1988: Back to the human world for a few years

Chapter 235 It’s not easy to get some meat!

Under the red sunset, a figure stretched out his legs and sneaked into the yard in an extremely sneaky manner.

If that face hadn't looked familiar, and if it hadn't been for the fact that the gang had used a key to open the iron gate, the neighbors in the alley would have almost called the security team.

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Click~
Tugou closed the iron door gently like a thief, then rushed into the living room in a hurry, lowering his voice excitedly: "I just called Sister Mu, she is going to another family for dinner with her father today, so... we have something good to eat tonight!"

As he said this, he happily showed the piece of pork belly in his hand: "How is it, are you happy?!"

Yang Mo, who was curled up on the sofa and dozing off, was overjoyed when he heard the words. He felt that the sleepiness he had felt after a whole day of tossing and turning disappeared without a trace, and he jumped up.

"Ami Tofu, God has mercy on me. I finally got the chance... I want to eat some pork belly!"

Staring at the one-pound piece of pork belly, Yang Mo's eyes almost glowed green.

"Bazi meat...?"

Lu Yingying was a little hesitant. This piece of fatty pork belly was good stuff, with plenty of fat. Wouldn't it be a waste to use it to make braised pork?
Besides, making steamed pork belly takes a lot of time. What if Sister Mu and her father finish their meal and suddenly come to visit when I am halfway through?
As soon as this thought came to her mind, Lu Yingying spat at herself.

Pooh!
Sister Mu’s father is a very important person. How can a meal at someone else’s house be over so quickly?

Even if they were just having a simple meal, how could she allow her daughter to visit a man's house so late at night?
Thinking of this, Tugou, who was in an inexplicably good mood today, glanced at Yang Mo's eager eyes and grinned: "Okay! Let's make a pork belly!"

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Stab it!

As soon as several large slices of fatty pork came into contact with the boiling iron pan, a faint blue smoke came out, and a layer of transparent fat seeped out from the fat.

While controlling the fire, Tugou classmate gently pressed the pork belly with a spatula. He looked into the pot for a while and found that the meat strips were basically formed. After thinking about it, he threw a small silver carp only the length of a finger into the pot.

This is the only result of someone's hard work today.

I really don't know how this guy had the nerve to bring back a fish that's too small to feed ducks, and even specially tied it up with a straw rope...

How shameful!
Thinking of this, Tugou looked with disdain at someone who was sitting on a stool at the kitchen door. He wrinkled his small nose, but then he became happy for no reason.

Yang Mo didn't take the guy's cold stare to heart.

Although there are so many fish in the ponds of Qi and Lu these days that it is dizzying, and he is embarrassed to even take out such a small silver crucian carp that is not even enough to fill the gaps between his teeth, but for a fisherman who is used to catching everything except fish in later generations, this is already a very exciting result!

However, he was sitting on a small stool at the kitchen door in such a useless manner, not to witness with his own eyes the fruits of his hard work for a day turned into delicious food,
But...

Smelling the burnt aroma in the air and rolling his throat a few times, Mr. Yang almost burst into tears.

It's not easy!

It's not easy!
This is finally a chance to eat some fatty pork!

Outsiders all envied him for having a friend like Miss Mu who had both good looks, temperament and family background, and they were even more jealous to death of this beautiful woman who came to visit them almost every day.

But little do they know that the baby is feeling very sad!
Since Miss Mu came more and more frequently in the past few months, Yang Mo and classmate Tu Gou have almost said goodbye to a normal diet. They dare not touch any food that is not halal, for fear that the young lady will knock on the door of their house while they are eating.

Although Miss Mu always brings a variety of ingredients every time she comes to visit, whether it is beef or mutton, they are much more expensive than pork.

