Siheyuan: The strongest point adding system is bound at the beginning

"Yes, our Zhengyangmen Street also notified us a few days ago that we need to apply for a grain book. At the end of this month, we need to register the household registration of the people in our street. In the future, everyone will be given a fixed amount of grain every month. I don't know how to do it specifically. I haven't registered yet. Let's go together after dinner."

"Boss Chen, have you registered at the street office?"

"No." He glared at Liu Ping'an and then continued, "Not long after Pian'er left, I was busy with the public-private partnership in my store."

"That's great, let's go there together after dinner." Liu Ping'an said.

While the three of them were idle, the dishes they had ordered were served, and Chen Xueru ordered another pot of wine.

"By the way, Ping'an, what kind of job are you looking for? If it's not a good one, come and help in my shop." Chen Xueru asked.

Upon hearing this, Liu Ping'an smashed the wine glass just like Fengxian did and said to Chen Xueru, "A real man is born between heaven and earth, how can he be depressed and live under others for long." This woman invited him to work in her shop for the second time after hearing that her winery could not open smoothly.

How could Liu Ping'an, who came from the future, work for a private boss again? And this person was his future wife.

But in the end, he held back and said, "It's the steel mill in Dongzhimen. The salary and benefits are pretty good."

"Oh, Lou Bancheng, Boss Lou's factory? It is indeed a big factory, but I heard that the factory is busy with public-private partnership recently. I haven't heard that the steel rolling mill is recruiting people?" said Uncle Niu.

"They don't recruit ordinary workers, but they ask the street office for skilled workers every day. The director of the street office in Nanluoguxiang recommended me there."

"Ping An, do you know how far the steel mill has come in terms of public-private partnership? I heard that Lou Bancheng gave up his shares in the steel mill and handed them all over to the state. Is that true?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I want you to hand over your silk shop. Are you willing to do that?"

Hearing this, Chen Xueru glared at Liu Pingan and said nothing. Of course she was unwilling, because he really had a silk shop on the street.

"But it's almost over. Lou Bancheng is no longer involved in the affairs of the steel mill. The higher-ups have sent down a secretary and a director, and are now reorganizing the personnel structure of the steel mill. They have also introduced a number of production lines from the old factory, and may expand their recruitment soon. If Master Niu has any youngsters, you can pay attention to the news in this regard in the next few days."

The meal came to an end as the three of them were talking. Most of the dishes on the table went into Liu Ping'an's stomach. Just kidding, this 10-point physique has exceeded the limits of ordinary people. With Liu Ping'an's current physique, if he were in the Three Kingdoms period and learned some martial arts, he would definitely be a first-class general.

This made Niu Ye and Chen Xueru feel frightened. Niu Ye couldn't help but say, "This means we have to limit the food ration. I don't know how many meals you can have with that little ration."

Chen Xueru covered her mouth and laughed, "Don't worry, Master Niu. He can eat up all the food in the city by himself."

Niu Ye nodded when he heard this. After finishing the last glass of wine on his table, the dinner was considered over. He thought to himself, "Liu Ping'an is really a mean guy. With my 10 yuan, I can't eat such good food in Taifenglou."

Niu Ye is the best carpenter in Zhengyangmen and currently a small self-employed person. He is a famous craftsman in this area and lives a comfortable life, but he can't bear to come to this building several times a year. What he likes most is to go to Xu Huizhen's tavern to drink and chat with the drinkers in the tavern after finishing work in the afternoon.

Then, the three of them got up and left Taifenglou. Liu Ping'an, of course, settled the bill, and it was just as the waiter said, more than fifty but less than sixty. A total of 56 yuan, and that was after they rounded off the change.

Even his current salary at the steel mill is not enough to have a meal here. Of course, this is also related to Chen Xueru's retaliatory consumption, intending to make Liu Ping'an bleed today.

After exiting the inconspicuous gate of Taifeng Building, the three of them went to the street office at Zhengyangmen together, intending to finalize the grain tax issue today.

This policy had just been announced, and not many people came to the street office to register. After the three of them went there and explained their purpose, they were immediately warmly received by the staff. If this policy is to be implemented to everyone in the city and implemented smoothly, in the end, it still depends on their street office to do the work.

The staff had been promoting the event a lot these days, and they were running around, but the people waiting to register at the street office were so idle that they could hardly sit still. It was the first time he had seen someone register on their own initiative in this office, and three of them came at once. He quickly registered the three of them and told them to come back at the beginning of next month to pick it up.

Then he complained to the three about the difficulty of this job and said, "You are the first people in Zhengyang Gate to take the initiative to register, and there are three of you. It would be great if other residents could be as aware as you."

After saying this, he sighed, and his mood was obviously depressed. It seems that the implementation of this policy is not going smoothly.

Hearing this, Liu Pingan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where are the other comrades from the Subdistrict Office?"

"We've all gone out to promote the policy. The higher-ups called us yesterday afternoon to announce the policy, and the document was issued this morning. The director organized a meeting early this morning, and then took the comrades to go door to door to promote the policy. Unfortunately, it's already afternoon, and you three are just here to register."

"Comrade, will this policy be implemented from next month? I went to the grain station today and wanted to buy more grain for brewing, but the staff at the grain station said that they can't sell too much grain to individuals, and from next month we have to take the grain book you mentioned and buy grain according to each person's quota. We can only buy as much as written on the grain book. I don't know if this is true. If someone still doesn't get a grain book next month, won't their family be out of food?"

"It's true. I also read the document issued this morning. It's in red. It looks like they're serious this time. But it's not easy to do the work of the people!"

After hearing this, Chen Xueru looked at Liu Pingan worriedly, obviously worried about his wine-making business.

After noticing Chen Xueru's reaction, he shook his head at her, indicating that she didn't need to worry about it.

Then he said to the staff, "Since this policy must be implemented, our street office staff are going door to door to promote it. Why don't they bring a notebook and record it door to door? When the time comes, you can leave a few people in the street office to register those who are not on the record. This will also save the propaganda cadres from making a wasted trip."

The staff member who stayed behind at the subdistrict office suddenly had his eyes brightened and said, "Thank you, comrade. Why didn't we think of that? I'll tell the director when he comes back this afternoon. I don't know your name?"

Liu Pingan pointed to his name on the registration form and said, "Liu Pingan, didn't you just register?"

Then the three of them left the street office amid the clerk's awkward but polite smile.