Chapter 445: The Shocking Price of Expensive Dishes
He Yuzhu had just returned to the courtyard after get off work when he saw He Daqing surrounded by neighbors, asking about the high-priced vegetables.
Then He Daqing smiled and nodded.

"That's what happened.

This expensive dish does not require food coupons or meat coupons. As long as you make a reservation and pay the money, you can eat it.”

When the neighbors heard that they didn't need meat coupons, they were shocked.
Of course, what surprised them was not the meat coupons themselves, but the fact that they had not seen fresh pork on the market for more than a month and could only buy canned pork at the supply and marketing cooperatives.
"Lao He, isn't there no meat on the market? Why do you still have meat for sale at Fengze Garden?

You're not just giving everyone canned food, are you? How do you make these expensive dishes so expensive?"

"Bullshit, canned meat,

Don't you see which restaurants are designated as high-end restaurants? Do our Fengze Garden, Cuihualou, and Datong Restaurant sell canned meat?"

He Daqing was quite intimidating when he got angry. Liu Haizhong and the others were all startled.
"Don't be angry, Lao He, just talk nicely!"

"You said you're not angry, then don't be angry. Listen to what you're saying. Aren't you questioning my professional ethics?"

"No, I don't mean that, Lao He.

Don't be angry, tell us how you sell this expensive vegetable. We haven't eaten fresh pork for a long time, and we are craving for it."

Seeing that the neighbors had given in, He Daqing, who had achieved his goal, decided to stop while he was ahead and said with a smile,

"It is very easy for you to eat meat now.
Tomorrow, go to our high-end restaurants such as Fengzeyuan and Cuihualou to make reservations and receive number plates. We will report the number of reservations to the Central Finance Committee and the corresponding amount of food will be delivered.

Just show your number plates when you come to dinner the next day."

"It's that simple?"

"It's that simple, all you need is money!"

"How much is that?"

Seeing them asking this most important question, He Daqing waved his hand with a wicked smile.

"It's not expensive. According to the Central Finance Committee's regulations, all 18 high-end restaurants now sell stir-fried pork slices. A serving of stir-fried pork slices costs 16 yuan."

The price He Daqing quoted scared everyone half to death. Yan Bugui even pointed at him tremblingly, obviously frightened.

"Lao He, 16 yuan a serving, is this what you call not expensive?
The pork we usually eat is only 7 cents per pound, and we can buy fat three fingers thick to make oil.
But you guys at Fengzeyuan only charge 16 yuan for a serving of fried pork slices.

You are robbing money!
Let me ask you, how much meat is required on a portion of your fried pork slices? How much do you chefs steal?"

When he heard about the cheating, although what the neighbors said was true, He Daqing refused to admit it.
He looked at everyone with some anger.

"What are you talking about? A portion costs 16 yuan. How dare we eat such an expensive dish? If we are caught by the comrades from the Central Finance and Economics Committee, we will lose our jobs!

At most, I would taste the food when it was cooked, but I would never eat it secretly.
Otherwise, there is no way to guarantee the quantity of food.”

When the neighbors heard He Daqing say to taste the saltiness, they couldn't help but curl their lips, knowing that this was the chef's usual method.

"Come on, Lao He, from what you said, that dish is a normal amount. One pound of lean meat can make at least two servings. The cost of 7 cents to 1 yuan can make back 32 yuan. This is more profitable than robbing people.
We definitely can’t afford it.” Just as everyone was about to leave, Yan Bugui turned around and saw He Yuzhu coming in from the door.

Then he pointed at him and said,
"Speaking of eating this expensive dish, the only one in our courtyard who can afford it is Zhuzi. He can just scrape a little from his father-in-law's pole and have enough for several meals of fried pork slices."

Hearing Yan Bugui's words, He Yuzhu felt very unhappy, thinking that this would only bring hatred to the Lou family.
I must punish you today.
So he looked at Yan Bugui with a fake smile on his face and said,
"Uncle Yan, you are wrong to say that. As the saying goes, a daughter who is married off is like water spilled. The father-in-law is willing to give her away because he loves the two children. How can a son-in-law and his daughter be so eager to get her?

Besides, I can afford 16 servings of fried pork slices, so why can’t you?

Don't forget that the State Council just raised your teachers' salaries two days ago. Junior high and high school teachers received a 40% increase, and primary school teachers received a 25% increase.

Your salary has increased from over 50 yuan to 70 yuan. Am I right, Uncle Yan?

Besides, your family owns a shop, and you can get a lot of rent every month by renting it to the supply and marketing cooperative. Do you dare to say that your family has no money and can't afford fried pork slices?"

Seeing that He Yuzhu had pointed out the fact that his salary had increased right away, Yan Bugui, who had been hiding this matter, wanted to slap himself twice.
The neighbors were also attracted by this explosive news.
Several neighbors criticized Yan Bugui with a fake smile.
"Wow! Old Yan,

I didn't realize it, he was very secretive, he didn't even tell us about the 15 or 6 yuan salary increase, it's all right!"

"Of course, 15 or 6 yuan is as much as Qin Huairu's apprentice salary. You're hiding such a big happy event. Are you afraid that we will eat your food or what?"

"I think the high-priced products are aimed at high-income people like Lao Yan.

We should take back the money they can’t spend, so that they don’t compete with low-income people like us.”

"I think that's the reason.

Old Yan was originally stingy, and not being able to spend money just suited his needs.
Now it depends on whether he can bear to see his family not eat or drink well, and then suffer from edema like us.

By the way, Zhuzi, the fried pork slices are not the only expensive dish they offer, right? If it were me, I would offer a little more and squeeze all the money out of rich people like Lao Yan."

Seeing that these neighbors couldn't afford to offend He Yuzhu, they scolded him. Yan Bugui felt very aggrieved.

He regretted even more why he had provoked He Yuzhu.

When He Yuzhu heard what the neighbors said, he first glanced at Yan Bugui, and then told them what he knew.

"Of course it's impossible to just have fried pork slices.
But this is just the beginning. Let’s do a pilot project first to see the reaction of the people in Beijing and the effect of high-priced vegetables.

If everyone is very dissatisfied and there is no effect, then shut it down immediately.

There are only 18 restaurants, so it won't affect anything.
But if everyone says it's good, then we will definitely expand it to other products in the future.

For example, food such as cakes and candies; or luxury goods such as tobacco, alcohol and tea; even bicycles, watches, radios and other in-demand industrial products are not impossible.
All of this depends on whether everyone supports the high-price policy.

You're right, right? "

(End of this chapter)