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56 Money is hard to earn, shit tastes bad

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Money Is Hard to Earn, but Shit Is Unpalatable

The next day at work.

Donald heard Yu Haitang's voice coming from the broadcast.

"In view of the fact that the original canteen chef, He Yuzhu, was extremely irresponsible in his work, we are now making a new personnel reorganization.

He transferred He Yuzhu to the logistics department to be responsible for the hygiene of the public toilets in the factory.”

At this moment, Xu Damao was smacking the table and laughing in the publicity department.

"Silly Zhu, you also have today. Karma comes quickly indeed. You deserve it for shaking my vegetables yesterday!”

It was normal for the two of them to like each other when one of them was in trouble.

"I'm going to visit my good brother, Comrade He Yuzhu.”

Xu Damao placed his hands behind his back and walked toward the public toilet while shaking his head. He looked so smug and deserved a beating.

"Yo, isn't this our chef, He Yuzhu? He's busy. This place is quite delicious.

I always thought that you were a good person. I didn't expect that I was wrong. You're not just a good person, you're a very good person.

You're serving the people and solving the workers 'worries.

Not to mention, heh, it was quite clean.

You're really a professional toilet cleaner."

"Big idiot, don't be so cocky. Be careful that this broom doesn't recognize you and scratches your face.”

Silly Zhu was also a loser, not a loser. Moreover, how could he admit defeat in front of Xu Damao?

Did he still want the noodles?

"I'm just showing off. What's wrong? I'm sitting in the office now, and you're cleaning the toilets.

My wife is pregnant, but you don't even have a partner.

Ever since I was young, this year is the most promising year for me.

Take your time sweeping. I'll go support your work.”

Xu Damao took out a newspaper and shook it before walking into the toilet.

Silly Zhu's face was darker than coal.

In fact, he wanted to resign.

He couldn't afford to lose face.

However, if he resigned, it would be difficult for him to find a job in the factory.

This was because there were already stains on his file, and his work attitude was not serious.

Moreover, his ability to eat, that is, his culinary skills, had completely disappeared.

If he applied to be a chef in a state-owned canteen and was asked to cook, he would make a dish that was very unpalatable. Who would want him?

The old ancestor had a good saying. Money was hard to earn, but shit tasted bad.

Wasn't it just looking for the toilet? Didn't she just become an intern?

As long as the factory doesn't close down, I'll work for 18 yuan until the end of time.

I'm not resigning.

What can you do to me?

"Guguagua!"

Xu Damao's intestines weren't in good condition for the past two days.

The noise of going to the toilet was very loud.

"This bastard! Watch how I deal with you."

Silly Zhu felt that he had no face now.

Therefore, he had to regain his lost face.

The best way was for someone else to suffer more than him.

People's joys and sorrows were not interlinked.

Silly Zhu was diligently cleaning the toilet.

Nanyi was already sitting in the front passenger seat of the truck, heading straight for the Third Rolling Mill.

For this opportunity, he went into battle lightly and did not even pack up.

They could travel from the suburbs to the city.

From the branch factory to the main factory.

From an ordinary chef to a canteen chef.

He had already achieved the third step in his life.

From now on, birds could fly in the sky and fish could jump in the sea.

In the evening, before the factory closed, Nan Yi finally arrived at the canteen.

"You must be Master Nan." The canteen director asked.

"That's right, I am Nan Yi."

"It's all thanks to Director Tang that you can come to our general factory's canteen as a chef this time.

Yesterday, Director Tang put in a good word for you in front of the two factory directors. He said that your culinary skills are superb and that you can easily take on the position of the chef in our canteen.

I don't care what he said. I just want to see your level now.

Of course, it's not just me. The two factory directors also want to try your craftsmanship.

There are some ingredients here that you can decide on yourself.

I hope you won't embarrass Department Director Tang.”

The canteen director was actually not happy.

He thought that having a canteen director was enough.

Why did he set up a chef?

Although the chef didn't look like a leader on the surface, he didn't have a high position.

However, the chef had the final say in the kitchen.