The issue is……

Everyone has a different physique and different intestinal flora. Yang Mo can't bear eating these every day!
Although Tugou had been following her mother around the stove since she was a child, she came from a rural area and could count on three fingers the number of times she had touched beef and mutton in the past twenty years, let alone learning how to cook it. Therefore, every time she cooked something, it really made Mr. Yang miserable... It was fortunate that the ingredients brought by Miss Mu were of good quality and could barely withstand being wasted, otherwise, one doubted whether he would have been sent to the hospital that night.

Hey ~
As a reborn person, I have ended up in a situation where I have to wait for the right opportunity to eat a mouthful of pork secretly. I guess no one would believe it if I told them about it, right?

Thinking of this, Mr. Yang glanced at a certain royal chef with a hint of resentment... The cooking skills of the girl from Qilu were really worrying!

Fortunately, apart from making pancakes, Tugou's other skills are not very impressive. But after all, braised pork is one of the classic folk delicacies in the Shandong region, and he has helped make it several times during the Chinese New Year, so there is no risk of failure.

In fact, given the quality of local pork today, it would be difficult to make a mistake even if one wanted to.

If it were the feed pigs of later times, would you dare to fry them directly in the pan without adding cooking wine, scallions and ginger to remove the fishy smell?

Dream on you!

Smelling the increasingly strong aroma of burning in his nose, Yang Mo looked at the cook whose tears were already flowing from his mouth, and his mood became more and more beautiful...

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goo goo~
Seeing that the water in the pot was already boiling, Tugou took a look at the color of the soup, turned down the heat, added some soy sauce, then nodded with satisfaction, brought in a small stool from outside the living room, and sat down next to Yang Mo.

"Hey, Yang Shidan, how do you feel about fishing with Uncle Mu today... Aren't you pretty good? Did he notice you?"

After half an hour of hard work, the temperature in the kitchen was no longer the same as outside. Lu Yingying took off her thin coat and poked Yang Mo with her elbow in a joking manner.

Looking at the country boy classmate who was only wearing a thin T-shirt, Yang Mo rolled his eyes. When did this guy start to speak those sarcastic and flowery words?

He immediately slapped the guy on the head without any hesitation: "Don't be so vague when you talk to me, what do you mean by whether you are pleasing to others or not? Do you think this is a father-in-law meeting his future son-in-law?"

Lu Yingying covered her head with a grin, looking unconvinced. She rolled her eyes, but did not continue to argue on this issue. Instead, she hit Yang Mo lightly with hatred: "It's your head that likes to think about random things all day long... Hurry up, how was your chat with Uncle Mu today? Was it a pleasant first meeting?" Not minding the dirt, Yang Mo leaned lazily against the kitchen wall: "It can't be said to be pleasant, nor can it be said to be unpleasant. Anyway, we just talked about some non-business matters... In one word, tired!"

Classmate Tugou believed half of what he said. After all, when he came back this afternoon, he curled up on the sofa and took a nap, which showed that he was really tired.

only……

Lu Yingying looked at him in disbelief: "Is it not business? Uncle Mu is a big shot, what kind of business can he talk about with a young man like you who is nothing... Even if he wants to test you on some work-related issues, can he test you from early morning to afternoon?"

Yang Mo rolled his eyes at her speechlessly: "What do you mean by test me? I don't want anything from him. I just want to meet this elder for Miss Mu's sake. If he really dares to test me, do you believe that I will leave at five and come back at nine to catch up on my sleep?"

When he heard the words "I don't want anything from him", for some reason, Tugou became in a good mood and his eyes narrowed.

But after hearing the implication of Yang Mo's words, she opened her mouth in disbelief: "What do you mean...?"

Yang Mo nodded, without any smugness on his face: "Yes, it may have been intended as a test at the beginning, but after a while, it gradually turned into an informal exchange... In fact, this is also the reason why I am so tired today... Damn, communicating with these superiors is too stressful!"

Hearing Yang Mo use the words "these superiors" to describe his sister Mu's father, Tugou classmate suddenly laughed foolishly for some reason, but his face was full of curiosity: "What did you talk about with Uncle Mu, and why did you talk for so long?"

