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Money and food stamps have been received.

We also got a few rabbits and pheasants.

It's a rewarding harvest.

However, Da Ya's matter was so complicated that Chen Yue really didn't know how to deal with it.

But there is no rush.

Anyway, it's impossible for her to get this done in a short while.

Chen Yue could only say to take a look first, at least to find out the situation in the county clearly before talking.

Otherwise, the two eyes will be completely dark, and you will not know anything. Even if you want to find someone to go through the back door, you will not be able to touch it.

Let’s do it step by step and slowly.

I can't eat hot tofu even in a hurry.

"Hey, little brother is here again??"

"Okay, boss, let's have a bowl of mutton soup and two steamed buns."

"Okay, little brother, please sit down for a while and then come."

My stomach is already growling with hunger.

I happened to have money and food stamps.

Chen Yue simply turned back to the mutton soup restaurant, planning to have a casual meal.

He didn't want to eat the chicken legs, and the mutton soup was so fragrant. After finally getting the money and tickets, he naturally wanted to try the mutton soup.

After all, Chen Yue was drooling just from the smell.

I guess it will taste better if you drink it.

"Come on, little brother, here are your mutton soup and steamed buns. If you want anything else, just call me."

"Okay, thank you boss."

"Haha, little brother, you are just being polite, eat slowly."

"alright."

Seeing the owner of the mutton soup restaurant bringing up a large bowl of mutton soup and two steamed buns bigger than his fist, Chen Yue couldn't help but inhale the tangy aroma.

It smells so damn good.

"By the way, boss, are there any factories in our county that are recruiting workers?"

Seeing that the mutton soup was still exuding scalding heat, Chen Yue started eating the steamed buns and asked the boss about it.

When the boss heard that, he wiped the table next to him and looked back at him with a smile and asked: "Brother, do you want to come to work in the county? I heard that the textile factory in Chengxi County is recruiting workers, but I don't know if they are still recruiting. Little brother, you can go and have a look.”

"Textile factory?? Oh, thank you boss, I'll go take a look when I have time."

"Did you want to enter the factory yourself or did you find it for others?"

“What’s the difference??”

Hearing the boss's sudden question, Chen Yue looked at him and asked.

The boss said: "It doesn't make any difference, but you have to take an exam to enter the factory, so you have to be present in person."

Have another exam? ?

Chen Yue was a little surprised when he heard this.

I didn’t expect that it would be so troublesome to be a worker these days.

Da Ya didn't seem to have gone to school for a few years. It seemed like she had to find out more first. If that didn't work, she would have to resort to some off-the-chart tricks.

Chen Yue also wanted to bring Da Ya to work in the city.

After all, it is not a problem for a big girl to stay in the countryside all the time.

Although it is not easy in the factory, it is better than facing the loess every day and turning your back to the sky.

Moreover, having a formal job these days is countless times better than farming.

Not only does it give you face when you go out, but you can also get a higher look from your in-laws.

Identity and status can definitely be higher than others.

In the countryside, if a family has a child working as a worker in the county, the whole family will be proud and speak louder than others when they go out.

This is really not bragging.

These days are not the future, and the status of a worker is really dignified and glorious.

But unlike later generations, workers and farmers have almost become derogatory terms.

If one person is a worker properly, the whole family will be honored.

"By the way, boss, besides textile factories, are there any other factories in the county?"

"There must be several of them, such as furniture factories, machinery factories, slaughterhouses, oh, there is also a coal mine in the western suburbs, but I haven't heard of any recruitment recently. Anyway, you can go and look around if you have time. , maybe they will suddenly recruit workers.”

"Oh."

When Chen Yue heard this, he immediately shouted.

It would be nice to have more than just textile factories.

This way you can have more choices.

Even if they are not recruiting workers, he can still ask.

It would be best to find an easier job for Da Ya.

Although it is possible to be a front-line worker, it is not as easy as working in the logistics.

With Da Ya's academic qualifications, he can't do anything else, but he can still go to the logistics department to distribute things.

Frontline workers are really exhausted.

Since we have to find a job for Da Ya, we can't just go into the factory and ignore everything.

He would feel more at ease if he could do some easy work, wouldn't he? ?

As a brother-in-law, he was worried.

"How is it?? Doesn't this mutton soup taste good??"

After seeing Chen Yue finish speaking, he picked up the bowl and drank the soup, and the boss asked with a smile.

Chen Yue nodded: "Xiang, the boss's craftsmanship is definitely this, authentic."

Seeing him giving a thumbs up, the boss couldn't help laughing happily and said: "It seems that my little brother is also an expert. My mutton soup is indeed extraordinary. Just in terms of ingredients, the mutton bones are the hind thighs of old goats." , it needs to be simmered for a whole day, first on high heat and then on low heat, which is very troublesome.”

Chen Yue nodded: "Let me tell you, the boss's mutton soup is so delicious and authentic, and the stewing process is indispensable. This craftsmanship is really amazing."

"No, my craftsmanship was passed down from my great-grandfather. My great-grandfather passed it on to my grandfather, and my grandfather passed it on to my father. My father then passed it on to me. He is quite old. , I heard that my great-grandfather once stewed soup for the emperor in the palace, well, it goes without saying that this is a craft passed down from our ancestors."

Perhaps it was inappropriate to mention the past emperor, and the boss even coughed dryly.

Chen Yue didn't care, and still nodded seriously.

With this authentic taste, he wouldn't believe it if it wasn't a family tradition.

Although he used to be from the south, he was also a real foodie, and he could still feel the quality of his cooking skills.