Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 459 458 Food Savings
Some routes of the escort department are already in the pre-assessment stage. Every time a mail truck is escorted back, the escort officer must submit a set of data.

The promotion situations in different regions can be analyzed and compared based on these data.

Zhang Jinbo had never done this kind of work before. He spent two days trying to figure it out like a cat trying to pull out twine. Not only did he fail to figure it out, he almost got himself tangled up in it.

So after coordination by Fangyuan, the job finally returned to Tang Zhitong.

After coming out of the Material Bureau, Tang Zhitong returned to the escort department for this matter.

As a capitalist's slave, before Tang Zhitong came here, in addition to taking the blame and working hard, he was also responsible for organizing huge amounts of data and analyzing it from various dimensions in order to find out what the boss is currently concerned about, that is in line with the interests of the department, and that is recognized by the department leaders.

It can be said to be a combination of carving on shit and carving on tofu. It is not only useless, but also very difficult.

Do you really think the boss can see the real operating conditions?

Stop talking nonsense. The middle management is trying to get various policies, various fees, loopholes and more reimbursements from the company, and the bottom sales are trying to use the company's platform to contact private jobs outside to make extra money. Who is on the same side as the company? Are you crazy?

The boss may have some idea of ​​what his subordinates are doing, but he is busy reaping profits from the IPO and can only focus his limited energy on the side with greater benefits.

Because of his experience, Tang Zhitong never trades in stocks. What about those disclosed information? Haha.

Unless there is a stable and reliable information gap, you will be harvested like leeks.

Thanks to the beating from the capitalists, Tang Zhitong was able to handle the data feedback from the escorts with ease.

The work in the Finance Department was not busy, so Tang Zhitong took Ma Wei as his assistant and taught her step by step, hand in hand, without keeping anything to herself.

How to process and analyze data, what information can be extracted from it, etc.

I also drew a table, with train numbers as the unit, one table for each train, as the original data.

In this age without electronic spreadsheets, if the table of original data is not well designed, it will be a headache when extracting data later.

Ma Wei studied very seriously and attentively. She did whatever she was asked to do, which saved Tang Zhitong a lot of worry.

Tang Zhitong was very pleased that he would be able to lead the team for a few days and then be able to work independently.

It takes a long time to teach and learn.

"Where are you going?" Tang Zhitong looked at the sky outside, which was already dark, and asked.

"Chief Tang, you don't have to see me off. I can walk by myself." Ma Wei understood what Tang Zhitong meant and shook her head to indicate that she could do it.

"You're welcome. Safety first." Tang Zhitong packed up his things, put on his gloves, went to the door to light a cigarette, and waited for Ma Wei.

Ma Wei smiled and didn't say no. She packed her things, wrapped her scarf around her neck, put on her bag, turned off the lights in the office, left the office and locked the door. She stopped and asked Tang Zhitong, "Chief Tang, are we leaving now?"

"Let's go. I'll follow you and we'll separate when we get to a crowded place." Tang Zhitong nodded and motioned Ma Wei to go first.

The two of them pushed their bicycles, one in front and one behind, in the dark and there was no communication.

After exiting Yongdingmen Railway Station, turn east, then turn left and go north through Yongdingmen.

Tang Zhitong deliberately lagged behind Ma Wei by two or three car bodies to ensure that he could see her while keeping an appropriate distance.

After entering Yongdingmen is the overpass. This area used to be the territory of the poor, but now it is a place for street performers and there are a lot of trivial things going on.

To the east of Tianqiao North Street is the Goldfish Pond, which was a goldfish breeding base during the Ming and Qing Dynasties. It was a semi-official and semi-private existence. The court provided salaries and uniforms, but there were no ranks.

After the Xinhai Revolution, the goldfish pond was forcibly occupied and changed hands. A new fish farm was opened and the original goldfish farmers moved to the Zhongshan Park mentioned in the previous article.

Despite this, we cannot underestimate the families who raise goldfish. They are able to get close to many powerful people and regularly send various rare species of goldfish to the homes of various upper-class people.

Even in the new society, goldfish breeding has not been abandoned but has been developed and promoted. It can be said that the inheritance is orderly. After all, it is a craft that has been passed down for several generations.

However, the one who occupied the goldfish pond, his fish farm went bankrupt not long after it started.

Breeding goldfish is a technical job. Goldfish don't recognize any dignitaries. If you don't take good care of them, they will die in front of you.

There was no one at the fish farm, and with the invasion of the little notebook, the goldfish pond became dilapidated. This defeat brought liberation.

After liberation, the goldfish pond was well planned and a park was built, but the spring stopped spraying.

Later, the land was filled up and a residential area was built, leaving only the place name.

After passing the front door, Ma Wei stopped.

"Chief Tang, it's getting late. You should go home too. I can walk the rest of the way by myself."

