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Chapter Twelve Master, you are not benevolent

When it was time to get off work, Yi Chuanzong went directly to the factory gate and waited.

"Inheriting the clan, where are you waiting for the uncle?" A strange, tall and thin young co-worker asked aloud.

Yi Chuanzong's eyes were slightly surprised, because he didn't know this person, but he still said with a smile, "Waiting for the workshop director Wang Defa, we have agreed to come to my house for dinner tonight."

The man was suddenly enlightened upon hearing this, "Director Wang, you are so blessed. Wild boar meat is very fragrant, isn't it?"

Yi Chuanzong smiled and invited: "Does it smell good? Let's try it together tonight?"

The tall and thin young man was naturally moved after hearing this, but he also knew that Yi Chuanzong just said it casually.

This is the first time the two of them are talking. Pork is so expensive at this time. If he agrees but fails, he will be embarrassed later. Just listen to some of the scenes.

"No, no, my mother-in-law has already prepared the meal."

Yi Chuanzong just smiled and nodded. What he said just now was really not a formal statement. It must be a little distressing for many people to eat, but it is not as distressing as the people here.

The food arranged by his aunt has been very good since he arrived in the city. The day before yesterday was the Quanjude roast duck, and yesterday was the braised pork feast. The hunger and thirst he felt before has almost disappeared, and there are still two hundred kilograms of meat waiting for him to eat.

After waiting for a few minutes, the uncle came over. After a few more minutes, Yi Chuanzong shouted into the factory, "Director Wang, this way!"

Director Wang smiled cheerfully, his loud voice was really clear, and said goodbye to several people around him. Then he came over and said, "Master Yi, it's just a registration matter. There is no need to treat me. It's just your face. If you don't want to treat me,

Can we still do it?”

Yi Zhonghai smiled and said, "I wanted to invite Director Wang to come here before. Chuanzong learns very quickly in the workshop. It really makes no sense for me not to invite you for the task that you have taken so much trouble to arrange. I just happened to have some braised pork at home, so I can do it.

Serve."

Director Wang then looked at Yi Chuanzong and said with a smile: "I killed a wild boar. If this thing cannot be put on the table, then there will be nothing that can be put on the table. Today, my colleagues in the office keep asking me, is it

Didn't someone really kill a wild boar in the workshop?"

Yi Chuanzong grinned, "Why isn't it true? Come on, let's go to the courtyard. Look at the plucked wild boar skin. The tusks are still shining!"

Yi Zhonghai also smiled at this time and said: "Director Wang, let's go. We just have a normal meal. Today there is meat. In a few days, it may just be steamed buns, dry food and pickles!"

Director Wang was then pulled forward by the two of them, "I don't have time to spare for steamed buns and pickles. I was thinking about applying for the subsidy for Chuanzong. Even if I don't pay for it and give him some food stamps, it's fine. His appetite is huge."

It’s a difficult problem.”

Yi Zhonghai nodded, "I used to exchange some food stamps through the neighborhood committee and neighbors in several neighboring compounds. I also reported this matter to the street office. I hope to get more food stamps every month, even if it costs money.

You can buy it, after all, the ticket for one person is really not enough to eat, but they haven’t sent me a letter yet.”

Yi Chuanzong raised his eyebrows slightly. He knew that he was exchanging food stamps with his neighbors, but he didn't know that the elder actually told the street office.

Everyone's food quota has a standard. Logically speaking, this kind of thing will not be approved, but now it seems that there are still some clues?

He somewhat underestimated the reputation of the senior official. It was not as simple as shouting at the top of his lungs to open a hospital meeting. It was a link between the masses and the higher-ups.

Originally, when he was on vacation, he was still thinking about taking some time to go shopping in the black market and come back with food stamps on time.

The price of a pound of white flour is 17 cents, plus a pound of fine grain stamps. But buying white flour directly on the black market costs 1 pound of 2 cents, and a fine grain stamp is almost three cents.

Three yuan can be exchanged for 100 kilograms of fine grain coupons. The money and coupons are bought together into flour and made into steamed buns, which is 140 to 50 kilograms, enough for him to eat for six or seven days.

The main reason is that it is difficult to exchange. It would be easier to buy food directly with money, but it is more difficult when it comes to food stamps. He was also a little worried.

