Siheyuan: A Cook in the 60s

There was a "click" sound.

The coat in Zhang Cuicui's hand fell to the ground.

She came to her senses and quickly picked it up: "Did you steal the money?!"

"No, didn't I tell you? I got paid today."

"Buy this when you get your salary! Our family..."

Zhang Cuicui's angry curse had not yet come out.

Sun Jiacheng pointed to the envelope and said, "It's not all spent."

Zhang Cuicui was stunned for a moment, then opened the envelope. It was bulging with a row of big black tens neatly arranged on it.

She swallowed.

"That's all for this month. For next month, Master Cao said the rules will be changed." At this point, Sun Jiacheng paused and raised his eyebrows: "There will be more, wife, let me tell you, our family has made a fortune!"

Zhang Cuicui smoothed her hair, put down her things, and left.

"Hey, why are you going?"

"Go take a shower." Zhang Cuicui threw a coquettish glance at Sun Jiacheng.

Sun Jiacheng: ...

How can you repay kindness with enmity?

Facts have proved that after the first month's salary of Shan Sanmei Building came out, even those who had some complaints stopped talking and decided to work at Sanmei Building for the rest of their lives. In this era when it is not so easy to find a job, they must be very happy to have such a place to work and the salary is so outrageous.

It was about seven or eight days after I received my first month’s salary from Samadhi Building.

Jingyu became busy again.

Many people started walking over here to inquire about the food court.

To be honest, the rent of the food court is not low. Let's put it this way, if you rent a house in the food court for a year, you can probably buy a house somewhere else. At first, Jing Yu was also skeptical about the rent, but when he saw the turnover of Samadhi Building, he felt that it seemed appropriate. But the slightly high rent stopped many people.

What's more, some people even used their connections to find Cao Wei and see if they could rent a restaurant cheaply.

In the hustle and bustle, time passes day by day.

December 1981, 2.

The 28th day of the lunar calendar is the last day of work at the Samadhi Building. Tomorrow, the salary for January will be paid in advance. Everyone's face is full of smiles. In just a few months, everyone's food has been improved to a higher level. In addition, the salary is sufficient, and everyone's spirits are surprisingly good.

At the moment, Cao Wei was doing nothing and bragging to the security guard at the door.

"I tell you, I made a fortune this year."

"Go, go, go, go and do your own thing. It's the middle of the day and you're making so much noise that no one can sleep." The old man glared at Boss Cao, not giving him any face at all.

"Hey, old man, why are you so irritable?"

"Old man? What are you doing here today?"

"What else can I do? Wait for someone. Otherwise, I'll stay here and be your grandson." Cao Wei curled his lips. Daily Funny 1/1.

"You kid..."

Just talking.

A familiar voice came from behind.

"You kid, you're waiting here so early in the morning. I'm going to say you have bad intentions."

Hearing the familiar voice, Cao Wei turned around and saw the leader and the big leader, with a donkey-faced man (Jingyu) standing next to them.

"Hey, what's the bad intention? I came here early to wait for you two. It's just time for dinner. I'll treat you two to dinner."

“Hahahaha, I said this kid had bad intentions.” The big boss laughed three times: “Others would like to hide it, but this kid is so good that he puts it right in front of you.”

“I’ve heard a lot about your Samadhi Tower in the past few months,” the leader said cheerfully.

Hearing this, Jing Yu's expression darkened even more.

Who can understand how sad he has been in these past few months?

In the first month, he didn't have much to deal with, except for the coordination with some units at the beginning. Later on, he had a good idea of ​​the control of incoming materials, so he didn't have to rush around. The flow of tens of thousands of people was a bit too much for ordinary people, but for public institutions, it was just average.

There is no such thing as a shortage of supply. In addition, as mentioned above, we need to provide strong support, so there is no shortage of materials and the like.

But after the first month, that is, after Samadhi Tower paid its first salary, many people could no longer sit still.

People started to come to him one after another to ask about the food court.

Originally, this was a good thing. According to their original plan, they did not intend to let Cao Wei dominate. There was only one Samadhi Building on the whole street, so it was nothing. It would not have mattered if they had not done anything about it, but when they did, a lot of troubles arose.

There were a lot of complaints, all about the food being bad, the boss overcharging, the dishes not being fresh, and so on. Everyone had their own reasons, and these things made him feel like he was dying every day. If he didn't deal with it, it wouldn't work. If he did, it would be troublesome. He would spend a lot of time on it every day, and he was so annoyed that he lost several strands of hair.

He couldn't understand why there were no complaints about Cao Wei's restaurant, especially such a large one. But when it came to other people's restaurants, there were so many problems.

Look, the Chinese New Year is approaching.

When the two leaders came to inspect, he explained the problem again.

The two leaders discussed it and decided to come and take a look.

Cao Wei laughed and said, "Leader, shall I take you to see it?"

"Okay, let's go. Let's go to the Samadhi Canteen first." The leader took a look at the Samadhi Canteen where many people were queuing up and decided to go and take a look first.

"Let's go."

Cao Wei did not hesitate. He walked into the Samadhi Canteen and saw a long line of people waiting to choose dishes. He took a plate from the front of the line.

The windows for selecting dishes are covered with glass, with a hollow bottom. After each customer selects a dish, the chef inside will put the dish on the plate and then push it down like an assembly line. At the end of the plate is the checkout place. The checkout girl will quickly calculate the price of the dish on the plate and then tell you how much it costs.

Pay, pay, and you're done.

The flow rate of the entire line is quite high.

This is a model that Cao Wei created with reference to a later fast food brand called "XXyuan".

On the other side of the glass, you can see the chefs working hard.

The leader had never seen this novel open kitchen before.

"How did you come up with this idea?" the leader asked curiously.

"Hey, assembly line? I've been in a steel mill for a long time, so I figured it out."

"I mean, is it appropriate to put the kitchen directly here?"

"There's nothing wrong with that. Cooking is not something that can't be seen by others. Besides, if the diners can see the kitchen environment, they can eat with peace of mind..."