Era: I have a two-world door

Chapter 193, They all look friendly

Wang Qingsong followed several people to the canteen.

At this time, most of the people in the canteen wearing blue work uniforms were queuing up for meals.

There is a staircase in the middle of the canteen, and a small number of people wearing Chinese tunic uniforms went directly to the second floor.

"That's Xiaozao. Only leaders can go up there. Only Section Chief Yang in our department can go up there."

Seeing his curious eyes, Sun Liang smiled and gave him some knowledge.

"Oh!"

Wang Qingsong nodded lightly. Every factory has such a canteen. It is probably because the factory is too small. Otherwise, Section Chief Yang would not be able to reach it.

I heard that in some large factories, it is true that only real department-level cadres have small stoves.

After waiting in line for about ten minutes, a few people came to the window where the food was served.

There are several windows, some are serving steamed buns, scooping out rice, and some are serving vegetables.

Theirs is obviously more.

Gray flour steamed buns cost 5 cents, corn steamed buns cost 2 cents, and rice cost 3 cents per tael. They all received one tael of food stamps.

“The factory committee hasn’t held a meeting to study it yet!”

Stewed radish, 5 cents.

In the past, I was transferred from the army and worked as a cook in the army.

Both the steamed buns and steamed buns are smaller than the usual ones.

"Master Zhang, when are you going to eat meat? I've been craving it for so long."

Zhang Yuan muttered as he took the lunch box and made two steamed buns, a white flour steamed bun, and a spoonful of Chinese cabbage.

Fried Chinese cabbage, 5 cents.

"Oh my god, it's been how many days. I still haven't finished my research!"

I followed and bought a steamed bun, a steamed bun with gray noodles, and a portion of fried Chinese cabbage.

The two chatted for a while there.

After Zhang Yuan came over, he shouted with a smile inside.

Gave food stamps and money.

Through the introduction, Wang Qingsong knew that Master Zhang was in charge of the canteen and the leader of the cooking team.

Wowotou looks smaller than steamed buns, but its weight is no lighter than steamed buns.

After Wang Qingsong came over, he also knew the prices of the dishes.

Inside, a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a cotton-padded jacket and an apron, walked over with a smile.

As he spoke, he handed a cigarette to the person inside.

And he also saw that it was all the same dish, and someone else's spoonful was different from theirs.

Make way for those behind you.

A total of 12 cents was given, plus two one-tael coarse grain meal stamps and one one-tael coarse grain meal stamp.

Exactly three taels.

Most people in the factory eat this way, and some people only want fine grains, or only coarse grains.

People like Zhang Yuan gave face votes or rice votes.

Those who get coarse grains are ordinary grain stamps. In the city, food stamps are synonymous with ordinary coarse grains.

"gone!"

Several people packed their meals and walked towards their offices.

Liu Xi and Sun Liang lived nearby and went home to eat.

The four of them were the only ones left in the office.

Back in the office, a few people chatted while eating, basically talking about trivial things in the factory.

After all, Wang Qingsong had just arrived, so he listened quietly there.

As he talked, he talked about today's task again.

Zhang Yuan muttered there: "Our task is quite difficult! Breeding has only been open for a few days, and now it is winter. Ordinary people have nothing at home."

Others also nodded.

Li Yingying said: "Let's go and take a look first. If we can't finish it, there's nothing we can do about it. We're most afraid of this period of slack."

While talking, he was eating.

After saying that, he looked at Wang Qingsong: "By the way, Qingsong, you came from the countryside. You are familiar with it. Do you have any ideas?"

After hearing this, several people looked at him.

Zhang Yuan also echoed: "Yes, we have run a few times, but we are not very familiar with the countryside. Please tell me."

Seeing the looks of several people, Wang Qingsong thought for a moment and asked, "Where do you go every time?"

"It's not every time! I've only been there once in total. Didn't I let go before? I don't dare to go. If I get caught, the supply and marketing cooperative will go to the city and accuse me of disturbing the market order."