Looking at the braised pork belly which was still far from the stage of collecting the juice in the pot, Yang Mo did not hide anything from her and directly told her what they had talked about today.

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"Eh?"

"You mean, Uncle Mu felt that without the support of the general trend, it would be difficult for the petrochemical industrial park under construction to achieve the effect he wanted after it was built; so he wanted to take a roundabout way to save the country, using commercial real estate as an entry point to seek a balance of interests while making achievements to slowly force the chemical companies in his plan to upgrade their industries...but you rejected this idea?"

With the help of Yang Mo, Tugou struggled to figure out the cause and effect relationship. He pondered for a while with a bitter face, and then asked in confusion: "In the past two years, there has been a lot of calls for the development of commercial real estate. It is said that if real estate is vigorously developed, it can drive the development of thousands of upstream and downstream industries... This concept is quite good!"

"If Uncle Mu really uses real estate as an entry point, it will not only inject a shot of adrenaline into Linyi County's economy, but also, with the attraction of this big pie within reach, force the downstream finished product companies in the industrial park to move through a JIT model of customized production similar to the one you adopted in the debt swap model, and eventually gradually force the mid- and upstream chemical production companies to improve their technology and do a good job of quality control and cost control... Is there anything wrong with this logic?"

At this point, Tugou tilted his head, his face full of confusion: "The reason why you think Uncle Mu's idea won't work is because Linyi is a county town?"

"Although Linyi County has a small population and is not rich on the surface, there are actually quite a few wealthy people. Many employees in the oil industry, including those in the drilling company, are now thinking about buying a commercial house."

"Uncle Mu and Mr. Wang are different from others. They are from the oil industry and are also senior executives. As long as they find a reason to follow public opinion and connect these real estate projects with employees of the oil industry, they will not have to worry about not being able to digest them... Don't forget, our units all have budgets for tertiary industry and logistics, including hospitality. Even if we buy some houses to use as guesthouses or leisure centers for retired employees, it will still be a very large number!"

Seeing that this silly girl who knew nothing at the beginning now had her own insights into the whiplash effect and had a certain sensitivity in finding potential markets, Yang Mo nodded with satisfaction, and then spread his hands lazily: "That's right, just because Linyi is just a small county town... this reason alone is enough!"

As he spoke, Yang Mo pointed to his pocket and looked at Tugou with a sly smile on his face.

Upon seeing this, Lu Yingying showed her fist at this guy in hatred, then resignedly took out a cigarette and lighter from Yang Mo's pocket and lit up his cigarettes... This was a little game that she had passively learned over the past few months. Whenever she needed to ask Yang Mo for help on something she didn't understand, and if that guy wanted to satisfy his masculine desire, she would have to do as he asked.

Yang Mo looked at the guy with a smug look on his face as he obediently put the cigarette box back into his pocket. He then took a puff of cigarette like a wealthy landlord: "People at different levels have different demands and requests. The word "achievement" has different meanings for them... So, you can't measure them with business thinking, nor can you use the most straightforward financial returns to measure whether they have made achievements;"

"To put it simply, if you and I were the person in charge of this real estate project, and if we could realize your idea and sell all the houses, thereby adding a large amount of funds to the company's account, then it would be a great achievement, needless to say;"

"But if Mr. Wang and your Uncle Mu are in charge of this project, it may not be the case... Under the current circumstances, even if they sell all the houses, it can only be considered as a waste of effort at best. But if there is any slight change in the middle of this matter, or if there are any negative follow-up effects, it will be a pit for them... And the bigger the scale, the deeper the pit!"

After a brief introduction, Yang Mo shrugged and said, "Remember, the oil system is an industry with a low administrative level but a lot of weight. Although we are not one level higher than the officials, no one in the system dares to look down on us... Correspondingly, the requirements for the leaders of our system are naturally different."

