The Beginning of Siheyuan: The Pig Killer of Qinjia Village

Jia Dongxu analyzed seriously. "Wife, I don't think it's easy. Don't you see how hard it is to find a job now? Yan Jiecheng from the front yard graduated from high school, but he can only wander around every day. Sha Zhu from our yard has been learning to be a cook for so many years, but he has not been seen working since he came back recently.

And Xu Damao in the backyard learned to project movies from his father, but he didn't get paid and was waiting for a job. Just think about it, even Xu Fugui couldn't get a job with his connections in the factory, so it's hard for the master either."

"Cousin, can we ask first? The master is very kind to us, maybe he can find a solution."

Zhang Xiaoyu also knew that it was hard to find a job, and she didn't hold out much hope in her heart, but she had to try so that she would have a chance, and at the very least, she would get some compensation for it...

Jia Dongxu thought about it and it made sense. "Okay, I'll go talk to him tomorrow."

Similar to the Jia family, the Yi family was also talking about the Jia family.

"Shuzhen, now that the coupon system has been fully implemented, even cornmeal needs a coupon. Dongxu's family is not living as well as before."

Yi Zhonghai was coaxing his daughter to sleep, holding her in his arms and walking back and forth, rocking her gently. His palms and backs were all made of flesh, and he still had to care about his son's affairs.

He knew all the situations of Jia family. Jia Zhang could eat as much as two people. In order to make her feel at ease staying in the village, she never lacked food. For this reason, he subsidized Jia family with five yuan every month.

"Now all food needs coupons, and our family doesn't have much money. We can help the Jia family temporarily, but we can't help them forever. How about you give us another five dollars? Some people were dealing with flour coupons before, but now that it's fully implemented, there must be food coupons for sale in Pigeon City."

Gao Shuzhen always turned a blind eye to Yi Zhonghai's desire to help Jia Dongxu, as long as he didn't hide it from her. No matter what, the two of them were father and son by blood.

"This is only a temporary solution, not a permanent one, isn't it? Just like you said, it can help temporarily, but it's not a long-term solution."

"The problem lies with Zhang Cuihua. She eats so much. Without her, there would be no problem."

Gao Shuzhen's words hit the nail on the head. If it weren't for Jia Zhangshi, the Jia family of four would have enough food from the land. After all, Banggeng and Xiaodang were still young and couldn't eat much.

"Forget it, let's do as you say."

Yi Zhonghai couldn't think of any other solution for a moment. The Jia family's affairs were too complicated, and Jia Zhang had fixed everything.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

"Uncle, are you asleep?" He Yuzhu knocked on the door and shouted.

"Zhu Zi is here. Give me the treasure." Gao Shuzhen reached out to take the child.

Yi Zhonghai carefully handed his daughter to Gao Shuzhen on the bed, put on his cotton coat and came out to open the door.

"Zhu Zi is here, come in and sit down."

He Yuzhu shook his head and said, "No, uncle, I just came to ask you about work."

Yi Zhonghai sighed. "It's hard to find a job now. I've asked for you. Even if you have the skills, it will probably cost you four or five hundred yuan. I'm going to look for someone else to see if I can spend less."

He was only a seventh-level fitter, and he was not omnipotent. Now the factory was owned by the state, and things were different from before. He had promised He Daqing that he could only try his best to help him spend less money to get Sha Zhu into the factory.

He Yuzhu was shocked when he heard this. If it costs four or five hundred yuan to enter a steel rolling mill, then it would cost the same for Brother Wei to enter the Victory Canning Factory...

The thought flashed through his mind, and he said directly, "Uncle, don't be busy looking for someone for me at the steel mill. Brother Wei said he would introduce me to the Victory Canning Factory. I'll go and try it first."

He didn't say anything definite, as he had his own plans in mind. He thought that nothing is absolute, what if the test is too strict and he fails?

"Oh! That's great! The Victory Canning Factory offers better treatment than the Steel Rolling Mill. Are you sure you can get in?"

Yi Zhonghai was surprised. It was hard to find a job now. The starting salary for any job behind the scenes was five hundred yuan, and an ordinary job in a steel rolling mill was sold for seven or eight hundred yuan.

As for the jobs at Victory Cannery, they are invaluable.

It seems that He Daqing has made two preparations. Since this has happened, it should be a sure thing. But the cost must be high. Otherwise, even if Chang Wei is an eighth-level slaughter worker, it would be difficult to arrange for someone to come in.

But this saves him trouble and he doesn't have to use favors, which is good!

"They said they would test your cooking skills, but I feel like it should be no problem."

"That's good. You've been learning cooking for so many years, so it's easy for you to cook a big pot of food."

"Well, uncle, I'll be leaving first." He Yuzhu said hello and turned to leave.

I was thinking about introducing him to the Victory Canning Factory. Judging from Chang Wei's appearance, he didn't spend any money, so he used his connections. The favor he owed must be quite a lot...

"Go!"

After He Yuzhu left, Yi Zhonghai came back to the room, saw that his daughter was asleep, and quietly climbed onto the bed.

"Old Yi, what's the matter with Zhuzi coming here?" Gao Shuzhen asked in a low voice.

"As for work, Chang Wei said he would introduce him to the Victory Cannery. I think he should be able to get the job." Yi Zhonghai also lowered his voice.

"That's great. I heard the benefits are the best in our city, but it's not easy to get in."

"Well, a job in the steel mill is worth seven or eight hundred. I guess He Daqing paid a lot for Zhuzi's job this time."

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the next day.

There is a children's playground built in the backyard of Mentou Hutong, where Chang Wei plays with several children.

Liu Lan took He Yushui and Qin Jingru out shopping. The two girls finally had a day off and couldn't stay at home.

Qin Huairu and several other women were performing another drama and gathering together to chat.

Qin Huairu said aggrievedly. "Huizhen, I decided to choose your tavern for this public-private partnership pilot. I spent a lot of effort last night and went through 81 difficulties to get the sutra from the owner."

Chen Xueru teased. "Sister Huairu, are you seriously seeking the scriptures?"

Tian Zao nursed Xiao Jiu and continued with a smile. "It must be a serious journey to seek Buddhist scriptures." She deliberately dragged out her words.

All the girls understood immediately and smiled charmingly, filling the garden with spring colors.

After a while of laughter, Xu Huizhen asked, "Sister Huairu, what does Awei say about the pilot project? I'll go back and tell Cai Quanwu and his wife."

She still runs the tavern, mainly because of her promise to He Shengqiao to keep the tavern going, otherwise she would have returned it to He Yongqiang long ago. And now she is focusing her main energy on the Red Education Class, and the tavern is managed by Cai Quanwu and his wife.

Some things can be changed, but illness is unchangeable. Coupled with an accidental fall, Mr. He passed away at the beginning of winter.

Qin Huairu raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "Huizhen, do you know Fan Jinyou? The boss said that we can use this person."

Xu Huizhen nodded. "I know him. He's been a regular customer of the tavern for the past two years. I heard that the first batch of activists in the street were in need of staff. Since I have some education, I took the opportunity to apply for the position of external staff of Qianmen Street Office.

But this person is not very good. He has a tiny amount of power, but he likes to use chicken feathers as a token of authority. He is jokingly called a Fan cadre. "

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