Chapter 32 She just wants to eat and drink well

When everyone saw the meat, their eyes turned greener than wolves!

Even though they are city dwellers, they still lack meat.

Now every city dweller here is entitled to half a pound of meat per month. A family of six can get three pounds of meat tickets per month.

I can make some dumplings and stew them for the whole family to eat.

When you want to cook, just add some evenly, except in winter when you can't keep it.

Rural people no longer receive meat coupons every month. If a family raises pigs and sells them to the government, if they sell 100 kilograms of live pigs, the government will give them meat coupons in addition to money.

In some places, 100 kilograms of meat coupons are given for every 100 kilograms of live pigs, while in some places, only half of that, 50 kilograms.

At that time, rural people can use these meat tickets to buy meat in the city.

Or you can raise two pigs, sell one to the government as a task pig, and kill the other one at home for meat.

No pig farming? Then just be greedy and don’t eat it.

The people at the Hongqi Commune Food Factory hadn't received their wages for half a year, and their family savings were almost gone. Even if they had tickets, they had no money to buy meat.

"The red sausage and good meat are cut and shared among everyone. The bones and large intestines are left in the factory. I will make them into stewed dishes for everyone. We will have the base ingredients for making noodles and stewed buns later." Cheng Hui said.

Many people have never heard of what luzhu is.

But it doesn't stop them from nodding their heads desperately!

The meat was bought by Director Cheng, and the money from buying the meat was earned by Director Cheng! It’s good enough that they are given food to eat, how dare you make comments?

Tao Juan is very good at handling things. She said with a glance, "Director Cheng has made the greatest contribution. I suggest that Director Cheng get more of the meat and sausage!"

“Yes, yes, yes!”

"I agree!"

"I agree!"

Everyone said sincerely.

Cheng Hui did not refuse and said with a smile: "Then I won't be polite to you all, I will take an extra copy."

Is she making a contribution to the people by working so hard?

She just wants to eat and drink well!

And these people must be accustomed to her enjoying privileges from the beginning!

Everyone had no objection. Nowadays, people are not divided into high and low, but into classes.

First-level leaders earn several hundred yuan a month and have many benefits.

A level 30 clerk earns 23 yuan a month, nothing.

We are all human beings, but our contributions and benefits are different. Everyone has long been accustomed to and accepted this.

Someone suggested that one more portion was not enough, so she should take a few more.

Cheng Hui shook her head and refused: "There will be plenty of good things in the future, so it doesn't matter if you wait for a while. Follow me, and everyone will have meat to eat in the future!"

"Good!" There was immediate applause in the room.

Guo Dajun didn't know when he was pushed out of the crowd again. He clapped excitedly with others, but halfway through he realized something seemed wrong.

He manages people?

Cheng Hui asked him, "Have you bought the kraft paper for today?"

Guo Dajun immediately said, "I bought it! I went there myself and visited three supply and marketing cooperatives before I bought 30 sheets of good kraft paper."

"Then do the same as yesterday, only cut 10 big ones and cut the rest into small ones." Cheng Hui said, "You arrange for someone to cut them, I'll go make the stew, and everyone can leave after dinner."

"good!"

"Director Cheng, do you want me to help you? I'm strong enough to chop bones!"

"Director Cheng, the large intestine is too smelly. You can't do it. Let me wash it! The large intestine I wash is the cleanest!"

"Director Cheng, this pig's trotter has hair and needs to be roasted. Let me do it!"

"Director Cheng, the stew pot is too small. I'll take out the big iron pot in the warehouse and clean it! The one with twelve seals, it's big!"

"Then I'll go build the stove. The one in the corner hasn't been used for half a year, so it needs to be fixed!"

......

A dozen people disappeared in a flash.

Only Old Xie was left in front of him.

Guo Dajun was somewhat relieved that Old Xie didn't call him "Director Cheng"...

Old Xie glanced at him and said, "I'm going to look after the door."

Guo Dajun:! ! !

Then who cuts the kraft paper? Me? Where are the people I manage? Myself?

He stared for a while until his eyeballs hurt, then he blinked and went to cut the brown paper with a grunt.

What a big deal!

By the time he had cut out about 500 small bags and even folded them into a rough shape, it was dark outside and a strong smell of meat wafted through the yard.

Who hasn’t eaten meat? I've tasted it a lot, but I've never smelled it so good!

Next to the rich meaty smell there was a stinky meaty smell, but it was more enticing.

Cheng Hui braised the large intestine first and stewed it until it was well-seasoned, then poured it into the equally flavorful bone soup to make a stew.

She also bought seasonings at the supply and marketing cooperative during the day, including peppercorns, aniseed, cinnamon, etc., which are all available in department stores. There was even thirteen spices, but she didn't want them.

She made twenty-six even more fragrant!

It’s a pity that I can’t get all the ingredients together now, otherwise the stew would taste even better.

But people don’t think so, they think now is the peak!

Next to the smell of meat there was also a scent of wheat. Guo Dajun looked and saw a small stove next to the big stove, with a stewing pot and two layers of steamers on it.

Aunt Qiao and Tao Juan were lifting the lid of the pot, and a stronger aroma of wheat wafted out. They steamed two trays of steamed buns.

Guo Dajun's eyes widened instantly, and after a few seconds, he turned around and rushed towards the workshop.

The only bag of raw flour was empty, and the bags were folded neatly.

You can tell at first glance that it was folded by Chen Laoshi. This bag of flour cheated him, so he was like a madman and was desperately collecting bags of flour. This time he won't give any to anyone who wants it!

Guo Dajun ran out again, ran to the steamed buns, and shouted loudly: "Did you eat all the flour?"

Everyone was startled by his vicious tone and the scene fell silent.

Cheng Hui's voice rang out slowly: "The cakes to be sold tomorrow are all ready. The remaining ones are not enough to open another batch. We'll make them as a welfare dinner for the employees. What's wrong with that?"

What's wrong?

Guo Dajun glared: "But, after tomorrow there is still the day after tomorrow..."

"What are you going to do the day after tomorrow? Are you going to sell fifty cakes the day after tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow?" Cheng Hui asked.

Guo Dajun was speechless.

"What we have to do tomorrow is to tell the county food factory that Weifeng Cake is a success and that we can produce more profitably than any other food factory. We can continue to operate the business and ask them to share new raw materials with us," said Cheng Hui.

Everyone suddenly woke up: "Yes, yes, yes!"

"That's right!"

"There are only two kilograms of flour left. What's the point of keeping it if you don't eat it? Which food factory can survive on two kilograms of flour?"

"We still have to ask the county food factory to share our raw materials!"

Suddenly, someone asked, "Will the county food factory share our raw materials?"

The air was suddenly silent.

Cheng Hui's faint voice rang out in the darkness: "Why don't they tell the difference?"

Yes, why not make a distinction?

They can operate normally and even better, so why shouldn’t we give them the raw materials?

There is no reason, no logic.

Cheng Hui suddenly said, "Okay, you can eat now."

Everyone instantly forgot their hidden worries and ate excitedly.

"Wow! This is so delicious!" Everyone praised it.

Guo Dajun became even more worried, but seeing that if he didn't squeeze in there would be no share for him, he quickly found his lunch box and rushed in!

Indeed, two kilograms of flour is not enough for anything, so eat it!

Tomorrow he will go to the county food factory to have a good talk!