordered a portion of braised pork. This was simulated, and each portion was one to two to five.

Then I dipped my spoon into the bottom and got a portion of roasted duck with konjac, which was a perfect match.

Vermicelli and radish are also popular, both of which have a meaty taste.

The coworker left with satisfaction and did not dare to occupy his position. There were people behind him.

The workers came one after another. Yang Weibiao looked at them for a while and felt greedy, so he took the rice bowl and cooked some food.

What he served today was white rice, which tastes better when soaked in soup. Not to mention, this big pot dish is actually very good.

Currently, Yi Zao is a master chef who is not good at small frying, but he is better at cooking in large pots than in Shazhu.

Not long after, it was Yi Zhonghai's turn. He ordered a portion of each dish and left in an unexpected hurry.

Later, Qin Huairu came and saw Yang Weibiao sitting next to him eating. She felt very complicated.

"Liu Lan, please give me one portion of each. Please give me more. I have many children."

Qin Huairu had to say this. She promised to bring meat back to Banggeng at noon.

Liu Lan didn't reply. Each portion was a standard portion, nothing special.

"Yang Weibiao, Xiaodang has lost weight, so you have to pity her."

Qin Huairu knew who could make the decision, but she didn't have high hopes.

Yang Weibiao was stunned for a moment. Even though he kept talking about wanting a fat boy every day, he actually preferred a daughter.

Thinking of Xiaodang calling him daddy for a long time...

"Give her an extra roast duck and charge it to me. I don't like duck."

"okay!"

Liu Lan reached the bottom of the spoon in her hand, scooped out a large spoonful and put it into Qin Huairu's other lunch box.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Qin Huairu couldn't hold back her tears.

Yang Weibiao said, "Don't patronize Bangge, Xiaodang is your daughter too."

After saying that, he left. Xiaodang called him dad when he saw him and didn't bother to worry about a dish.

When Liu Lan collected the money, she confiscated the excess roast duck money and paid for it herself. She was happy to pay Yang Weibiao.

When Qin Huairu saw it, she knew that too many people were thinking about Yang Weibiao.

Liu Lan's eyes were exactly the same as Qin Jingru's.

The workers followed one by one, and some of them started eating meat dishes while walking before they even found a seat.

Some of them closed their lunch boxes and left in a hurry. They were delivering them home, which was not easy for anyone.

In the end, there was only a little left in the big basin, and the amount of vegetables was controlled just right.

Yang Weibiao had already finished eating and was drinking tea with his legs crossed. Silly Zhu came over to smoke a cigarette.

Smoking is not allowed in the kitchen, so why are we still burning firewood? It's already filled with smoke.

"I don't think I saw Jia Zhang today?"

Silly Zhu said too much.

"She didn't come? That's not the case. The price is almost unprofitable."

Yang Weibiao realized that it was the end of the month and there were still a few days before the official customs clearance.

Although you can change the quota in advance, there is really nothing you can do if you run out of money.

But she said that Mrs. Jia and Zhang were pestering Yi Zhonghai to borrow money at the moment. She was really out of pocket. Last time, her flour was sold by Banggan, and she got back two yuan in change. She had already exchanged it for grain on the 24th.

Now I am penniless again. I brought my own steamed buns for the past few days and ate boiled water at noon.

Who knew that the factory suddenly held a banquet and sold meat and vegetables, and she couldn't afford it.

"Lao Yi, just help me. It's just one yuan. I'll pay you back after I've paid my salary. If it doesn't work, fifty cents is enough."

Mrs. Jia Zhang was so anxious that she packed up in the evening cafeteria.

"Oh, it's not about more money and less money."

Yi Zhonghai knew this would happen, so he had been hiding since last night and was not in the second workshop this morning.

After getting the food, he didn't bother to say hello to Yang Weibiao and hid again.

Who knew that Jia Zhang would be found in the end, but fortunately he had finished all his own portion.

"Old sister-in-law, I've helped you too many times, and everyone is dissatisfied and can't help anymore. You ask Qin Huairu, she's done the cooking today."

Yi Zhonghai really didn't want to help. Otherwise, how could he ease the relationship with the hospital if word got out.

Especially during this period, he felt excluded. Lao Yan and Lao Liu ignored him, and even Silly Zhu didn't listen to greetings.

"Lao Yi, I kneel down for you. Please lend me some money to buy food. I haven't eaten meat for a month."

Mrs. Jia Zhang cried. The whole factory smelled of meat. Everyone had eaten meat dishes, but she didn't eat them. She might as well have died.

"Oh, sister-in-law, I can't do this."

Yi Zhonghai couldn't stand it anymore, and his co-workers were watching. In desperation, he had to borrow a dollar to go out.

But the money has to be paid back, otherwise it will become a donation, and the impact on the residents of the courtyard will be bad if they know about it.

After Jia Zhang got the money, she ran to the canteen at almost a hundred meters sprint. Others on the way saw it and were shocked. Is she really an old woman?
"Quick, give me a portion of each."

Jia Zhang saw that the windows were being cleaned up, so she was lucky to catch up.

"Hey, that's what I'm talking about."

When Silly Zhu heard the call, he ran to the window and muttered, "Ms. Jia Zhang, if you come just now, all you have left is soup."

Actually there is still some in this basin, but there is very little meat.

"I don't have any money. Lao Yi was not here this morning, so he just gave me the money."

Jia Zhang said and handed the money to Liu Lan, not feeling distressed at all.

Liu Lan didn't feel good about it, because according to the rules, the leftovers were given to the kitchen, and at the critical moment, another portion had to be sold.

So I used some tricks when preparing the dishes. It looked like a lot of food, but there wasn't much meat under the spoon.

(End of this chapter)