Even the canteen director couldn't control it.

In the canteen director's heart, it was best if there was no chef.

Nan Yi looked at the kitchen of the main factory, which was obviously much bigger than the original kitchen of the machine repair factory, and was very excited.

Which chef would refuse a bigger kitchen with more ingredients and ingredients?

He wasn't the God of Cookery. A bowl of miscellaneous rice could also be a god.

Nan Yi looked at the ingredients in front of him and thought that he could make a few good dishes.

Hence, he rolled up his sleeves and started working.

The people in the kitchen came to watch.

They knew that He Yuzhu had gone to clean the toilets.

He even said that a chef would come today.

In that case, the stranger in front of him should be the chef who replaced He Yuzhu.

Everyone wanted to know how good he was.

However, looking at the spatula flying up and down, and the flame in the pot being pulled up to three feet high, this level should be pretty good.

Very quickly, in just a short while, Nan Yi made three stir-fried dishes.

It's all Shandong cuisine.

Among the martial arts, there was a move called Myriad Swords Return to the Origin, which was very powerful.

And Shandong cuisine was the origin of all cuisines.

All the other cuisines more or less had the shadow of Shandong cuisine.

Three dishes were brought into the private room.

Similarly, Nan Yi, the chef, also came to the small private room.

"Lil Tang, are you talking about him?”

Manager Yang asked.

"That's right.

The last time I went to their repair factory, I happened to encounter a big fat pig given by Nantai Commune. It weighed 256 pounds and 8 taels.

He was the one who cleaned up that pig. I was lucky enough to taste it, and it tasted very good.”

"Director Tang, you flatter me. If you hadn't killed that big fat pig, I wouldn't have been able to deal with it.”

in a flowery palanquin, each person carries the other.

Since Donald praised him, Nan Yi was not someone who did not know what was good for him. He had to give some feedback.

"Oh, Lil Tang, you're really all-rounded. You even know how to kill pigs. Tell me, what else can't you do?”

Factory Manager Yang did not expect to hear such news today.

"I don't know how to give birth. Alright, let's stop chatting. If we continue talking about this, the smell of cooking pot will disappear.

A third of the taste of a dish came from the pot's gas.”

Donald gestured for everyone to pick up their chopsticks.

"Department Director Tang really knows how to cook. That's right, especially when it comes to stir-frying. If the steam in the pot dissipates, the taste will be at least half as bad.”

Nan Yi was getting more and more impressed by Donald.

Previously, not only could he kill pigs in the maintenance factory, but he also trained a few senior technicians to be obedient. No one dared to refute him.

Now, it seemed that Department Director Tang had a very high level of culinary skills. At least, he had a deep understanding of food.

Don't think that eating is a simple matter.

It was not that simple.

Many people couldn't even taste the freshness.

Not to mention, he had a good understanding of pot qi.

"The taste is indeed not bad. This level is even better than He Yuzhu's. He is completely qualified to be our canteen's chef. Old Li, what do you think?"

"Yes, I have no problem with that. When I went to the fishing island to entertain guests last month, my cooking level was about the same as the chefs there.”

Deputy Factory Manager Li put down his chopsticks, still a little reluctant.

"Factory Manager, Deputy Factory Manager, I told you I wasn't bragging. Nan Yi is indeed a master in cooking.”

"You're quite discerning and have made a meritorious recommendation.”

"No, no, it's just a coincidence. Since he has already become the chef of our canteen, what about the salary?

His culinary skills were a notch higher than He Yuzhu's.”

Donald actually thought highly of Nan Yi.

It was mainly because of his temper.

"Well, He Yuzhu used to be a Level 7 cook. With the addition of the chef's allowance of two yuan, it's 37.50 yuan a month.

Nan Yi's cooking skills were slightly better than He Yuzhu's, so he would be a Level 6 cook.

The chef's allowance was also two yuan, so there was no way to increase it.

That would be 45.80 yuan in total.”

Nanyi was dumbfounded.

He didn't expect Donald's few words to make his salary go from 25.50 dollars to 45.80 dollars.

