Era: Starting from divorce from female college student

Chapter 9, Time Bomb

In 1958, flour in Beijing cost 1.8 cents per pound.

Whether it is a restaurant outside or the company cafeteria, a pound of steamed buns costs 20 cents and a meal ticket.

As we all know, one pound of flour can be made into about one and a half pounds of dough, which can be used to steam seven steamed buns weighing about 100 grams.

In other words, flour that costs 1.8 cents per pound will eventually become steamed buns weighing less than 1.5 pounds.

In other words, there are about five large steamed buns in a pound, which means one steamed bun costs four cents.

Mei Chunyan had two big steamed buns in her hand, which was eight cents.

The children and boys in the distant Chao Shou Arcade were all staring at the steamed buns in Zhao Mancang and Mei Chunyan's hands, their saliva almost dripping.

This is a white flour steamed bun, definitely a fine grain.

"Brother Zhao, I can't accept it!" Mei Chunyan swallowed, but still reluctantly gave the two steamed buns back.

Zhao Mancang smiled and shook his head. "Of course I won't refuse. I didn't refuse you to help me clean the room. Are you going to refuse me?"

Without waiting for her answer, Zhao Mancang went back to the house.

He was also hungry, so he went back to the house and ate steamed buns in big mouthfuls with water drawn from the well.

The steamed buns were quite sweet. I don’t know if it was because I was too hungry or because they had no filling at all, but I still didn’t feel full even after eating three of them.

You know, in his previous life, his appetite was only between the north and the south. He couldn't compare to the northerners, but he could definitely eat more than the southerners.

But compared to now, Zhao Mancang feels that his current appetite far exceeds the average level in the north.

After finishing eight steamed buns in one go, he finally felt 70% full.

"I have to make money so I can buy meat."

Thinking of Beijing roast duck and other delicacies, Zhao Mancang couldn't help but drool.

Just at this moment, several neighbor aunties came to the door, all of whom came to ask about my well-being.

Zhao Mancang was being polite to the middle-aged ladies with a professional fake smile.

When he first arrived, these neighbors were strangers to him.

I hadn't seen them being very enthusiastic before, they just said hello casually.

But now he is so enthusiastic, that is the power of the two steamed buns just now.

After all, these aunts witnessed the whole process of Mei Chunyan helping Zhao Mancang clean the room, and the latter giving her two steamed buns in return.

Just for cleaning, they can get two steamed buns as a reward. How can the aunties not be tempted?

If they were not unfamiliar with Zhao Mancang, the aunties would probably have offered to wash his clothes in exchange for some food.

After exchanging a few words, Zhao Mancang closed the door on the pretext of having to go back to work.

There is a traditional custom in the courtyard houses of Beijing: do not lock the door when you go out!

The reason why Zhao Mancang didn't lock the door was that there was nothing in his house and all the money was on him.

What's more, Mei Chunyan was also in the yard. Zhao Mancang believed that if something happened to his family, she would definitely help.

I measured the distance from Huguo Temple to the Beijing Steel Plant with my legs again, which was only seven or eight kilometers.

For Zhao Mancang, who is used to walking, it is still very easy.

Although he is very thin, he is in good health. He is used to commuting like this, so he has enough strength and endurance.

When I returned to the breeding room of the steel plant, the director of the breeding room, Wu Huamin, was staring at the donkey with a frown on his face.

Seeing Zhao Mancang's figure, he immediately waved and said:

"Mancang, you're back. Tell me, can you really save this donkey?"

"Look at how much hair it has lost, and its half-dead state seems to have gotten even worse since yesterday."

"Old Xu just said that this donkey cannot be saved at all." The meaning is very clear. If it can't be saved, then just slaughter it and eat the meat according to Doctor Yang Qingshan's advice.

There are a total of two level five breeders in the entire steel plant's breeding room. In addition to Zhao Mancang, the other one is Xu Fugui, also known as Old Xu by Wu Huamin.

In addition, there are three first-level breeders, Peng Sixi, Zhang Debao, and Wang Shunfa, as well as three apprentices, Zheng Damao, Li Ziwen, and Zeng Tong.

Including Director Wu Huamin, there are nine people in this small breeding room. This is a small world.

However, although there are many people, only seven of them are doing the work.

Wu Huamin is the director and calls himself a "leader", so how could he possibly do anything?

Xu Fugui is in his forties and often takes advantage of his seniority, even using his skills as an excuse to make low-level breeders and apprentices like Peng Sixi scramble for work.

Therefore, Zhao Mancang and Peng Sixi and six others were the only ones working.

Logically speaking, Zhao Mancang is also a level five breeder, so he can completely learn from Xu Fugui and doesn't need to do any work.

But the original owner was a simple and honest person, and was often fooled by Wu Huamin and Xu Fugui.

If there are good things, it is Wu Huamin's credit, and if there are any blame, it is the fault of people like Zhao Mancang.

The current situation is very obvious.

This donkey is a time bomb. There is no reward for curing it. At most, the transport team will be grateful.

But if the disease is not cured, you may be punished.

Because so much manpower and resources were wasted, the result is still the same as before, and we still have to slaughter and eat the meat. Isn't this a joke?

"Don't worry, Director. I will definitely be able to cure this donkey."

Zhao Mancang really wants to give up, but now he simply doesn't have the strength to do so.

The donkey in front of him can be said to be the best example for him to prove himself.

If he wants to move up, he must have merit.

Even if he wants to change jobs, he needs to do it step by step.

Everyone wants to lie down and play badly, but when he first arrived and his temperament changed immediately, everyone would doubt him, right?
In Zhao Mancang's opinion, replacing Wu Huamin as the director of the breeding room is the best and most suitable solution.

With the system in hand, he has found medicines in the system mall to treat special conditions such as donkey hair loss and adding insult to injury.

However, these medicines cannot be made known to others, so he can only take care of the donkey himself.

"What if you can't cure it? If the higher-ups blame you, can you afford it?"

Wu Huamin suddenly became impatient and his tone became a little harsher.

At this moment, more than a dozen figures appeared at the door.

One of the leaders standing at the front, dressed in a Zhongshan suit, looked at Zhao Mancang and the others with interest.

However, the faces of several steel plant leaders next to the leader in Zhongshan suits darkened.

"Old Xing, your factory is quite interesting, not bad!"

Hearing the ridicule from the leader in the Zhongshan suit, the faces of Xing Shuqi, Shen Zhongxin, Yang Shourong and others became even darker, but they had to put on a smile.

Xing Shuqi gave Yang Shourong a look, and the latter hurried forward to negotiate and deal with the matter.

"Director Fan, the smell in the breeding room is too strong. How about we go somewhere else?"

The leader in the Zhongshan suit, Fan Zhigang, smiled and shook his head:

"I used to herd cattle when I was little, so I'm used to the taste. It's a bit strong, but I still miss it."

"And aren't you curious about how this young man saved the donkey?"

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