Siheyuan: A Cook in the 60s

Zhao Boxue walked up to his wife with a look of high spirits.

Haven't spoken yet.

His two children covered their eyes in advance.

They knew that whenever their father was about to speak out loudly, their mother would grab his ears and drag him into the room to give him a lesson.

They are all used to it, but they don’t know how Dad will offend Mom today.

Yi Meng looked at Zhao Boxue and felt her fingers itchy.

Before Zhao Boxue could say anything, her fingers subconsciously climbed up to his ears.

Zhao Boxue: …

Yi Meng: ...

"Well, wife, I haven't said it yet."

"Well, you say." Yi Meng stroked his ears gently without using any force, but his ears subconsciously turned red, as if it had become a conditioned reflex.

"I..." Zhao Boxue swallowed his saliva, straightened his chest, and finally spoke: "I want to work in my master's restaurant."

Yi Meng rolled her eyes, put down her hands and continued to work.

"No, I'm going to work at my master's restaurant. I'm resigning."

"I know."

"You won't punish me?"

Yi Meng stopped what she was doing and looked at Zhao Boxue: "It's ok if you want to clean it up."

"No need." Zhao Boxue stepped back repeatedly, and then seemed to remember something: "Wife, this time there are risks, why don't you object?"

"Where's the risk?" Yi Meng rolled her eyes. "I've asked my parents. Was this matter approved by the higher-ups or approved by the leaders? The leaders are very optimistic about this cooperation. The basic conditions are no problem. The first private restaurant in Sijiu City will always attract a lot of people. I've asked the girls at the newspaper. I guess the headline on the front page will be about Samadhi Restaurant."

"With the master's extraordinary craftsmanship, it is certain that we will become very popular." At this point, Yi Meng paused and glanced at Zhao Boxue: "Did the master say how much salary to offer? Don't be so generous. We are already this age, we can't still ask our family for money."

"No way! Master said that with my level, the starting price is two hundred."

"A month?"

"Of course. Can it last another year?!"

"The master always says to keep half of what he does and what he says. I estimate that this amount can be doubled. Go ahead and work for two months. First, bring back a TV for the two kids."

As soon as Yi Meng said this, the two kids no longer covered their eyes.

They all said: "Long live mom!!!"

"Say long live the people!" Zhao Boxue glared at them both.

“Mom is also a people!”

Yu Zhuangzhuang's home

Yu Zhuangzhuang's family gathered together for a meeting.

The house is not big, and with three children, Yu Zhuangzhuang's family is a typical example of a standard average residential area of ​​less than 4 square meters. Basically, the whole family lives in one room. Big and small, they squeeze together, and there is a radio next to them.

Yu Zhuangzhuang was smoking a cigarette, looking a little sad.

He is the only one who earns money in the family. His children are pretty good at studying. The eldest is in high school, the second is in junior high school, and the third is in elementary school. All of them need tuition. If he goes out and something happens to him, the children will be in trouble.

“If it doesn’t work, Zhuangzhuang, just tell the master that you can go in the evening, no problem, we can follow him. Besides, part-time job also means money.” Yu Zhuangzhuang’s wife is a typical rural woman, and she doesn’t have any ideas. She is really scared. She is afraid that something will happen to Yu Zhuangzhuang, or that something will happen to Yu Zhuangzhuang’s job.

"Not good."

Yu Zhuangzhuang and Yu Qingxiu spoke at the same time.

The eldest, Yu Qingxiu, was a girl who went to high school. She was smart. According to her teacher, she was very clever, good at studying, and nice to others. She would have a bright future. So she had some say in the family.

"What's wrong with that? What if something goes wrong?"

"Nothing will happen." Yu Qingxiu interrupted her mother and took over the conversation: "Our teacher said that XX Street is a typical example of a Sino-foreign joint venture, and the restaurant is a representative of individual businesses. It won't fail, and with my father's cooking skills, it won't fail if people go there to eat."

"But……"

"My father's master said that the advantage of working in the steel mill and working part-time in the restaurant at night is stability. But he didn't say anything bad about it."

"Yes, did he say anything bad about it?" Yu Zhuangzhuang's wife asked Yu Zhuangzhuang.

Yu Zhuangzhuang shook his head.

"The disadvantage is that those who work part-time are not considered our own people! If it were you, would you be willing to hire people who work part-time? Dad, this is the only chance. Publicly, he is your master. No matter what, the master makes the decision, and the apprentice must follow it. This is an eternal truth. Privately, the conditions there are definitely much better than those in the steel mill. Don't be confused!"

There are many people like Zhao Boxue and Yu Zhuangzhuang.

Some people are thinking about taking a part-time job, while others are thinking about giving up their stable jobs and working for Cao Wei.

Everyone has their own choice.

Just as Yu Qingxiu said, Cao Wei mentioned the advantages but not the disadvantages.

Just because it’s not said doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.

There are risks in abandoning everything and following along, and the trust given by Cao Wei is also different. However, these rules are hidden.

As soon as he returned to the courtyard, Sha Zhu came to the door rubbing his hands.

I knew that Cao Wei was going to make changes, but I didn’t expect it to be so big.

"Lao Cao, I have been waiting for a year, just waiting for your order, and I plan to follow you."

Cao Wei looked Sha Zhu up and down. "I say, you are the canteen director in the steel mill, right? Why are you so desperate to follow me? It shouldn't be that serious."

"Hey, the canteen director is nothing. I've seen clearly that in the steel mill, no matter what, you can only make a few dozen yuan a month. Above that, there's nothing. I'm not worried about Erzhu working under you, but the problem is Xiaozhu. You said this kid wants to study and has good grades. But if he goes to college, he has to pay tuition..."

"Wait wait wait, don't give me a sympathy. Going to college, there are subsidies. He went to college, so it's not a problem for him to support himself."

"Hey, having said that, we have to prepare more for him. If our family really has a college student, then the conditions have to be raised, otherwise it would be too embarrassing!" Sha Zhu raised his hand.

Cao Wei was amused: "Then tell me, what does it mean to raise the conditions?"

"At least we should buy a courtyard with two entrances. In the past, the scholars lived there."

Cao Wei: ...

"Good boy, you are so generous."

Cao Wei also wanted to buy the two-story courtyard, but he didn't have any spare money at the moment, so there was no need to rush. House prices would not rise in a short period of time.