Zhang Yuan took a bite of the steamed buns and continued: "We used to squat at the entrance of the commune's supply and marketing cooperative. When we saw someone selling, we stopped them in advance, but we didn't receive much. Our people from the purchasing department stayed there for half a month. I collected about forty kilograms."

Wang Qingsong thought about it after listening. Finally he said: "In our rural areas, we rarely go to the supply and marketing cooperatives in the communes. We always go to the sales agencies of the brigade. The communes are too far away."

When several people heard this, their eyes lit up.

"The production team also gives it to the sales agency? It doesn't give it to the commune. Doesn't it mean that it is more expensive in the commune?"

He knew the general situation.

Wang Qingsong nodded slightly: "Well, almost. It's a little more expensive."

Supply and marketing cooperatives are also graded, and the prices at each level are different and based on a certain profit margin.

Except for the salary paid to the salesperson, everything else is turned over to the local government.

The extra money from the brigade’s consignment stores goes to the production brigade.

It was originally agreed that members would receive dividends.

but……

In actual operation, it is not as imagined...

After swallowing a mouthful of rice, he continued: "It was decided like this at first. Later, many people saved their eggs and went to the commune to sell them. Later, the price difference was one penny per kilogram, and those who lived far away were not willing to run away. Big Some of them are sold in consignment stores.”

Several people nodded lightly when they heard this.

"So what do you mean, we should go to the consignment store?"

Wang Qingsong thought about it and shook his head: "That's not clear. Since the establishment of the commune over there, private chickens have not been raised. If it is normal, it is best to go to the agency store to collect them."

"Okay, let's go check it out this afternoon and we'll find out!"

Li Yingying muttered beside her.

Then several people were eating there.

After finishing the meal, I simply washed the lunch box at the sink at the end of the building.

At noon, we said we only had half an hour to eat, but by the time it was time, not many people were working.

Liu Xi and Liu Xi arrived half an hour after work time.

In their own words, the unspoken rule is actually one hour.

"I can't help it anymore, Qingsong, come on, smoke one!"

Zhang Yuan took out his pack of deflated cigarettes and handed him one.

"No, I won't smoke."

"Hey, if you don't smoke, then don't leave us. This thing is not easy to do."

The stuff is indeed not expensive, but this stuff costs money.

Wang Qingsong smiled and said nothing.

Zhang Yuanze and Liu Xi were smoking and chatting there.

He was the only man in the room who didn't smoke.

"Let's go, don't waste any time, let's go explore the road first, and then we'll have a look later."

In his thoughts, Liu Xi finished smoking, stood up, and said to Li Yingying.

Li Yingying naturally stood up; "Okay, let's go and take a look. It's a task that must be completed sooner or later. Zhang Yuan, you guys can watch the office first. If there is good news, come back and tell you guys."

Zhang Yuan waved his hand nonchalantly: "Okay, you go ahead, it's not very busy now anyway, we are here!"

Several people saw this and went to get certificates.

This is used to prevent getting caught.

Two certificates and a work permit are enough.

After a few people came out, Liu Xi said: "We won't go to the indigo factory. You go ahead. Let's go to the east and have a look."

Li Yingying said nothing and agreed.

They separated at the factory gate.

Watching the two people leaving, Wang Qingsong wondered: "Didn't we agree to go to the indigo factory together before?"

Li Yingying saw this and smiled and said: "Everyone has their own way. An agreement is an agreement."

Then he explained the general situation.

Everyone in the department has their own tasks. If they fail to complete them, their benefits will be deducted.

And everyone has their own way.

According to the rules of the department, don't pry.

As for completing your own tasks and helping others by the way, it depends on the other person's mood.

There are only a few indicators for administrative upgrades in the entire logistics industry every year.

Those who complete the task well and make no mistakes will naturally be given preferential treatment.

After Wang Qingsong listened, he suddenly realized that the originally friendly office was not as friendly as he imagined.

To put it bluntly, they are friendly on the surface but competitive secretly.

(End of this chapter)