"Comrade Yang Baiyi, are we really not going to eat anymore?"
Cui Jinfa followed behind and asked.
"Go back and eat. I'm going to go around the mountain and see if I can catch some rabbits."
"Why? I think Director Zhao's attitude is quite good. We should give him a chance."
He Yingying asked in confusion.
She felt that Yang Baiyi was usually quite gentle, and wondered why he didn't eat in the state-owned canteen this time.
"Director Zhao is right in what he says and does, but he's not the one cooking.
That fat-faced cook is obviously a tough guy. I don't want to eat food with added ingredients."
Yang Baiyi had seen a lot of news like this in his previous life, so everyone had summed up their experience.
If there is something wrong with the food or if there are any hygiene issues, do not hesitate and return it without hesitation. Never replace the food or redo it.
"No way? Could they drug us?"
Dong Yiming asked in shock.
"I think you've read too many storybooks. Adding ingredients isn't just about knockout drugs. Can you tell if the cook spits in the food, blows his nose, and picks at it?"
Yang Baiyi glanced at Dong Yiming.
"Comrade Yang Baiyi, stop talking. What you said makes me sick to my stomach."
He Yingying had a bitter face, with all her facial features squeezed together.
"I was hoping to have a good meal, but this old woman ruined it. It's such a bummer."
Cui Jinfa sighed and said.
"Okay, what's so difficult about wanting to eat fine grains? Does everyone want to eat them? If no one objects, why don't we go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some fine grains and cook them ourselves?
Steaming buns, treating patients, rolling noodles, making dumplings, nothing is too difficult for our versatile female comrades."
Zhou Fengying said quite complacently.
"Right! Why don't we go buy some white flour and make our own steamed buns? Wouldn't that be cheaper than the ones in the state-owned canteen?"
"I support buying white flour, and it would be better to buy some rice. I like to eat rice."
…
Everyone has resettlement funds in their hands, so no one feels bad about spending on food.
So everyone went to the supply and marketing cooperative again, took out their money and bought rice and flour, and got on the ox cart to start their return journey.
"Comrade Yang Baiyi, I still don't understand. Isn't it a good thing for us to order more dishes? Why does that old woman look so unhappy?
Although she has a stable job and can get paid no matter how much she sells, she should sell as much as possible!
If I sell a lot and achieve good results, I might even be recognized as an advanced worker or something by the end of the year."
Sitting on the ox cart, Cui Jinfa couldn't help but ask.
"It's a simple principle! It's so hot right now, and any unsold vegetables must be disposed of on the same day, otherwise they will spoil easily.
Comrade Cui Jinfa, do you think leftover food will be thrown away every day?
Yang Baiyi looked at Cui Jinfa. After all, he was a newly graduated student. He went straight to the countryside to work in the fields without any experience in society. His thoughts were really simple!
"Of course not, how could they bear to throw it away? Of course we have to find a way to deal with it.
So, the people in the state-owned cafeteria will just divide it up, right?"
Cui Jinfa suddenly woke up and raised his voice an octave.
"What do you think? Although no one in my family works in the state-owned canteen, my aunt works at the supply and marketing cooperative, and she knows a lot of tricks there.
Take fabric for example. The fabrics in the supply and marketing cooperatives are distributed randomly, and sometimes there are bound to be defective fabrics.
For example, if there is a problem with the printing, or the fabric is dirty due to poor transportation and storage, it will definitely not be sold, and the supply and marketing cooperative will absorb it internally.
My aunt also told me that some of her colleagues, when they are short of something at home and can't bear to buy it, will deliberately make some minor defects on good products.
As long as you have good interpersonal relationships and don't overdo things, your colleagues won't say anything, and your boss will turn a blind eye."
Zhou Fengying said in a low voice.
"Yes, that's the truth, it's the same in state-owned canteens.
As long as they can’t sell out at night, they will share the meat dishes that they usually don’t want to eat with them at a very low price.”
Yang Baiyi said.
"This is too much. Huzi, turn around. I'm going to report them to the commune."
Fan Jian was getting excited again.
"Forget it, it's just the unspoken rules of the industry. Do you really think the boss doesn't know?
Before you have absolute strength, don't always think about changing this society, otherwise you will end up with a bloody nose.
Don't be impulsive. Passion alone won't change anything."
Yang Baiyi did not let this young man do anything wrong and asked Hu Zi to continue driving back.
It’s not that Yang Baiyi is indifferent, nor is it that he is numb and has no sense of social responsibility.
But Yang Baiyi knew that this was a product of the times. With the development of the times, they would automatically withdraw from the stage of history without having to do anything.
After the east wind of reform blows across China, various private enterprises will emerge like mushrooms after a rain, and a large number of state-owned enterprises will collapse.
State-owned enterprises that are complacent and unwilling to adapt will be eliminated by history in large numbers.
The ox cart swayed back to Chenjiatun, and it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.
Hu Zi and Tie Zhu sent everyone to the educated youth compound, politely declined the educated youth's offer of food, and drove the ox cart to the cowshed.
"Why are you back at this time? If I had known you were coming back for dinner, I would have made dinner for you."
Li Xue, who was washing dishes in the yard, stood up and asked.
"Don't mention sister-in-law. We were planning to eat at the state-owned canteen, but we ran into an old woman and had a fight with her so we just came back."
Li Yuan and Zhou Fengying came to Li Xue and told her what happened in the state-owned canteen.
"You guys prepare the meal, I'm going to go for a walk up the mountain and try my luck."
It was a difficult day for everyone to rest. After buying some fine grains, Yang Baiyi prepared to add a meat dish for everyone.
"Comrade Yang Baiyi, do you need any help? Do you want me to go with you?"
Dong Yiming volunteered and was eager to try.
"No need for that. You have no experience and will only make things worse. I can go by myself."
Yang Baiyi's methods must not be known to anyone.
Yang Baiyi wandered around the mountain. With the wood-related ability, Wohu Mountain was like Yang Baiyi's breeding farm. He could hunt whatever he wanted to eat.
In order to avoid trouble, Yang Baiyi did not attack large prey, but caught two wild boars.
I bought some white flour today, and Yang Baiyi is a little craving for dumplings. The meat of wild rabbits is too lean and not suitable for making dumplings, but the meat of badger is fat and lean, which is just right for making dumplings.
Yang Baiyi put the two wild boars in a backpack and covered them with a layer of hay to hide them from others.
"Comrades, let's just make a quick bite this morning. Since we're not going to work in the afternoon anyway, why don't we just make dumplings?"
Yang Baiyi took out two wild hogs from his backpack and discussed with everyone:
"Great! We have flour and meat now, it would be a shame not to make dumplings."
"Making dumplings is great! Everyone can join in, chatting and laughing while getting the job done."
"I agree..."
I agree.”
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