After Zhang Zhonghua watched his leader leave, he looked at his watch and saw that it was almost a little late, so he didn't plan to go home to cook. His cooking skills were relatively average, so he might as well eat out.
So I found a state-owned restaurant on the street and had a simple meal. The most unaccustomed thing to Zhang Zhonghua in this era is the service attitude. The identities of customers and restaurants are completely reversed. The restaurant is God, and the waiter looks at your nose.
Nose and eyes are not eyes. But think about it, everyone is equal, why should you be regarded as God? Eat what you like, and pull you down if you don’t.
Zhang Zhonghua ordered two steamed buns and two vegetables, one meat and one vegetarian. After finishing the meal, he said that this dish was really good, natural and pollution-free, because there was not so much feed.
After dinner, Zhang Zhonghua ordered a few more meat buns, planning to take them back and heat them up for dinner in the evening.
After leaving the state-owned hotel, I put the buns in the bicycle basket, climbed on the two large bicycles and went back to the courtyard.
The journey was so fast that it caused a cry of exclamation, and in an instant, we were back in the courtyard.
As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw an old deaf lady and an aunt enjoying the cool air in the courtyard. Although this city is not as hot as later generations, it is still quite hot this summer. The old deaf lady is old and cannot bear the cold or heat.
So at noon in summer, I basically enjoy the coolness in a shady place outside the house.
"Madam, where are you enjoying the cool weather?"
Zhang Zhonghua stepped forward to say hello. Although the deaf old lady was not as good as Silly Zhu to him, she was still nice to him.
On the one hand, as mentioned earlier, Zhang Zhonghua’s parents worked in the Public Security Bureau and did not have fixed working hours. Therefore, when he was a child, he often ate and slept in the house of an old deaf lady. Although the protagonist traveled through time, he still took over someone else’s body.
, so he also recognizes his own people who are good to him;
On the other hand, Zhang Zhonghua is the orphan of a martyr, and the deaf old lady is the widow of a martyr. It is said that people flock together and birds of a feather flock together, so the deaf old lady came to visit Zhang Zhonghua many times after his parents passed away.
Therefore, Zhang Zhonghua also expressed his closeness to the deaf old lady. After all, there was no enmity in the past, and we will talk about it later.
"Xiaohua is back? Where have you been? I haven't seen you go out for a while."
When the deaf old lady saw Zhang Zhonghua, she immediately smiled so hard that she couldn't see her eyes and opened her mouth to say hello to him.
"I haven't gone anywhere. I haven't been bored for a long time. Let's go out and relax."
Zhang Zhonghua walked up to the deaf old lady, half-crouched in front of her, greeted her, and deliberately raised his voice when speaking.
"I can hear you, you little bastard, you really think you're a wife, am I deaf? You might as well go out for a walk to change your mood."
The deaf old lady pulled Zhang Zhonghua and said.
"I just told you that Xiaohua went out, but you still didn't believe it, so believe it now!"
The eldest mother said with a smile.
"What did you say? I can't hear you!"
Come on, I wasn’t sure when I was watching a TV series in my previous life, but now it’s proven that this old lady is just pretending to be deaf. She can hear what she wants to hear, but can’t hear what she doesn’t want to hear. Otherwise, the deaf old lady is pretending to be deaf and dumb, which is dazzling.
Ming.
"Old lady, you..."
The aunt made the deaf old lady speechless.
"Madam, have you eaten?"
"Eat, eat, your aunt made it for lunch."
Zhang Zhonghua chatted with the deaf old lady for a while and then went back to the house and called out the panel.
Name: Zhang Zhonghua
Age: 18 years old
Strength:11(10)
Agility:10(10)
Intelligence:9(10)
Constitution:11(10)
Skills: High school knowledge
Fighting Mastery Level 4 (10/300)
Cooking Mastery Level 2 (5/30)
Marksmanship Mastery Level 3 (43/100)
…
On-hook position:1/1
On-hook skills:
1, Fighting Mastery: 05:37:04
Items: 0
Task:
Task one work
Mission content: Please find a job.
Mission reward: 1 free attribute point, 1 cubic meter of storage space.
The mission has not been completed yet. It should be completed after reporting.
Fighting Mastery hung up at 05:37:04.
Zhang Zhonghua silently calculated in his mind that it was enough to upgrade.
"Extract proficiency points."
"Ding, the proficiency points have been extracted and the combat proficiency has been upgraded."
Name: Zhang Zhongguo
Age: 18 years old
Strength:11(10)
Agility:10(10)
Intelligence:9(10)
Constitution:11(10)
Skills: High school knowledge
Fighting Mastery Level 3 (77/100)
Cooking Mastery Level 2 (5/30)
Marksmanship Mastery Level 3 (43/100)
…
On-hook position:1/1
On-hook skills:
1, Fighting Mastery: 04:25:47
Items: 0
Task:
Task one work
Mission content: Please find a job.
Mission reward: 1 free attribute point, 1 cubic meter of storage space.
Zhang Zhonghua was very excited when he saw that his fighting proficiency was upgraded from level 3 to level 4. If he had to practice hard, even if he was talented, it would take months at least.
Following the fighting thoughts that suddenly appeared in his brain, Zhang Zhonghua was gesticulating in the room, wanting to punch He Yuzhu, the god of war, and kick Xu Damao, the villain. No, He Yuzhu didn't provoke me, why should I hit him?
"It's swollen, it's swollen. You may not be able to win against He Yuzhu."
It's unclear what He Yuzhu's fighting skills and physical fitness are, but as a chef who has practiced cooking since childhood and worked in a steel rolling mill for ten years, his arm strength and waist and abdominal strength are no joke.
