"Comrade Yang Baiyi, there is only one kitchen, let's cook together.

Let's each take out five yuan, exchange it for some oil and non-staple food coupons, and buy oil, salt, sauce and vinegar together."

Lin Wanru suggested.

"Sure, working together can save time. If we each do our own work, how will the people behind us get to work?"

Being assigned to a production team was fate, and Yang Baiyi had no intention of giving them special treatment.

Everyone had no objection and opened their pockets, took out money and handed it to Yang Baiyi.

"Comrade Fan Jian, do you want to join us?"

Facing Fan Jian, Yang Baiyi did not act too close, but he did not show any particular disgust either.

"Can I?"

Fan Jian couldn't believe his ears.

"Bai Yi, do you really want him to partner with you?"

Cui Jinfa asked in surprise.

He couldn't understand why Yang Baiyi repaid evil with kindness. Shouldn't such a person stay away from him?

"When I agreed to let him join our team, I didn't intend to isolate him or target him.

Our conflict wasn't a big deal and didn't cause me any harm.

If I hadn't gotten over that incident, I wouldn't have agreed to let him join our team back in Qingshan Town."

Yang Baiyi explained to everyone.

Since Yang Baiyi said so, even though everyone was reluctant, they didn't say much, but instead turned their attention to Fan Jian.

Maybe Fan Jian didn't react for a moment, or maybe he didn't know how to choose, so Fan Jian didn't say anything for a while.

"It's almost dark, why don't you say something about whether you want to join us or not?

If you want to share the meal, then pay up quickly. If you don't want to share the meal, please tell us. We'll eat our own food from now on. Don't say we're ostracizing you."

Cui Jinfa was an impatient person and had neither the time nor the mood to waste time with such an annoying person.

"Thanks!"

Fan Jian took out some money from his pocket and handed it to Yang Baiyi.

Regardless of whether Yang Baiyi was sincere or insincere, at least he solved his current urgent problem.

Although he still believes that it was Yang Baiyi who caused him to fall into such a situation, Fan Jian thinks he should say thank you.

Just now, Fan Jian really didn't know what to do? How should he live in the future, because he didn't know how to cook at all.

If they don't agree to share a meal with me, then eating by myself will become a problem in the future.

"Comrade Yang Baiyi, you are like a treasure. I am discovering more and more qualities in you."

There was a change in Lin Wanru's eyes when she looked at Yang Baiyi.

"Mayor Xu is absolutely right. Comrade Yang Baiyi has a big picture."

"There aren't many people I, Zhang Chunling, admire, but Comrade Yang Baiyi is definitely one of them."

"What else can I say? I can only say admiration."

…

Yang Baiyi's unintentional action made the team that had just gathered together more cohesive.

"Big brother, this is the sales point."

Goudan, who was leading the way, pointed to a house on the side of the road. There was a paper shell hanging on the wall at the door with the words "agent point" written on it.

Yang Baiyi, Lin Wanru and He Yingying entered the sales outlet, while everyone else waited outside the door because the area in front of the sales outlet counter was only two square meters.

"Sister, we need to buy some oil, salt, sauce and vinegar."

Yang Baiyi spoke to the salesperson.

"You guys look unfamiliar. Are you newly arrived educated youth? Let me fill your oil bottles for you."

The salesperson put down the half-knitted sweater in her hand and spoke with a smile.

"Sister, we are newly arrived educated youth. We just arrived today and don't have any oil bottles."

"I have an enamel basin with a lid, one dollar each, which is perfect for storing oil.

Salt and MSG, I have free toilet paper here.

As for soy sauce and vinegar, I have some empty bottles handed over by the members, all of which have been washed.

One cent each. Let me be clear, I'm not making any money from you. My recycling price is one cent each."

The salesperson looked at the educated youth in front of him who were about the same age as his own children and thought about how he could help them.

"Thank you so much, big sister."

…

"Today I bought oil, salt, sauce and vinegar for a total of seven yuan and sixty-five cents.

Wanru, remember this when you go back: for the sake of fairness, money and accounts must be managed separately."

Yang Baiyi held the oil pan in both hands and turned to Lin Wanru and said.

"Comrade Yang Baiyi, there's absolutely no need to go to such lengths. We trust you."

"Yeah, I trust you more than myself now."

…

Several people spoke up one after another. Although they had not known each other for long, Yang Baiyi's words and actions were convincing and he gained everyone's trust.

"It's not a big deal. It's better to be transparent with the accounts. After all, we'll be together for a long time."

Yang Baiyi still insisted.

On the way back, Yang Xiaoxiao still ran ahead with a group of other children, temporarily forgetting her beloved brother.

Children’s friendships develop so quickly. It may start with a piece of candy, or it may just start with a sentence, “Can we play together?”

When a group of people returned to the educated youth compound, they found that the old educated youth had already returned from work.

After a day of work, the old educated youth looked a little disheveled, their whole bodies looked like they had been washed with water, their clothes were completely wet and stuck tightly to their bodies.

"Hello everyone, are you the new educated youth? I received a notice from the team leader a few days ago and knew that you would be coming today.

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