Return to the era: starting from the state-owned hotel

Chapter 218 The county magistrate is here again

After knowing that they had found the right person, the team leader and the old branch secretary began to ask questions such as veterinarians.

Su Qingfeng was not a professional, but he still listened very carefully.

Including some professional knowledge, for example: at that time, there was no artificial insemination technology, so boars needed to be purchased for breeding. At that time, the biggest problem was parasites.

Subsequently, swine dysentery, infectious atrophic rhinitis, pleuropneumonia and other diseases appeared and spread.

However, Tao Jin was actually involved in all of these diseases.

Not to mention the captain and the old party secretary, even these arrogant educated youths couldn't help but look at him with admiration when they heard Tao Jin talk so eloquently.

Obviously, they did not expect that Tao Jin, who was usually taciturn and seemed shy, could actually have such a skill.

They also looked at the brigade leader and the old party secretary, and their eyes became more and more intense. Many educated youths felt happy for Tao Jin, but also felt a little sore.

With the skills of this veterinarian, if a pig factory is really established in the future, Tao Jin will not need to go to the fields at all. He will only need to sit in the office and occasionally check whether the pigs are sick, and he will get work points.

Furthermore, if the pig factory is profitable, the work points Tao Jin earns will be more valuable than the work points earned from farming.

Other people in the educated youth spot knew this, and Tao Jin also knew it.

So when faced with questions from the captain and others, he was like a peacock, eager to shake off all the knowledge he had learned.

After hearing from the captain that it was Su Qingfeng who recommended him, Tao Jin's favorable impression of Su Qingfeng suddenly increased and he was filled with gratitude.

Seeing them chatting happily, Su Qingfeng saw that it was getting late and he had to go to work the next day, so he went home first.

The captain and the old party secretary also knew what he was thinking.

Su Qingfeng deliberately asked Su Siwei to participate in the pig factory, and Su Qingfeng only needed to occasionally get in touch with the leader and receive dividends at the end of the year.

Seeing Su Siwei getting down to business, the captain asked a few questions that were quite meaningful. He was secretly surprised. He didn't expect Su Siwei to have such ability.

Therefore, he adopted a default attitude towards Su Qingfeng's approach.

It would be impossible not to acquiesce. Su Qingfeng had many things to do, and she was about to get married, so she might not have that much energy.

Thinking of this, he acquiesced in Su Qingfeng's departure.

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night.

When Su Siwei returned home, Su Qingfeng woke up immediately with the sound of the door creaking.

He pulled on his shoes, stepped on the heels, rubbed his eyes, still a little dazed, yawned slowly, and a few tears formed in the corners of his eyes. When he saw Su Siwei, he poured him a glass of boiled water:
"Finished talking?"

Su Siwei poured cold water on his face to wake himself up, and then said, "We've almost finished chatting. We're going to pick up some piglets in a few days and try raising them first. It's a pity that Tao Jin can treat diseases, but I’m not very good at raising pigs.”

But Su Qingfeng didn't care: "Let's explore slowly. We won't be able to get that kind of feed for a while. There are so many people in the village who can help weed the pigs. As long as the piglets don't get sick, there is always hope if we take it step by step. of."

Su Siwei thought about it, and it was indeed the truth.

It was late at night, and he was sitting on the stone pier. I don't know if it was because of the late night, but he, who was always so generous, actually became a little sentimental.

He felt a little emotional: "In the final analysis, it's me, the father, who is dragging you down. I can only throw away some crap, but the key is that I can't get rid of this thing..."

Halfway through speaking, Su Siwei felt a scorching gaze, looking directly at him. As he spoke, he couldn't help but turn around and ask, "What, what's wrong?"

Su Qingfeng was extremely sincere: "Dad, you have to hide those crappy things of yours. In the future, those crappy things may be worth more than gold. It depends on you whether your son can sleep well in the future."

With a father who ran a pig factory and boxes of antiques, Su Qingfeng could only imagine how happy his life would be.

Lie flat?

Although Su Siwei didn't know the meaning of these words, he could vaguely guess the meaning based on the words.

When Su Laosi heard this, he was praised by his son. There seemed to be a tail behind his back, swaying happily from side to side. He even held his head high and said in a coquettish tone: "Is that so? Is your father's taste bad? Although you Dad hasn’t read much, but I’ve heard people say a few things, called...what’s it called?”

