Chapter 130 Yan Bugui's New Job

It was a natural disaster, or perhaps it was to welcome the rebirth of Daxia.
From the beginning of the Battle of Crossing the Yangtze River in April until the eve of the establishment of Daxia in September, there were continuous torrential rains in China:
In April, extremely heavy rains occurred in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River;

Heavy rains occurred in the Pearl River Basin in June;

In July and August, torrential rains occurred across the country.

The rainfall in western Sichuan, in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River, in July was more than double that of previous years;
Heavy rains have continued for two months in the lower reaches of the Huai River;
A severe flood occurred in the Xijiang River (main stream of the Pearl River);

A major flood occurred in the entire Yangtze River Basin;
Widespread rainfall occurred in North China and Northeast China;

Severe floods occurred in eastern Hebei and western Liaoning;
In September of the following year, heavy rainstorms occurred again in northern Sichuan; the Yellow River suffered a severe flood, and a typhoon storm surge occurred in Songhu; and serious autumn waterlogging occurred in Guanzhong and southeastern Shanxi.

The nationwide torrential rains that lasted for half a year completely washed the old era into the long river of history.

At the same time, it also caused major floods, extremely severe floods, and natural disasters such as drought, frost, insects, wind, hail, and floods in major water systems across the country.

About 1 million mu of arable land was flooded and about 4000 million people were affected.

Fortunately, starting from March,
The Peking Military Control Commission mobilized 73537 men, 32113 animal-drawn carts, 807 cars, and 5409 gallons of gasoline.

It cost more than 2 million RMB and 91 days.
After several stages of clearing households, lanes and streets,

More than 20 tons of garbage that had been piled up in the streets and alleys of Beijing, except the Forbidden City, had already been cleared away.
This gave Beijing a brand new look.
It is no longer the Peking City where "the ground is so dark when the weather is sunny, but becomes an ink box when it rains heavily".

Nanluoguxiang was originally named Luogouxiang because of its high middle and low north and south terrain. Maoer Hutong happens to be located at the high point in the middle.
Therefore, compared with other places, there is not much water accumulation in the Siheyuan.
As soon as the father and his two sons walked into the gate, they saw the neighbors coming in and out of Yan Bugui's house.

They all came to ask Yan Bugui to write letters for them.

Seeing his sister running along the corridor connecting the courtyards to the backyard to look for Xu Zhaodi, He Yuzhu came to the door of Yan's house.
"Uncle Yan, you have done all the work of writing letters home!"

Hearing He Yuzhu's voice at the door of his house, Yan Bugui was quite surprised. When he looked up and was about to speak, he saw He Daqing following behind He Yuzhu.
He rubbed his eyes and asked in surprise after confirming again and again,

"Lao He, didn't you two go to work?"

Hearing this, He Daqing laughed at himself.
"Go to work? Fengzeyuan is closed, why should I go to work? I have to eat by myself for a while."

As the largest restaurant in Beijing,
The labor-capital issue at Fengze Garden, which had lasted for more than three months, naturally attracted the attention of most of the common people in Beijing.

Of course, there is a reason why they pay so much attention to Fengze Garden. They plan to follow suit if the workers of Fengze Garden can succeed.

Now I heard He Daqing say that Fengzeyuan has closed down.
Yan Bugui and the neighbors were somewhat surprised but also somewhat understood.
"Lao He, didn't you guys reach an agreement with the shareholders of Fengze Garden? It's just a salary increase, more benefits, and the establishment of a labor union. They won't agree to such simple requests?"

"Of course not. They didn't even agree to such a small request, and they just closed the shop."

As soon as He Daqing finished speaking, a neighbor gave him some advice.

"Lao He, since Fengze Garden is closed, why don't you hurry up and find someone to recommend you a job? Why are you running back now?"

"Yes, Lao He, you should find a job right now, otherwise you will end up living a life of idleness."

……

He Daqing just laughed at the random suggestions from the neighbors.

"Come on, come on, I know you all mean well.
But I don’t plan to look for a job for now.
After all, our Fengze Garden is a well-known brand in Beijing. Those shareholders will not give up so easily. They will definitely open the business again in the future.

By then, Zhuzi and I will have to go back to work, so we won’t have to look for a job.” “But Lao He, you guys are in such a mess now, why are you still going back to Fengze Garden?”

"Of course, that's Fengze Garden.

Even if the shareholders don't like me, what can they do? Things are different now than before. As long as I don't quit, they can't fire me!"

He Daqing's words left the neighbors a little stumped.
But the fact is that,
The Peking Military Control Commission did not allow bosses to fire workers at will, otherwise the city of Peking would not have caused such a big commotion just because of the issue of "balancing public and private interests and benefiting both labor and capital."

After figuring this out, the neighbors seemed to have gained confidence and were ready to make trouble for the boss.
But they still have one problem that has not been solved.

"Oh, Lao He, since you two are not working, and we don't know when Fengze Garden will open,
So what are you going to do during this time?
No money means no food. ”

"It's not that easy. With my skills, I can make a lot of money every month even if I'm a greenhouse cook."

After hearing He Daqing's unique method that only a craftsman could use, the neighbors began to become hesitant again and were not so confident.

He Yuzhu saw that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he looked at Yan Bugui and asked,

"Uncle Yan, I'm fine today!"

Seeing him ask this, Yan Bugui nodded happily.

"It's raining so hard outside, but there are still so many old neighbors coming to write to me. It must be okay!"

After saying this, Yan Bugui picked up the half-written letter on the table and shook it towards He Yuzhu.

"Yes, didn't the eldest son of Lao Zhu's family join the army in February? He was sent to the front line in Jiangxi Province last month. He just wrote back to report that he is safe. I am helping him reply."

Seeing Yan Bugui smiling, He Yuzhu decided to tease him.

So he smiled and asked,

"Uncle Yan, I see you have a lot of people here, how about I help you share the burden? It just so happens that I have no food to eat right now, so any money I can earn is good."

When Yan Bugui heard that He Yuzhu wanted to steal his business, his expression changed immediately.

"That won't do, Zhuzi. Your Aunt Yan just gave birth to Jiefang not long ago. My family is going through a difficult time right now. You can't interfere.

Lao He, your two workers don't need food.
Take care of your son."

He Daqing didn't want to make the relationship so awkward, so he smiled and said a few words to He Yuzhu.
But the neighbors didn't care and shouted,

"Zhu Zi, we heard that you have been practicing calligraphy for the past six months. You should be good at it.

Hurry up and take out the paper and pen to help us write the letter.

Old Yan is too slow to do it alone."

Seeing that the neighbors took it seriously, Yan Bugui looked very unhappy, and He Yuzhu naturally stopped when he realized that he had achieved his goal.

"Oh, I'm so sorry Uncle Yan.
I forgot that Jiefang is in need of nutrition right now. Your family is spending a lot of money. Blame me, blame me."

After saying that, without waiting for the neighbors to speak, He Yuzhu turned around and left Yan Bugui's house, then strolled to the backyard to find He Yushui.

(End of this chapter)