The Lord of the World Begins from the Siheyuan

Luo Yun said proudly: "I write, draw, and read newspapers in this warm room, and I earn a salary of 45 yuan a month."

"There are still many people doing the badge business, and it's freezing cold outside. Why doesn't he want to come?"

There is a reason for such high wages.

Last spring, Li Ming promised Zhou Xiaobai an editorial salary of 46 yuan in the summer, but his digest tabloid failed to be launched.

He took this opportunity to make up for the promise he made last year, and Luo Yun and Zhang Haiyang were also given the same salary, even Scarface, who was watching the door.

Researchers hired from outside are paid by their employer, but are given a food subsidy of one yuan a day based on their attendance. The settlement will be unified at the end of the month, and the money will be distributed on the 2nd.

It's not that Li Ming is digging around, it's that it's not appropriate to give him more money at this time. The superiors are opposing economic regulations and strictly cracking down on the behavior of randomly distributing money.

Luo Yun is responsible for the trivial matters of calculating wages, registering and checking reimbursement invoices.

He left the matter of salary and payment to Zhou Xiaobai.

Holding the financial power of the institute, Zhou Xiaobai is now a veritable team leader.

Zhang Haiyang is responsible for external relations, as well as purchasing office supplies and other chores.

"Alas! Our school has become a negative example now. Everyone is hiding outside and not going back."

Bayi School is mostly populated by people like Luo Yun and Zhang Haiyang, who were relatively active at the beginning last year.

Now is the time to settle accounts.

Luo Yun has always been a part of the fun, and she smiled lightly and said:
  "That's just right. You can find more newspapers about construction failures."

Zhang Haiyang asked in confusion: "I wonder what Li Ming is looking for those things for?"

We had talked about it under the covers, and there was no need to keep it secret. Zhou Xiaobai explained:

"Collecting examples of our own failures into a booklet makes it easy for people with ulterior motives to find fault."

"Using foreign examples can not only police construction workers, but also prevent them from causing trouble."

Zhang Haiyang admired him: "You are so cautious! I am convinced by him."

Luo Yun quickly scanned a "Reference News". If there was no bad news about the project, she immediately changed it to another one.

"If he is not powerful, can he secure his position as section chief in the steel rolling mill?"

"So many people were dismissed from their factory. Not only did he have nothing to do, but he was promoted a small step. He also did a lot of things outside the factory."

Zhou Xiaobai didn't say anything. She didn't need to praise her boyfriend for his excellence.

She flipped through the newspaper carefully, hoping to find useful information.

Zhang Haiyang couldn't stop talking while checking the newspaper, "I wonder if he has found a noodle-making machine?"

"You should just calm down and do your own thing. He can even get things from abroad. I guess he has already got the machinery and equipment."

Luo Yun turned around and asked, "Xiaobai, do you think that's the case?"

Zhou Xiaobai was very sure in his heart and did not say: "I don't know."

The little beauty wondered if her boyfriend was in a meeting or busy with something at this time.
  At this time Li Ming had returned to the capital.

I was bored in the security department office and wrote a whistleblowing letter.

It is about cutting corners in the construction of public housing estates in Hong Kong City.

As soon as Lou Xiao'e heard about this, she immediately sent a letter breaking the news to the newspaper, which would inevitably lead to speculation.

Moreover, he said he planned to make it up, but in fact he still wanted to check it on the spot to ensure that he would not be unjustly accused.

The headlines in Hong Kong City tomorrow will be the news about ‘fish heads’.

If you break the news after the limelight of this matter has passed, the focus will not be diverted.

Due to multiple factors, he did not take immediate action and had to wait some time before sending the letter to several newspapers.

Bang bang bang bang bang.

"Please come in!"

Yang Dakui entered the room with a large stack of newspapers and closed the door with his feet, "Section Chief, this is today's newspaper."

"Is there anything new?"

Not referring to the big things that are talked about every day, Yang Dakui picked up the freshest one and said: "An 'Agricultural Production Command' will be established in Haidian to lead all work in a unified manner."

"Another new name, one that has popped up in the last three days."

"No, it's dazzling."

Li Ming picked up the top newspaper, "It turns out it's to prepare for spring plowing."

You can do anything now, as long as it doesn't affect food production.

There is no stability without food, and special attention is paid to food.

The whole year begins with spring, and now even the army has sent a large number of personnel and machinery to the fields to help with farm work.

With the participation of these Dinghai magic needles, agricultural production in most areas can be carried out smoothly.

It also allowed this year's grain production to continue to increase by 382 million tons to 2 million tons.

Compared with the previous year, there was an increase of more than 700 million tons, and the increase decreased by just over 300 million tons.

The newly added grain is not enough to feed the new population.

However, compared with the overall sharp decline in the industrial sector, growth is already a very good result.

