Chapter 307: The Cook Does Not Steal the Grains
Hearing that Yan Bugui also had such an idea, He Yuzhu asked about the public-private partnership.
"Uncle Yan, there's nothing wrong with setting up a stall to make money.

But your business should be considered a private business, will it eventually become a public-private partnership?"

When He Yuzhu asked about the public-private partnership, Yan Bugui smiled and explained to him the specific regulations, knowing that He Yuzhu had been at the front line and did not know them.

"Zhu Zi, no matter how much the public-private partnership works, it can't be as successful as these breakfast stalls.
The breakfast stalls in the city cost at least 8 yuan,
The Military Control Commission can't assign a public manager to each stall, because that would take up a lot of manpower and resources, and they might not even be able to pay the wages.

If the higher-ups really have this idea, they might as well just cancel the rule that food coupons are not required for meals.
All the breakfast stalls in the city disappeared in a few days."

Just as He Yuzhu was about to ask again, Yan Bugui had already stirred the bowl with a toothbrush and then poured the water over it.
"Okay, Zhuzi, go back and wash up, and we'll go out to eat together later."

Seeing this, He Yuzhu did not stay and turned back to the central courtyard.

At this time, He Yushui, Li Qingshan and others, led by He Daqing, were holding toothbrushes and bowls, rinsing their mouths under the pomegranate tree in the middle courtyard.
When they saw He Yuzhu coming in from the front yard, they all greeted him.

After washing up, He Daqing waited for He Yushui, Li Qingshan and others to put on their abacus and school bags before he led his family out of the house.

"Zhu Zi, why did you get up so early today?
Didn’t you sleep well last night? "

"It's OK. The kang at home is much more comfortable than the barracks in the army. But I'm used to getting up early in the army, so I can't fall asleep when it's time!"

"That's fine. I thought you couldn't sleep well after coming back.

By the way, what would you like to eat this morning?"

"It's all right. Don't they say you don't need food coupons for wontons? Just eat wontons!"

When he heard his brother talking about eating wontons, He Yushui raised his hand and was the first to jump out and object.

"Brother, there is only a little stuffing in the wontons outside.

It's not delicious at all.
I used to eat wontons every day, and I'm tired of it. Let's eat something else, like mutton soup with steamed buns!"

Although there is not much filling, it is made of white flour after all. When He Yushui said that he was tired of eating wontons, He Yuzhu didn't know what to say except that he felt that the lives of ordinary people had improved.

Then he scratched his sister's nose.
"Little girl, some people want to eat wontons but can't get them, but you are tired of eating them.
I'll send you to the countryside someday to suffer a little, and see if you still think wontons are not tasty."

When He Yushui heard that his brother wanted to send him to the countryside to suffer, he immediately pouted and said with an unhappy look on his face,
"Brother, I am your sister.
People are tired of eating those plain wontons sold outside, but they still eat them just to save food stamps.
But we have more food coupons than we can use up, so there is no need to save them.

Is it Daddy?

Then He Daqing nodded proudly and said,

"Of course not. Your aunt Bai and I rarely spend food coupons on meals at work, so there's no need to skimp on breakfast."

I heard He Daqing say that he and the White Widow didn't need food coupons for meals.
He Yuzhu did not ask any more questions.
Because he knew it was useless to ask. It was not just the steel mill and Fengze Garden. The chefs in the whole Daxia were almost the same.
This is an unspoken rule that has been in place for many years and there is no way to control it except by self-awareness.

Why is it that stealing by other people is called stealing, but only when a cook steals is it glorified as the so-called "If the cook does not steal, the crops will not be harvested"?
This is actually the way the leaders gave the cooks an excuse to save their lives.

A psychological preparation for myself in the face of some dishonest comrades in the chef industry.

Because people can't live without food, a considerate, qualified and vetted cook is a real scarce commodity for leaders.

What's the big deal about stealing some food?
After all, what you eat is related to your life. Who would offend their own cook for no reason? Otherwise, what if they poison themselves to death in a fit of anger?
This is like using porcelain to touch tiles.

Just as they walked into the yard, Xu Fugui and his wife came over from the backyard with Xu Damao and his sister, pushing their bicycles.
"Morning, Uncle He and Aunt He,

Zhuzi, what are you going to eat this morning? How about we go to Uncle Yang's place to eat soy milk and fried dough sticks? "When He Yuzhu heard Xu Damao talking about drinking soy milk, the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.
"Morning, Uncle Xu and Aunt Xu,

Forget about the bean juice, I'm going to take Yu Shui with me to eat mutton soup steamed buns."

"That's fine, then let's have mutton soup with steamed buns."

Hearing the noise outside, Yi Zhonghai, Jia Dongxu and their families came out one after another to say hello, and then went out to have breakfast together.

The breakfast stalls in Nanluoguxiang are already quite busy at this time.
Countless neighbors were sitting or standing with their bowls in hand, slurping the delicious food in front of them while chatting with their neighbors.

After breakfast, Xu Fugui and his son wiped their mouths and rode their bicycles to the steel mill.
Then He Daqing, Yi Zhonghai, Bai Guafu and others went to work after dinner.

After everyone left, He Yushui asked,

"Brother, how about you come with me and Zhaodi to send Jianguo to kindergarten first, and then go to our school for a look."

"Okay, I don't have anything to do anyway, so I'll go to your school first.
Uncle Yan, it’s time to go!”

Seeing He Yuzhu calling him, Yan Bugui from the wonton stand next door finished the remaining wonton soup, then wiped his mouth with a satisfied look.

"Okay, let's go. There's a flag-raising ceremony today, Monday, so we have to go early."

……

Watching He Yushui and the others walk into the school gate, and taking another look at the slogans and posters at the school gate to eliminate illiteracy, He Yuzhu turned back to the courtyard.
Then he took the first and second aunties to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.

The vegetable market at this time is very different from that of three years ago. Not only are there many more people coming to buy meat, but the goods on the stalls are no longer limited to production areas around Peking.

Like apples from the Northeast, bananas from eastern Guangdong, big carp from the Yellow River, beef and mutton from the grasslands, pork from Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Sichuan,

They can now be transported to Beijing's vegetable markets via the major railways that are gradually opening to traffic.

It has greatly enriched the dining tables of the people in the capital.

When the group came back from buying groceries and just turned into the alley, they saw the water delivery worker Wu Dafu pushing his cart and delivering water door to door.

So I greeted him with a smile.

"Hey, Uncle Wu! You are so old, why are you still delivering water?

Didn’t they say that everyone will have tap water to drink after the Guanting Reservoir was completed in May this year?
There are three water reservoirs in front and behind Nanluoguxiang. No one wants to walk these few steps by themselves, so we need you to help deliver water to our doorsteps."

Hearing He Yuzhu's call, Wu Dafu, who was filling water bottles, raised his head with a smile.

"Look at what you said, Zhuzi.

Although we ordinary people now have running water thanks to the Peking Military Control Commission,
Unlike previous years, when we had to draw water from sweet water wells,
But some people have special circumstances.
For example, those lonely elderly people in Nanluoguxiang who are similar to the old lady in your backyard,

Also, in a family like yours, everyone in the family has to go to work, so they don't have the time to queue up at the reservoir to fetch water.

Naturally, we water bearers are needed at this time.”

(End of this chapter)