Rebirth in 1963, starting from escaping from the bridal chamber

Zhao Heping didn't take it seriously when he saw it.

Feng Baoliang's matter is too small.

In fact, in factories of this era, it is just glorification to say that workers only know how to pay and contribute.

It is not uncommon for people in the cafeteria to secretly bring some food home. Workers are bold enough to bring some scrap steel and iron home and then secretly sell it to the scrapyard.

Moreover, ordinary people selling scrap products need to register and indicate the source.

These workers bribed the staff at the scrap station and sent them directly in exchange for money.

Anyway, the waste station also has a purchasing relationship with the factory, and the factory's waste products will be picked up and sorted regularly.

People at the scrapyard are not afraid of being found with scrap steel and iron.

After all, no one knows whether the scrap is delivered by individuals or pulled from the factory.

Comparing these behaviors, Feng Baoliang just sold a chicken to the canteen, which is really nothing.

So he just glanced at it and stopped paying attention.

But it was his glance that Feng Baoliang happened to see, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he quickly took back the sold chicken.

"No, I won't sell this chicken."

"I'll give you the money back."

Feng Baoliang said and stuffed the money back to the canteen director.

The director of the cafeteria did not expect that he could do this. He stared and said, "No, I said Lao Feng, are you okay?"

"This is what your Baba sent me to add to my purchase. I just want to use it for the deputy factory director's banquet tonight."

"You sold out and then regretted it? Are you kidding me?"

He was very unhappy.

Feng Baoliang quickly pulled him away from the window where the meal was served, and then explained: "No, I just saw it too. I just carried the hen into the dining hall and let Zhao Heping in our screening room see it."

"He has a good relationship with Factory Director Han. If he talks bad about me, then I won't be able to get the leadership position smoothly."

"This is really not intentional, please bear with it."

In his mind, successfully becoming the leader of the screening room is his top priority.

As for selling old hens, what methods can't be used to sell them?

Why did Zhao Heping get the handle?

The director of the cafeteria was a little puzzled: "A new projectionist, are you so scared? It's not a big deal."

"Besides, it's not like Factory Director Han doesn't know."

It was not the first day that Feng Baoliang sold things to the canteen. Over the years, he worked as a movie projectionist and exchanged most of them for money.

Most people in the factory know about this, including of course Director Han.

what is it today?

Suddenly scared? And it's outrageous that I'm still afraid of a new projectionist.

Feng Baoliang smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, wasn't that the past? I exchanged things for some money, and no one would say anything."

"But now I want to be promoted to be the leader. This guy is in competition with me. I have to be careful about him. What do you think?"

Everyone knows about it and acquiesces to this behavior.

However, to put it bluntly, it is a violation of the regulations.

Especially when promoting leaders, this one thing is absolutely not possible.

Only then did the director of the cafeteria understand the hidden meaning, nodded and said: "So that's it, I understand."

"Okay, then it's up to you."

It's just a chicken. If he wants to use it, he can buy it temporarily at any market, and it won't affect him at all.

Feng Baoliang thanked him repeatedly, then took his chicken and went directly to the cafeteria. Then he packed the food and sat across from Zhao Heping.

The hen had its legs tied and was carried around for a long time. It was very irritable at this time.

After being put down, it flapped its wings and cackled for a while, attracting everyone in the cafeteria to look over.

Zhao Heping was also very surprised and asked him: "Master Feng, didn't you sell the chicken in the canteen? Why did you bring it back again?"

Feng Baoliang was waiting for him to ask this question, so he immediately said righteously: "I will definitely bring it back, Heping, but please don't say that I sold the chickens to the canteen."

"Otherwise, if others hear it, they won't know how to spread the word."

"The factory stipulates that the canteen is not allowed to purchase from individuals privately."

"I am a veteran employee of the factory, so of course I must abide by the factory's regulations."

"I took this old hen to the canteen and let them touch it with experience to see if it was suitable for raising eggs."

Explained in enough detail.

But Zhao Heping is a little strange. What does this have to do with him? As for explaining so much to him?

He nodded and said, "That's good. I'll have eggs to eat every day."

After that, continue eating.

Feng Baoliang explained it clearly and breathed a sigh of relief.

But he was also worried. He definitely couldn't raise this chicken. He lived in a large courtyard where some people had unclean hands and feet. Raising old hens would easily attract thieves.

If it was stolen, it would hurt him more than having his flesh dug out.

But I couldn’t bear to eat it myself.

After all, an old hen costs two yuan, which is enough to buy vegetables for half a month.

However, the hen cannot be sold to the canteen at the moment, so we can only find other ways to exchange money.

This didn't bother him.

When he got the chicken back, he decided to take it to the pigeon market and sell it before dawn.

Anyway, if you don’t need a ticket, you can easily sell it.

It's unknowingly, which means it's a little more troublesome to go back and forth.

After making up his mind, he lowered his head and started eating.

After dinner, I just went to work in the afternoon, and the screening task came again.

This time there are three communes connected, that is to say, three performances will be played in a row.

You have to work overtime even when you have a break. When you come back from overtime, the screening task is not heavy, so you can make up for a day of rest.

This time it was Zhao Heping's turn to perform the screening task, and he did it independently. Feng Baoliang did not follow him.

"Peace, you did a very good job last time on the screening mission. If I follow you, it won't make any difference."

"Besides, if I'm there for three days, if there are other screening tasks, there won't be anyone else to perform them if I'm not around."

"So you can only go by yourself. Just be careful about everything and there won't be any problems."

"I believe you."

Feng Baoliang was cheerful and looked like a leader.

In fact, he went to the screening last time and didn't get any benefits, so he didn't want to go.

Even if Zhao Heping makes a mistake in the screening this time, as long as he doesn't follow, he will not be found.

"Okay, I understand, Master Feng." Zhao Heping agreed.

He originally didn't want Feng Baoliang to follow him.

Some work improvements are better achieved by him alone.

So things settled down happily.

In the afternoon, Zhao Heping spoke to the people in the courtyard and sent a message home. Then he went to Factory Director Han's office and called Shen Qingru using Director Han's phone number.

During the last break, Old Huangtou didn't want to stay longer after treatment, so they left.

Before leaving, he told Shen Qingru that he would go there again during his break.

Now that I am performing a screening task, I naturally have to tell the other party.

However, it was not Shen Qingru who answered the phone, but Shen's mother.