Now it seems that I won’t use it for the time being, or maybe I have time to communicate with my uncle and ask if I should go to the black market to exchange for some.

All the way back to the courtyard, the third uncle in the front yard was looking at succulents again. Seeing the three people coming over talking and laughing, he quickly greeted: "Hey, Director Wang, why are you here?"

Yan Jiecheng has been an apprentice in the Sixth Workshop for two years, and the third uncle also knows Director Wang. Gu Miao

Yi Zhonghai said with a smile: "It has been more than half a month since Chuanzong joined the factory. Director Wang has been busy arranging work. We just took this opportunity to have a meal together."

Director Wang tilted his head slightly and asked, "Who are you?"

The third uncle smiled warmly, "My eldest son Yan Jiecheng works in your workshop, and I saw you when I saw him off."

"Oh!" Director Wang's expression suddenly dawned, "I remembered, you are a teacher, right? A primary school teacher? I've heard of it!"

"Hey! Hey! Yes!" The third uncle responded with a smile. Even the workshop director in the factory had heard of him, which made him extremely happy.

He looked at the old man eagerly, and it was obvious from his look that he saw someone coming and wanted to ask if there was a chance to get some food!

Yi Zhonghai smiled happily. No one knew the tempers of the two uncles in the yard better than him. The third uncle was licking his face. Of course he would not take advantage of the third uncle's face.

"Third uncle, why don't we come over for a drink together?"

"Hey! That's a good relationship. I also have a bottle of Xifeng wine here! Since Director Wang is here, I'll take it over and drink it together!"

The third uncle's words are very flattering. It is difficult to eat well at this time. This wine, regardless of whether it is loose wine or bottled, is very expensive!

Bulk wine is cheap at only two or three cents per catty, bottled wine is even cheaper at supply and marketing cooperatives, and it costs seven or eight cents. This Xifeng wine is only one yuan a bottle!

Director Wang is relatively happy. Although Yan Jiecheng is not very good at work, the father in this family is still very good at doing things.

Yi Chuanzong had been listening with his ears perked up for a long time. He was disgusted that he was just here to have a meal, and he didn't say anything. But when he heard that the third uncle was coming over with wine!

His heart suddenly became anxious!

If others don’t know, doesn’t he still know?

The third uncle is so calculating!

Xifeng wine is not a sauce-flavored wine, but a unique phoenix-flavored wine. The indispensable part of the manufacturing process is blending. However, other people’s Xifeng wine is a blend of puree, alcohol, and essence from different years, and Sanyeye’s blending is

Totally watered down!

"Third uncle, you came just as you came, what kind of wine did you bring? There is wine at home, and I have been preparing to treat Director Wang to dinner. I have prepared two bottles of 56-degree Fenjiu at home. Just let the people come over!"

"

Yi Chuanzong wanted to say this through gritted teeth. Due to multiple blends, Xifeng wine has a mellow and fragrant taste, which is clear but not light, rich but not bright. Generally speaking, the taste is between light fragrance and strong fragrance.

It also contains two flavors.

If a wine like Third Uncle is mixed with water, it will definitely not be strong if it is strong, and it will definitely be weak if it is weak. This will make people drink it as soon as they drink it. Wouldn't it be embarrassing then?

The braised pork that costs several dollars is placed on the table, and the wine that costs one dollar goes wrong. There is no such thing as burying people!

"Don't bring it? How embarrassing is that? There are no appetizers at home, so I'll bring some jujubes over and let's have some as snacks before meals! We'll have wine later!" the third uncle said with a smile.

Yi Zhonghai was already used to the appearance of the third uncle, so he happily greeted Director Wang and walked home.

Yi Chuanzong gritted his teeth and said, "Third uncle, thank you so much!"

I really want to bring something with me, but why can’t I bring something to go with the food? Peanuts are not designated, and now except for Chinese New Year, there are no peanuts and melon seeds. But apples, pears, etc. are better than jujubes.

"You're welcome! You're welcome! You go ahead, I'll be there in a minute!" After saying this, the third uncle was as if he had stolen two old hens, trembling up and down and ran towards the house, having a meal of wine and meat, which was quite happy!

Yi Chuanzong laughed angrily, shook his head and walked towards home, thinking secretly: "Third uncle, I will remember this now! If you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust! How much advantage you have taken now, you will have to spit it out in the future.

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