Today's chefs are Li Weimin, Li Peng, Huang Dahe, and Ye Zhiqiu. Each cooks three dishes for five tables, and the kitchen is equipped with four stoves.
Chen Weiguo and Chen Weihong took leave and stayed at home to help. Ye Zhiqiu and his two wives would have to come later with their children after school, so the workload today was still quite heavy.
After dinner, it was already half past twelve, and everyone started preparing the ingredients. Today's soup was sour radish and old duck soup, a relatively expensive dish, so it had to be semi-finished early.
Sun Lai Di and Ye Zhi Qiu were plucking chicken feathers together. She asked with concern, "Xiao Ye, you said last time that you had a partner. How are things going now? When are you getting married?"
Ye Zhiqiu said with a smile: "Master's wife, I'm not old enough! Besides, my partner is a college student. It's impossible for him to approve the marriage if he doesn't have a job."
Chen Yimin, plucking duck feathers, asked, "Xiao Ye, what is your partner studying? Nowadays, some universities have a six-year program, some five, and some four. Different majors have different programs!"
Ye Zhiqiu explained: "My girlfriend's major is a five-year program, so she skipped a year when she entered university.
Now her master is preparing to push her to skip another year, so she should graduate in 1960."
"Wow, this girl is amazing! She finished five years of school in just three?"
"It must be because of her father's influence. His father is an expert in materials science, so she grasped this knowledge relatively quickly."
Speaking of which, Ye Zhiqiu was also puzzled, because he didn't understand chemistry and other things. Many times when Feng Xiaomei talked about this, he could only listen to her with a smile.
If she dared to ask a question and felt she couldn't answer it, Ye Zhiqiu would act like a rogue, run to hug her, hug her and try to change the subject.
Although she resisted every time, she didn't resist very hard and the topic was passed anyway.
How could an average person understand so much about chemistry? Ye Zhiqiu felt like he was listening to a foreign language. Materials science was truly difficult to understand!
After a busy day and preparing the dishes, everyone smoked in the kitchen and chatted about their recent situation.
Chen Yimin sighed and said, "You all need to be careful recently. The overall environment is not good, and the supply of various supplies may be limited. If you can, stock up on some of the things you need!"
Li Bicheng flicked his cigarette and asked in confusion, "Big Brother, I've also noticed that it's been hard to buy things lately! I've had to rely on my little disciple to gather all the ingredients for a wedding banquet. What's going on?"
Wang Lei also agreed, "That's right. A while ago, when I went to get cloth coupons, I found that the price had actually gone up! It used to cost only 40 cents per foot, but when I asked the price on the black market, it had actually gone up to 60 cents per foot.
The amount of cloth coupons issued each year is so small, it's not enough. I bought fabric for my wife's cotton-padded jacket, and out of nowhere I spent three yuan more than last year!
Ye Zhiqiu secretly calculated in his mind that a cotton-padded jacket required two layers of cloth, which would require at least fifteen feet of cloth. However, the cloth coupons he could receive now would only provide eighteen feet in a year!
It's shocking how much cloth you'd never know until you do the math! No wonder in 1960, the annual supply of cloth coupons per person was only four and a half feet. It turns out there was a shortage of cloth at that time!
Chen Yimin shook his head and said, "Don't ask. If you're asking, the overall environment is bad. Anyway, if you need daily necessities, go and buy some while you can and take them home."
"Then I'll listen to you, Senior Brother. I'll go get some cloth coupons tomorrow and buy some cloth."
"I'll go too, Second Brother. Let's go to the black market together then."
Ye Zhiqiu frowned, not understanding where Chen Yimin had come to this conclusion. Or had he already learned about the decline in grain production and the resulting waste?
The debt repayment started in 1960, so there is no reason now, he just knows about the shortage of supplies!
So he couldn't help but ask, "Master, where did you get the news about the shortage of supplies? From reading the newspaper, everything seems normal!"
Chen Yimin nodded and explained, "Forget it. If I don't explain it to you, you won't understand what's going on. I'll tell you!
Our factory has already sent out a list of all the supplies allocated for next year, and the quantities have all been reduced! Based on this, I know that production is definitely insufficient and supplies are in short supply.
I'm telling you this, not to scramble for these things, but to prepare what your family needs. Don't try to resort to shady practices. Once supplies become scarce, the crackdown on speculation will be even more severe!
Especially Xiaoye, don't take advantage of your position as a buyer to do anything wrong! If you're caught dealing with food or other things that aren't your responsibility as a buyer, you'll be arrested and brought to justice!"
So this is how the judgment was made. I was wondering what was going on!
Ye Zhiqiu grinned and said, "Hehe, Master, look at what you are saying. I am not that kind of person!
What's so good about speculation? I have some connections in food processing, but I don't have the ability to deal with other things.
But I don't understand one thing. If I take the grain back and hand it over to the factory, there shouldn't be any problem, right?"
Chen Yimin said seriously, "Xiao Ye, you are still too young and too naive! Whenever there is a shortage of supplies, food is the most strictly controlled item!
The factory's food allocations are all based on planned quantities, and even the daily food delivery schedule is strictly enforced. As a buyer, what right do you have to buy food?
Food is under control. Where do you buy food from? Who is reselling the food? Where does the resold food come from? Do you understand these questions? Have you figured out the answers?
Ye Zhiqiu opened his mouth. He really had no way to refute this! Because the black market in the city was actually controlled. Sometimes the food sold in the black market was put into the black market just to maintain stability!
Under such conditions, if he were to sell the food in the space and was caught and questioned, he would not be able to find a suitable source!
So Ye Zhiqiu quickly replied: "Master uncle, don't worry, I will never do anything rash. Besides, I won't go to the black market to buy things. The place where I get my ingredients is not the black market."
"Anyway, as long as you know what's important and what's not, and don't mess around, your job as a buyer, handling food ingredients, is safe.
But food is the red line. Once discovered, whoever crosses the line will be doomed!
This is no joke. No matter what dynasty it is, people who cross the red line often die!"
Chen Yimin's words were harsh, but it was also for Ye Zhiqiu's own good, so he repeatedly said that he would remember the master's words and would never touch the red line of food.
Ye Zhiqiu understood at this time that when supplies are really in short supply, food is actually the most dangerous thing and the thing that should not be traded!
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