Preparing a new workshop is not something that can be done overnight.
Wang Shouren pondered that it would take at least a month to finish, which was only his efficiency; if it were someone else, it would probably take a year and a half.
Today, the workshop model is almost fully assembled.
He was discussing it with the new workshop director.
This is the workshop director sent by Factory Director Sun; it doesn't matter to him which faction he belongs to.
The new workshop foreman, surnamed Huang, was a middle-aged man, burly and robust, but actually quite shrewd and not talkative. Wang Shouren said he listened attentively, asking questions whenever he didn't understand something. Moreover, this Foreman Huang seemed to be a veteran workshop foreman, as he was quite knowledgeable about certain things. The entire exchange went very smoothly. They were chatting...
As soon as he arrived, Officer Sun rushed in.
"Hey, hey, hey, let's take a break from work. We have some good news!" Officer Sun's face was full of excitement.
I don't know what good thing it is.
Director Huang, however, suddenly realized something, slapped his forehead, and asked, "Has the food from the cafeteria arrived?"
"Yes, hurry up, hurry up, I've benefited from your help."
"Wh...what's going on? What's this?" Xu Jiaguo looked bewildered, glancing at the sky. He wondered if it was even lunchtime yet.
Wang Shouren had guessed some of it, but he didn't expect that they would also be included.
"Hurry up, good news! The factory manager brought back three wild goats and a wild boar from the commune in the next city. Don't you want them?"
"Huh?" Xu Jiaguo was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding: "You...you just gave it to us?"
Wang Shouren slapped him on the head: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't know. Let's go."
He didn't really care whether he ate or not.
But these days, it's really not easy to get meat to eat. He didn't care, there were two women at home, so he had to bring this good stuff with him.
Soon, the four of them arrived at the small warehouse behind the canteen. There were already about ten people gathered inside, all of whom were factory leaders.
When Director Sun saw Wang Shouren and his team, he immediately greeted them warmly and introduced them to some unfamiliar leaders: "These are the technical advisors sent down from above, Instructor Wang and Instructor Xu. They are my old friends, and Old Li specially brought them over. They are the talents we talked about the other day, the ones we finally managed to bring."
Actually, this is considered one of the extra benefits offered by the factory.
These days, nothing's that complicated. The most important thing is actually eating and drinking.
When it comes to things acquired unplanned, the first thing Factory Director Sun thinks of is the factory itself. Of course, without the factory, he wouldn't have been able to buy these things openly. Once these things are transported back, how to distribute them becomes a matter of strategy. The lion's share will definitely go to the factory canteen; no matter the quantity, it's all for the workers to have some meat.
Even if the remaining small portion is divided among these leaders, they can still get quite a bit.
There were also meat distribution ceremonies like this at the steel rolling mill, but Wang Shouren wasn't qualified to attend. Shen Yuanliang had mentioned that basically every cadre received four or five jin of meat during the distribution.
However, this meat isn't free; you have to pay for it, not with meat coupons.
After Director Sun said that, everyone's gaze towards Wang Shouren and his group returned to normal. After all, nobody wanted some random guy showing up to share the spoils. These two, who came from above, had powerful backers and were entitled to a share. Instantly, the atmosphere returned to normal, with everyone politely introducing themselves.
Factory Director Sun clapped his hands: "These three wild goats aren't very big, so let's not divide them up. Let's just consider them as the factory's purchase. But this wild boar isn't big, only a little over 200 jin (100 kg), so let's divide it among ourselves."
Xu Jiaguo, who was standing next to him, was dumbfounded. Only now did he realize what had happened.
Factory Director Sun asked his nephew to count how much pork everyone wanted.
There were about ten people present, and about 200 jin (100 kg) of pork. Everyone was fairly tacitly agreeing not to give out excessively high figures. If someone did, they would probably mention it beforehand, such as a family wedding or daughter's marriage. Everyone would then be more considerate. Fortunately, this time it didn't seem to be the case. Without much fuss, Factory Director Sun took the quantity handed over by Cadre Sun, glanced at it, and then instructed the canteen manager to distribute the meat.
Xu Jiaguo didn't dare to fill it in, so Wang Shouren made the decision for him.
He was similar to Wang Shouren, only asking for 8 jin of meat, but Director Sun decided to add another 5 jin of offal for them.
It weighed thirteen jin in total, and the price wasn't expensive, only 6 mao per jin. The offal was the same price. When Xu Jiaguo received the meat, he couldn't stop smiling and looked at Wang Shouren. Wang Shouren naturally knew what he meant, and shrugged, a little anxious.
Finally, it was Officer Sun who whispered, "The money can be settled tomorrow." This calmed Xu Jiaguo down a bit.
Wang Shouren looked at him with a half-smile, and Xu Jiaguo lowered his head in shame.
To be honest, this guy still needs more practice. Who would bring so much money to work?
At night, Wang Shouren hummed a little tune and rode his beloved motorcycle... I mean, bicycle, back to the courtyard.
When we got into the courtyard, the third uncle was already planning to close the gate.
"Wow, good heavens, you've struck it rich today?" The third uncle sniffed the air and immediately smelled the aroma of meat.
These days, some people have incredibly sensitive noses.
“Luckily, it’s hair on the top.” Wang Shouren pointed to the sky.
The old man immediately put on a smile: "Make it a little more even?"
“This number,” Wang Shouren said, holding up two fingers.
"Wow, you've really gone all out!" The third uncle's face twitched.
Wang Shouren rolled his eyes: "If you don't want me, I'm leaving."
He meant two yuan per jin (a Chinese unit of weight, approximately 0.5 kg). No one might believe it, but a few years ago, during the difficult times, pork in the pigeon market cost 18 yuan per jin. Yes, you read that right—one jin of pork cost a month's wages for an apprentice. Only now has the situation improved somewhat and returned to normal. The normal price is around 85 to 95 cents per jin.
Wang Shouren asked for two yuan, without a ticket, which was already very reasonable.
"Hey, hey, wait, I'll come to your house to get it in a bit." The third uncle immediately stopped Wang Shouren, who was about to leave.
The black market price is about the same, or even a bit more expensive, around 3 yuan, occasionally 2.5 yuan, but he can't go there every day, so buying from Wang Shouren is more suitable.
Of course, they all tacitly agreed not to talk about buying and selling, but rather to exchange.
This is also because Uncle San has been living a good life recently. Yan Jiecheng has also become a formal employee and pays a lot of money every week. If it were before, he really wouldn't have been willing to buy such a pound.
He went home happily to get the money, and Wang Shouren also went home happily.
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