Travel through famine years and awaken a post-apocalyptic survival system.

"Alright, let's have a brief meeting. We still need to be careful about security at our factory, and we need to increase patrols at the Steel Research Institute. The recent missions haven't been easy. According to instructions from higher up, our steel factory is one of the key targets for attack..."

"That's the first problem. There's also the issue of theft, which we must find a solution to. Even if we can't completely eliminate it, we must crack down on it severely..."

Zhao Qingsong listened quietly.

It didn't take long for him to understand what it meant.

These past few years have been difficult, leaving the mainland exhausted. The long-dormant other side of the sea felt an opportunity had arisen and began planning a counterattack.

In the past two years, they have sent a lot of people here, and at the same time activated some of their spies who were lying in wait in the mainland.

The Iron and Steel Research Institute is very important; the data there provides information about the progress of scientific research in mainland China.

This is a security issue.

Another one is theft.

These are difficult times. There is a severe food shortage, not enough to eat at all. Adults can endure it, but children cannot.

Over the course of three years, many families have exhausted their savings by buying expensive grain.

As a result, some people began to take risks.

With over 100,000 employees at the steel plant, plus their families, the total number exceeds 200,000. For the security department, which has no surveillance and only a dozen or so staff members, the steel plant is like a sieve.

There's absolutely no way to check!

The steel mill is just too big.

Although it is only about two kilometers wide, it is nearly six kilometers long. It would take three or four hours to walk around the entire factory area.

The outer area is much larger, and it would be very difficult to find the stolen items in such a large area and among such a large crowd.

But Zhao Qingsong's eyes lit up.

It might not work during the day when there are too many people, but at night, it's completely your own territory!

"Keep a close eye on things when people leave work tonight. If anything seems suspicious, stop them and investigate! Investigate thoroughly! Okay, everyone, you can all leave now!"

After the section chief finished speaking, everyone dispersed.

Upon seeing Zhao Qingsong, he directly addressed Gao Dazhi beside him:

"Oh, right, Dazhi, this kid will work with you for a few days. Train him and let him get familiar with the department. Get him on the job as soon as possible; we don't keep idle people in this department."

"Okay, sure."

Gao Dazhi agreed, gestured to Zhao Qingsong, and the group left the office.

……

Back in the office, Old Liu handed him a cigarette and said with a smile, "That's just how the section chief is. He didn't mean anything by it, so don't overthink it."

Zhao Qingsong took the cigarette and smiled, "It's nothing."

"Okay, you guys are busy, I still have a ton of documents to file!"

After Lao Liu finished speaking, he went to the innermost desk and started working.

Zhao Qingsong watched the two of them busy with their own things and then walked towards Gao Dazhi.

"Brother Gao, what's the situation with the house?"

Gao Dazhi looked at the old watch on his hand and said, "Are you sure you want it? If you are, I'll talk to the section chief and take you to the neighborhood office to get the paperwork done."

"Sure!"

"Alright, let's go, I'll go and tell them."

"good!"

Gao Dazhi stood up, put on his hat, and walked out of the department.

……

After Gao Dazhi consulted with his superiors, he took him to the bicycle shed, retrieved the bicycle, and led him directly to the housing management office under the street office.

The other party was clearly very familiar with the local street office; many people greeted him when he arrived.

Having connections makes things much faster.

In about an hour, the house was settled, and I also registered my information at the neighborhood office.

After getting things done, the two pushed the cart out of the neighborhood office.

"Brother Gao, here's the money, please count it."

After they came out, Zhao Qingsong handed the money to him.

Gao Dazhi took it, counted the contents, and put it away, laughing, "Alright, the house is yours from now on. It's fine to make do for a while. When you get your own dormitory room later, you can resell it for a few dozen yuan. You won't lose too much."

Zhao Qingsong smiled upon hearing this: "Okay, thanks!"

"Don't mention it! Let's go!"

I took him to the factory on my bike.

……

In the morning, Zhao Qingsong didn't have much to do, so Gao Dazhi took him on patrol and helped him familiarize himself with the surrounding terrain.

Zhao Qingsong also took the time to collect his ration, otherwise he wouldn't be able to eat.

It's the beginning of the month now. Besides 18 jin of grain coupons, we have 6 jin of refined grains and 12 jin of coarse grains.

Plus 6 jin of food vouchers.

