At daybreak, Silly Zhu got up to wash up and make the bed.
He warmed up the leftover steamed buns from last night and left the courtyard with them in his hands.
They walked all the way to the front yard where Third Master was cleaning the yard.
"Yo! Silly Zhu woke up so early today?"
Silly Zhu nodded to Third Uncle but didn't say anything.
"Bah!" Third Master Yan Bugui lowered his head and spat.
He was very dissatisfied with Silly Pillar's attitude towards him just now.
His third uncle, Yan Bugui, was the third in command of this courtyard house. You idiot, you can be a chef and earn a lot, but you can't be so rude, right?
This is your attitude when an elder is talking to you?
No wonder he was called "Silly" Zhu.
She was really stupid.
Third Uncle ignored him and slowly swept the floor. When he was almost done sweeping, he was about to return to the house with the bamboo broom when he saw Silly Zhu walk past the front yard and into the middle yard.
"What the hell is this idiot doing? Didn't he go to work? You're back so soon?"
"Maybe he left something at home.”the typical third aunt explained.
"Yes, yes, yes, it's possible."
Third Uncle and Third Aunt, these two old men and women, were very gossipy about everyone and everything in this courtyard house.
Shazhu went straight to the door of his room and took out a lock from his pocket.
He locked the door of his house.
He had to be wary of some ingrates.
How dare you steal my peanuts?
Next time, it wouldn't be three slaps!
After closing the door, Silly Zhu went to work.
There was not much work today. The leaders in the factory had all gone out to investigate.
Therefore, today's main task was to provide lunch for the workers in the factory. These small matters were left to Fatty Ma Hua's disciples.
He didn't need to cook, he just needed to supervise.
After all, he was the head chef of the kitchen and had a large number of people under him. What could he do if he was lazy?
"Master, have some tea."
As soon as he sat down in the kitchen, Ma Hua handed him a cup of West Lake Biluochun tea.
The fragrance of the tea assailed his nose, and the taste was fresh.
This Ma Hua really knew how to behave.
It was comfortable to have such a disciple.
It had been almost ten days since he had transmigrated to this courtyard house.
Although it was not a problem for him and his sister, He Yushui, to live with the salary of the courtyard house, it could even be said that they were living quite comfortably.
However, how could he be so easily satisfied?
One had to know that Silly Zhu had just celebrated his 25th birthday and was only 26 years old.
He was still very young.
He was quite young!
As a young man, how could he be like an old man and live a retired life in this small kitchen?
This was definitely not a good thing!
In this era, if one wanted to make a lot of money, they had to set up factories and open restaurants.
Silly Zhu had culinary skills. He had no lack of customers. As long as there were customers in the restaurant, with his LV8 cooking skills, the dishes he cooked would definitely make the customers linger.
After eating a meal, he had another meal.
After eating one meal, there was still the next!
He could open a restaurant and earn some extra money, but he didn't have the capital to start a business.
He only had ten dollars in total, plus a 150-dollar waterproof Ingena watch.
And they were all given by the system.
Even if he sold this watch, it would only be a hundred yuan. He could not open a restaurant.
Opening a restaurant required a start-up capital.
In this era, the richest people were the capitalists who opened factories.
Good heavens, each and every one of them was so rich.
Otherwise, how could they be called the 'capitalist'?
At the mention of capitalists, Silly Zhu thought of Lou Xiao'e.
"Little Lou Lou, where are you?”
Shazhu lay on the rocking chair, drinking the strong tea in the porcelain cup in one gulp.
"So bitter."
At this moment, he needed some sweetness.
For example, having a sweet relationship with Little Lou Lou.
However, what Shazhu didn't know was that the person he was thinking about was lying on the grass in his villa, browsing a romance novel under the shade of the trees. She was sad about the tragic love between the hero and heroine.
……
Xu Damao was very happy today. He went to the countryside to play a few movies and earned a few extra bucks. He also brought a few bags of local specialties.
It was nothing new. Garlic, chili, and garlic…were all grown by people from the same hometown.
It would be a waste not to take advantage of this. He could save a few dishes.
Unlike a chef, a movie projectionist in the rolling mill was still a lucrative profession.
Whether or not he earned much depended on the person. If a person wanted to be slick, then he would earn a lot.
Xu Damao was such a person.
Not only was he slick, but he was also cunning.
The bell rang for the end of work. Xu Damao had just returned from the countryside. He was holding all kinds of local specialties in his hands and was walking home.
On the way, when he met familiar colleagues, they would often brag about him.
"Xu Damao, did someone from the same hometown give you a local specialty again?”
"That's right. Why don't you see how capable I, Xu Damao, am?”
"Don't everyone in the factory know how capable you are, Xu Damao?”The person chuckled.
At the Red Star Rolling Mill, Xu Damao's job as a projectionist was a lucrative one. It was a job that required craftsmanship, just like Shazhu's chef.
Moreover, he had free time and great returns.
He only needed to show a movie to the people in the factory every three to five days, and then he would complete the target of showing the movie in the countryside. Other than that, don't do anything else.
The salary of a projectionist was much higher than that of a worker. In addition to the extra income that Xu Damao earned from his hometown, Xu Damao could be said to be the richest person in the courtyard.
Even Yi Zhonghai, the first master of a Level 8 fitter, was not as rich as him.
The projectionist's job was indeed easier than the workshop.
Having money and little work made the workers of the rolling mill jealous.
In addition, Xu Damao was more tactful and liked to flatter others. He had a good relationship with the leaders of the factory.
This Xu Damao would be promoted and get a raise. It was only a matter of time before he became a department director!
Therefore, it was no wonder that Xu Damao was very proud and complacent in front of these ordinary employees.
Everyone was in high spirits when they had a happy occasion. Xu Damao listened to his colleagues 'praises and returned to the courtyard house with a few bags of specialty products and a little tune.
He opened the door of his house, put down the big thing, and took out the fresh and tender chives. He was about to stir-fry a meal of chives and eggs to eat with wine.
He went straight to the chicken coop, where the two old hens he had brought back from his hometown a few days ago were kept.
Xu Damao could not bear to eat these two chickens. He had been serving them well, waiting for them to lay eggs.
This chicken was also doing well, laying two eggs for Xu Damao every day.
At this moment, Xu Damao touched the chicken nest but did not find any eggs.
He looked down at the chicken coop again.
Good heavens, the two chickens were gone.
The chicken nest was empty, with only chicken feathers on the ground.
Xu Damao immediately understood that his two old hens had been f * cking stolen!
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