Su Qingluan's principle about eating is: as long as you work at "Su Ji", you will have enough to eat, but you can't waste it. If you waste it once, you will be fined 20 cents. If you accumulate it three times, it will become one hundred cents. If you waste it more than five times, all your wages will be halved, and all qualifications for various bonuses will be cancelled.
Because there is such a strict punishment system, everyone eats as much as they can, and nothing is wasted.
... To be precise, I don’t dare to waste it, otherwise no matter how much money I earn, I will have to pay it back.
In fact, it is not that no one had a sense of luck before, thinking that it would be nothing to waste one or two mouthfuls.
But in Su Qingluan's case, in principle, she will not back down at all. If she says she will be punished for wasting a little bit, that is the real punishment.
And for the vast majority of villagers who are still struggling to make ends meet, wasting food is indeed incomprehensible and unforgivable—even if it’s from someone else’s house, it’s heartbreaking to see it!
With such a person who has personally touched high-voltage wires trying the method, the rest will naturally no longer have trouble with their own money. What's more, for most people, "eat as much as you have" is quite easy to do.
After a period of adaptation, everyone was able to eat until they were seven to eight cents full, and then serve half a bowl or half a bowl of rice and dishes - the main theme was to never waste food or copper coins!
After everyone had eaten and drank enough, because they drank a lot of hot soup and the temperature at noon was indeed higher than when they woke up in the morning, it was not so cold anymore.
But when the wind blows, it's still a little chilly.
Su Qingluan clapped her hands: "It's almost lunch break for everyone. Finish today's work quickly and go home and make something hot to eat!"
So everyone turned around in small groups and went back to the two-story shop of "Su Ji", and then - as expected, after more than half an hour of "lunch break", many people couldn't quite remember who they were just around, and as for what was at hand I even forgot about the process during lunch.
At this time, Su Qingluan's previous "sketch" came in handy. The original positions of some people were almost exactly the same. Su Qingluan restored their previous positions based on his "sketch", and the work at hand By the time he stopped, he was already a skilled worker. After a few moments of familiarity, the entire "production line" could return to its original state.
No one else saw Su Qingluan's sketch, but Liu Yunniang who was standing aside saw it and couldn't help but marveled: "Qingluan, what kind of painting method are you doing? You can draw everyone's outlines with just a few strokes! And you There was no pause or revision, it was really like writing with great energy!"
Su Qingluan was praised by Liu Yunniang, and she felt like she wanted to crawl into the cracks in the ground. She hesitated and said several times, "I don't dare to take it" and "It's too much."
In fact, although the sketching lines may look rather sloppy, if you want to truly pursue the level of drawing, it will test your skills.
Moreover, many people who sketch do not use erasable pencils, but pens and oil-based pens, so this means that such sketches cannot make too big mistakes that cannot be repaired. This also requires the painter to know the specific layout of the entire painting before starting to paint, and to paint without regrets.
Su Qingluan had suffered a lot from sketching in her previous life, but she could use it directly in this life, which made her sigh. So when she was praised for "writing like a spirit", she was really ashamed - this level of superficiality is not worth mentioning in the eyes of a truly knowledgeable master. She just relied on the fact that no one else understood "sketching" "It's just a technique.
After finally getting over the embarrassing toe-buttoning situation, Su Qingluan quickly switched modes and worked hard - as long as she was busy enough, she could leave the embarrassing scene behind!
Because Su Qingluan was desperately trying to find work for herself, and because everyone thought that if the sun went down later, the temperature would drop immediately, the speed of their hands increased a lot.
This led to a result-the original task today was to pack the jam that had been made, so the overall workload was not that big. In addition, everyone is "accelerating" in order to get off work early, so it is an hour earlier than the usual "get off work" time!
Seeing that it was "still early", Su Qingluan decided to buy some ingredients for hot pot in the town on the way home. If Yang didn't have time to finish cooking after returning, he would make hot pot today.
Sure enough, eating a steaming hot pot is the most pleasant thing on a cold day!
Thinking like this, Su Qingluan couldn't help but quicken the pace, but she was thinking about what to eat from the bottom of the pot.
She has eaten rattan pepper pot before, even though it is only slightly spicy, but Su Qingluan does not plan to make this pot base this time - to be precise, she does not plan to make any heavy-flavored pot base.
It’s not that she has transitioned herself, but because the two little ones at home fell ill from the cold some time ago, and their coughs are still not completely gone – it’s not serious, but in autumn and winter, it’s easy to have a sore throat. It's dry cough season, and children are generally weaker, so the three adults in the Su family have been careful not to add too strong spices in their cooking recently.
Even after I started steaming rock sugar pears, so far, I have never stopped having pears at home. They are a must-have every day, and they have almost evolved into a must-eat afternoon dessert every day.
Just because of this, don't even think about heavy-flavored pot bottoms, otherwise you have to go to Huichun Hall to get medicine. The two little guys will really suffer and can only eat some light-flavored pot bottoms. But the clear soup hot pot really seems to have no taste...
"A light hot pot without spicy taste... a light hot pot..." Su Qingluan thought for a while and suddenly thought of an alternative: Yes, this soup base is very good! It's not spicy, but rich, which meets my own standards, and my younger siblings won't feel uncomfortable eating it!
Thinking like this, Su Qingluan quickened his pace.
She passed by Liu Sheng's sewer stall on the way. After Liu Yunniang came back from Su Qingluan, she did not go home directly, but went directly to help her father.
It was cold today, and the business of the water stalls was very prosperous. Su Qingluan saw that it was no different from the previous stalls at her home. She couldn't help but nodded, smiled and passed by without disturbing the Liu family's father and daughter's business - she still had many expectations. I didn’t buy the ingredients.
After happily trotting home, Su Qingluan rushed to the kitchen immediately: "Mom, I'm back!"
Yang was preparing dinner in the kitchen when she was startled by Su Qingluan's overly excited voice behind her. The egg in her hand almost fell to the ground and broke.
"Hey, you girl, why are you so loud and scary all of a sudden!" Ms. Yang patted her chest, then turned around and stuck her head out to look at the sky, "Is it going to rain red in the sky today? We have a busy family, and we are so busy!" Is it still early for your brother to go to school?"
Su Qingluan rubbed his hands like a dog and said with a smile: "Auntie, I didn't mean it, I just wanted to come back early. Otherwise, if you have already cooked dinner, what I want to do tonight will be postponed." Got it!"
When Yang heard what Su Qingluan said, she straightened up and put the eggs down: "What do you want to eat? Tell me."
Su Qingluan took out a bunch of ingredients from behind: "Auntie, let's make porridge hot pot!"
