20 years of spring breeze

Chapter 19

The hotel is called Jiugecheng Hotel, with double glass doors that are not common in this era, and the decoration inside is magnificent, with carved beams and painted buildings.There is a large solid wood table surrounded by leather seats.

The black marble floor tiles on the ground floor are radiant, the top is a large European-style chandelier, and the walls are all decorated with solid wood shelves, on which there are vases and fans of various colors and antiques.

The waiters are all young girls over 1.7 meters tall, wearing red embroidered cheongsams, showing white and tender thighs when they walk, and those high heels make most people in this era dizzy.

Following the waiter to a dining table, several people sat down. Li Zhongguo took the menu and flipped through it to order, while Xiaohong and Xiaowei shook their heads left and right to see what was fresh.

The whole hall has hundreds of square meters, it looks spacious and magnificent, there are stairs to go upstairs, the second floor is full of private rooms, and it costs 2000 yuan to go in and eat nothing. Most people really can’t afford it. In this era, it’s throwing money 2000 yuan, which is almost a year's salary for a national worker.

The kitchen of the hotel is on the ground floor of the building, just below the lobby of the hotel. Go out from the back door of the hotel and turn a corridor to the staff dormitory of the hotel. There are men on the left and women on the right. There are two floors. The foreman and chef live above, and the waiters and handymen live below. .There is a step going down from the corridor of the staff dormitory. Going straight down is the kitchen. Basement kitchens like Fengtian are more common. Many larger restaurants are like this. The oily fume is directly exhausted to the roof by the exhaust fan.

Li Zhongguo ordered, returned the menu to the waiter, and asked for another pot of tea. The waiter turned around and walked away. Li Zhongguo turned to Xiaowei and said, "The salary of the waiters here is tens of thousands a month, but you If you can’t do it anymore, you can go to the kitchen and do a small job. It’s not bad to be a chef in the future. A small worker can earn 3000 yuan a month. A chef can start with [-] yuan. , earn a lot of money, and have face, and he is a figure wherever he goes.”

Xiaohong opened her eyes wide and asked, "Really? How good is cooking? Earn more than working?"

Li Zhongguo smiled and said: "The main thing is to be safe at work. If you really want to make money, going to work is the worst. Now you come out, and you can actually earn more than going to work. It's just not safe, and I'm afraid you won't be able to do it in the long run. If it's true The chef has become famous and won’t be replaced by a factory manager, but the head chef of this restaurant earns 10,000+ a year, and he doesn’t do any work, just manage the following people.”

Xiaowei stared and said, "10,000+ a year? More than 1 a month? My God, people in the city are really rich, and they pay so much for a meal."

Li Zhongguo laughed and said, "Do you think anyone can do it? If you cook well, you have to be famous, and you have to have someone in your hands who can set up the kitchen. How do restaurants make money? It's not about chefs, so chefs earn money." Be more normal, Xiaowei, if you really plan to stay in Fengtian, I advise you to find a place to learn to be a chef. An ordinary chef in an ordinary restaurant can make a few thousand dollars a month. It’s all him. Now there are famous chefs in our province, not hundreds of thousands a year, but millions of them.”

Xiaohong grabbed Xiaowei's arm excitedly and said: "Learn, learn, Xiaowei, just learn this, you can make money, and you can cook delicious food. It's great, and you're not tired. You're so tired on the construction site now." , How much do you earn in a year?"

Xiaowei said: "It's not a lot. Now I can drive three or four hundred a month, and I can live up to the first five or six hundred, which is no less than all the migrant workers in the factory."

Xiaohong said: "The chef earns thousands of dollars a month. I didn't hear what Uncle Li said. Anyway, you have to come here to stay with me, so you can learn this. Oh devil brother, you can cook for me whatever I want after I'm done. That's fine." no?"

Xiaowei scratched his head and thought for a while, then nodded hesitantly and said, "Okay, I'll learn. I haven't even cooked rice with corn stubble, can I do it?"

By the time a few people came out after eating, it was already two hours later.

It's not that a few people eat slowly, but because there are many people in the restaurant, the food is served a little slowly.

This meal opened Xiaowei and Xiaohong's horizons and brought them into contact with the lives of urban people.

A plate of venison, 300 thin slices, 40 yuan, a small plate of red buds, at home is the wild vegetables that every family eats, here is 900 yuan, a plate of fried vegetables is [-], this meal It cost more than [-] yuan, and the pot of tea was only [-] yuan. Let Xiaowei feel pain in the future after knowing it.

This is a deep impression, deeply imprinted in Xiaowei's mind.

He never thought that people can still live like this, and money can be earned like this. This is a completely different world from the county, with big cities, big buildings, big restaurants, and even the people passing by on the street. A completely different feeling.

This is the provincial capital.

Thinking about the parents digging mud in Shankakar, thinking about the workers moving bricks in the county town, looking at the smiling Xiaohong, Xiaowei suddenly felt that he really should do something, since he came, then fight Well, if others can do it, so can I.He clenched his fist secretly.

After getting out of the hotel and getting into the police car, Li Zhongguo said to the driver, "Go to Beisi Road."

Then he turned his head and said to Xiaowei in the co-pilot: "How is it? Have you seen it? Our Kaka is too small, we have to come out. Xiaohong will stay here for four years, this is the opportunity. Work hard , four years later, you may stand still and become a native of the provincial capital, haha, when the time comes, uncle will come to borrow money from you."

Xiaohong also stared at Xiaowei with big eyes.

Xiaowei's heartbeat quickened in an instant, and he felt a bit of pressure, but he nodded heavily and said, "It can be done, uncle, look at it, it will definitely work."

Xiaohong smiled with satisfaction, very happy.Li Zhongguo shook his head silently. It is not so easy for mountain people to make a living in the city, but he still said along the way: "Okay, that's it, uncle is waiting to eat your Chef Zhang's dishes. Ha ha."

In fact, except for a few main roads in Fengtian in 90, the road surface was not as wide as later generations. Most of them were two-way two-lane roads. However, there are fewer cars these days, so it looks wider.

However, the biggest feature of Fengtian side or Northeast side is that the roads are straight, horizontal and vertical, east and west are streets, north and south are roads, and the regular grid distribution makes it easy to get lost. As long as you have the house number, you can find it wherever you look.Even if you miss one or two intersections by car, as long as the direction is good, it is easy to go back.

Soon, the car arrived at Beisi Road.

The car was parked on the side of the road, Li Zhongguo got out of the car with Xiaowei and Xiaohong, and walked into a somewhat dilapidated neighborhood.

This area is full of old buildings. They all look like they have been around for decades, and indeed they are all decades old. They are all Soviet-style tube buildings built in the 50s.

Although old, it is still much better than the county town.Many trees are planted inside and outside the community.

In the 90s, there were still a lot of trees in Fengtian City. The streets, alleys, buildings in the factories and outside the factories, and the roadsides were full of tall trees. In midsummer, there were tree-lined roads everywhere.Later, with the development of the city, there were fewer and fewer trees.

Entering the community, turning a corner, Li Zhongguo took Xiaowei and Xiaohong directly into the door opening of a building, followed the dark and narrow stairs to the third floor, and knocked on an old wooden door.

"Brother Liu, sister-in-law, are you at home?"

After knocking a few times and waiting for a few minutes, I heard footsteps inside, and a woman's voice came out: "Who?"

(End of this chapter)