Well, I have to keep a low profile. If I reach the eighth level of combat proficiency, I will definitely be invincible. When the time comes, I can punch He Yuzhu, the god of war, and kick the villain Xu Damao.
Wait, why are you always thinking about beating He Yuzhu? This is not good
In the Siheyuan fan novels I read in my previous life, people who stole things were criticized and educated. They acted like gangsters and got into fights, but they were only released after being locked up for a few months. He Yuzhu beat people half to death and was fine.
In this era, it is absolutely wise to do things in a high profile and be low-key. Moreover, I have no idea what I will do in the next few years. I am not a person with any great ideals and ambitions. At this time, keeping a low profile is the best policy.
In the next ten years or so, what Zhang Zhonghua has to do is to accumulate foundation. In the future, he will build more than a dozen yards. Once they are demolished, he will be a veritable landlord. Invest in well-known enterprises for future generations, collect rent and dividends every day, and listen to cross talk.
Look how good the show is.
It's okay to start a small industry, but if you really build a large enterprise with hundreds of thousands of employees, how much trouble do you have to worry about? As for hard work and struggle, why should we bother to live a good life easily?
How big a difference is there between living a life with several billions of assets and tens of billions of assets?
Although Zhang Zhonghua has never seen it, it seems to be similar.
And is it not good to be a big boss behind the scenes and an invisible rich man?
The next morning, a jeep parked at the entrance of the courtyard. A young man got out of the car and stepped into the courtyard.
"Hey, who are you looking for?"
This is the third uncle Yan Bugui. He went out early in the morning and saw the young man coming in and asked.
The third uncle, Yan Bugui, lives in the front yard. Because his working hours are relatively fixed and there is no overtime work, he is in charge of the key to the courtyard door and opens the door for those who come back late at night.
Of course, there are also people who secretly go to the black market at night, and every time they have to pay Yanbugui 15 cents. Everyone knows that they go to the black market secretly these days. Sometimes people from the same hospital even pretend not to know each other when they meet. There is no way, the supplies are relatively scarce.
, we can only adjust it among the neighbors. If we can't adjust it, we can only go to the black market.
The superiors are also aware of the existence of the black market, and they all acquiesce in it. As long as it is not too big, no one will care about it. However, they will clean it up regularly. If they are caught trying to exchange things, they will be criticized and educated. Of course, if they are caught speculating, they will be shot directly.
of.
"Hello, old comrade, I'm looking for Comrade Zhang Zhonghua. Does he live in this courtyard?"
the young man asked politely.
"Look for Xiaohua. Yes, he lives in this courtyard, in the middle courtyard. I will take you there."
After saying this, Yan Bugui led the young man to the middle courtyard, and soon arrived in front of Zhang Zhonghua's door.
"Xiaohua, Xiaohua, someone is looking for you."
Zhang Zhonghua had already finished breakfast and was thinking about what to do today when he heard the third uncle Yan Bugui knocking on the door, so he opened the door and walked out.
"Hello, Mr. Third, who is looking for me?"
When Zhang Zhonghua went out, he saw the third uncle Yan Bugui leading a young man at the door.
"It's this young man. Let's talk."
"Comrade, who are you?"
Zhang Zhonghua looked at the person in front of him in confusion. Who is this? He doesn’t even know him.
"Hello Comrade Zhang Zhonghua, I am the secretary of the big leader. My surname is Wang. You can just call me Secretary Wang. I am here to send you a letter of introduction today and take you to the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill to report."
Secretary Wang also looked at Zhang Zhonghua, and he probably knew Zhang Zhonghua's situation. This young man who seemed a little immature had a huge network of connections behind him.
Of course, Zhang Zhonghua himself is also very good. He had outstanding grades in school. He was destined to be admitted to university. Unfortunately, something unexpected happened and he gave up even the college entrance examination in order to deal with his parents' funeral.
Although it is already New China, "filial piety" has been throughout China for five thousand years. No matter when, "filial piety" is the most valued character. A filial person will probably not be a bad person.
"Go and report. It's so fast. I thought I had to wait a few days. Okay, Brother Wang, let's set off now."
Yes, you are called Brother Wang. They are being polite to you and ask you to call you Secretary Wang, but you really call yourself Secretary Wang? Then you are really stupid.
Zhang Zhonghua followed Secretary Wang outside the courtyard.
"Xiaohua, what are you doing here?"
The third uncle Yan Bugui, who was watering his pots of flowers, saw Zhang Zhonghua walking out with the young man just now and stepped forward and asked.
"Third uncle, haven't I graduated from high school? I'm not going to go to college. I'm just going to work. No, I've been assigned to the steel rolling mill to report today."
"Are you ready to work? That's good. If you have a job, you will get a salary, and you won't have to sit back and have nothing."
Hearing that Zhang Zhonghua was getting ready for work, the third uncle Yan Bugui was also very happy for Zhang Zhonghua and felt sorry that he would not continue school. Yan Bugui knew that Zhang Zhonghua's academic performance was outstanding in the entire Fourth and Nine Cities. He would take the exam again next year.
He will definitely pass the exam. But he doesn’t know that the college entrance exam will be stopped next year.
"Okay, third uncle, please continue watering your flowers. I'll go report."
After saying that, he left. The third uncle also walked a few steps away, and his eyes widened as he watched Zhang Zhonghua and Secretary Wang get into the jeep.
"Oh my God, Zhang Zhonghua is really incredible in running a jeep."
Yan Bugui sighed as he watched the jeep go away. At the same time, he made up his mind to have a good relationship with Zhang Zhonghua.
