Courtyard: My wife is Wen Li

He Yuzhu left directly after get off work. He had already expected that Ma Feng would be unlucky tonight.

You can see Ma Feng's face tomorrow morning, so he doesn't care at all.

Sure enough, after going to work the next day, the so-called Master Gao did not show up, nor did Ma Feng. Then Director Li came.

"He Yuzhu, Master He?" Director Li entered the kitchen and saw He Yuzhu sitting on the chair. He walked over and asked directly.

"Yes, you are?" He Yuzhu asked.

"I'm Li Huaide!" Li Huaide smiled.

He Yuzhu stood up in a hurry, "It turns out to be Director Li. I wonder what instructions Director Li has when he comes to the kitchen?"

"Let's go out and have a chat?" Li Huaide asked.

"Okay, please go first!" He Yuzhu was very polite. After all, this person was not easy to offend, and the other party was also very polite.

He Yuzhu was not stupid. Ma Feng couldn't pay him to make a small stove every time. He couldn't afford it as a canteen director. He must have told the truth last night, so Li Huaide came in person.

The two came out of the back door, and Li Huaide said: "I didn't do my job well. Comrade Ma Feng's consciousness is not high enough. Is Master He willing to be the canteen director?"

"You praise me!" He Yuzhu said: "The previous factory leader had this intention, but I rejected it. I know my own business. I am not that material."

"I'll be in the back kitchen and be a cook with peace of mind. This is the most suitable place for me, and I don't have to worry."

Li Huaide nodded. With He Yuzhu's cooking skills, the level of the cooks was low. If the previous factory leaders wanted to retain people, they would definitely have to provide benefits from other places.

"Master He is so humble. I think the canteen is managed very well!" Li Huaide said with a smile: "I have also heard about some things in the past recently. Master He has always served the factory leaders very well."

He Yuzhu could naturally tell that this was the point of He Yuzhu. Why was he willing to do Xiaozao before? Why don't you do it now?

And He Yuzhu said: "Although these are not my responsibilities, I can't care too much about personal gains and losses when doing work, but work must always go smoothly."

"I can't give up anymore, and if I don't leave well, no one would be willing to change this matter!"

"Like Comrade Ma Feng, who obviously doesn't understand anything, but he comes up and wants to use me to establish his power?"

"What I value is that there are a lot of people in the steel rolling mill. It's convenient for me to take on private work. It's not really necessary to be here. There are many places that want to hire me."

What He Yuzhu said was very straightforward, and Li Huaide knew after thinking about it that He Yuzhu's private work was no less than his salary, or even more.

Otherwise, why wouldn’t you want to be the canteen director? Why are people squatting here?

Now it is they, the factory leaders, who need He Yuzhu. After all, everyone is just trying to stutter these days, so what else can they be trying to do?

Especially Li Huaide, most of the people he entertains are people of the same level. Having such a chef in his factory is unmatched by other factories.

This is convenience, which gives him the convenience to gather connections, so Li Huaien must know He Yuzhu's positioning.

If you lose it, it is impossible to find another one.

It's easy for He Yuzhu to leave now. The worst he can do is go cook for a big boss, but there's no way to make money by cooking for a big boss!

Although he is not short of money, his private life gives him the best cover. When there is a natural disaster in three years, he will not be able to go to the pigeon market.

When the time comes, I can do private work and sell some ingredients. After all, these are only small quantities and no one can find out.

"Yes, the work must be done smoothly. I hope Master He can work with peace of mind in the future. You can come to me at any time for other problems." Li Huaide did not make it clear, but since he said so, Ma Feng is not a problem.

"Don't worry, Director!" He Yuzhu nodded and agreed. Anyway, he had made a lot of money from Ma Feng recently, so it was time for him to stop.

In this way, He Yuzhu still has the final say in the cafeteria. Ma Feng can only stay in the office or go to other cafeterias every morning to demonstrate his authority as the cafeteria director.

…

The days just became quiet again, but as time went by, it slowly came to the end of 1959.

There has been a certain drought since last year, and it is even more so this year. Food rations have been reduced. Now at the end of the year, life is not easy for everyone.

There is an extra person in the Jia family. Jia Dang has been born, but she is a girl. Mrs. Jia Zhang is very unhappy.

However, Jia Dongxu was promoted to level four fitter, and the factory issued him a certificate and a sewing ticket. Jia Dongxu immediately bought a sewing machine.

In this way, Mrs. Jia and Zhang became more prestigious in the courtyard, and her son was a person of high standing.

The salary of a fourth-level fitter is 52.5 yuan, which is more than He Yuzhu, which makes Jia Zhang even more happy.

Although He Yuzhu earns more from his private work, it is enough to exceed his apparent income.

Seeing that it was New Year's Day, after He Yuzhu came home that day, Wen Li said, "Zhuzhu, can you get food?"

"There is no food at my parents' place?" He Yuzhu asked directly.

"It's not them, it's the eldest sister's house. Their two boys are very good at eating." Wen Li naturally knew that there was no shortage of food at home. The three of them had rations, but their family did not rely on rations to eat.

Bangzi noodles need to be passed through a fine mesh sieve. Who among ordinary people does this?

He Yuzhu did not hesitate, "I will go out in the evening and I will send the things directly to my parents. They live in a single family. If the eldest sister or the second sister needs it, they can take a small amount from there to home."

"We will go there with the rain during the festival. We can eat as much as we want there, but not at home."

Wen Li became happy when she heard this, "You won't have any problems here, right?"

"Don't worry!" He Yuzhu smiled, but did not say where the things came from, "Eat first."

The three of them ate with the door closed, and then He Yuzhu pushed the cart and walked out again, "Zhuzhu, do you want to go out now?" Yan Bugui was still blocking it in the front yard.

"Yes, Wen Li's mother-in-law asked me to come over. I'll take a look while I have nothing to do after dinner." He Yuzhu smiled, "I'll try to come back as soon as possible, but don't close the door too early."

"No problem!" Yan Bugui saw that He Yuzhu didn't take anything, so he naturally wouldn't stop him.

He Yuzhu rode his bicycle directly to Wen's house. It was relatively quiet outside at this time, and there was almost no one on the street at night. He Yuzhu was holding the bicycle with one hand and holding a flashlight with the other hand.

He did not install a motorcycle light. The light was too weak, and he had to ride fast. It would be more likely to cause accidents. It was better to use a flashlight!