Chapter 32 She just wants to eat and drink well

Style: Girl Author: Fang YingWords: 2279Update Time: 24/02/20 16:05:18
When everyone saw the flesh, their eyes were greener than those of a wolf!

Even if they are city dwellers, they are still short of meat.

Now every city dweller here is entitled to half a catty of meat per month, and a family of six gets 3 catties of meat stamps per month.

A full meal of dumplings and a half-stewed meal for the whole family.

When you want to cook, put it evenly, except in winter, it can't be kept.

Rural people don't get meat stamps every month. If a family raises pigs and sells them to the public, if they sell 100 kilograms of pigs, the public will give them meat stamps in addition to money.

Some places give 100 pounds of meat stamps for every 100 pounds of pigs, and some places give half of that, 50 pounds.

At that time, rural people can use this meat ticket to buy meat in the city.

Or raise 2 pigs, sell one to the public as a working pig, and kill the other for meat at home.

Don’t raise pigs? Then just be greedy and don't eat it.

As for people at the Hongqi Commune Food Factory, they haven't been paid for half a year. Their families are struggling to make ends meet, and they don't even have money to buy meat even if they have tickets.

"The red sausage and good meat are cut up and divided into portions for everyone. The bones and large intestine are left in the factory. I will braise them for everyone. In the future, we will have the base ingredients for the noodles to be stewed on fire." Cheng Hui said.

What is braised pork? Many people have never heard of it.

But that doesn’t stop them from nodding hard!

Director Cheng bought the meat, and all the money to buy the meat was earned by Director Cheng! It's good if they are given food to them, but you still dare to give them advice?

Tao Juan was very good at asking questions. She turned her eyes and said, "Director Cheng has the greatest credit. I suggest that Director Cheng get a bigger share of the meat and red sausage!"

"Yeah!"

"I agree!"

"I agree!"

Everyone said sincerely.

Cheng Hui did not refuse, and said with a smile: "Then I won't be polite to everyone, I will just get an extra portion."

Is she doing her busy work to contribute to the people?

She just wants to eat and drink well!

And let these people get used to her privileges from the beginning!

Everyone has no objection. Nowadays, people are not distinguished by high or low, but they are divided into grades.

First-level leaders have a monthly salary of several hundred yuan and many benefits.

A clerk at level 30 earns 23 yuan a month and gets nothing.

The same people have different contributions and different benefits. Everyone has long been used to it and agreed with it.

Someone suggested that one more portion was not enough and asked her to get a few more portions.

Cheng Hui shook his head and refused: "There will be a lot of good things in the future. If you don't miss this moment, follow me, and everyone will have meat to eat in the future!"

"Okay!" The room suddenly burst into warm applause.

Guo Dajun didn't know when he was squeezed out of the crowd again. He clapped his hands with others excitedly. Halfway through the clapping, he realized something was wrong.

Does he care about people?

Cheng Hui asked him: "Did you buy the kraft paper today?"

Guo Dajun immediately said: "I bought it! I went there in person and went to three supply and marketing cooperatives to buy 30 pieces of good kraft paper."

"Then it will be the same as yesterday, only 10 large ones will be cut, and the rest will be cut into small ones." Cheng Hui said, "You arrange for someone to cut them, and I will cook them. Everyone will leave after dinner."

"good!"

"Director Cheng, do you want me to strike? I am strong and can chop bones!"

"Director Cheng, the colon is too smelly. You can't do anything with it. I'll wash it! I wash the colon the cleanest!"

"Director Cheng, this pig's trotters are hairy and they need to be burned. Let me do it!"

"Director Cheng, the stew pot is too small. Let me take out the big iron pot in the warehouse and clean it! The twelve-seal one is big!"

"Then I'll build the stove. The one in the corner hasn't been used for half a year and needs to be repaired!"

...

A dozen or so people cheered and disappeared.

Only Lao Xie was still in front of him.

Guo Dajun was a little relieved that Lao Xie didn't call him "Director Cheng"...

Lao Xie glanced at him and said, "I'm going to guard the door."

Guo Dajun:! ! !

So who cuts the kraft paper? me? What about the people I manage? Myself?

He glared for a while until his eyeballs hurt, then blinked and went to cut the kraft paper.

What a big deal!

After he had cut about 500 small bags and even folded them into prototypes, it was dark outside and a strong smell of meat wafted from the yard.

Who hasn’t eaten meat? I’ve eaten it a lot, but I’ve never smelled it so good!

There is also a stinky smell of meat next to the rich meat flavor, but it is even more tempting.

Cheng Hui braised the large intestine first, then simmered it until it became flavourful, then poured it into the bone soup that also produced the flavour, and braised it.

She also bought seasonings from the supply and marketing cooperative during the day, such as pepper, aniseed, cinnamon, etc., which are all available in department stores, and even thirteen incense, but she didn't want this.

She makes twenty-six fragrant and more fragrant!

It's a pity that I can't get the ingredients together now, otherwise this stew would taste even more delicious.

Everyone doesn’t think so, they think they are at their peak now!

There was a smell of wheat next to the meat smell. Guo Dajun took a look and saw that there was a small stove next to the big stove, with a stew pot and two layers of drawers on it.

Aunt Qiao and Tao Juan were lifting the pot, and a stronger aroma of wheat came out. They steamed two drawers of steamed buns.

Guo Dajun's eyes widened instantly, he stared for a few seconds, turned around and rushed towards the workshop.

The only bag containing the raw material flour was empty, and the bags were folded upright.

When he saw that it was Chen Laoshi who had folded it, the flour bag deceived him, so he was obsessed with collecting the flour bags, but this time he wouldn't give them to anyone who asked for them!

Guo Dajun ran out again, ran to the steamed buns, and shouted loudly: "Have you eaten all the flour?"

Everyone was startled by his ferocious tone, and the scene fell silent.

Cheng Hui's voice sounded: "The cakes to be sold tomorrow are all ready. The remaining cakes are not enough to open a batch. I made them as employee welfare dinners. What's wrong?"

What's wrong?

Guo Dajun glared: "But, after tomorrow, there will be the day after tomorrow..."

"What are you doing the day after tomorrow? Are you going to sell fifty cakes the day after tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow?" Cheng Hui said.

Guo Dajun was speechless.

"What we have to do tomorrow is to tell the county food factory that Weifeng Cake is a success. We can produce more benefits than ordinary food factories. We can continue to operate and let them share our new raw materials." Cheng Hui said.

Everyone suddenly woke up: "Yes, yes, yes!"

"That's the truth!"

"There are only two kilograms of flour left. What are you going to do with it if you don't eat it? Which food factory lives by relying on two kilograms of flour?"

“We still have to let the county food factory share our raw materials!”

Suddenly, someone said: "Will the county food factory share our raw materials?"

The air fell silent for a moment.

Cheng Hui's faint voice sounded in the darkness: "Why can't they tell the difference?"

Yes, why not?

They can operate normally and even better, so why not give them raw materials?

There is no reason, no reason.

Cheng Hui suddenly said: "Okay, you can eat."

Everyone instantly forgot the hidden worries in their hearts and ate excitedly.

"Wow! This is so delicious!" Everyone praised it.

Guo's worries were a little deeper, but seeing that he would lose his share if he didn't squeeze in, he quickly found his lunch box and rushed in!

Indeed, two kilograms of flour is not enough for anything, so eat it!

Tomorrow he will go to the county food factory to have a good talk!