Siheyuan: Struggle Begins in the 1950s

When Jia Dongxu asked this, Yi Zhonghai was also puzzled.

In the morning he saw Wang Jianjun going out wearing the steel rolling mill uniform.

It is obvious that this guy came to the factory to take over Wang Defa's shift.

Normally the workshop director should have brought his people here in the morning, and he was waiting to see Wang Jianjun's expression when he saw him.

As a result, this guy didn't show up until it was almost time to get off work. It's impossible that he would skip work on his first day at work.

Just when Yi Zhonghai was wondering, the workshop director happened to walk in.

"Master Yi, come here for a moment."

When Yi Zhonghai saw the workshop director asking him to do so, he quickly took off his gloves and stepped forward to politely say:

"Director, you called me?"

"Master Yi, I went to inquire this morning. There is no one named Wang Jianjun in our fitter workshop. I also went to other workshops to ask, but there is no such person. Can you ask which department he has been transferred to?"

Yi Zhonghai didn’t understand what was going on. If Wang Jianjun was not in the workshop, where would he go?

"Then I'll go ask the director. Sorry to bother you this time."

The workshop director waved his hand and said that these were all trivial matters, then turned and left the workshop.

As soon as the workshop director left, Jia Dongxu, who was pretending to be working seriously, dropped the tools in his hand and ran to Yi Zhonghai and said excitedly:

"Master, is this about that kid Wang Jianjun?"

Yi Zhonghai waved his hands in annoyance, "It's not even a start yet. The director just said that this kid didn't report for duty."

"He didn't come? That's not right! I saw him wearing our factory uniform and going out this morning. Where would he go if he didn't come to work?"

"If you ask me, who should I ask? Forget it, let's go home and eat first. Let's go to the cafeteria and call Shazhu to go with us."

Yi Zhonghai was in a bad mood. He felt that everything had gone wrong for him in the past few days, and everything was related to Wang Jianjun.

Jia Dongxu didn't think too much about it. He was like Jia Zhangshi, not very active in work but the best at eating. Thinking about going home after get off work, his steps quickened.

After packing up their things and leaving the factory, they went to the canteen kitchen.

Yi Zhonghai immediately spotted Sha Zhu, who was sitting on a chair at the kitchen door, drinking tea and sulking.

"Zhu Zi, what are you doing after work?"

When he saw Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu, Sha Zhu greeted them, but his expression was still not looking good.

"What's going on? Are you having a fight with that kid Xu Damao again?"

Sha Zhu curled his lips and said, "What ability can Xu Damao's grandson have? He is still Wang Jianjun's grandson."

When Jia Dongxu heard Sha Zhu mention Wang Jianjun, he also became excited.

"Zhu Zi, have you seen that bastard Wang Jianjun? I've been waiting for him for a whole day and I haven't seen him yet."

Sha Zhu wondered, "Why are you waiting for him?"

Jia Dongxu then told Yi Zhonghai about his and Yi Zhonghai's plan.

After listening to this, Sha Zhu pondered for a while and said:

"Uncle, I saw Wang Jianjun's grandson this morning. He came to get food with the people from the purchasing department. Do you think that guy went to the purchasing department?"

"Purchasing department? Impossible. His father Wang Defa is a fitter, so shouldn't Wang Jianjun take over the job of a fitter?"

Jia Dongxu, who succeeded Lao Jia, said that this was impossible. When he took over, he felt that the work of a fitter was too tiring and didn't want to do it. He even had the crazy idea to ask the factory leaders if he could be transferred to an office position.

The result is predictable. Jia Dongxu was almost kicked out by the security department.

"I don't know about that, but it seems that the two of them are quite familiar with each other. I didn't know what connections he had in the purchasing department before."

Yi Zhonghai was also a little confused about the situation, so he said to Sha Zhu:

“Forget it, let’s not worry about Wang Jianjun for now. I’ll go ask someone about it tomorrow.

Zhuzi, is there any treat in the cafeteria today? The old lady lost her walking stick yesterday and was in a bad mood and couldn't sleep all night. If you have any leftover meat or vegetables, bring some back to satisfy her craving."

"Hey, this old lady is so upset just because she lost a broken stick. I haven't entertained you for the past two days, so don't even think about the meat or vegetables.

I have a box of leftovers for you to take back later. Don’t be disgusted, there is a lot of oil in it. It was originally prepared for Yu Shui, but if the old lady is greedy, give it to her first.”

Sha Zhu didn't think there was anything wrong with giving the food for his sister to the deaf old lady. It could only be said that Yi Zhonghai's brainwashing was very effective. Although Sha Zhu complained a lot, he still gave what was due.

Yi Zhonghai nodded secretly. This kind of selfless fool is the real fool.

"Then give the old lady two more steamed buns. The steamed buns are too hard and I'm afraid she won't be used to them."

Sha Zhu nodded, turned and went into the kitchen. After a while he came out with two lunch boxes in his hands.

"Uncle, here's the lunch box for you. Remember to hide it so no one can see it."

Sha Zhu's movements were very skillful and it was obvious that this was not the first time he had done this.

As for the white flour buns inside, we have to mention what Sha Zhu often said.

"The cook does not steal the grains."

In his opinion, stealing some public property is nothing.

This is also the result of Yi Zhonghai's many years of teaching.

Beating someone is not a big deal, and stealing things is nothing either. Over time, Sha Zhu developed into a lawless person.

In the Quanjude Restaurant on the other side.

Wang Jianjun came here with two bottles of iced Beibingyang soda, ready to taste one of the representative delicacies of this era.

This century-old roast duck restaurant is a culinary landmark of this era.

In addition to Quanjude, there are several other time-honored brands in the city, such as Donglaishun, Fengzeyuan, and Emei Restaurant.

There is even Lao Mo Restaurant, a check-in destination for young people of this era.

When talking about these time-honored brands, we have to mention an interesting incident that happened during the public-private partnership transformation.

At that time, after the time-honored Donglaishun's mutton hotpot was transformed through a joint venture, many customers reported that the mutton no longer tasted good.

This incident caused quite a stir at the time and was even reported in the newspapers. What's even more magical is that this news actually attracted the attention of the top leader.

The leader even raised the issue at a State Council meeting.

“Why has the mutton from Donglaishun become unpalatable?”

The issue was immediately elevated to a political level.

After investigation, it was finally discovered that the rules in Donglaishun’s kitchen had been changed after the public-private partnership.

In order to improve efficiency and reduce costs, Donglaishun has lowered the requirements for the quality and slicing of purchased mutton.

This problem is not only faced by Donglaishun, but also by Quanjude and other famous time-honored brands.

The reason why time-honored brands are called time-honored brands is because of their high standards.

Once the standard is lowered, it will naturally go awry.

In the end, it was the leader who spoke and decided the attitude: "In socialism, lamb and duck should be more delicious and more progressive."

Now that the leader has spoken, how can the mutton and duck not taste good?

So all the old brands returned to their original standards.

Even in order to achieve real progress, the standards have been raised.

In his previous life, when Wang Jianjun saw this history on his mobile phone, he once thought it was a fabricated unofficial history.