The booming era begins with the director of the Propaganda Department!

Chapter 87 Great achievements! !

"Hothouse? There is no unified standard for this thing. It's up to you to be rich and frugal.

I listened to my dad, no, that bitch He Daqing said that when Uncle Yan moved into the courtyard, he gave each household a steamed bun.
  Of course, most average families aren't that bad.

This thing is also related to the good year. When the year is good, everyone opens a few tables and puts out two meat, two vegetarian and four dishes, and then eats it with Erhe noodle steamed buns or Erhe rice.

In normal times, a few plates of fennel beans and hot mutton and sauerkraut noodle soup would be a warm meal for everyone.

Of course, if the situation were a little worse, such as when the city was closed before, there would be no explanation. "

But no matter what, people in Sijiucheng value rules and reputation. Unless they really can't do anything about it, they usually try their best to organize the warm-house banquet as well as possible.

Indifferent, this refers to the conservatory. If it is a wedding banquet, the specifications of the four dishes will be different.

Zhang Chenfei is not a errand boy, and the past two years have been really good.

So he told Silly Zhu that he should do something better: "We won't make those meat dishes with fried radish or fried bean sprouts. Let's go straight to meat dishes."

It is already the end of May 2020, and starting from next autumn, you will need to use your flour purchase voucher to buy grain.

By that time, if the people want to hold banquets again, I'm afraid it won't be so easy.

Even if there is no shortage of money, if there is no food, we cannot make staple food. Without staple food, how can we have a feast if people don’t have enough to eat?

Therefore, in Zhang Chenfei's opinion, this warm-house banquet still needs to be properly organized.

"Brother Da Fei, you are so generous!!" Silly Zhu gave a thumbs up, "Then let's have braised pork and beef stewed with tofu. The vegetarian dishes are cabbage and shredded potatoes.

Since the dishes are so honest, let’s have sour soup noodles as the main dish, okay? "

Pork costs 58 cents per pound, and beef costs 32 cents per pound. According to this standard, the cost of each table of dishes including staple food is about 1.5 yuan.

This kind of standard is already considered top-notch among common people's house-warming banquets in this era.

Zhang Chenfei nodded and said that he would buy the vegetables and flour himself. Silly Zhu only needed to buy seasonings, just oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar.

"I estimate that there will be about five tables. Silly Zhu, you can see how much wages I will give you."

Silly Zhu has never been a stingy person, so he waved his hand calmly: "It's all because of your childishness, isn't it just an exaggeration to say this?? I will cook for you for free.

When the time comes, I will call everyone over, and Xu Damao and Liu Guangqi will help me, setting fire to pick vegetables and so on. Yan Jiecheng was responsible for serving everyone tea, water and cigarettes.
  Jia Dongxu, Jia Dongxu mainly takes care of Sister Qin and runs errands for us when he has time. "

As for borrowing bowls, plates, tables, chairs and benches, the neighbors in the yard will do it.

When other cooks go out to take jobs, they always bring their assistants with them. He Daqing would also take Sha Zhu with him when he went out before.

But Si Zhu has just entered the steel rolling mill now and has not had the chance to work on the stove, so of course he has not helped in the kitchen.

Fortunately, there are many children in the courtyard, so everyone doesn't look at him as a fool, they only look at Zhang Chenfei's face, and they will help him.

For Shazhu, this was the first private job he took on alone after his father ran away.

He wanted to do his best to get it done, and let the neighbors know about He Yuzhu's strength, so that he could trust him with the work in the future.

After the two set the menu, Zhang Chenfei stood up and said, "Then I'll inform Yan Jiecheng, Xu Damao and the others."

Silly Zhu hurriedly stood up: "Brother Da Fei, let the others inform you. I'll just go and talk to Jia Dongxu."

As he spoke, he opened the chest of drawers, took something out and put it into his pocket.

Zhang Chenfei knew that this guy wanted to take this opportunity to meet Qin Huairu, and the things he just carried must also be given to her as a filial piety.

Showing filial piety to a young woman who has just given birth to a child, has a husband and a mother-in-law, is such a stupid behavior.

But as the saying goes, good words can never persuade a damned devil.

Silly Zhu can't help but lick Qin Huairu, just like the West can't live without Jerusalem.

