Siheyuan: It’s so nice to be Lao Liu

At noon, Yan Jiefang did not go to He Yushui for lunch, but went to a cafeteria with Section Chief Liu and the purchasing staff who did not go out to purchase in the factory.

It was just as the personnel chief had introduced, the dishes in the big pot were exactly the same as those cooked by ordinary housewives.

While eating a plate of fried potatoes with onions and a steamed bun made of two grains of flour, Yan Jiefang thought of the promise he had made when he was at the leader's house that he would go to the canteen to cook some delicious meals to improve the workers' taste.

In fact, Yan Jiefang had some considerations when he sat down and made the guarantee. His father, Yan Bugui, was an elementary school teacher, which is now a respected profession. However, a year and a half later, a strong wind came and students did not attend classes. Teachers were also called "stinky old ninths", and their family would also be affected.

Before the strong wind came, Yan Jiefang planned to establish a good image in the minds of his fellow workers and factory leaders at the steel rolling mill, so that even if a strong wind came and affected his home, he would be safe.

Yan Jiefang said to Section Chief Liu, "Section Chief, are you familiar with the canteen director? I'm a good cook, why don't you talk to him? I'll come to cook once a week to improve the taste for the workers! I mentioned this to the factory director before, but I don't know if he has told the canteen director about this."

Section Chief Liu also became interested. From the sound of Yan Jiefang's voice, he thought his cooking skills must be quite good. Then he thought that the dishes cooked by the canteen chef were not very delicious. It would be nice if someone could cook a delicious meal for him once a week to improve the taste.

Section Chief Liu said seriously, "I am familiar with the canteen director and we often deal with each other. Are you sure you are good at cooking? Don't brag. If you fail to cook well, I will be embarrassed!"

Before Yan Jiefang could reply, a purchaser at the side said, "Section Chief, why don't you let Jiefang give it a try? Even if he cooks a dish badly, it won't cost much money. If Jiefang is a good cook, we will be blessed."

Yan Jiefang was confused when he heard this. What do you mean I have good skills and you are lucky too?

Seeing Yan Jiefang's puzzled expression, Section Chief Liu explained, "Indeed, if Jiefang's cooking skills are good and he brings honor to their canteen, then we will definitely lower the standards when purchasing materials for storage, and we will earn more."

Yan Jiefang couldn't help but complain in his heart, what a fellow, I'm the one doing the work while you guys are enjoying the benefits!

However, Yan Jiefang was not unhappy, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Section Chief, my cooking skills are better than Sha Zhu in the third canteen."

After Chief Liu lowered his head and pondered for a moment, he stared at Yan Jiefang for a while and said, "Okay, I'll go talk to Lao Wang. At worst, he'll laugh at me."

Section Chief Liu finished the remaining food in big mouthfuls, turned around and walked towards the cafeteria director's office.

When they saw their section chief had left, they knew he had gone to see Director Wang, so they finished their meals in just a few bites.

About five minutes later, a fat man with a smile on his face followed Section Chief Liu in. This man was the canteen director Wang Jianguo.

Without waiting for Chief Liu to introduce him, Director Wang looked at Yan Jiefang and said, "You must be Yan Jiefang, right? I know everyone else here, but you are a stranger. That's why I know you are Yan Jiefang."

Yan Jiefang nodded and said, "Hello, Director Wang!"

Director Wang also smiled and replied, "Don't be so polite. The factory director mentioned you to me. He praised you in the office and told me that you planned to come to the cafeteria to cook once a week. But the factory director said that he had eaten the dishes you cooked and they were quite good, so I won't test your cooking skills anymore."

After looking at the buyer next to him, he said seriously, "But let's make it clear first. You come to the canteen to cook on the basis of completing your purchasing task. If you can't even complete your purchasing task, and you come to the canteen to cook, people will gossip about you."

"Okay, Director Wang!"

Yan Jiefang also agreed with what Director Wang said, and agreed without any hesitation.

After the discussion, Director Wang said goodbye and left, and Section Chief Liu returned to the Purchasing Department with his group of buyers.

In the afternoon, Yan Jiefang left the steel mill with his buyer's certificate. He had promised his section chief that he would ask about the big fat pig, so he went out to pretend.

Yan Jiefang left the steel rolling mill and went straight to the supply and marketing cooperative. Now that he had become a buyer, he naturally could not do without a bicycle. He had two bicycle tickets in his hand, so he bought one for himself and one for Yu Shui.

When I walked to the supply and marketing cooperative, I saw a slogan written in the most conspicuous place prohibiting the beating of innocent customers.

Looking at the ugly slogan, Yan Jiefang was also full of emotion. In this era of using bills, the salesperson, as one of the eight major employees, was quite powerful. He was a formal employee of the state. This was completely opposite to the modern concept that customers are God. If you want to buy, buy. If you don't want to buy, forget it.

Yan Jiefang walked to the bicycle counter, looked at a woman in her forties, smiled ingratiatingly and said, "Comrade, I want to ask how much the bicycle is?"

When the lady at the counter heard Yan Jiefang's question, she asked without even looking at him, "Do you have a ticket?"

"I have tickets, I have tickets!" Yan Jiefang said quickly.

When she heard that there were tickets, the old lady looked at Yan Jiefang straight in the eye. She smiled at the well-dressed and handsome man in front of her.

"There are only two kinds of bicycles here, Fei Ge and Phoenix. Fei Ge is 190 yuan, and Phoenix is ​​200 yuan. Which one do you want?" After the aunt said this, she turned around and pointed at the two bicycles behind her.

Yan Jiefang looked at the bicycles behind the old lady and immediately fell in love with the Fei Ge bicycle. Although it was a bit old-fashioned compared with modern bicycles, it was quite fashionable at that time.

"Comrade, I want this Fei Ge one." Yan Jiefang said as he took out nineteen Great Unity tickets and a bicycle ticket from his pocket.

The old lady took the money and counted it, then gave Yan Jiefang a receipt. She handed it to Yan Jiefang with a smile and reminded him, "Go to the police station to stamp it later. Don't forget."

Yan Jiefang took the receipt, thanked him with a smile, and rode his bicycle to the police station.

After spending two dollars to stamp my identity card at the police station and filing the form, I went straight back to the courtyard.