Holding the food substitute coupon in his hand, Zhao Qingsong asked Gao Dazhi curiously, "Brother Gao, what kinds of food substitutes does your factory offer?"

The difficult period was nearing its end, and the original owner naturally knew about this thing.

There are four main types of food substitutes.

The first category is: rice husks, wheat bran, corn cobs, and locust bark. These materials produce a very poor taste.

The second type is made from sweet potato vines, locust tree leaves, old vegetable leaves, sesame leaves, etc., which are barely palatable.

The third type is Chlorella.

The fourth type includes "artificial meat extract", "artificial meat", leaf protein, etc.

The latter two types are not sold to ordinary people, but patients with edema can get some from the hospital to improve their lives.

However, the steel mill offers better benefits, so perhaps the substitute food is also better.

Gao Dazhi looked at it and laughed, "Oh, this, the food we make in our factory is usually vegetable dumplings. It's made by grinding old vegetable leaves and sweet potato vines into powder, adding a little soybean meal, and then steaming it."

He paused for a moment and then said, "However, our factory has a small algae pond. You can take a slip to collect half a pound of algae every month. That's a good thing; ordinary factories don't have this privilege."

Zhao Qingsong nodded slightly.

It's alright.

All I can say is, try to find joy in hardship!

The morning passed quickly; unlike the workshop, the security department staff could not go to the canteen for lunch in advance.

Holding my lunchbox, I followed the security personnel to the cafeteria.

The steel plant was huge, with more than one canteen.

When Zhao Qingsong entered the canteen, he realized that he had overestimated the food at the steel plant.

As for staple foods, they mainly ate white flour steamed buns, mixed grain cornbread, and that mysterious vegetable dumpling, all of which were at least dry.

The food, however, was far too meager.

There wasn't a trace of meat in the dish.

Stir-fried cabbage, stir-fried white radish, kelp, and pickled vegetables.

Except for the seaweed, which costs three cents a spoonful, everything else costs two cents. The prices aren't expensive, but they don't look appetizing.

Of course, this is the first-floor cafeteria; I heard the second-floor cafeteria is slightly better.

Special treat!

However, he didn't have the rank to go there; only two people in the entire department were qualified to eat there.

Zhao Qingsong followed behind, bought two steamed buns and a vegetable dumpling with his grain coupons.

I picked seaweed and pickled vegetables.

There weren't many seats in the cafeteria, so we went back to our office to eat after we finished our meal.

……

Zhao Qingsong looked at the vegetable dumpling and tentatively took a bite.

As for the taste...

These dried vegetables are not fresh; the leaves cannot be exposed to sunlight, otherwise they will crumble like withered leaves when squeezed.

They were mostly dried in the shade in autumn, and had a strong musty smell.

If it were the original owner, she would definitely be able to eat it, since it's dry.

But as someone who had traveled from another era, he found it truly difficult to swallow.

Seeing that the people around him were eating, he quietly put the items into his spatial storage and ate the steamed bun.

……

After eating and drinking their fill, everyone started smoking and chatting.

"Dazhi, Qingsong is here. How about... we let him go with you tomorrow? I really don't want to go."

While I was lost in thought, someone in the department spoke up.

黄海

The last person in the department.

Gao Dazhi rolled his eyes upon hearing this: "What are you thinking! He's just a child. The snow in the mountains is so deep, every step leaves a dent! He can't even shoot a gun, what's the point of going there! This is just bullying!"

Huang Hai chuckled sheepishly, "I was just saying!"

Zhao Qingsong asked in surprise, "Brother Gao, what's wrong?"

Gao Dahai didn't speak, but Lao Liu did.

"It's nothing. Aren't we short of supplies right now? Our security section already has armed training missions, and we've been assigned to send two people into the mountains to hunt every week. The subsidy is four ounces of grain."

"If we can hunt a lot of wild boars, the factory will give us a commendation!"

Gao Dazhi, who was smoking next to him, complained, "What's the point of hunting? There aren't that many prey in the mountains. The best we've ever caught in our department these past few times is a rabbit and a pheasant. Old Zhou and his colleagues from next door went last week and didn't get a single thing. Their feet and ears were frostbitten."

They even get commendations and awards! This is just a miserable job.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qingsong's eyes lit up instantly.

This is a task tailor-made for him!

He was just worried about his kill mission!

He licked his lips and asked, "Um... Brother Gao, how do we divide the game?"