In the blink of an eye, it is the twelfth lunar month, and the New Year atmosphere on the streets is getting heavier and heavier.

The busiest department of Hongxing Steel Rolling Factory during this period is undoubtedly the back kitchen. There are superior departments to direct the work, and brother units to inspect and study. Each has its own names, but in fact they are just here to eat and drink.

People these days lack this stuttering. Starting from the twelfth lunar month, the kitchen and private rooms attended the same frequency as two tables a day, with eight dishes and one soup every meal.

"Why don't you eat these bastards to death?" Liu Lan cursed viciously while picking the vegetables.

She is now purchasing in the cafeteria and shouldn't have done this job.

But who is so busy in the kitchen now that one person has to handle two people, so busy that his feet don’t touch the ground.

Ma Hua said: "You have to tell Director Li about this. Look, the more people there come outside, the happier we Director Li will be. Think about it, who doesn't accept his favor? Maybe you will use other people's places in the future. Isn't that just a single sentence?"

Master Yang from the kitchen also echoed: "Hey, this is right. Friendship is made up of eating and drinking. Look at these people, they are all full of food and fat, and they don't look like leaders | leaders | leaders | leaders | departments?"

"Okay, okay! Say less sarcastic words, let the leader listen to deal with you, I don't care!"

Seeing that these people were talking too much, Zhuang Ziqiang spoke out and reminded him.

Everyone stopped talking.

The most tiring thing in the kitchen now is Chef Zhuang Ziqiang, who not only has to cook for the workers, but also has to make tables for the private room of the kitchen, which is twice as much work as before.

He is now the director of the canteen, and in fact he can't cook himself. However, whether it is the leader who came to inspect or the worker in the factory, he is used to eating his food. He doesn't want to do it if he changes someone, so Zhuang Ziqiang can only bite the bullet and stand on the front line.

But this is also good. I am busy every day without any time. At least I don’t have to worry about other people’s idle things to ask him for.

Now there are too many idle people making trouble.

For example, the second uncle was so arrogant when he first became the leader. He didn't take anyone except the director seriously and offended many people.

Now that I have been rubbed off, I am immediately cleaned up by the workshop director. In the middle of winter, I have to sweep the floor outside the workshop. I can only sweep it for a day, which is a pain.

There were also three old men and sons who were criticized by Director Li for beating the second uncle. The next day, they were criticized at their workplace. Since then, they have to be pulled out to clean up every two days.

The third uncle's family was already timid, and it was almost a big fuss when they were pulled back like this several times.

The daughter-in-law Yu Li yelled to divorce her eldest son Yan Cheng, and this kind of operation was popular at this time.

The feeling that the people in the yard is that the family is about to be disbanded.

Now people in every unit are like the hyena who has been hungry for three days, staring at others making mistakes. As long as you catch a little problem, you will immediately rush up.

But the experience of the father and son is not worthy of sympathy. If they had not held up bad intentions to do things, they would not have been treated like this.

However, compared with Xu Damao's experience, the treatment of these three people is already very good.

Because he was regarded as a typical example in the factory, Xu Damao has been the most cruel person in the factory in the past six months.

He was thrown in front of the S station in October, and his leg broke due to an "accidental". Now people are not aware of the life and death of the S station. It seems that they will not be able to get out if they don't squat for a few years.

In fact, it is not without benefits to be busy in the kitchen.

The purchase volume of various types of grain, oil, meat, eggs and vegetables has increased significantly. Zhuang Ziqiang instructed Liu Lan to intercept a small number of New Year benefits for the kitchen staff, which has attracted cheers from his subordinates.

When Director Bai was there, how could they get this treatment!

Liu Lan now has a harmonious relationship with Zhuang Ziqiang, which is all "normal loss". The execution is free of water and makes people unable to find fault.

Not only that, people in the canteen made the noodles and noodles also enjoyed a lot.

It is said that the chefs cannot starve to death in the deserted years, and the food is made from the kitchen. You can't make people cook for them on hunger.

Under the coordination of Zhuang Ziqiang, the food at the kitchen workers' homes soared these days, and the atmosphere of the New Year is very good. Thanks to Director He.

On the night of the 28th day of the 12th lunar month, Zhuang Ziqiang carried his things into the old man's house.

"One uncle, I'll give you some pastries. From the south, you and an aunt will try it."

An old man and his wife looked at the exquisitely packaged iron boxes of pastries with the words "Guangdong Pastry" written on it.

"Oh, Zhuzi is interested, is this what I bought?" asked an old lady.

"No, it was given to me by someone else."

The pastry was actually mailed to him by the leader. He didn't say it clearly, because he didn't want anyone who was interested to find trouble.

"It's great. I haven't eaten the southern pastries yet!" An aunt said, touching the iron box, her eyes full of joy.

The old man also had a gratified smile on his face. Zhuang Ziqiang's actions made him feel more and more that he had a look at people.

"Zhuzi, is there any old lady?" asked an old man.

"Don't worry, I'll give it to the old lady first."

"That's good." The old man felt relieved.

After talking to a man and his wife for a while, Zhuang Ziqiang came to his brother-in-law Qin Weiguo's house.

"Weiguo, how are you doing?"

"Brother-in-law, everything is done." Qin Weiguo was packing things at this time.

This year marks the first year that Qin Weiguo entered the Hongxing Steel Rolling Factory, which also allows him to see the benefits of being a worker.

He now has a monthly salary of 27 yuan. He doesn’t have to spend money to eat in the factory canteen at noon, and he doesn’t have to spend money to eat at his sister and brother-in-law’s house in the evening. He can also eat breakfast in the kitchen.

If other expenses are not included, his salary will basically be left.

In fact, he had no expenses. He had been in the factory for a few months. He had no expenses except for buying a set of clothes and a set of cotton shoes. He even had invoices for haircuts and bathing in the factory.

Sometimes Zhuang Ziqiang would tease him as Grandet.

When Qin Weiguo heard this, he smiled and said nothing. Before leaving home, his parents told him that he had already entrusted his brother-in-law with great favors to enter the factory and he should be self-reliant as soon as possible and get rid of his dependence on his brother-in-law.

He has saved 80 yuan now. By this time next year, he is confident that he can save 200 yuan. Then he can buy his own house in BJ City. It may not be big, but at least he has his own nest, so his sister and brother-in-law don’t need to worry about it.

"For this, this is a pastry from Guangdong, and I will take it back for my parents to try it."

Zhuang Ziqiang handed the pastry to Qin Weiguo.

Qin Weiguo said embarrassedly: "Brother-in-law, please keep it for food with my sister. I have enough things to take back during the Chinese New Year."

What he said was not polite. The luggage he packed now was basically given by the factory kitchen and the benefits given by Zhuang Ziqiang during this period.

20 kilograms of white flour, 10 kilograms of rice, 10 kilograms of pork, 5 kilograms of oranges, 1 kilogram of candy, 5 kilograms of hairtail, and a piece of deer meat, which weighs at least five or six kilograms.

"You can take it for you and let the old couple try it out." Zhuang Ziqiang forced the pastry into his hands.

Qin Weiguo was holding the thing and was moved.
Chapter completed!