Becoming a big boss in the courtyard starts with pork

It was soon noon.

But for the workers in the steel rolling mill, this morning was like a year.

"Finally got off work, let's eat!"

"Liu San'er, you are not active at work, but you are always the first to eat!"

"If you don't take the initiative to eat anymore, then there's something wrong with your brain!"

"That's right! We have meat to eat today! Braised pork! Big chunks!"

"Stop talking, you're in charge! If you don't want to leave, go to the other side!"

The workers pushed each other and trotted all the way towards the canteen.

This made the workshop director who was watching from the roadside shake his head.

"Look at these bastards, they all look like they were reincarnated as hungry ghosts!"

The old master next to him was happily rushing to the canteen with his lunch box. Hearing the workshop director's words, he couldn't help but stop and reply.

"How much does your workshop director cost? How much does our group of workers cost? If you can't eat meat in the factory, the worst thing you can do is go home and eat it."

"But have you ever thought about these workers? Their whole families may be relying on his wages and meat stamps, and they can't get much meat in a month."

"If you think it's embarrassing for everyone to eat meat, take out your meal ticket and treat everyone to eat meat!"

The old master's words immediately aroused cheers from the young workers around him, and they all asked the workshop director to take out their meal tickets.

The workshop director looked at the senior nine-level forger master in the factory. He was filled with anger and did not dare to vent.

"Master Meng, aren't you trying to undermine me?"

Seeing that more and more people were booing around him, he had no choice but to leave these words behind and hid in the crowd in dejection and slipped away.

Today is a shame!

"Hey, director, don't leave!"

"That's right, you haven't kept your meal ticket yet!"

"Hey, where is the person? I can't find him!"

When the workers around saw that the workshop director had escaped, they started cheering even more vigorously.

The old master surnamed Meng watched the workshop director disappear into the sea of ​​workers, with a contemptuous smile on his face.

"Master Meng, it has to be you!"

"You little bastards, hurry up and eat some meat."

Master Meng waved the lunch box in his hand, telling the workers around him to hurry to the canteen to get food.

When he arrived at the cafeteria, there were already long queues at each window. Everyone at the back of the queue leaned forward and stretched their necks, fearing that they would run out of meat when they got to the queue.

"Young fool Geng, why are you squeezing? Is your wife giving birth in there?!"

"Hey, Zhu Laifu, why are you so stupid? Your wife gave birth in the cafeteria!!"

"Who asked you to squeeze me hard from behind! It's not like I can't squeeze you in. Even if you squeeze in, you still have to fight behind me!!"

"Shouldn't I check how much braised pork there is in front?"

When Zhu Laifu heard what Geng Erluzi said, he immediately became happy.

"Hey, with such a thin body, how can you still eat so much braised pork without getting tired of it?"

"You don't know. How many pieces of braised pork can I eat? It's not just for our five little bastards and my mouth."

As soon as Geng Erluzi mentioned his wife and children there, a happy smile immediately filled his face.

"Those boys are eating a lot now, and the food stamps at home have been replaced by sweet potato noodles. They finally eat meat in the factory, and I have to buy more for them."

"You don't know, I came here to buy braised pork today just to save up, but I only ate steamed buns and drank cold water for a week."

Zhu Laifu listened to Geng Erlunzhi's words. He was angry just now, but now he lost his temper at all.

Who doesn't have a few children at home who are waiting to be fed? They are busy with this and that work outside, just to fight for their children's stuttering.

Although Zhu Laifu's family does not have as many children as Geng Erlunzi's family, it is also the time when they are growing up. As the saying goes, a young man can eat me to death.

Thinking of this, Zhu Laifu said to Geng Erluzi.

"Young fool, don't worry. If there's not enough braised pork in a while, I'll give you half of my share."

"Thank you brother."

Geng Erluzi heard what Zhu Laifu said and patted him on the shoulder to express his gratitude.

Similar situations and conversations kept happening among the people queuing up for meals. After all, everyone was saving their meal tickets, just waiting for the time to improve the food every week to improve the food for their families.

"Comrade workers, I am the supervisor of our canteen, and my surname is Cui."

"I think everyone heard on the radio this morning that with the efforts of Comrade Zhang Xing, we already have a breeding farm in our factory."

"And this morning, Comrade Zhang Xing's farm has provided more than 2000 kilograms of fat pigs to our factory canteen."

Manager Cui stood high up, holding a loudspeaker and announcing loudly to the many workers in the cafeteria.

The originally noisy cafeteria instantly became quiet due to his voice.

"Comrade Zhang Xing told me personally today that for a long time to come, we can supply more than [-] kilograms of pork to our factory canteen every week!"

"Comrades, this means that our factory canteen, starting from today, will be able to provide you with two braised pork meals a week!"

"Don't worry, comrades! There is a sufficient supply of braised pork in our factory cafeteria. Please maintain order and don't fight or snatch!"

"I guarantee that everyone can eat braised pork! If anyone can't eat it, you can come to me in the kitchen and I'll give you my share of the meat!!"

After listening to Manager Cui's words, the workers cheered enthusiastically.

“It’s great, I can eat braised pork twice a week!”

"Is this true? Why can't I believe it?"

"You didn't listen to what Director Cui said. It was Section Chief Zhang who promised that the farm can provide the canteen with at least five thousand kilograms of pork and two braised pork meals every week. Isn't that a big deal?!"

“Section Chief Zhang is so great!”

"I was still called Section Chief Zhang, but now I have to call me Field Director Zhang!"

"Director Zhang is so great!"

"Long live Director Zhang!"

For a time, the bustling workers in the cafeteria shouted "Director Zhang is great" and "Long live Director Zhang".

This made people outside who didn't know what happened think that Zhang Xing had become the director of the steel rolling mill. After coming in, they all asked what happened.

After understanding the cause of the matter, they all joined the shouting crowd.

Manager Cui didn't expect such a violent reaction. He was so frightened that he ran to the kitchen and asked the kitchen to hurry up and prepare more braised pork.

If there really wasn't enough supply of braised pork, wouldn't the angry workers really want to rush into the back kitchen?

What we will be eating then is not just braised pork.

I'm afraid he's going to eat the flesh of his manager Cui alive.