Ma Teng woke up early in the morning and looked at his roof. No matter what, after so many days, he was still not used to it.
He quickly got up and dressed, and went out to put some water in and wash up.
I won’t cook today.
I tidied it up and looked at my long hair. It was time for a haircut.
When you come back in the evening, go directly to the bathhouse, where you can take a shower, rub your back, get a haircut, perform a pedicure, remove your ears, and do cupping.
I’ve been here for so long and I haven’t been there yet.
I have to go and see it today.
I applied some cream on my face, but the morning breeze in early winter was still biting.
I heard that if nothing unexpected happens, it will usually snow by the end of December at most. I don’t know if this is true, but Ma Teng knows that in the next year, there will be no rain in the capital, but it will rain, but the ground will not get wet. That’s all.
As for the specific situation in other places, Ma Teng didn't know. He only knew that he was in dire straits.
When we arrived at the breakfast shop, we drank a bowl of mixed soup and ate three steamed buns.
Before leaving, I packed 15 more buns. The staff at this bun shop are used to it.
Ma Teng arrived at the steel rolling mill and found that he was not the first to arrive today.
"Liangzi, why are you here so early?" Ma Teng saw Zhang Liang cleaning the table.
Zhang Liang heard the voice and saw that it was Ma Teng. "Brother Ma, you are here. If you eat less at home, you can eat more at home." He lowered his head and continued to wipe the table.
"What? Is there no food at home? Why didn't you tell us? Every family can survive, so I can get by with some for you. You idiot, here, I ate these two buns. I'm sorry I didn't eat the buns I bought today. Finished." After Ma Teng finished speaking, he put two large hot meat buns in a bag from the space and moved them into his pocket. Ma Teng took them out and handed them to Zhang Liang who was cleaning the table.
"Brother Ma, no need. Pay is being paid today. I have the food book at home. I will buy food after get off work."
"Just take it if I ask you to, there are so many bullshit." Ma Teng directly put the bun into his hand.
The thermos bottle was full. Apparently, the boy had to go to the boiler room several times to fill the thermos bottles of everyone in the room.
Ma Teng made himself a cup of tea.
"Are you getting paid today? Who did you listen to?"
"Ah? Brother Ma, didn't you look at the newspaper board at the door? Is it posted on it?"
"I didn't read the exam. Did you say when was it?"
"Wait for notification." Zhang Liang finished wiping the last table, came over with his own teapot, and poured the freshly brewed tea from the Ma Teng teapot into his own teapot.
"You kid, it's not like you don't have any tea leaves. What's wrong with you?"
"Hehe, save what you can."
Having said that, Ma Teng was left to his own devices.
"Hey, you came early enough." Brother Cheng walked in carrying a lunch box, followed by Wang Qinglin.
"I'm not early, the person who was early is there.
"This kid probably came over at dawn. I must have come early enough. He had already finished cleaning up when I came." Ma Teng pointed at Zhang Liang and said.
"Since when have you been so diligent?
What are you talking about? "
"Nothing, just talking about payment today."
"Payment? Oh, that's right. Today is Friday and tomorrow is Saturday. They are definitely not in the mood. It's probably today.
It just so happened that the family was about to run out of money. If they didn't receive wages, they would have to borrow money. Brother Cheng said.
"No, Brother Cheng, your family is not poor?" Ma Teng said.
"Not poor? Who said that? My father has a Beijing registered permanent residence, but my mother does not. The steel rolling mill I was assigned to after retiring from the army, my wife, and my three children at home do not have a registered permanent residence in the city.
What can my father do with his little salary from a button factory? Hey, the whole family depends on us and my husband for food. If we go to the pigeon market or the black market to buy it, do you think my salary is enough? "
Ma Teng smacked his lips, that's the reason. Hey, these days, the conditions are like this. Do you want to eat commercial food and become a city dweller? It doesn't matter, there is no background, just think about it, everything is there in the dream.
"Good morning everyone, we are all here." Brother Shen walked in carrying a lunch box.
There was another round of pleasantries and a round of sighing.
Yes, there is no business that is not suffering these days, that is, Ma Teng has the space to collect supplies from a black market boss, otherwise... he would probably be worried about food now.