So, let it be! !
  Zhang Chenfei turned around and went to the front yard. After eating the duck rack, Lao Yan's family was contented and ready to go to bed.

When Yan Jiecheng was asked to help on Wednesday, Yan Bugui agreed without saying a word.

"We all live in the front and backyard, and we will be door-to-door from now on, helping you. Isn't this normal?"

Yan Bugui rubbed his hands as he spoke: "Da Fei, can you pack up the leftover food for everyone?"

In the past, he would not have dared to ask this question.

After all, life is difficult for the Zhang family. Tang Da Niu is like a dominatrix every day, trying to pack away their leftovers. I'm afraid daydreams are simpler than this.

but now.

Seeing the old Zhang family eating a lot of fish and meat every day, Yan Bugui felt,

Maybe, maybe, maybe Tang Danniu doesn't like this leftover soup anymore? ?
  Of course, as a primary school teacher, I consider myself a cultural person.

Yan Bugui always believed that he had a bottom line and would not take advantage in vain, so he offered to help clean up and so on.

Zhang Chenfei smiled: "That's a good relationship. I was talking about how many dishes there will be when the time comes, and I remembered that Aunt Yan was bringing Jiefang to help."

"Hey, no problem, these will be handed over to our family when the time comes!!!"

Now Yan Bugui felt relieved and happily sent Zhang Chenfei out.

Zhang Chenfei walked through the front yard, middle yard, and back yard, and first went to Xu Damao's house.

Xu Damao always liked to follow Zhang Chenfei, but now that his father and Zhang Chenfei were colleagues in the same department, he felt that he was getting closer to each other.

At this time, when he heard that Brother Da Fei wanted to ask for help, Xu Damao agreed without saying a word.

But when he heard that he was going to help Shazhu, the old man with a donkey face said: "Brother Da Fei, I want to serve tea and water, I don't want to be the cook for Shazhu."

That bastard Si Zhu always dislikes him and asks him to help wash the vegetables and light the fire? ? Maybe he will be punished by that guy! ! !

"This is nothing, then you will change with Liu Guangqi when the time comes!!" Zhang Chenfei said.

Xu Damao was happy now: "Brother, please go home. I'll talk to Guang Qi."

Okay, this saves me some effort. Zhang Chenfei turned around and directly picked up his sleeves and went home.

Go home, wash your face, wash your feet, and go to bed. I usually think it’s okay when I’m used to sleeping alone, but tonight I don’t know why, but I keep thinking why is this single bed so wide? ?

How wide is it? ? It seems just right to sleep with another girl.

Zhang Chenfei was already at the age of a diamond boy, and he had just started eating meat during the day, so he kept tossing and turning in the first half of the night, unable to sleep.

In the middle of the night, when I finally fell asleep, the sound of Tang Da Niu's rough and vicious voice came from the back room, yelling that Zhang Yin Mei had wet the bed again.

I slept as if I hadn't slept at all that night.

The next day, Zhang Chenfei got up with panda eyes, and there was already a fishy and unpleasant smell in the room.

Needless to say, this is Tang Da Niu using a rattan cage on a honeycomb briquette stove to bake the quilt that Zhang Yinmei wetted last night.

They have many children, the fifth and sixth are only two years old, and the seventh and eighth are only a few months old. He can't take care of himself after pooping and urinating. He wets the bed and pants every now and then.

This winter alone, three rattan cages at home have been worn out, and the smell of urine is always lingering in the house.

Fortunately, we can move soon. Zhang Chenfei thought to himself.

Tang Danniu is a person who knows how to live her life. She ate stewed goose last night, and today she has to eat steamed buns and big pickled radish for breakfast.

In her words, it cannot be left in the mouths of children. If he eats it, his family will not be able to raise eight sons even if they have gold and silver.

Big pickled radish is a typical food of poor people in Siqiu City. When making it, the whole radish is split vertically into four pieces and then pickled with large grains of salt.

This thing tastes nothing but salty, astringent, and the spiciness of the radish itself.

But because it is cheap and easy to make, it is an indispensable food in ordinary people's families with poor family conditions.

Lao Zhang has a large family, so every autumn when the radishes come out, Tang Danniu spends a very small amount of money to buy piles of poor-quality radishes for pickling.