He frowned and thought for a long time, then relaxed his brows before confirming, "It's called gold in troubled times and antiques in prosperous times. Is that what you mean?"

Su Qingfeng was really surprised.

If his father had really read books, he might be really great.

Of course, this ordinary happy life now is not necessarily worse than other days.

The most real thing is plainness.

Although the topic got twisted in the end, Su Siwei's mood improved a lot after Su Qingfeng's interruption, and he was no longer as confused as before.

He looked at his son slowly returning to his room and suddenly felt very energetic.

When my son gets married, he also has to rejuvenate his career and start doing serious work in front of others.

At least compared to farming, Su Siwei quite liked the job of raising pigs.

Su Siwei sat on the stone pier and thought carefully about the future arrangements. Then he hurriedly washed his face, returned to the room, and lay down on the kang.

But perhaps because he was hiding something in his heart, he kept tossing and turning and couldn't sleep.

At this moment, a faint sigh suddenly came from beside him.

Su Siwei froze immediately, "Did I wake you up?"

Bai Jing said quietly, "You have tossed and turned a dozen times in this minute. If I don't wake up, there will be a problem."

Su Siwei's face was stern.

Fortunately, Bai Jing wasn't angry after being woken up. She just asked softly, "Why can't you fall asleep all of a sudden?"

Su Siwei didn't say a word, and Bai Jing didn't ask any questions, just waiting patiently.

After a long time, Su Siwei made up his mind, "Daughter-in-law, should I go get a sterilization in two days?"

As soon as these words came out, Bai Jing was stunned.

She still couldn't believe it.

Because in this era, there was no such thing as family planning.

At this time, which family doesn’t want their family to be flourishing and have more children?

There is no intention to take the initiative to perform ligation or ringing.

In particular, this was a sterilization by a man, Su Siwei, not a sterilization by a woman, Bai Jing.

Not to mention other people, even Bai Jing was surprised.

She put her hair down, stood up from the kang, looked at Su Siwei, her brows were slightly furrowed, and she was a little confused, "How come you are so good at thinking of this?"

Su Siwei sighed, "I just feel wronged by our son. When Qingfeng was a fool, we didn't give him a good life."

"As for me, others also thought it was a good day, so you two were looked down upon."

"Now that life is getting better, I'm thinking, if one day, those things of ours... can be taken out... If we have another son, it would be too unfair to Qingfeng."

Bai Jing couldn't help but twitching at the corner of her eyes when she heard this.

Just thinking about not having children now, my heart has already turned to Su Qingfeng, so this matter will not be unfair.

But Bai Jing wisely didn't say anything.In fact, she also cherished her only son.

Especially at the beginning, when the whole family was having a hard time.

Only Su Qingfeng came to her senses, and now she plans to lead the whole village to build a pig farm, and live a good life bit by bit. She will not forget to bring to her elders any good food or fun she has.

When did he come back from a trip, didn't he squeeze into the train with a big bag and things for the family?

Thinking of this, Bai Jing suddenly didn't want to persuade anymore.

As a mother, wouldn't she feel sorry for her son?

She nodded in the darkness, "Mom, have you thought about what to say?"

When Su Siwei heard this, he immediately laughed.

"I'm going to do it first, can my mother still stop me?"

Bai Jing also laughed immediately.

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the other side.

Su Qingfeng didn't expect the huge sacrifice his father had made for him.

He went to work as usual eating pancakes today. When he passed by the old house, he was stopped by the old lady and invited him to eat fresh tofu bread early in the morning.

Not to mention, the old lady’s craftsmanship tends to be on par with his.

The tofu curd made here tastes really good.

It's the salted tofu puff that Su Qingfeng likes.

One bite, shredded carrots, shredded black fungus, cut day lily, plus a lot of tofu, it is simply a taste enjoyment.

If Su Qingfeng hadn't rushed to work, she could have eaten two more bowls.

After bidding farewell to the old lady in a hurry, Su Qingfeng rode his bicycle and rushed to work under the envious eyes of other young men.

Looking at his back, I don't know who suddenly said, "Okay, don't look at it. People have skills and can make a living in the town. We don't have diplomas, it doesn't matter, we don't have skills, so we can go to work in the town." Weird. It’s better to think about the pig factory.”