"Okay. Then you take care of yourself." The lights in front of him were bright, and Tang Zhitong didn't waste any words. He turned the car around and headed home.

On the way, I was still thinking, it turns out that Ma Wei lives in the inner city...

When Tang Zhitong got home, there was a pot on the stove, boiling water. The family members had already finished their meal and were busy with their own work.

Student Xiao Wang’s self-defense training for his two younger sisters has come to an end. How can they have the energy to learn when they don’t even have enough to eat?

"Wash your hands, I'll heat up some food for you." Xiao Wang said as she put down the sweater she was crocheting when she saw her husband coming back.

"No need. It's not that cold in the house." Tang Zhitong refused. He had worked overtime for a while and was very hungry. It didn't matter whether the food was cold or not. The most important thing was to fill his stomach first.

Seeing Tang Zhitong sitting down and stuffing the food into his mouth, Xiao Wang finally stopped trying to persuade him.

The two of them got married this year, and they used a lot of cloth coupons on bedding and other things. Except for a batch of processed cloth that Tang Zhitong got in the first half of the year and used to make a set of clothes and a uniform issued by the unit, no one in the Tang family bought any extra clothes.

A while ago, I heard from a colleague at work that the supply of wool has become tight. Xiao Wang thought that while it is still available, he should knit a sweater for every family member.

From knitting scarves for Tang Zhitong last winter to knitting scarves for my two sisters-in-law this year, my skills have improved a lot.

Tang Zhitong and Fengzhen have already finished knitting theirs, and this one is Fengzhi's, but they don't have enough wool, so they have to wait until next month when they get their salary to buy more.

After Tang Zhitong finished her meal, classmate Xiao Wang winked at her man and the two of them went outside.

"I saw our mother holding her chest today. When I asked her what was wrong, she wouldn't tell me." Wang was afraid that Tang Zhitong would be too anxious to eat, so he waited until he finished his meal before telling her. "Okay, I got it. I'll ask her later." Tang Zhitong nodded. There are only two reasons for chest discomfort: one is the heart, and the other is the stomach.

Tang Zhitong felt that the latter was more likely.

"Mom, I heard from Jingwen that you have stomach discomfort? Should I take you to the hospital?" Tang Zhitong asked after entering the house.

"Oh, it's okay, I just feel a little heartburn. I'll be fine after eating something." Zhang Guifang said lightly.

"Brother, our mother has been tossing and turning and can't sleep these past few nights." Feng Zhen was listening at the side, and seeing that Zhang Guifang was unwilling to go, she interrupted.

"Just do your homework, what nonsense are you talking about?" Zhang Guifang scolded her daughter, still being stubborn.

"Mom, tell me the truth, did you share your lunch with Fengzhi at noon?" In the current environment, the stomach discomfort was mostly caused by hunger. Tang Zhitong's first reaction was that Zhang Guifang prepared a special meal for Fengzhi, because everyone ate together in the morning and evening, and except for Fengzhi who ate a little less, everyone else ate about the same amount.

"Brother, I didn't eat much at noon, and I endured being hungry." Fengzhi became unhappy when she heard this. She felt wronged, and pouted with tears in her eyes.

"What are you talking about, kid? How could I favor Fengzhi alone? Come, my girl, let mommy hold you." Zhang Guifang was also unhappy and opened her arms towards Fengzhi.

Classmate Xiao Wang kept rolling his eyes at Tang Zhitong behind his back, offending several people with just one sentence. If this were considered as sowing discord, it would definitely be considered a skill.

"Fengzhi, are you going to have lunch with our mother?" Xiao Wang already had a rough idea in his mind, and asked his sister-in-law in a soft voice to confirm.

When Fengzhi heard her sister-in-law's question, she turned her little face from her mother's arms, looked at Xiao Wang with tears in her eyes, and replied: "No, my mother always says she's not hungry, I'll eat later."

When Zhang Guifang wanted to cover her daughter's mouth, it was too late. Her hands fell weakly, and she lowered her head and sighed.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became extremely tense. Everyone understood what was going on, except Fengzhi.

Fengzhi looked up at Zhang Guifang blankly, Fengzhen stopped writing, and Xiao Wang looked at her husband, waiting for him to say something.

Tang Zhitong opened his mouth. Normally, he was a man who could live a fulfilling life, but at this moment, he couldn't open his mouth. He felt very heavy inside.

Seeing that the children were silent, Zhang Guifang said with an embarrassed look on her face, "I heard from the neighbors that the situation in other places is quite serious. Everyone is afraid that the future will be like the years before liberation, and life will be getting harder and harder. So I thought about saving some money..."

After defending herself, Zhang Guifang realized that she had made the children worry and embarrassed, and felt even more embarrassed.

Tang Zhitong was so angry and blamed himself that he asked, "Have you ever thought about whether your body can handle it? Wouldn't it cost more to go to the hospital for treatment or recuperate at home? Wouldn't it be worth it?"

