Siheyuan: Started in 1950, third-level cook

So Chen Xueru and Chen Jun got more and more interested as they talked. They drank and discussed the domestic and international situations, and they couldn't wait to stay for dinner.

But it was getting late, so Chen Jun and Lin Yao had to go home.

"Hey, I find it really comfortable to chat with you. We can talk about anything. If you two didn't have to go home, I would take you to a restaurant today."

"There's a very nice pub in the alley in front. I often go there for dinner."

Chen Jun took Lin Yao to the door of the store and waved to Chen Xueru with a smile: "We'll go again if we have a chance, but I have to go home now."

By the time the brother and sister returned to the courtyard, it was already dark.

Mother Wang Xia had already gotten off work and was cooking in the kitchen.

I saw Chen Jun and Lin Yao coming back with some things in their hands.

"You two are back just in time. The meal will be ready soon."

Chen Jun put the things in his hands aside, washed his hands, and went into the kitchen to help.

The cabbage fried in vinegar was added in the pan. Chen Jun added more balsamic vinegar to make the cabbage taste crispier.

While eating, Wang Xia glanced at Chen Jun, looking as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Seeing this, Chen Jun took the initiative to ask, "Mom, are you tired from work today?"

Wang Xia shook her head: "Not tired, I just resumed work today, the team leader only gave me some simple workpiece processing, let me get familiar with it first, and then I will officially start working after a while."

After saying that, Wang Xia pursed her lips and said, "Xiaojun, today the director of the personnel department came to me and said that our family still has a quota for employment in the factory. We have been notifying them for a long time but have not received a response. He asked if our family has no candidate of the right age."

Factory admission quota?

Upon hearing the news, Chen Jun was also stunned.

After carefully recalling the memories in my mind, I found that the original owner did not know this news.

"What quota? Why didn't you mention it before, Mom?" Chen Jun asked puzzledly.

Wang Xia shook her head. "I just found out about this today. The director of the personnel department asked Yi Zhonghai to bring a letter to our family saying that your father had died. The factory was worried about the hardship faced by the martyr's family, so they specially gave him a position in the procurement department. But I don't think Yi Zhonghai mentioned this before."

"Because we haven't received a reply, the purchasing department is now full. If you want to work in the factory, you can transfer to the workshop. You can choose to be a fitter or section worker. Xiaojun, you will be 18 next year. Do you want to work in the factory?"

Wang Xia was a little conflicted when she asked this question. Chen Jun is making a lot of money setting up a stall now, and it is not particularly hard work. Working in a factory is relatively stable.

So Wang Xia wanted to hear Chen Jun's opinion. If Chen Jun wanted to go to work, she would take him to go through the employment procedures after the New Year.

But Chen Jun thought differently from Wang Xia.

The steel mill gave their family a quota to work in the factory, why did they only find out about it now?

It is obvious that Yi Zhonghai was behind this.

Their family situation was poor before, their mother was in poor health, and he and his sister were not very old.

If something happens at home again, can Yi Zhonghai make some secret moves to get the quota?

Whether you give it to others or sell it, it will be a considerable income.

After all, it is not easy to find a job nowadays. Everyone wants to try their best to work in a factory. Not only is the income stable and high, but you can also learn skills, which will be a plus when finding a partner in the future.

Even though the salary for an apprentice in a factory is only 20-odd dollars and more than 30-odd dollars after becoming a regular employee, it is still a good income for an average family.

Why did Qin Huairu and her cousin Qin Jingru try so hard to stay in the city?

Because life in rural areas is particularly hard nowadays, people need to work to get enough food.

An ordinary rural family may only earn a few dozen yuan after working very hard for a year, and they are lucky if they can eat and drink well enough for the whole family without going into debt.

Therefore, it is basically impossible to live a luxurious life in the countryside. If you want to live a good life, you can only come to the city.

Qin Huairu was willing to marry Jia Dongxu, partly because the Jia family lived in the city, and partly because Jia Dongxu had a formal job in a steel mill.

Otherwise, given the Jia family's situation, Qin Huairu wouldn't even bother to look at Jia Dongxu in the countryside.

The same thing happened to Qin Jingru in the future. Even though she knew that she had been cheated by Xu Damao, she still found a way to marry Xu Damao so that she could stay in the city.

Seeing that Chen Jun was silent, Lin Yao said anxiously, "Mom, we still have to set up a stall to make money, and my brother can't go to work in the factory."

The brother and sister set up a stall and earned dozens or hundreds of dollars a day. Their one-day income was equivalent to several months' salary at the steel mill.

In Lin Yao's opinion, only a fool would go to the factory.

Chen Jun smiled when he heard this, gave Lin Yao a look that said don't worry, and then said to his mother: "Mom, if it's a buyer, I can still consider it, but forget about joining the workshop. I'm not interested in fitter and forgery."

"But the stall business can only last for a few months at most, so I thought it would be better to sell the quota at the steel mill to avoid people eyeing it."

"When I stop setting up the stall, I will find a job in a restaurant. Lin Yao is still young, so I will send her back to school to continue her studies."

When Lin Yao heard that they would no longer set up a stall and would have to send her back to school, she immediately became unhappy.

"Brother, setting up a stall can make a lot of money, why do you stop after just a few months?"

Chen Jun smiled and didn't explain further.

Mother Wang Xia agreed with Chen Jun's decision.

My daughter is still young, so going to school is the best option.

My son is such a good cook, it will definitely be more promising for him to work in a big restaurant in the future, which is more suitable than staying in a steel mill.

Although the steel rolling mill is stable, the work is hard and promotion is slow.

......

The next day, early in the morning.

Chen Jun found some information about his father at home, and after arranging for Lin Yao to stay at home, he prepared to go out with his mother.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Chen Jun smiled and said, "I'm going out to do something, and I'll buy you a bunch of candied haws while I'm at it."

ha?

Do something?

What is making trouble?

Lin Yao wanted to ask more questions, but Chen Jun and Wang Xia had already left.

When I walked out of the alley, I happened to meet Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu who were going to work together.

Jia Dongxu has been working overtime a lot recently, and Chen Jun has only met him a few times.

I took a closer look today and was surprised to see that he had such heavy dark circles under his eyes, as if he had indulged in excessive sexual activities.

This shouldn't be the case. Qin Huairu's belly is so big, how could Jia Dongxu survive? Could it be that Qin Huairu also practiced breathing techniques?

Just as Chen Jun was looking at Jia Dongxu, Yi Zhonghai also noticed Chen Jun.

When he saw Chen Jun and Wang Xia also going to the steel mill, he understood something.

Man proposes, God disposes. It seems that I won’t be able to get this factory job quota.

The courtyard is not far from the steel rolling mill and can be reached in just over ten minutes on foot.

But when Chen Jun wanted to enter the factory, he was stopped by the attendant at the factory gate.

The duty officers of that time were different from the security guards of later generations. They were real security department members and had great power.