Siheyuan: starting from the registration of the fourth-level chef

"Today we have a new comrade, Zhao Jianguo, in our cafeteria!"

"After a careful decision by the factory leaders and a careful review of Comrade Zhao Jianguo! It is decided that Comrade Zhao Jianguo will enter the cafeteria as a fourth-level chef!"

"I hope everyone can learn from Comrade Zhao Jianguo! Contribute your own strength! Contribute to our collective!"

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The big horn of the rolling mill announced three times in a row.

The level of a fourth-level chef is not too high.

It is different from the ordinary staff skill level.

The level of chefs is counted backwards, and there are only one, two and three levels above level four!

Needless to say, first and second level chefs!Generally, they work in Yuhuatai.

In the market, level [-] and level [-] chefs can basically be said to be ceilings.

Otherwise, the director of the cafeteria would not be able to respect Silly Zhu three points.

"Who is Zhao Jianguo? Do you know him?"

"I haven't heard of it. I remember that Master He was a fourth-level chef before."

"Yes, I remember eating the dishes made by Master He once before, the taste! Don't mention it! One word! Absolutely!"

"I seem to have heard of this name before. The number of the workshop is... It seems to be called Qin Huairu. Didn't I remember going on a blind date with her?"

Life now is not like in the future, where you can eat melons whenever you want.

In this day and age, a little bit of news can make everyone talk about it for days without getting tired.

Not to mention the news that there is another chef in the canteen of the factory, which is related to everyone's diet!

"Xiao Qin, the Zhao Jianguo mentioned on the loudspeaker is the one who went on a blind date with you back then?"

"Oh, it's really good now. The starting salary of a fourth-level chef is 37.5. After a long time, there will be money to increase!"

In the workshop, two older sisters in padded jackets tucked their hands into their sleeves, crowded in front of Qin Huairu, asking for gossip.

It's just that the faces of the two eldest sisters are full of curious gossip, and Qin Huairu's expression is a little embarrassed now: "It shouldn't be, there are quite a lot of people with the same name and surname."

The two eldest sisters are also shrewd people. Seeing Qin Huairu's face, they naturally thought of Qin Huairu's husband, Jia Dongxu who was paralyzed in bed.

People are more dead than people, and goods are thrown away.

Seeing this scene, the elder sisters laughed and left arm in arm.

After the eldest sisters had left, Qin Huairu's expression turned completely disappointed.

She lives in the same yard as Zhao Jianguo, so how could she not know that Zhao Jianguo came to the cafeteria to apply for a job today.

This job is still the lead line on the street.

At the beginning, she thought that Zhao Jian's family was poor, and because Jia Dongxu's family was richer, she chose Jia Dongxu.

But I didn't expect Qin Huairu to understand after marrying Jia Dongxu's family!It's all fake!

It's all about appearances!Jia Dongxu's family is not rich either!It's the same as Zhao Jianguo!

This is a crime!Zhao Jianguo is young, and looks very straight at attention!They all look comfortable.

How old is Jia Dongxu! ?

Zhao Jianguo is getting older!

If I had known this, it would be worse than marrying Zhao Jianguo back then!

But it's a done deal, and I was thinking about living it together.

Unexpectedly, the house leak happened to rain all night!

Half a year ago, Jia Dongxu had an accident in the workshop.

Perhaps it was the storm caused by the butterfly Zhao Jianguo.

Jia Dongxu, who was supposed to die, survived this time, but ended up paralyzed.

This time, Qin Huairu was in trouble.

Although the factory lost money, the money was firmly held by her mother-in-law Jia Zhang.

Qin Huairu was not given a single point.

Qin Huairu could only work as an apprentice in the factory, earning a salary of twenty yuan a month.

But this little salary has to feed a family of six!How could it be possible!

If it weren't for a fool who brought meals every day and helped money every month.

This day is simply unbearable!

Thinking of these, the disappointed Qin Huairu felt even more bitter and regretful.

If she had married Zhao Jianguo back then, her life would definitely be very prosperous now.

It's not like being a widow every day now.

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"Dang dang dang crotch!"

In the afternoon, the rolling mill bell rang heralding the end of get off work.

Zhao Jianguo walked out of the kitchen.

He is different from Shazhu, who has to stay in the kitchen to teach his horse boys a little bit of skill before they can walk.

This is also the rule in the chef's profession, otherwise, why would someone else's apprentice do it for you?

Walking out of the rolling mill, Zhao Jianguo looked at the various slogans and period decorations pasted on the streets and alleys.

There are still mixed feelings in my heart.

How long has it been since you traveled here?

Zhao Jianguo himself had already forgotten it, and he felt that he had completely adapted to life in this era.

How simple and honest people are.

How easy it is to earn money!

This is what makes Zhao Jianguo happiest!

Over the years, even without a system, Zhao Jianguo relied on the foresight of the traversers, and lived a very good life.

The reason why he agreed to the work arrangement of the street office this time was because Zhao Jianguo felt that he should give himself the whole job.

Otherwise, as the rumors become more and more serious, it is easy to cause disasters if you can live a leisurely life without a job.

In the past, because I was a descendant of a martyr, who dared to say that I was not?

Even if you want to doubt, you have to weigh your own identity!

Now, with the system, everything makes more sense.

Even if life is going well, if you investigate, there will be a system to cover up all the sources arranged by the system.

Zhao Jianguo was not worried at all.

"Well, today is worth celebrating, let's improve the food!"

Muttering to himself, Zhao Jianguo slipped to the vegetable market and bought a catty of pork head meat for [-] cents, a whole fish for [-] cents, and a bottle of Lao Baigan.

"Almost, there are still some stocks at home, that's all."

At this time, in the planned economy, everything has to be bought with a ticket.

Today Zhao Jianguo collected ten catties of meat tickets and ten catties of food stamps when he signed in.

In this era when everyone is tightening their belts, one can imagine how precious these food stamps are.

Although Zhao Jianguo has an urban hukou, he has a food bank and a fixed quota.

But those numbers are too few.

Take oil as an example, the amount is five taels a month.

Who are you enough to eat this thing?

Even if it was enough, Zhao Jianguo was a man who really lived a good life.

You let him eat three meals a day without eating meat for two months, Zhao Jianguo wants to go out of the city and jump the moat!

By the time we strolled back to the courtyard, it was already dark.

Every household is cooking in the courtyard. Zhao Jianguo, who holds meat in his left hand and fish and wine in his right, has naturally become the focus of the residents in the courtyard!

"Hey! Jianguo! What a good day today? So much hard work."

An old man who was tending the flower garden saw Zhao Jianguo and greeted him warmly.

The old man's name is Yan Bugui, he is a Chinese teacher in elementary school, and the third uncle in the courtyard.

With that kind of calculating energy, being a Chinese teacher is really a waste of talent.

Seeing what Zhao Jianguo was carrying in his hands, he naturally wanted to do some calculations.