"It just so happens that your Uncle Mu is a deputy leader, and although President Wang is only a director-level cadre of a subsidiary unit of the oil system, due to the influence and special nature of the drilling company, he cannot be measured by the standards of ordinary director-level cadres... It is precisely because of this that it may not be easy for them to step into the trap, but it is even more difficult to achieve results that match the expectations of their positions!"

"To put it bluntly, if they want to achieve results that will allow them to go one step further, they must either have a relatively obvious positive impact on national strategies, or have made a significant contribution to the progress and improvement of their industry... At the very least, they must have played the social role that a central enterprise should play, and have had a very obvious positive effect on the people's livelihood and economy of a place!"

At this point, Yang Mo smiled and said, "Obviously, if there hadn't been this ice-breaking trip by the island's civil exchange group, then the domestic economy would have shifted to an internal circulation with a high probability. If the large industrial park promoted by your uncle Mu was operated smoothly, it would indeed have a more obvious driving effect on the upgrading of the petrochemical industry... If it was done more brilliantly, with the first-mover advantage, he could even gradually make this industrial park a distribution center and leader in some important vertical segments;"

"But unfortunately, judging from the current situation, our country's foreign trade will not be frozen for long, and the transition to an internal economic cycle has become a distant thing... In other words, due to misjudgment, the possibility of him making achievements in the petrochemical field in the short term is almost zero;"

"So, he could only settle for the next best thing and wanted to use commercial real estate as a leverage point and rely on the super-long industrial chain of real estate itself to hand in a 60-point test paper."

At this point, Yang Mo glanced at Lu Yingying and said, "Did you hear that clearly? Your uncle Mu's biggest appeal in promoting the real estate project is not to make money, but to quickly revitalize the economy and people's livelihood of Linyi County in the short term, so as to become a report card for submission;"

"In other words, money is not important to him as a big leader. Whether the project is directly profitable or not is also not important to him... If necessary, he can even take a few hundred million from Dongying on top of the 5 million invested by Mr. Wang in the early stage to fill the gap... You should not think that these superiors are so simple. Learn from Qianlong and keep a few small halls and central halls on your own small piece of land so that you can use them for offering sacrifices to the heaven when needed. This is really a normal method."

After pointing out the relationship, Yang Mo smiled and said, "Although there is a lot of potential disposable funds, it is only a matter of means. If the selected base is inherently flawed and the underlying logic is not feasible, then even if your uncle Mu has great means, he will not be able to reverse the trend!"

"So, when your uncle Mu decided to base his base in Linyi County in order to facilitate the implementation of the first plan, he had already eliminated the feasibility of the second emergency plan."

As he spoke, Yang Mo curled his lips meaningfully: "You know, the state-owned enterprise system is different from the administrative system. There is no possibility of just leaving after five years... No matter how fast your uncle Mu progresses, it is unlikely that he will leave the oil system in his lifetime. Therefore, covering up the transcript is really a stupid thing for him to do."

After understanding what Yang Mo meant in this long conversation, Tugou stared at him in dissatisfaction: "Hey, hey, hey, after talking nonsense for so long, you still haven't told me why it's not possible to get a transcript by getting involved in commercial real estate in our Linyi County!"

Yang Mo rolled his eyes and said, "What do you mean by nonsense!? Your little head is filled with green onions and pancakes. If I don't explain these prefixes clearly, can you figure this out?"

After saying that, Yang Mo found that this guy was showing his fist to him in dissatisfaction again, so he coughed quickly: "Well, actually, the reason why taking a place like Linyi County as a base to get involved in the real estate industry is a choice that will lead to a death without a burial place for a person like your uncle Mu, there are actually four main reasons..."

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PS: There is a performance tonight, and tomorrow is an official holiday. All the family members have to go to Tengchong to take a hot spring bath, so obviously, I will not have much time to write tonight and tomorrow. So in order to make sure I am fully present, I will split the long chapter I wrote today into two and post them in two chapters, hehe.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone!

I hope there's no traffic jam tomorrow!

(End of this chapter)