The golden age began in 1977

Chapter 43 Qian Jin has an idea
The waiters looked towards the northwest corner from time to time.

They have worked in this restaurant for several years, and have never seen anyone drink soup with such loud slurping sounds. It would be a waste of labor if they don't use their lung capacity to work as a blower in the kitchen.

I didn't even see a plate of meat being served, but when I turned around, there was only some broth left on the plate.

I've never seen someone blink and the broth is gone...

This group of people carried out the leader's instruction of "building the country through diligence and thrift" to the end.

As the last of the fish meat was snatched away, Li Xiaomei muttered, "It's all salted fish. If the ones we dry have to taste this good, all the cats in the commune will have to remarry and join the production team."

Qian Jin distributed toothpicks to everyone: "Comrades, shall we retreat?"

"Retreat!" Liu Wangcai rubbed the slippery edge of the plate with his hands like dry tree bark.

This plate is really good. I guess it can be exchanged for half a year's work points for a laborer in the team.

The members secretly tightened their belts that they had just loosened, pulled out their chairs and left.

Finally, Qian Jin heard a "clang" sound.

Looking back, I saw that a member was secretly licking the plate and his front teeth hit the glaze.

The commune member was embarrassed and said with a wry smile, "There's still oil on the plate. What a waste! Wasting oil is a huge crime."

They rushed out.

Guan Dabao came specially to deliver the goods and also prepared a lot of opaque black plastic bags.

When the bag is opened, inside is either golden fried pork tenderloin or fried rice with chopped green onions and crushed eggs.

Qian Jin waved his hands repeatedly: "Brother Guan, you treat us to a meal and you want us to take it later? This is absolutely not allowed!"

He couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

Is Guan Dabao the best person in the world?
Or does he have ulterior motives?

Treating your group of people to a meal is already exaggerated enough, you don’t have to pack up a bunch of dishes to take away, right?

Or are recipes so valuable these days?
Guan Dabao winked at him and pointed at the empty dining table: "Actually, these are all leftovers."

"I've noticed these dishes. They're all on the leadership cadres' tables. Some of them haven't been touched. I figured the farmers wouldn't mind them, right? If not, take them home. They're definitely a great way to improve your diet!"

Qian Jin suddenly realized.

It turned out to be leftover food from the package.

He told Liu Wangcai, who was very excited: "Comrade, thank you so much for your kindness."

"Disdain? We eat less oil and water in a year than today's plate of food, how can we disdain it?"

Guan Dabao waved his hand: "Go away quickly, it's not good for people to see you."

"Outsiders don't know it's just leftovers, and they're still thinking we're digging into socialism and fleecing the restaurants!"

Liu Wangcai asked the militiamen to carry the bags separately.

Li Xiaomei shamelessly pocketed two.

She originally felt sorry that her husband and children could not come to the meal.

With these two dishes as dinner for them, I have no regrets!
The leftovers from the state-owned Second Restaurant are now also a good thing for ordinary families in the city.

Zhao Bo, Tian Gang and others also wanted to take two.

But I'm really sorry.

Just now at the dinner table, they were what the militiamen called "eaters of commercial grain."

If people who eat commercial grain compete with those who dig for food in the soil for leftovers, they will be laughed at if it gets out.

Qian Jin shook hands with Guan Dabao and said goodbye.

He turned around and saw the militiamen smiling happily because of the leftovers they had received.

Everyone held the plastic bag to their chest, just like they were holding the land deeds distributed during the land reform.

He looked at the large glass windows of the restaurant again and saw cadres in Zhongshan suits holding high-heeled glasses and chatting. The dishes on the table in front of them were hardly touched.

It's true that some people lick the plates to avoid waste, while others don't feel sorry for eating at the banquet.

Two miles south of the hotel is the port, and the sound of a ship's whistle can be heard leisurely.

The sea is still the same sea.

But the tide inside clearly had two waves!
The sea breeze swept the locust leaves across the road. Qian Jin stuffed the money he had prepared for the meal, along with the grain coupons and meat coupons, into Liu Wangcai's pocket.

The old captain refused.

Qian Jin pressed his pocket hard and said:
"You brought your comrades and risked making mistakes to save me. This is a special favor. I consider myself half a member of the Liu family."

"We're family, so I have to go to the team during the National Day holiday. Please prepare some good food for me!"

Liu Wangcai laughed heartily: "We'll sell everything we have to entertain our own people!"

On the way back, everyone, including Cheng Hua, looked at Qian Jin with strange eyes.