Yang Dakui answered: "I guess they have the same idea as our city, we need to resume production as soon as possible."

"Growing food is even more urgent than in our factory. Preparations have to be made for spring plowing, ridge maintenance, wheat field management, and sweet potato seedling raising. If the farming season is delayed, it will be too late later."

Li Ming himself is considered a half-baked agricultural expert, so he certainly understands these things.

Yang Dakui hesitantly called out in a low voice: "Section Chief."

"If you fart, let it go."

Hearing this, Yang Dakui knew that Section Chief Li was in a good mood and said with a smile on his face:

"Section Chief, many people in our department also want to build that greenhouse. Do you think it will work?"

Li Ming rolled his eyes and continued to scan the contents of the tabloid quickly.

"I support you in principle, but with the current situation in the factory, you don't have time to go to the countryside to get active."

"We still have family."

Li Ming asked: "How about the old, weak, sick and disabled? The countryside is not peaceful now."

"And the current policy changes are relatively big. Maybe you have contributed money and efforts. When there are harvests, the greenhouses will be returned to the commune."

The smile on Yang Dakui's face disappeared, "Is it so serious?"

Li Ming explained seriously: "Where can you find someone stable now? Whether it's a commune or a brigade."

"It's nothing new for a new leader to disown previous accounts."

"Dongfeng Commune, which cooperates with our factory, is in a mess now."

"It's a pity that the Xiangyanghua Brigade has the money to expand the greenhouse. Otherwise, you can partner up with the Xiangyanghua Brigade to build a greenhouse."

Li Ming's instant noodles seasoning was prepared at the cannery of Xiangyanghua Brigade, which brought delicious enjoyment to the members and even took advantage of the people in the vegetable company.

I ate and drank instant noodles for free for most of the month.

Not tired of it yet.

It's just that some young people accidentally drank too much spicy soup, which made their butts hurt.

Yang Dakui and others had obviously discussed it carefully, "Where is the breeding farm where our factory purchases Sanke? They also jointly built a greenhouse there."

"There's no land left there, it's all planted with alfalfa. If you don't believe it, you can take a Procurement Department car to see it next time."

Yang Dakui said feebly, "Okay." Li Ming thought for a moment and then said, "Go and make statistics to see which family in Cory is in difficulty and which family has unemployed people waiting for work at home."

Yang Dakui asked in surprise: "Section Chief, what are you doing?"

Li Ming plans to recruit some of his own family members to work in the factory under his name. There are no employment quotas, so they can only be regarded as temporary workers, but it is not easy to find fixed temporary positions these days.

It was inappropriate to talk about it too early, so he made an excuse at random.

"I want to know about Corey's situation in advance. If there is a job recruitment somewhere next time, I can tell you in advance."

"If you know the news earlier than others, at least you can be at the front of the line, right?"

Yang Dakui nodded repeatedly and said with a smile: "Section Chief, you are the best to us. I will do this when I get back from delivering the newspaper."

Good jobs are in short supply at all times.

night.

The front yard of No. 95 Siheyuan.

Yi Zhonghai met Li Junyi, his neighbor who worked in a noodle factory.

"Are you eating?"

Li Junyi opened the door with a piece of steamed bun in his hand, "It's the uncle, is there something wrong?"

"Xiao Ming asked me and the second uncle to ask you for a favor. You eat first, and we will talk after you finish eating."

"It will be ready soon. Come in quickly."

Yi Zhonghai signaled: "Then go to Xiao Ming's room to discuss. Your second uncle is waiting there."

"Okay." Li Junyi thought to himself that the first uncle was running errands for the second uncle, and the bangs were getting bigger and bigger.

Li Ming's east wing room was blocked by a curtain, and the door was locked during the day. In the evening, after Bang Gang helped burn the kang, he left the door unlocked. Everyone in the courtyard knew that.

On the square table in the living room, there are rattan shell hot water kettles and enamel tea cups.

Liu Haizhong was sitting on the east side, drinking hot water with the old god already there.

Li Junyi came into the room and said: "Xiao Ming's room is not as warm as mine. It seems that Banggeng is lazy."

Liu Haizhong did not get up and commented: "Your house has also been renovated. It will naturally be warmer if there are more people in the house."

"Sit down quickly and pour yourself some hot water. The water from Xiao Ming's house tastes sweeter."

Ever since he became the deputy director of the workshop, Liu Haizhong has been fond of speaking in official terms and showing off his qualifications, and now that he is the director of the workshop, it is even more so.

Li Junyi has become accustomed to it, "Second uncle, why did you ask me to come here?"

Liu Haizhong looked at Yi Zhonghai, "Lao Yi, didn't you tell him?"

Yi Zhonghai sat down on the west side, "That's what happened."

"Xiao Ming wants me and the second uncle to go to your factory to see the entire process of making noodles."

