Free Days in Siheyuan

Chapter 1347

The courtyard was only ten minutes away from the steel rolling mill, so they arrived there quickly. What surprised him was that Uncle Wang was actually waiting at the door.

"Morning, Uncle Wang."

"Just in time, come here quickly, we're waiting for you." Then he greeted the security guard, "Xiao Zhou, I've brought the person in. This is our new comrade in the department."

"Thank you, Uncle Wang." Uncle Wang came to the door waiting for him early in the morning, probably because he was afraid that someone would embarrass him.

I followed Uncle Wang and submitted my file, got it stamped, and then I found out my salary.

For some reasons, he skipped the temporary job and became a level 12 and 11 clerk, and started working as a level 27.5 clerk with a monthly salary of .

Seeing that he had been staring at the salary list, Uncle Wang patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Work hard. Every year, our department will promote some people to higher administrative levels, and their salaries will increase accordingly."

Then he took himself to the logistics department, clapped his hands, and said, "Everyone, come and meet us, this is our new comrade in the logistics department." After saying that, he pushed Zhang Yu in front of him.

Now everyone present looked at him. Zhang Yu swallowed and said, "Hello, seniors! My name is Zhang Yu, and today is my first day at work..."

"Wu Chuan, the young comrade is new here, you should take care of him and let him learn from you."

"Okay! Director Wang, just leave it to me."

After Director Wang left, Wu Chuan began to introduce him, "Xiao Yu, just call me Brother Wu. There's an empty seat next to me, you can just sit there."

I went to the warehouse to move tables and chairs. Since it was a warehouse managed by the Logistics Department, I picked out the newest ones. After putting the tables and chairs in place, I wiped them with a rag.

Wu Chuan said, "Xiao Yu, actually the work of our logistics department is both simple and difficult. Our second department is mainly responsible for the procurement of the factory canteens and is responsible for supplying canteens 1-4. As long as we can purchase enough materials according to the factory regulations every month, the work will be very easy. But if there are not too many channels, it will be very troublesome sometimes."

After taking a sip of water, he continued to introduce: "Those who can do this job will do it quickly, and those who can't will usually use their connections to transfer away."

"You just got here. There is no purchase quota required this month. If you study hard, you will be able to learn it in two days..."

After introducing the work content, Wu Chuan looked at his watch. "It's almost lunch time. I'll take you to exchange tickets. We need meal tickets to eat in the canteen of our factory. Among the canteens that are close to the logistics department, the best one is Canteen No. 4."

After Wu Chuan exchanged his meal ticket and vegetable ticket, it was already lunch time and a large number of workers poured out from various workshops and rushed to the canteen.

"Xiao Yu, did you bring your lunch box? If not, use mine first."

"I have it with me, Brother Wu." He took out the lunch box that his aunt had packed for him in the morning from his bag.

"Because our Red Star Steel Rolling Mill requires heavy physical labor, the supplies allocated to us by the higher authorities are more than those of other factories. The food is naturally more oily and the portions are larger, so the price is cheaper.

Therefore, many employees would order an extra portion to eat with their families at night. " Wu Chuan is very proud of this, after all, in this era, eating and drinking are the most important things.

At this time, Zhang Yu discovered that the leader Uncle Wang found for him was very good. Not only was he honest about his work, but he was also very familiar with every aspect of the factory.

The two of them started to line up. When he looked up, he saw He Yuzhu, the male lead of the next-door drama Love in Courtyard, getting his food at the window.

The play begins in 1965. He Yuzhu was 29 that year. So, he is just over 22 this year and has not been in the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill for long.

It seems that He Yuzhu was not the head chef in the kitchen at this time, because he saw a master chef sitting behind everyone, instructing them.

He probably recognized me and raised his hand to greet me: "Brother Xiaoyu, what are you doing?"

"After I started work today, I will be a formal employee of the factory."

"Congratulations, I caused you to get hurt last time." He Yuzhu felt very guilty about Zhang Yu's injury last time. Because the last incident had nothing to do with Zhang Yu, but was caused by their fight.

"It's over, and besides, I'm fine now, right?" He also knew about the incident in which He Yuzhu and the others accidentally injured the original body during the fight. How can I put it? If I had to make a fuss about it, it would be a mess.