"Brothers, if not, wouldn't we have nothing to do on Sunday? How about we go to the mountains? With the skills of Brother Shen and Brother Cheng, and there are so many of us, if nothing else, at least It shouldn't be a problem to get some oil and water, but if we don't get a wild boar, we can have a good year," Ma Teng suggested.
"Going into the mountains? This time? It's better to say goodbye. Late autumn is when animals are at their craziest. If we encounter a lone animal, we can still deal with it. If it's in a group, we can only escape and go deep into the mountains. Where can we run?" Brother Shen thought for a moment and said.
"We will go to the forging workshop later. Yesterday I saw several iron picks that were almost two meters long. I asked a master to polish them for us, make a bleeding groove, and sharpen the front end. Even if we encounter a blind bear, we can give him one. Wear a pair.
Okay, let’s do it this way. Let’s first agree that those who go this time will get a share, and those who don’t go will not. General Ma Tengji said.
"Okay, I can't let you go there alone. We will go to the forging workshop later. We can still have some face with a few iron picks." Brother Shen waved his hand and said.
Seeing that Brother Shen agreed, Brother Cheng didn't say anything, and everyone else's eyes lit up.
Ma Teng disliked those wild boars and the like because they were not delicious, but because Ma Teng was not from this era, anyone from this era would not say anything that could not be eaten.
After everyone agreed, we made an appointment and waited at Fuxingmen at 8 a.m. on Sunday.
Just as he was talking, Mr. Zhang walked in.
"Let's go, XCMG is meeting with us."
"Gong Zhang, Xugong wants to have a meeting with us? What kind of meeting are you having?"
"Don't you know it when you go? What are you talking about?" After Zhang Gong finished speaking, he walked out without looking back.
Several people followed in confusion.
It turned out to be nothing else, the promotion exam at the end of December.
It can be said that this is not a matter of one person, but a matter of a group of people. When a person is promoted, regardless of the extra few dollars, maybe these few dollars can be life-saving money.
Naturally, no one took it easy, and it seemed that Lao Shen and Lao Cheng wanted to go further.
After talking about the grade examination, we then talked about Ma Teng. Although there was no clear attitude from the above, a small contribution cannot be escaped. The specific reward needs to be given to Ma Teng before the steel rolling mill can start again. As a reward, the factory cannot give 100 yuan, but the department only gives 20 yuan. Wouldn’t this be a slap in the face of the department?
Finally, I concluded that if you have any ideas, speak them out boldly and don’t hide them.
It seems that Ma Teng's little invention is about to be launched. In this way, other people want to express their ideas. No matter what the final outcome is, we all know that when everyone adds fuel, the flames will rise. With everyone's efforts, There are always two inventions that can be used, right?
If there is one, it is a blessing for the country.
After the meeting was dismissed, Mr. Zhang led everyone directly to the office building, where people were already queuing up.
Mr. Zhang found a window specifically responsible for the wages of technical personnel.
After giving his name, the financial staff checked that Zhang Tianhua, the leader of the electrical engineering team, was a grade 9 engineer with a salary of 100 yuan and a subsidy of 13.5 yuan, a total of 113.5 yuan, and a large pile of various tickets, all packed in an envelope. .
How can this not be enviable.
Soon everyone received the money, and they were all very happy.
Others were writing and drawing with pens and paper. Ma Teng glanced at them and saw that this person was calculating how to spend the money.
It was Ma Teng's turn, and Ma Teng reported his name.
After a financial check, Ma Teng, a third-level electrician in the electrical engineering group, paid 45.8 yuan.
Just dead wages and a bunch of tickets, nothing else.
This ticket is all for next month, covering all aspects of food, clothing, housing and transportation.
Ma Teng took a look. What was gratifying was that there were 4 kilograms of cotton tickets, but there was no cloth ticket.
These are the workers these days. If nothing else, just giving you a room to live in is a big deal. If there were such enterprises in today's society, they would probably be overwhelmed.
Ma Teng, like everyone else, walked back with a smile on his face.
Along the way, everyone interprets what is simple and what is unpretentious.