It was an extra 20.30 yuan.

This year, he had earned more than 240 yuan.

It was equivalent to one more person's salary.

It was more than enough to buy a bicycle.

"Silly boy, hurry up and thank the director and deputy director!”

Donald gave Nanyi a gentle kick, finally kicking him out of his dazed state.

"Thank you, director, thank you, deputy director, thank you, Director Tang.”

Nan Yi could no longer control the muscles on his face.

It was commonly known as cramping from laughing.

"You don't have to thank us. You should thank yourself. If you didn't have such good cooking skills, you wouldn't be of any use even if we gave you a chance.

In the future, he would have to study his culinary skills well and strive to reach a higher level.

When the time comes, I'll still give you a promotion and a raise.”

Deputy Factory Manager Li patted Nan Yi's shoulder.

The kitchen was under the charge of Deputy Factory Manager Li.

Now, Nan Yi was his subordinate.

"By the way, director, deputy director, Nanyi originally lived in the suburbs. After he was transferred to the main factory, he didn't have a place to live.”

Donald stood up and was about to leave when he suddenly stopped and spoke.

"We've already arranged this matter. How could we have made it in time if we waited for you to say it?”

"Yes, we've already spoken to the street office. They've also checked. It's your courtyard house. There's an empty house in the middle court. It's about 30 square meters. It's enough for him to live alone or get married.”

Deputy Factory Manager Li was indeed a person with a questionable character, but he was very efficient.

He had already made arrangements before the other party arrived.

As expected, he was well versed in the art of war.

This person could not be underestimated.

"Thank you, Factory Manager and Deputy Factory Manager Li. I didn't expect you to have already arranged it. I thought I wouldn't have a place to stay tonight.”

Nan Yi was even happier.

This was City 49.

In the future, he would be the one with a house in City 49.

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could someone sleep in the kitchen? As employees of our factory, of course, we will not treat you unfairly. Please rest assured.”

Deputy Director Li raised his left hand and looked at his watch.

"It's almost time to get off work anyway. Why don't you and Lil Tang go and get your room ready first?

This was the certificate, and this was the key.

You'll have to buy your own bedding. We don't prepare this.”

Deputy Factory Manager Li made a rare joke.

"I should be the one preparing it. The two factory directors have already thought so thoroughly. I'm sorry to trouble you again.”

"Alright, hurry up and go. Otherwise, the supply and marketing cooperative will be off work and you won't have any bedding tonight.

Lil Tang, I'll leave this matter to you. It just so happens that you live in that courtyard house too, and you're quite familiar with each other.”

Factory Manager Yang suddenly interrupted Nan Yi.

"Don't worry, directors. Leave this matter to me.”

Donald and Nanyi left the private room.

"Department Director Tang, it's all thanks to you. I can now earn an extra 20 yuan a month. I didn't even dare to think about it in the past.”

Nan Yi's eyes were red and he was a little excited.

"Alright, you can call me Little Tang when you're a few years older than me. Don't call me Department Director Tang. I don't like to hear Department Director Tang.

Also, your luck is really good.

The empty room in our courtyard has been watched by several families in the entire courtyard for a long time. It is precisely because of this that no one can get it.

Now, it's your turn.

The room faced south, and the house was not damaged. The area was also large. If you separated it with another partition, you could still separate it into two rooms. Even if you got married and had children, it would still be able to accommodate them.”

Donald said with a smile.

He thought of the few uncles in the yard and the widow's family who were staring at the empty house.

For the sake of this empty house, they would hold at least two meetings every year. In the end, everyone would fight over it and nothing would happen.

Now that Nan Yi took advantage of the loophole, it was quite interesting to think about those people's expressions.

"In that case, I've indeed profited.”

"That's right. Let's go. I'll take you to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy blankets first. Although the weather is hot now, it's not presentable without blankets at home.”

Donald first brought Nanyi to the nearest supply and marketing agency and bought two quilts, a blanket, a quilt cover, a pillow, and a straw mat.

Then, he returned to the courtyard house.

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