Siheyuan: A Cook in the 60s

In 1985, inflation occurred in China.

Previously, pork was sold at around 8 cents per pound.

When it’s cheap, it’s around 6 cents.

Now, pork is available in the market, but the price is 1.75 yuan per pound.

The price of launching water is slightly cheaper, but it is gradually becoming more expensive.

In the past, going into the water was at most a get-together.

It is worth mentioning that housing prices have also been gradually raised this year.

The men made a fire at home and prepared brine according to the recipe.

The women went to the streets to buy food.

"Is this the price for this water?" The sister-in-law's expression was not very good.

"Hey, look at what you said. No meat is priced this high now. If you think it's suitable, take it. If not, forget it." It was obvious that the stall owner had no intention of lowering the price.

"If we buy more, will it be a bargain?" Qin Jingru asked with a turn of her eyes.

"More? How much more?"

"I want all of these on your stall."

"Little sister, this..."

"Oh, you want to make braised pork?" The stall owner understood immediately: "How about pork belly? Want it?"

"No, I can't afford it." Qin Jingru shook her head.

The stall owner was not surprised, as most of the stewed food during this period was made with offal, and its main selling point was that it was cheap, salty enough and tasted good.

"Okay, I'll give it to you at a lower price, but I have conditions."

"What conditions?"

"Later, get me a pound to try. I just like it." The stall owner was also an interesting person. After some back and forth, some pulling, and the gift of braised pork, they became acquaintances. In the future, Qin Jingru would have to come here to buy goods, right?

"What I make is not stewed food, but stewed food."

"Braised food? That's fine. I want one pound of it, too. I want all the braised food."

"Okay then, I'll take them all." Qin Jingru waved her hand and took them all.

When the eldest and second sister-in-law followed Qin Jingru home, their hands were shaking.

When the two elder brothers heard the noise and came out to greet them, their eyes went dark...

"No, why did you buy so much?"

I saw three women, their hands were busy, each holding a cloth bag in both hands, which were full of things.

Cao Wei did not directly ask the logistics department of Samadhi House to deliver the goods. In fact, Qin Jingru had to buy it herself. She took a quick look around the market and found that the logistics department of Samadhi House not only guaranteed the quality, but also the price was not too high.

"Not much, most of it is vegetables, all together, it's only 68 yuan."

"How much?!" Qin Jianjun's voice changed.

"I'll sell it first. If it can't be sold tomorrow, it's my fault." Qin Jingru vowed and was very generous.

The other four: ...

"What for? No, I'll take it back for the employees. The cafeteria doesn't have this."

"Little sister, is this considered harming the public interest for personal gain?" Qin Jianjun asked in a low voice.

Qin Jingru rolled her eyes: "Samadhi Tower, it's my home, who am I fattening?"

It seems reasonable.

In fact, each person had a bag, and although it looked like a lot of stuff, in reality, it didn’t cost much.

Pork is expensive, but what they buy are pig offal.

Like vegetables, the price of radish is 7 cents per pound.

Cao Wei once said that among braised dishes, vegetarian dishes account for a large proportion.

Qin Jingru was an obedient girl, so she bought a lot of vegetarian dishes.

"Get to work, get to work. There's so much, hurry up and get it out. Wash the vegetables too, and try to get it out tonight."

the other side.

After the third apprentice Zhang Shuisheng came out of the office, he went straight to Wei Wei to settle the bill.

"Here, I've prepared it for you. Also, this is the profit distribution of opening a store. Take a look."

"No, this is a shop, right? Aren't you selling it from a cart?" Zhang Shuisheng was a little confused. He knew about braised food. If you say that this thing has something to do with chefs, it has something to do with it, but there is really no technical difficulty. You just have to follow the recipe.

"That will also generate income, and if there is income there will be money to share. You can see for yourself, this is the rule." Wei Wei motioned for him to take it.

Zhang Shuisheng took it.

In this era, there were still many illiterate people. Cao Wei later stipulated that anyone working in the Samadhi Building had to be literate. Only then could they learn step by step. If they were illiterate, they would not be able to understand even the rules and regulations, and the one who would be in trouble would be themselves, not others.

Zhang Shuisheng is also an old man and is very familiar with this system. However, any system written by Cao Wei is straightforward and needs to be read bit by bit.

Wei Wei didn't rush him and continued to deal with the things at hand.

After looking at it for a while, he raised his head in disbelief: "Why is this thing worth so many points?"

The commission for opening a store outside is 334, which is 4%. However, for the profit of the braised food, Samadhi Tower only takes %, which means that the seller can get %.

"Lao Cao said that in the future, the stewed food will be prepared in a unified way. You know the formula, but don't let it out. Thirty percent is not high. They have to buy from us."

Zhang Shuisheng is one of us.

There are some things that Cao Wei didn't say, but Wei Wei has to make them clear to him.

"In other words, we still have something to earn from the brine business?" Zhang Shuisheng understood.

"Not necessarily." Wei Wei shook his head. "Only those who are willing to do it can make a profit. In the early stage, it will be promoted internally, and then it will be gradually relaxed later. There will always be people who don't want to follow the rules. You do this just as an experiment to see how to sell it. Your master's intention should be to let you be responsible for this area in the future. You are an average chef, but you are quite good at talking and doing things."

Wei Wei and Zhang Shuisheng are old acquaintances.

At that time, Wei Wei was still the canteen director, and Zhang Shuisheng came.

Old superior.

"Is that so?" Zhang Shuisheng scratched his head: "Then Director, I'll go try it first."

Zhang Shuisheng didn't care either.

In fact, he is a person who likes to chat and talk with people. If you ask him about his ambition, he doesn't have much. He just wants to live a good life.

Ambition is something that is accumulated from generation to generation and is enhanced by the vision of generation after generation.

In Zhang Shuisheng's eyes, being able to support his family, marry a wife, have a son, and raise him up was his limit. It was just that he was lucky and became a disciple of Cao Wei, so everything went smoothly. But his son probably didn't think so, because having enough food was his daily routine, not his ideal.

His ideals became even higher.

So, if it weren't for Cao Wei's urging, Zhang Shuisheng would probably not be willing to take over this business. He took over this business more to complete his master's task than to achieve his own revenge. Of course, it would be good if he could have more fun in the process.