At this moment, the ten members of the Zhang family, each with a big pickled radish, a bowl of stick noodle porridge, and two steamed buns, were sitting at the dining table eating.

Zhang Chenfei couldn't eat any more after eating one steamed bun, so he gave the rest to Zhang Fendou, then put on a scarf and ear hat and went to work.

It snowed again in the middle of the night yesterday.

It's cold these days, and it's easy to accumulate snow.

Zhang Chenfei walked towards the middle courtyard with a deep kick and a shallow kick. As soon as he passed through the moon gate, he saw Qin Huairu standing in the pool washing the urine ring.

It was cold, and the hot water she used was surrounded by a mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

Zhang Chenfei was very surprised: "Sister-in-law, aren't you still in confinement? Why did you wash the urine ring?"

Qin Huairu vigorously scrubbed the loose feces on the diaper with a forced smile on her lips: "My back hurts when I was lying in the house, so I came out to do some exercise."

Of course it's a lie to say this. Who wants to work when you can be idle?
  But there is no need to talk about household matters to others.

Zhang Chenfei saw Qin Huairu's concerns and did not ask further questions.

In the final analysis, household chores behind closed doors have nothing to do with you.

Zhang Chenfei braved the cold wind all the way to the office. He came late today, and when he arrived, the "seven times of mopping the floor" had already started mopping the floor.

He walked to the work station, first took out the Xinyang Maojian he bought before from the drawer, picked up the thermos and poured himself a cup of tea. Then I started to check today's work schedule.

The steel rolling mill is now only a medium-sized factory, and the work of the publicity department is much less than that of the publicity departments of other large factories.

It is much more trivial than other departments within the steel rolling mill, with no systematic content.

Most of the time, I just make a blackboard newspaper and write a radio script. Since there are no internal publications, I write some articles about corporate news, performance, and role models for internal workers, and send them to major newspapers.

Of course, most such submissions will not be published.

Today’s work schedule is to paint promotional posters and write promotional slogans on the walls of the factory to prepare for the next inspection by the Metallurgical Department.

Everyone often publishes blackboard posters. At first, they thought it was not difficult to draw posters, but who knew that it turned out to be difficult once they got started.

Their hands, accustomed to holding chalk, ran to get the paintbrush, but they still felt uncomfortable.

After a few people finished the painting, I revised it. I painted on the wall several times, and the more I revised it, the more ugly it became.

At last glance, okay, this painting of our glorious working class looks like ghosts.

Not to mention the leaders coming over, the workers were off work, and seeing them painted in such a horrible way, they probably had to smash their propaganda department.

The work was at a deadlock at this point. Section Chief Song Xianfeng had no choice but to ask Niu Lili to shout on the radio and ask someone capable in the workshop who could draw posters to help.

At this moment, Zhang Chenfei suddenly thought of Tian Xiaozao's neighbor Suo Qian'er.

This guy is a banner man, he knows how to eat and play, and he is even better at painting.

In the original drama "Hutong", he saw a poster painted by others on the street and thought it didn't look good, so he took a pen and changed it himself.

After the painting was drawn, everyone was shocked. He was directly absorbed by the government and went to paint street posters.

Of course, this guy doesn't have a job now. He eats, drinks and has fun at home every day and makes a living by selling his family property.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chenfei took the initiative to find someone to help.

He praised Suo Qian profusely, saying that he was an expert at painting propaganda posters, with good craftsmanship and fast speed.

It's just that this person is not from the factory. If he comes to help, the factory may have to pay some polishing fees.

Song Xianfeng was very happy after hearing this. He immediately said that the cost was easy to negotiate and he could apply to the factory.

Then he said: "Shen Fei, this inspection by the Ministry of Metallurgy is of great significance to our factory. If you solve this problem for me, I will credit you with a great contribution!!!"

"It is our duty to serve the people!!" Zhang Chenfei solemnly saluted the other party with a decent military salute, which made Song Xianfeng smile again.

After leaving the office, Zhang Chenfei got on the department bike and soon returned to Nanluogu Lane.

Suo Qian'er was in trouble because he had no money to invite Chun Xi to watch a movie. When he heard that he would be paid for painting, he agreed without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)