When it comes to the pig factory, the people next to me became interested again, "Do you think this pig factory can really be done? If it is done, we say we will get work points, but in fact it will be done with the workers in the city. , is there no difference?"

The eyes of the man next to him were full of longing, but he still poured cold water on his mouth: "I think too much. We are a collective economy, and whether the work points are worth it depends on the efficiency of the pig factory."

"But..." He paused and then added, "If we have a pig factory, life will definitely be better than before. After all, we will have more income."

After a few more words, the crowd gradually dispersed, but at this moment, their expectations for the pig factory were deeply engraved in their minds.

……

At this time, as Su Qingfeng arrived at the state-owned hotel, he saw Li Gen's figure at a glance.

It has to be said that since Li Gen stopped being a master chef, he has lost the physical work of spoon-twisting every day, and his figure has become closer to a "rich state".

He stood there like a towering hill.

Su Qingfeng parked his bicycle and said hello, "Brother Li, have you eaten?"

What to eat or not to eat...

Li Gen didn't have time to chat with him, but wiped the thick beads of sweat on his head, and a thought suddenly flashed in his mind.

If he can't continue like this, he needs to lose weight.

But this thought just flashed through my mind, and was quickly buried deep in my heart.

He turned to face solemnly and said seriously: "Qingfeng, today there are county leaders coming to inspect the food factory. They should have dinner at the state-owned restaurant. You prepare it, and you will take the spoon at noon."

Su Qingfeng scratched his head: "Brother Li, this is not the first time I have done this job. Why are you so nervous?"

Hearing this, Lin Mingliang and Yu Hai, who were in the kitchen, felt very sad.

While they were still preparing to receive the leader, Su Qingfeng had already received them more than once.

This is also true. From receiving the county magistrate to serving the country, and then to the director of the machinery factory and food factory, Su Qingfeng has extremely rich experience in receiving leaders.

Li Gen looked at Su Qingfeng's small eyes and sighed deeply in his heart.

If he only received the leaders, would he be so worried?

But the problem is that the person here this time is the county magistrate Yu Xianghua. Yu Xianghua said earlier that when Su Qingfeng reaches the seventh level of the chef certificate, he can come to the county to find him.

Now that Su Qingfeng has returned from Beijing, his chef certificate has reached level seven.

And now Yu Xianghua came to Honggang Town to inspect the food factory, but he didn't go to the food factory's canteen to eat. Instead, he took a long detour and came to the state-owned hotel.

Li Gen wouldn't believe it if it wasn't for Su Qingfeng.

Thinking of this, Li Gen felt even more heartbroken when he looked at Su Qingfeng's clear eyes.

The treasure of the state-owned hotel is about to be snatched away...

He sighed silently and waved to Su Qingfeng, "It's okay, just prepare yours."

Su Qingfeng was not unaware. Looking at Li Gen's expression, he vaguely guessed something.

But although he was sad, he did not give up his original plan to work in the county.

As people go to higher places, it is a rare thing for everyone to get to know each other, to get together and stay in touch, and to stay in touch.

Looking at the arranged ingredients, Su Qingfeng took stock in her mind, and then decided on the dishes.

These days, we don’t pay much attention to the exquisite presentation and elegant dishes.

Solid, durable, rich in oil and water, tastes good, and goes well with meals.

This is the best standard.

So Su Qingfeng thought about it and decided to have a table of simple farm food.

Farm-style stir-fried pork, stir-fried bacon with potatoes, scrambled eggs with green peppers, mapo tofu, and finally braised pork. The portion of this dish can be said to be substantial.

If eggs are also considered meat dishes, then four of these five dishes are considered meat dishes.

He didn't believe it, he still wouldn't be full!
Lin Mingliang turned his head and glanced at Su Qingfeng, suddenly feeling that he had a murderous feeling when he waved the pot and spoon.

He gulped, swallowed, and silently shrank back what he was saying, like a quail, and just curled up his neck and prepared the dishes.

Yu Hai watched Su Qingfeng making the legendary Su Qingfeng's signature dish - braised pork, and his heart was unbearable.

But when he thought of the relationship between Su Qingfeng and Zhang Limin, his heart that was ready to move suddenly retreated.

Pull it down.

Don't mess up the dishwasher's work just to take a look at it.

(End of this chapter)