Reborn in '77, I have a job panel!

He looked at Qian Cheng and smiled, a rare occurrence for him.

"You've got a good tongue, kid."

Qian Cheng, with a forced smile, didn't respond to the digression.

Liu Baoshan considered for a while before speaking: "How about this, I'll take these bean sprouts today. I'll have the chef stir-fry them at noon so the brothers can have a taste."

If everyone agrees, come back the day after tomorrow and we can discuss it in detail.

Qian Cheng was secretly delighted, but he didn't show it on his face immediately. He quickly nodded and said, "Okay, Director Liu, I'll listen to you. I'll come back the day after tomorrow."

"Okay, just come find me then."

Qian Lu breathed a sigh of relief as he left the cafeteria.

"Chengzi, you're something else." He looked at Qian Cheng, "I was completely dumbfounded by what you said."

Qian Cheng smiled and said, "Brother, this is just the beginning. If it works out the day after tomorrow, you'll have to come here every day."

Qian Lu nodded: "Running away is better than going down the mine."

The two walked back.

On the way, Qian Cheng was making plans in his mind.

I'll come back the day after tomorrow. If we can finalize things then, it'll be a long-term commitment.

Dozens of kilograms of bean sprouts a day, that adds up to thousands of kilograms a month.

Even if you only make eight cents per pound, you can still earn eighty yuan a month. Adding in the retail sales at the market, you can easily make a hundred yuan a month.

After paying back the money to the master, I can save some of the monthly bonus from the brigade and some more to do other things.

Qian Cheng remembered that the village also had mountain products, such as wood ear fungus, mushrooms, and hazelnuts, which were all good things.

If we could collect those too and sell them in the county town, that would be another way to make a living.

But no rush, let's take it one step at a time.

Let's get this bean sprout business sorted out first, then we can talk about other things.

Back in the village, Qian Cheng first went to the brigade headquarters and told Lao Li about what had happened that day.

Old Li was quite pleased after hearing this.

"Well done, kid. You're really efficient." He patted Qian Cheng on the shoulder. "If you close the deal the day after tomorrow, the team will give you a commendation."

Qian Cheng smiled and said, "Uncle, let's not worry about remembering credit or anything else, let's get this done first."

It was already dark when I came out of the brigade headquarters.

When Qian Cheng returned home, Hou Yufen was cooking. Seeing him come back, she quickly asked, "How did it go?"

"It's alright, but I have to go again the day after tomorrow. If it works out, then everything will be fine."

Hou Yufen nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and continued with her work.

She didn't understand any of this, but as long as her youngest son was successful, she was happier than anything else.

The kitchen of the mining area canteen was filled with steam.

Chef Zhang ladled out the last batch of bean sprouts and poured them into a large iron plate.

The tender white bean sprouts were deep-fried with a little dried chili and salt. The green and white sprouts looked glistening with oil, making them very appetizing.

"Director Liu, it's all cooked," Old Zhang called out.

Liu Baoshan walked over, picked up a chopstick, took a piece, and chewed it.

The bean sprouts are crisp and slightly spicy, which is perfect for cutting through the greasiness.

He nodded: "Okay, take it out."

At noon, the miners ate in three groups.

The first group were those finishing their night shift, the second group were those preparing to go down the mine, and the third group were the surface workers.

It's almost afternoon now, and the third group of people will be here soon.

There were already people waiting outside the cafeteria.

They had just finished working; their faces were blackened and their bodies were covered in coal dust.

Some were squatting and smoking, while others were standing and chatting, all glancing towards the cafeteria.

"I'm starving! What are we eating today?"

"What else can we eat? Cabbage, of course."

"Cabbage, cabbage, cabbage every day, I'm getting sick of it."

"You should be grateful you have anything to eat. Do you think you're at home?"

"..."

The door opened.

The workers rushed in, washed their hands at the tap outside without drying them, and ran to the food serving window.

The one running at the front was a tall, thin man surnamed Ma, nicknamed "Big-Headed Ma".

He slammed the rice bowl against the window, looked inside, and froze.

"Huh? Isn't it cabbage today?"

Inside the window, the master chef held a large ladle, with two large iron plates of bean sprouts in front of him.

It was white and steaming hot, with a delicious aroma wafting out.

The people behind squeezed in and saw it too.

"Bean sprouts? They really are bean sprouts!"

"The cafeteria has finally opened its eyes! They've changed our menu?"

"Quick, quick, give me a spoonful!"

Big Head Ma pushed the rice bowl forward: "Give me more, give me more, at least we won't be eating cabbage today."

The head chef smiled and ladled out a spoonful for him, then added half a spoonful more: "Is that enough?"

"Okay, okay, okay."

One person after another followed, and the cook kept scooping out bean sprouts spoonful by spoonful.

The workers carried their lunch bowls, found a place to sit down, and began to eat.

"Hmm, these bean sprouts are great, very tender."

"It's much better than cabbage. Cabbage is stewed until it's mushy, but these bean sprouts are crisp and fresh."

"Who posted this? Did the cafeteria change its purchasing agent?"

"Who cares, as long as there's food to eat."

Ma Da Nao shoveled a few mouthfuls of rice, then stood up and walked towards the window.

He glanced at the two plates of bean sprouts, which were almost empty, and quickly called out, "Master, give me some more, I haven't had enough yet."

The head chef chuckled and scolded, "You little rascal, one serving isn't enough for you? You want two?"

"This is delicious, isn't it?" Big Head Ma handed over the rice bowl. "Give me another spoonful."

Several other people stood up and joined in.

Liu Baoshan stood at the kitchen door, watching the workers outside scrambling for bean sprouts, a smile appearing on his face.

Over the years, the canteen director has been most worried about winter.

The workers got tired of eating the cabbage and radish repeatedly and complained about it every day.

But he had no choice. In winter, there were only a few kinds of vegetables available, so where could he get fresh ones?

These bean sprouts are really popular today.

Seeing the workers enjoying their food, he understood what was going on.

the next day.

Qian Cheng got up early in the morning.

I'm not going to the mining area today. I made an appointment with Liu Baoshan for tomorrow, but he has other things to do today.

After breakfast, he went out and headed to his older brother's house.

When they arrived at his elder brother's house, Qian Lu was talking to his sister-in-law inside. Seeing Qian Cheng come in, Qian Lu asked curiously, "What are you doing today? Aren't you going to your master's to learn carpentry?"

"Let's go tomorrow afternoon, no rush." ​​Qian Cheng plopped down. "Today I'll teach you how to sprout beans."

Qian Lu was taken aback: "Teach me?"

"Okay." Qian Cheng nodded. "From now on, you'll be delivering goods to the mine every day. If I'm ever busy and can't make it, you'll have to be able to deliver them yourself."

Qian Lu scratched his head, a little hesitant: "This...this is your skill, it's not appropriate for me to learn it, is it?"

Qian Cheng looked at him and laughed.

"Brother, what did you say?"

Qian Lu said, "Really, you figured out how to sprout beans yourself. If I learned it, wouldn't that be stealing your skill?"

Qian Cheng stood up, walked up to Qian Lu, and patted him on the head.

"Brother, are you stupid?"

Qian Lu covered his head: "What are you doing?"

Qian Cheng said, "We're brothers, why are you talking about 'yours' and 'mine'? What's mine is yours, isn't it? Once you learn it, we'll work together and split the profits. What's this about stealing? If you say that again, I'll get angry."

Qian Lu opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

The older sister-in-law laughed from the side: "See, I told you Chengzi isn't that kind of person, but you just couldn't bring yourself to say no."

Qian Lu scratched his head and remained silent.