"How can I be so delicate? Your grandmother was like this in the early years, but she managed to get through it too?" Zhang Guifang said confidently when she saw her son finally talking to her.

Tang Zhitong was so angry when he heard Zhang Guifang say that. He took out a cigarette, pinched out half of it, and put it back. He took a deep breath, suppressed his temper, and asked, "Mom, my grandma was in very poor health. Was she very thin before she passed away? If you were to do the same, how would we, the younger generation, feel?"

"I just have no choice..." Facing her son's questioning, Zhang Guifang's voice became softer.

"Mom, our family is not in that difficult a situation right now. Didn't I tell you that? I will go to my uncle's place again before the Spring Festival and buy some food from the east. I will not only support our two families, but also my uncle and aunt." Tang Zhitong knew that Zhang Guifang was thinking about the family, and tried hard to suppress his anger and explained it again.

"It's difficult everywhere. There must be many people who think like you. How big is the land in the east? How much surplus can there be? Don't people over there know how to do this? Will there be any surplus when you get there?" Zhang Guifang muttered to herself in defense, but didn't dare to speak loudly.

Tang Zhitong couldn't help it this time, so he lit a cigarette and took two puffs. The old man was sometimes very stubborn and nothing could be said to him, and he couldn't beat him or scold him, so in the end he had to try to persuade him.

"Mom, I definitely have a way, don't worry."

"Even if you think I can't get the food back, you still have to trust the country, right? This is the Forbidden City, and it concerns the reputation of the country. There are so many foreign devils in the Ritan area. If they see that our people all have pale faces, how can we still save our reputation?" Tang Zhitong really had no choice but to cover up with this kind of words.

"Jingwen, tell me, is this what your colleague said?" In order to increase the persuasiveness, Tang Zhitong pulled in classmate Xiao Wang.

"Well, Mom, don't worry, my colleagues all say so." Classmate Xiao Wang knew what to do and immediately brought up her "colleagues" to cheer for her husband.

"Mom, Jingwen's colleagues are all cadres. They must know more and more accurately than the neighbors here, right? Don't listen to the nonsense of those gossiping old women outside." After Xiao Wang finished speaking, Tang Zhitong immediately followed up, trying to change Zhang Guifang's mind.

"Kid, why do you speak so harshly? The neighbors mean well." Zhang Guifang believed most of it and her momentum weakened.

"Let them save up if they want. We don't care. We usually eat according to the fixed amount, and we will use scales in the future. I will buy the food tomorrow. We will improve our life on Sundays, and this will not change." Tang Zhitong, as the pillar of the family, made the final decision.

"Kid, is it not okay for me to not give up? We are all family, why should we weigh each other?" Zhang Guifang protested.

"No, just use a scale. Fengzhi, I'll give you a task. From now on, you must watch our mother eat at noon, and report to me truthfully every day whether our mother has eaten or not, and whether she has eaten less. I won't let you work in vain, I'll reward you with a candy every week." Tang Zhitong didn't accept Zhang Guifang's protest at all and assigned a task to his sister.

"I guarantee to complete the task!" Fengzhi no longer felt aggrieved when she heard that there would be candy. Although there were still tears in her eyes, a smile appeared on her face.

"You two are siblings, so you treat me like a criminal?" Zhang Guifang said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"It's settled!" Tang Zhitong threw the cigarette butt to the ground and crushed it with his foot.

It’s not that Tang Zhitong doesn’t want his family to eat better. As far as the food in the space is concerned, it’s no problem for them to eat meat and fish every day for three years. But these days, the distance between people is too close.

If you do something out of line, say something wrong, or have a body shape that is not in line with the trend, you will be in big trouble.

For now, Tang Zhitong can only ask his family to eat a little less and not eat so much. He definitely does not want to starve his family to the point of making them sick.

Tang Zhitong felt bad. He went back to his room and filled a bag of pine nuts. He returned and distributed a handful to everyone. "Eat it all tonight. Everyone eats their own. Watch each other and take a shower after eating."

After saying that, Tang Zhitong came out of the door alone, lit another cigarette, and looked up at the sky.

He knew his mother was lying, but he didn't point it out.

The so-called saving a little was just an excuse. They must have saved the lunch and shared it among the children. This was something that their grandmother had done many times in her early years, so Tang Zhitong insisted on using a scale.

If we say that Zhang Guifang did something wrong, then it would be really unconscionable.

It's hard to be a woman these days, and it's even harder to get married and become a mother.

As a wife, you must first ensure that your husband does not starve to death, otherwise the family may be cut off from financial resources;

As a mother, I definitely hope that my children can grow up healthy.

As a daughter-in-law, as long as you have a conscience, you will not take food from the elderly.

Therefore, in the end, the only one who will be in trouble is yourself.

(End of this chapter)