Xu Weidong was straightforward and asked directly:
"What's your relationship with the restaurant's team leader? Did he treat you to dinner today? And did he even invite the section chief from the Supply and Marketing Cooperative for you?"

Qian Jin said casually, "He is my elder brother."

"Why haven't I heard you mention this relationship before?" Zhao Bo asked enviously.

Nowadays, chefs in state-owned restaurants and drivers in public institutions are professions that are envied by the whole society. Qian Jin sneered: "Actually, it's my dad's connection, not my relationship. Why am I saying this?"

"But I can walk more in the future!"

The last sentence is what I was thinking.

He now cooks at home and has a high standard of living, which easily arouses suspicion.

Now that it was autumn he didn't eat much hot food, and the smell of cold dishes spread only slightly and seldom attracted the attention of neighbors.

If you wait until winter to eat hot dishes, or if you still eat meat and fish every day, the aroma alone will arouse a lot of suspicion.

But there was an older brother who was the team leader in the state-owned Second Restaurant and often moved around, so the food problem was easy to explain.

My afternoon job is to drive away stray dogs that run onto the streets.

The labor commandos are divided into groups of two.

One person held a gong and beat it to scare away wild dogs, while another person held a stick to prevent dogs from biting him.

Qian Jin and Xu Weidong formed a partnership.

Some residents complained: "If stray dogs injure people, you should catch them and kill them. What's the point of just driving them away?"

Xu Weidong said with a playful smile: "All kinds of bad elements are given a chance to reform. This dog has the same life. Can you just beat him to death?"

The residents snorted coldly: "Then why don't you organize a training class for the dogs?"

"Okay, how about using your home as a classroom?" Xu Weidong agreed.

The residents rolled their eyes and walked away.

Xu Weidong chuckled: "It's easy to say to beat a dog, why don't they go?"

"What if I really hit a dog and it bites me back? What if it gets rabies?"

"We're not official street workers. If we get injured on the job, we get no compensation or reimbursement. We only get 50 cents a day. What's the point of risking our lives?"

Qian Jin asked, "You don't want to stay in the commando team anymore?"

Xu Weidong said, "If you can find a formal job, who would be willing to stay in this team? Of course, Lao Qian, I'm not targeting you!"

"I'm happy to be with you, but I also want to have a class to attend. Otherwise, if you go out and date, the girls will turn around and leave as soon as they hear we're from the Street Commando!"

Qian Jin said, "How about going to the voting office?"

"Who are you going to hit? Whose head are you going to hit? This could easily result in death!" Xu Weidong didn't hear clearly.

Qian Jin laughed and then told what happened in the voting office that morning.

Xu Weidong looked incredulous. "What do you mean? What do you mean, brother? Give me the job opportunity at the investment firm?!"

Qian Jin made this impromptu decision at noon.

Originally, after getting the promise from the director of the voting office, he thought that if it really didn't work out, he would just compromise and go to work at the voting office.

On the surface, being a vote-getter is a job that many children of workers in the city dream of.

But if you think about it more deeply, Qian Jin is not suitable for this job.

The people who voted against Qian Jin are just that type of people...

Will I hit myself then?

The most important thing is that the voting center is full of people with eyes sharper than an owl.

He always uses material purchase and sales certificates to buy and sell goods, so it is inevitable that problems will be discovered.

He will be in great trouble by then.

When people discovered that his home contained many expensive items of unknown origin, he was at most sent to jail as an embezzler.

This matter made him feel very embarrassed.

He was no longer in trouble after he got in touch with Section Chief Lin at noon.

Anyone who wants to go to the voting office can go, but he is not going there anyway. He wants to find a way to enter the Municipal Supply and Marketing Cooperative through Chief Lin’s back door!

Following this line of thought, it would be great if Xu Weidong could be sent in:
First, Xu Weidong has a good relationship with him and is a loyal person. He can protect him when there is something wrong and can act as an insider to gather information when there is nothing wrong.

Second, Xu Weidong is good at making friends, and a company like the Investment Institute, which deals with people, is suitable for his development.

Think outside the box.

Qian Jin felt that if he could send people around him to various government agencies to cover for him, and then have them work with him in the supply and marketing unit, he could use the mall openly.

But Xu Weidong didn't believe it would work at all:

"He's just promising you something, so forget it. Let's just find a dog..."

Qian Jin shook his head: "Since the other party has promised, this matter cannot be let go."

"Everything depends on human effort. Just tell me the answer directly. Do you want to work in a voting office?"

Xu Weidong sat on the curb and looked up at the sky.

Finally, Youyouran said: "Dream on! I dare not think about it when I wake up!"

　A new book by an old author, not to be missed if you like military and period elements!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)