Furthermore, he discovered a detail from the depths of the original owner's memory. It seemed that the person who pushed him down was not He Yuzhu, but another person in the next yard.

And in his vague memory, the man was fighting and pushed He Yuzhu when he saw him passing by. Indistinctly, there seemed to be a pair of eyes with a malicious smile.

Unfortunately, I have no specific memory, and I don’t know the people in the courtyard next door very well. I don’t know who I made an enemy with, and I can’t describe who that person is.
However, since he has taken over the original owner's body, he must avenge the original owner. When he is resting some other day, he will find a few people who fought that day and ask them about their specific memories.

The most important thing is to find out what the fight was about that day. Because until now, the specific reason for the fight is still unclear. Several children he knew in the yard also said that they started fighting in a daze at the time, and they didn't figure out who was the first to shake the hand afterwards.

Turning his attention from the memories, he smiled at He Yuzhu.

"Brother, you are so generous! If you need anything in the future, come to me and I will definitely do it for you." After saying that, he scooped nearly two servings of the dish from the person next to him. Then, he took the spoon from the person who was making the soup next to him, slowly slid it from the edge to the bottom, scooped it gently, and slowly got up, and brought up a spoonful full of dry goods.

The people behind were waiting, and the two of them didn't say much, but looked at Wuchuan's lunch box and then at their own.

He was so impressed by the kitchen staff. The soup in the kitchen was free. Basically, if you put five or six eggs in a whole pot of soup, most people would just end up with water, but there was at least one egg in his bowl.

Wu Chuan also looked at his lunch box, then at his own: "Oh my god, Xiaoyu, do you know the chef in the cafeteria?"

"We are neighbors in the next yard. Let's eat together." He put the lunch box in the middle: "I can't finish it all by myself."

Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, Wu Chuan didn't hesitate any longer. Zhang Yu was full with a steamed bun, a bowl of soup, and less than half a portion of vegetables.

Seeing that he didn't eat anymore, Wu Chuan was a little confused, "Xiao Yu, why don't you eat anymore?"

"I'm stuffed."

"Are you full already?" Wu Chuan was a little unconvinced. The little brat had eaten his father out of poverty. He remembered that when he was this age, five steamed buns were not enough for a meal.

"I'm full. I'm full. I'm not in good health. I can't eat too much."

Seeing that he was full, Wu Chuan quickly cleared out the rest.

When I got home from get off work in the evening, I lay in bed with my mind racing and couldn't fall asleep. I simply got up and prepared to take inventory of my things and prepare for the difficult times.
"Xiao Yu, do you have any dough left? I remember you steamed buns last time?" Zhang Guifang asked with the idea of ​​giving it a try.

"I really forgot to save some last time I steamed the buns." Zhang Yu replied.

In fact, he didn’t use dough to steam the buns last time. Instead, he used the yeast powder he got from signing in.

It is obviously not appropriate to take out yeast powder in the current situation, because he doesn't know whether there is yeast powder in this era. If there is, it would be easy to deal with, but if there is not, then he will have no reason to do so.

After watching Zhang Guifang search everywhere to no avail, Zhao Xiaoping said, "Mom, stop looking. You've already searched several times."

"Forget it, I won't look for it anymore." Zhang Guifang threw the bag of noodles in her hand on the table and walked out angrily.

"Where are you going?" Zhao Wenzhuo asked from behind, wondering if you were going out to sulk.

"What else can I do? I'm going to borrow some face from my sister-in-law in the front yard." Zhang Guifang said unhappily as she looked at her husband who had chased after her.

"Oh, then you go, then you go." Realizing that he had misunderstood, Zhao Wenzhuo's ears turned red, and then he slowly walked backwards back into the house.

When he returned to a place where Zhang Guifang could not see him, he let out a deep breath. He was so scared that he almost ran into the gun.

Then he looked at the children who looked like they were enjoying the show, waved his hands, and said loudly, "What are you looking at? What's so good about it? Why don't you go back and do your work?"

The children covered their mouths and laughed, then slipped away.

At this time, Zhang Guifang knocked on the door of a neighbor in the front yard and shouted inside: "Sister-in-law, are you home?"

"Yes, yes, it's Guifang. Come in and sit down. Come in and sit down."

