At three o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Zhiqiu refused the cost money given by Li Bicheng. He said with a smile: "Master, don't be polite with me. I may make money again tonight!
You may not earn as much as I do, but I bring whatever I want and you can just teach me how to cook it like you did today. You don’t need to worry about buying the ingredients.”
Li Bicheng sighed and said, "Then I won't be polite with you. The main reason is that your two senior brothers have recently started dating. I plan to buy them two houses each and let them move out and live on their own. I am indeed a little short of money."
Ye Zhiqiu said jokingly, "Hey, this is great news! But Master, you're going to have to spend a lot of money. Not only will you have to buy a house, but you'll also have to hold two banquets!"
Li Bicheng slapped Ye Zhiqiu on the back of the head and scolded him with a smile, "How dare you tease your master, you little brat! Just wait, I'll ask your master's wife to find a girl who's right for you. Let's see if you still dare to show off now that you've found a partner!"
Ye Zhiqiu shrugged. This kind of topic was really a headache, so he chose to just run away!
"I'm not going to talk to you anymore, Master. You can't afford to play games, and you even want to be a matchmaker! I'm going home first, and I'll come back to study the day after tomorrow..."
As soon as he started talking, he walked all the way outside. When he got to the front, he didn't forget to say to Ma Wenguang: "Manager Ma, I'm going home first. Come over the day after tomorrow and I'll make you two pig's trotters. This stuff is better than crucian carp soup!"
Ma Wenguang stood up, smiled and waved, saying, "Okay, Xiaoye, take care. You're welcome to come and learn from your master more often..."
Ye Zhiqiu put the ingredients for cooking the goose into the basket, squatted down to unlock his bicycle, got on it and rushed back home.
Ye Zhiqiu gained some knowledge today. Li Bicheng has already started to receive dividends, so whether the business is good or bad does not actually affect the amount of money he gets every quarter.
But if there were extra ingredients, they would naturally receive extra meat coupons and money. The fish and goose that Ye Zhiqiu brought over were sold for a lot of money and coupons. And the money was not only distributed to Ma Wenguang, but also to the four waiters.
As for the meat tickets, they belonged to Ma Wenguang. He took out half of the money and divided the remaining half among Ma Wenguang and the other four. This opened Ye Zhiqiu's eyes. Seeing how they were proficient in dividing the money according to the proportion, they must have done this kind of thing many times!
But it's normal if you think about it. Everyone has interests in it, so naturally they can get this done.
Ye Zhiqiu had learned a lot of dishes here today, which was a good feeling. Most of the time, Li Peng taught him, with Li Bicheng occasionally giving him some pointers.
According to Li Bicheng, Li Peng should have graduated long ago and taken the chef exam to find a job! But this guy puts his family first!
He was the one who wanted to leave at first, but he felt that Li Bicheng would be tired if no one helped him, so he refused to leave.
Later, his eldest brother Li Weimin also learned to cook. He wanted to help teach his eldest brother, so he still did not take the chef level exam.
Ye Zhiqiu felt fortunate to have such a master, and everyone was so harmonious!
We cooked quite a few dishes today, all because my second brother, Li Peng, saw that he was good at flipping the wok, so he assigned him to do it. He even explained in detail how long to flip the wok, what to put in it, and when to add other side dishes.
With this kind of teaching, Ye Zhiqiu felt that it would be strange if he couldn’t learn to cook!
Humming the song "Unity is Strength," Ye Zhiqiu returned home an hour later. On the bicycle pannier were two extra bags of rice, weighing at least 150 to 160 kilograms.
After shouting at the top of his lungs, Wang Xiaolan and Liu Cuihua came running out. After saying hello, they helped get the bicycle back into the yard.
Ye Zhiqiu asked with a smile, "Mom, Aunt Liu, is everything going well today?"
Liu Cuihua said happily, "Xiao Zhiqiu, everything went smoothly! Not only has my household registration been approved, but I can also buy grain in the commune at a lower price than at the grain store!"
Wang Xiaolan also explained excitedly: "Son, I didn't expect that buying grain at the commune is cheaper than buying it at the grain store with a grain certificate.
They say the grain price is calculated based on the commune's income. I don't know if this is a favor from Secretary Wang and his men, I can't believe it!
Ye Zhiqiu quickly comforted him, "No matter if it's a favor from them or not, just pay them whatever price they say per pound!
To put it bluntly, they are just managers. If the price is really wrong, the members of the commune will never agree to it!
Since they have no objections, this proves that there is absolutely no problem with the price. You can buy the food without worrying about it!"
Ye Zhiqiu was not talking nonsense. In this era, many people who moved to the city but retained their rural household registration could indeed use money to replace work points to buy food rations.
However, if food starts to become scarce next year, these people will no longer be given money to use as work points to buy food. Therefore, these people with rural household registration will have no food income and will have to rely entirely on the black market to buy high-priced food to survive!
So don’t look at those rural people who don’t have urban household registration and think they are getting a great deal by going back to the village canteen to eat! When food becomes scarce, they will become the most unlucky ones!
Urban residents have a ration, and no matter how much they reduce it, they can at least get by! But those without a ration have to eat exorbitantly priced food!
In 1961, a Beijing food coupon cost five yuan per jin (approximately 100 grams) of grain. Nationally, food coupons cost four yuan per jin (approximately 100 grams) of grain. This was because it was easier to buy food in provinces with abundant grain.
The capital city was facing a severe food shortage, with many people (fat) appearing on the streets. This was all due to malnutrition, which had caused them to become swollen.
Wang Xiaolan and Liu Cuihua said with satisfaction: "As long as we don't have to buy high-priced grain, that's all that's fine!"
Ye Zhiqiu smiled and said, "I learned how to stew a goose from my master today, but today they are the ones providing the goose and the wine, so I can't ask Aunt Liu and the others to come over.
When the Mid-Autumn Festival comes, our two families will celebrate together. I will then buy a goose and we can stew it for a feast.”
Wang Xiaolan actually mentioned this matter. After all, they were receiving guests and discussing business, so it was really inconvenient to ask them to come over.
This matter is the same for everyone, so Liu Cuihua said happily: "Okay, I've always wanted to know what dishes you've learned! But I really can't be called over for this kind of serious business, it would break the rules.
People should respect each other and abide by certain rules. You can't just do whatever you want. Your brothers and sisters aren't that greedy, so don't think it's inappropriate.
If we really came here, that would be really inappropriate!"
Wang Xiaolan smiled and said, "Once the vermicelli noodles are ready, I'll make the decision. We can keep a few pounds for our family to satisfy our cravings! We can also have two taels of pork for a meal. That will be so delicious!"
Ye Zhiqiu smiled and nodded. It was strange to say, but northerners really loved vermicelli! But southerners, on the other hand, preferred rice noodles. It was just a matter of taste!
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