"If it's not convenient to go, you can briefly describe or draw a diagram of the process and machines for making noodles."

Li Junyi put his heart back in his stomach. Just now, he had been thinking that it was something big.

Having been exposed to things like greenhouses, blackboard newspapers in the courtyard, and housewives studying ideas, people in the courtyard have a certain immunity to Li Ming's unconstrained ideas.

Li Junyi asked curiously: "First Master, Second Master, what are Xiao Ming planning to do?"

Yi Zhonghai replied: "He didn't say what specific use it was for. He just wanted me and your second uncle to give him a complete production line for making noodles."

"He wants us to go to your factory to see the specific production process first, so that we can have a concrete idea."

Li Junyi said confidently: "There are simple ways to make noodles, and there are also complicated ways."

"As simple as a noodle pressing machine is enough. For complex ones, there are noodle mixing machines, conveyor belts, noodle cutting machines and other equipment."

Liu Haizhong interjected: "It needs a whole set of machines to operate it."

"That's it." Li Junyi replied, "I have to go back to the factory and ask the leader first. If possible, I will take you two into the workshop to take a closer look."

Liu Haizhong asked with some dissatisfaction: "Who else is in charge of your factory? He hasn't left yet?"

Li Junyi replied: "It's a newcomer who came here for a visit."

Liu Haizhong said disdainfully: "What kind of leader is that? You might as well become the leader of your factory."

It's not that I haven't thought about it, but there is a lack of support. Li Junyi smiled sincerely and said: "How can I succeed? We don't have the ability, and there is no one to support it."

"With Xiao Ming's support, you will definitely be able to go up."

Liu Haizhong thought blindly that Li Ming asked the rural production team. After all, no private person can run a noodle factory these days, so he might as well get a factory to help.

Liu Haizhong actually guessed part of it, but it was not a manufacturer of dried noodles, but an instant noodle factory.

Li Ming had previously considered instant noodles as a relatively luxurious food from the perspective of ordinary people's consumption.

For export, the price of wheat has no advantage. The freight for imported wheat production and re-export is not cost-effective and uncompetitive.

The reason he originally used to deceive Zhang Haiyang and others was the needs of the troops. This was the reason why he thought he could build an instant noodle factory.

In plateau areas and bitterly cold areas, instant noodles are a very good supplement.

Cost requirements will not be so stringent.

Maintaining an instant noodle production line is no longer a problem.

When Li Ming was asked to get involved in the noodle factory, Li Junyi thought Liu Haizhong was joking.

"Xiao Ming doesn't interfere with the affairs of other factories. Your Guangtian committee member was taken down, and Xiao Ming didn't take any action."

Liu Haizhong had long forgotten that Liu Guangtian was pulled down. Just now he was in the habit of being a teacher in the factory. At this time, he already regretted his talk.

"That's right. Xiao Ming doesn't like to get involved in outside affairs."

"When you go back to the factory, say that our steel rolling mill wants to inspect your factory's production line."

Li Junyi promised: "I will go back to the factory tomorrow morning and ask. Although tomorrow is Sunday, the factory managers are in the factory every day."

Liu Haizhong ordered again: "Don't tell anyone about this beforehand."

"I won't tell you when I get home later."

at night.

The villa area of ​​Courtyard No. 2.

In Zhou Xiaobai's bed.

Chief Li hugged the little beauty and whispered.

Zhou Xiaobai asked in a low voice: "Is the food my mother cooked tonight good? I followed the recipes you gave me step by step."

Li Ming sincerely praised: "Yes, it's delicious. When I was eating, I complimented your mother on her cooking skills, and I wasn't just saying it in a polite way."

"I learned it twice and it tasted delicious. Your mother has a talent for cooking."

She was very happy to be recognized by her boyfriend, even though it was not Zhou Xiaobai's own cooking.

"Your neighbor Silly Zhu also writes in detail, making it easy for people to learn."

"My dad praised the recipe when he saw it. He said that it incorporated some techniques of making rice in a pot and could be distributed to the army's cooking classes as a study manual."

Li Ming said disapprovingly: "I originally suggested that he write home-cooked dishes and canteen hot pot dishes, practice frugality, and make full use of ingredients."

"It is very suitable for the army's needs for large canteens and small canteens."

Many of the previous factory leaders were retired from the army, and they were all members of the same group. Naturally, the canteens set up by the factory would be similar to those in the army.

"You asked that stupid Zhu to write like this, right? The chef in the cafeteria doesn't look like he can write in such an organized way."

"Well, I asked him to write down each step clearly, including a few minutes and a few spoons of salt. Silly Zhu's wife is a teacher and helped him organize the text."

Zhou Xiaobai's waxy voice said in his ear: "Then tell them to finish writing quickly." (End of Chapter)