He didn't expect the old man guarding the door to be the most awesome boss in the rolling mill.
He couldn't afford to offend her.
He couldn't afford to offend them!
He Yuzhu had a smile on his face."Grandpa, don't blame me for my foul mouth. I've caused a lot of trouble. I know you don't lack food, but I still have some peanuts and half a bottle of good wine.”
He had the idea of pleasing the old master.
Don't look down on him. He had a broken arm, and he was still an old man who was guarding the door.
Don't forget, the other party had climbed the snow mountains and crossed the grasslands with the great man. That group of people back then were all big shots now, and several of them were even the left and right arms of the great man.
The old man at the door said impatiently,"Little Rascal, don't think that I don't know what bad ideas you have. Get lost.”
"Hey,"
He Yuzhu was not angry. Kid, I'll leave first."
After saying that, He Yuzhu ran straight back to the canteen from the factory entrance.
The chef of his studio, the rolling mill, would occasionally come out and walk around. As long as it was time to eat, he could provide the workers with hot food.
Even the factory leaders would turn a blind eye to it.
The cafeteria was also a lucrative job.
Not only was the salary high, the work was easy, and the benefits were much better than working in the workshop.
Occasionally, he could even steal some of the government's big white steamed buns or leftovers.
Little did they know that the relatives of Liu Lan, the deputy factory director, had been hired to work in the kitchen through connections. It could be seen that working in the canteen was really comparable to the treatment of a cadre.
"We commoners are so happy today…"
Perhaps it had something to do with the habits of his predecessor, He Yuzhu walked to the cafeteria with his hands behind his back. Along the way, he sang and hummed a tune.
"He Yuzhu, you picked up money. Look at how happy you are.”
Liu Lan squatted at the entrance of the canteen and watched He Yuzhu walk unsteadily. Her posture was even more impressive than that of a factory worker.
Why did he see her everywhere?
He Yuzhu deliberately pulled a long face." Liu Lan, you're not working properly in the canteen during office hours. Instead, you're slacking off. Aren't you afraid that I'll report you to Deputy Factory Manager Li?"”
There were several deputy directors in the rolling mill.
And this Deputy Factory Manager Li was the Deputy Factory Manager in charge of the canteen.
"Tsk."
Liu Lan was not afraid at all.
"Didn't you also come out to slack off? Besides, everyone in the rolling mill knows that you're an idiot. You never gossip behind people's backs, let alone snitch.”
Liu Lan had also taken a fancy to He Yuzhu, which was why she dared to slack off openly.
Everyone in the canteen knew that she was a relative of Deputy Factory Manager Li. Everyone turned a blind eye to Liu Lan's laziness.
He Yuzhu, who had inherited the memories of her predecessor, said,"Hurry up and go back to work. Have you prepared the rice porridge that I cooked in the afternoon?" Also, have you cut the cabbage and potatoes? There are only a few people in our canteen. If you come out to slack off, the others will have more work to do. Don't let everyone criticize you and curse you behind your back.”
After saying that, He Yuzhu went straight into the kitchen of the cafeteria.
The spacious cafeteria was very deserted before the mealtime. There was a staircase at the corner of the kitchen that led to the second floor.
There was a private room on the second floor. Usually, the leaders of the factory would receive them in the private room on the second floor. Of course, the factory director and deputy director would also eat in the private room.
He had inherited the memories of his predecessor. His predecessor had given these leaders a lot of special treatment. Of course, He Yuzhu was also willing to give special treatment to the leaders. This way, he could bring back a lot of food.
He was the one who had secretly provided food for Qin Huiru and her three children. Sometimes, his predecessor would also spend his own money and food stamps to buy steamed buns for the children to eat.
Although He Yuzhu was in charge of the kitchen in the canteen, he had never taken a grain of rice or a drop of oil from the rolling mill. Everyone in the kitchen admired him very much.
It was because of He Yuzhu's self-insistence that the others did not dare to take the rice and noodles from the government home even if they wanted to.
"Rumble!"
"Boom!"
After He Yuzhu entered the kitchen, he heard the rumbling of the stove and the sound of a fire.
His disciple Ma Hua had already started to soak the potatoes in water.
1961 was a very difficult year. The whole country was in famine, and the rolling mill, which was a key factory in the country, was also affected. There was not even meat paste for three meals a day. The high-intensity rush every day consumed a lot of physical strength.
"Ma Hua, you'll be on the stove today.”
"Alright, Master, just wait and see!”
Ma Hua was excited when he heard that his master wanted him to cook on the stove.
Although he had been an apprentice of his master for two to three years, he rarely had the chance to cook on the stove. In his master's words, if one was not proficient in the art, they would not be able to carry a spoon and cook on the stove. This was a waste of food.
Looking at Ma Hua's excited expression,
He Yuzhu was speechless. People in the sixties were really cute. There were still people fighting for this kind of energy-draining work.
He was not as old-fashioned as his predecessor. It was a good thing to have a disciple to help him share the work.
The food was good and bad. In this era of hunger, everyone was satisfied as long as they could eat.
He Yuzhu found a quiet place to sleep.
When he woke up again, the sky was already dark…
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