"Sister-in-law, what are you doing?"

"New Year's Day is coming soon. The new clothes we just made yesterday, the children tried them on and refused to take them off. I don't know where they went this morning, and now there's a big hole in the new clothes." He said as he held up the clothes in his hand to show her.

"Children are bound to be a little active," Zhang Guifang advised.

After a long time of persuasion, the eldest sister-in-law finally calmed down and said, "Sister, I hope I didn't delay your work. I just said too much when I was angry."

"No, sister-in-law. I don't have anything to do today. It's Chinese New Year soon, so I'm going to steam some buns for visiting relatives. I searched for dough for a long time at home but couldn't find it. Maybe I forgot to save some dough last time. By the way, do you have any dough left?"

"Yes, yes, yes, it's in the jar. Sit here and wait while I go look for it." He got off the bed swiftly, opened the lid on the jar, turned around and said, "I've been cleaning the house these past two days. I was afraid that dust would fall on it and dirty the food, so I put it all in the jar."

As he was talking, he took out half of the things in the jar and found the noodles among the pile of things. "That's what I said. I remember putting the noodles in the jar when I was cleaning yesterday."

Then he handed the noodles to Zhang Guifang. After she took it, she said, "Sister-in-law, I'll go and mix the noodles first and bring it back to you later."

"Don't worry, don't worry, just use it. My family will steam it in two days. There are a bunch of naughty boys at home. I'm afraid if I steam it too early, they will secretly eat it while I'm not around."

"Then sister-in-law, I'll go over first."

"Please sit for a while." The sister-in-law tried to persuade him to stay.

"No, no, I'll go back and fix it quickly. I'll come back when I'm done."

"Then I'll go and help you." As he said this, he was about to pack up and go out with Zhang Guifang.

"Sister-in-law, you should take a rest first. The father and the children are all at home. They are all grown up, and we can't let them wait for free meals. Let them knead the dough for me later. The boys are energetic."

"Okay then, you must come some other day."

After returning home, Zhang Guifang cooked several basins of noodles, then placed the basins on the kang, covered them with a piece of cloth, then put the pot lid on top, and finally covered the basins with a thick quilt.

Zhang Yu had nothing to do, so he turned on the stove to boil water. After the water was boiled, he stayed by the stove, put an iron plate on the stove, found a steamed bun, cut it into several slices with a knife, and put it on the stove to roast.

After a short while, the steamed bread slices were baked. The golden brown and thick layer of crust looked very tempting.

Not caring about the burn, he picked up the steamed bread slice and put it in his mouth. He took a bite and it was crunchy. His mouth was burned and he laughed, but he was reluctant to spit it out.

After the dough has risen, all the family members start to work. The men are responsible for kneading the dough. The harder the dough is kneaded, the more delicious it tastes.

The women would divide the kneaded dough into pieces of the same size and roll them into round buns.

Now my sister-in-law's room has been replanned, and she asked a craftsman to build a stove at the door.

As soon as you enter the house, you should see a large stove with a big pot on it, which is perfect for steaming buns.

The finished steamed buns were put into the pot. In order to steam more at one time, I borrowed a steamer from someone. I steamed two steamers in one pot and sealed the surrounding with a towel to prevent air leakage so that the steamed buns could cook faster.

As usual, Zhang Yu was responsible for watching the fire. He stood in front of the stove and added a piece of firewood from time to time.

When adding firewood, I accidentally put my hand in a little deeper and my fingers got stuck with black.

At this time, his nose happened to be a little itchy, so he scratched it with his hand. The entire tip of his nose was covered with black ash, which made the people watching laugh.

Zhang Yu looked at everyone laughing in confusion, a little bewildered, and rubbed his head with his hands, which caused several people to laugh even louder.

Finally, Zhang Guifang couldn't bear it anymore, so she took out a towel, dipped it in some water, and wiped him clean.

Zhang Yu likes the moment when the steamed buns are just out of the pot the most. When he lifts the lid, the tempting aroma of the steamed buns wafts out along with the steam. It is a mixture of the smell of sunshine and wheat: dry, warm, and sweet.

Even though I was already half full from the steamed bread slices, I still couldn't help but eat three large freshly steamed buns.