Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

Winter day, sunny, in front of Beijing Hotel.

He Yuzhu rode his bicycle, looked up at the familiar building, and followed the crowd to the carport.

Wage reform is in full swing and he cannot stay out of it.

You don’t have to attend the previously mentioned review group, but you cannot be absent from the skill level assessment.

In the future, I can stop being the canteen director and stop receiving this administrative salary.

The cook level certification is applicable nationwide and can be used anywhere.

He Yuzhu locked his bicycle and turned to walk towards the building.

"Comrade, this is used as a test site. If you want to eat, please go to another hall!"

The waiter standing in front of the aisle reached out to stop He Yuzhu and prevented him from going in.

The chefs who came here for the assessment today are all great chefs. Besides having superb skills, they are mostly older.

He Yuzhu looked to be in his early twenties and did not look like someone who was here for the assessment.

I just thought he was a diner who came to the wrong place and stopped him professionally.

He Yuzhu came back to his senses, looked at the expression on his face, and immediately understood.

It seems that it is still the youth that is to blame, which is beyond our expectations.

There are indeed not many chefs of his age, so it's no wonder that people made a mistake.

There was nothing to blame, he chuckled, took out his ID from his pocket and handed it over.

"Comrade, I am here today to take the test. Please take a look at my ID so that you can check the list."

After hearing the explanation, the waiter's brow was filled with suspicion, but he didn't look like he was lying.

He took the certificate handed to him by He Yuzhu with half belief and was about to open it to check.

Accompanied by a burst of hurried footsteps, a person walked out.

He glanced at the two of them and understood what had happened.

"Master He, please come in! The chefs are almost all here!"

After saying that, he bowed to He Yuzhu, took the ID from the waiter and handed it back.

The man obviously had some status in the restaurant, and the waiter did not object when he saw him doing this.

He Yuzhu took the ID and looked at the other party with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Judging from his clothes and demeanor, he seems to be someone from the kitchen.

"Hello, comrade! Forgive my ignorance, I wonder which master you are?"

He just smiled and extended his hand as a sign of invitation.

"Master He, I am learning cooking from Master Wang. I saw your cooking skills last time."

He Yuzhu nodded when he heard that, bowed in return, and was led inside by him.

In this reform, there are ten levels of chefs implemented in the catering industry according to regulations.

From low to high, it is level ten to level one. Level nine and ten belong to the trainee and apprentice level.

Correspondingly, the wages for these two levels are relatively low, at 29 yuan and 33.5 yuan respectively.

The salary of an eighth-level chef is 39.5 yuan.

The 37.5 yuan mentioned in the play is actually only 2 yuan after deducting the 35.5 yuan subsidy.

This is the difference that appears after the salary adjustment.

The highest salary for a first-level chef was 112.5 yuan, only 1.1 yuan less than that of an eighth-level worker at Shijingshan Iron and Steel Plant during the same period.

In the initial stage, the Municipal Labor Bureau and the Municipal Service Bureau conducted joint research and took into account the particularities of the catering service industry.

For example, senior chefs in large hotels not only have superb cooking skills but can also organize national-level banquets.

The service industry also has its own unique skilled workers who have low wages and low social status.

In order to encourage them to study and develop these traditional skills, technician grades were established with the approval of the Ministry of Labor.

Technicians are divided into five grades, with the fifth grade salary being 90 yuan and the first grade salary being a high one of 150 yuan.

Although it will disappear with subsequent adjustments, it is now a certification of strength.

In order to conduct this high-level chef assessment, the Capital Hotel specially set aside a kitchen.

Of course, those who can come here today are all recognized masters in the chef circle of this city.

In name it is an assessment, but in reality it is more of a show of skills by the chefs.

Go through the formal process under the notarization of personnel sent by superiors.

Turn the recognition within your small circle into official certification and get a chef certificate with an official seal.

Against this backdrop, He Yuzhu followed Wu Zhaoxiong into the kitchen and got to know a group of chefs.

In addition to the chefs I had dealt with before, I also became familiar with other people.

The assessment process was uneventful as he was the only young man present.

The chefs are all people who have come through the old society and are very shrewd.

Everyone has a happy expression on their face. If they are looking for trouble in this situation, it means they think their life is too good.

"Dingling bell~"

The crisp sound of car bells echoed in the alley, and the children who were chasing and playing in the alley made way.

He Yuzhu smiled and nodded all the way, and walked into the courtyard in the setting sun.

There weren't too many people coming to the Beijing Hotel, but there were still dozens of them.

Everyone had to taste each other's dishes, which took a lot of time.

In the north room, Chen Xueru sat upright on the sofa, her eyes glued to her two children lying on the carpet.

Hearing familiar footsteps, she raised her head and looked towards the door.

Sure enough, He Yuzhu strode in, fanning himself with a small notebook in his hand.

When Chen Xueru saw this, she understood and a smile appeared in her eyes.

"Hey, our great chef is back!"

After she teased him, she couldn't resist her curiosity and waved at him.

"Let me see, what level did you get today?"

He Yuzhu quickened his pace and laughed: "Xue Ru, guess first?"

Chen Xueru pouted and didn't bother to guess. She just stretched out her hand towards him and motioned him to take it.

"Stop keeping me in suspense and show me now!"

He Yuzhu smacked his lips, shook his head in disappointment, and handed over the ID.

"Okay! I'd better take care of the child!"

After saying that, he squatted down and amused the child with a toy.

Chen Xueru took the certificate. There were three big words "Chef Certificate" written on the cover. After opening it, she saw the specific information.

She glanced over quickly and saw the level written on it, and couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"Brother Zhuzi, how come you are a level three technician? Aren't you a level three chef?"

As he said this, he looked up at He Yuzhu with a curious look on his face.

He Yuzhu made his daughter Tongtong giggle. He quickly looked up at Chen Xueru and then lowered his head to tease the child again.

"A third-level technician earns 115 yuan, and a third-level chef earns 84 yuan. Isn't this better?"

There are only a handful of chefs who can be rated as technicians this time.

Apart from a few respected elders, there are a few representatives of the cuisine, mainly from the Capital Hotel.

He managed to get this level with his amazing cooking skills.

Chen Xueru saw that he was so focused on the child that he didn't even look at her when he explained, which made her laugh and cry.

But the message in the words made her smile.

I don't want the extra 10 or 20 yuan salary, I just like the name and want it to be well-known.

After being happy for a while, she suddenly thought of something and the smile on her face faded a little.

"Hey~Brother Zhuzi, how will your salary be calculated in the future?"