Courtyard Houses: Starting as a Purchasing Agent

“No…” He Yuzhu was about to explain to Liu Aiguo.

"Very good……"

"Long live Deputy Director Liu..."

“Deputy Director Liu…you are so wise…”

"Clap clap clap..."

The more than twenty people in the kitchen clapped and applauded happily.

It immediately drowned out He Yuzhu's faint voice of recognition.

"What's wrong?" Liu Aiguo waved for everyone to be quiet, then looked at He Yuzhu: "Comrade He Yuzhu, do you have any objections...?"

"If you want it, I'll arrange for MCA to put your name in as well..."

puff……

He Yuzhu was about to vomit blood: I want you to be paralyzed.

There are over twenty people here, and I only get to see them once every twenty days or so. Excluding weekends, it's like once a month.

I……

For this once-a-month event, I'm burdened with the reputation of fighting and smashing things?

Forget it, I don't want it!

“No…” He Yuzhu replied with a cold snort.

"That!"

Liu Aiguo added, "Starting today, the cafeteria will implement a self-inspection system. Before each person leaves the kitchen, Ma Hua and Liu Lan will search everyone's lunchboxes to ensure that no items are taken away!"

Liu Aiguo carried out this one forcefully.

He knew that He Yuzhu used to bring a lot of things with him.

This guy has four aluminum lunchboxes!

Besides bringing dishes for guests, he would also steal a couple of good steamed buns from the kitchen whenever he had free time.

The matter of steamed buns is even more complicated.

If the factory gives you 100 jin of flour, will you steam 200 buns or 201? Who knows?

The extra one can be taken away easily.

Anyway, no one's going to check.

But now, someone has investigated.

Then it won't be easy to take it with you.

He Yuzhu's face darkened even more.

However, it didn't matter to He Yuzhu.

Damn it, every time I bring something, Qin Huairu snatches it away. That kid Banggeng is going to be in big trouble!

……

"Give me two steamed buns...wait, what's this?"

After get off work, the workers who came to buy steamed buns easily spotted the meatballs next to them.

"Fried meatballs, they're so delicious..." Ma Hua said with a smile, "Want some?"

"How much are the meatballs?"

"Two cents a pound, only grain coupons and money required..."

"Two cents a pound, that's not cheap..."

The employees were all speechless.

White flour costs only 11 cents.

These meatballs are a bit pricey at two mao (0.2 yuan).

However, to be fair, meatballs are deep-fried in oil.

Fragrant!

Few people can resist this fragrance.

"Okay...give me a pound..."

"I want a pound too!"

One by one, everyone bought some, and immediately tried it after purchasing.

"Delicious... These meatballs are really good!"

Soon, the employees were full of praise.

Xu Damao and Qin Huairu also arrived.

Buy some steamed buns here and eat them at home – it's so convenient, I'm too lazy to cook, especially for someone like Xu Damao who's unmarried and cooking is such a hassle.

"Can I try it?" Xu Damao asked Ma Hua.

Ma Hua said, "Okay..."

Xu Damao ate one.

He had just finished eating one when he reached for another.

Snapped……

Ma Hua immediately threw the spoon at Xu Damao, slapping it hard across his hand: "Xu Damao... what are you doing? Nobody else is trying it, but you're the only one doing it. You're going to eat more than one. Don't you have any shame?"

Xu Damao chuckled: "Delicious, delicious, give me two jin..."

"Humph……"

Ma Hua made two catties of meatballs.

The employees were very enthusiastic about buying the meatballs.

After all, there's so little oil and fat these days, and Liu Aiguo's fried meatballs are just too delicious.

It actually smells like meat. Can you stand it?

Qin Huairu also wanted to buy some for the child.

However, she didn't have much money and couldn't bear to buy it, so she bought four steamed buns made from two kinds of dough.

After buying the steamed buns, Qin Huairu did not leave, but waited for He Yuzhu at the door.

At this moment, He Yuzhu also went out.

"Silly Zhu..."

Qin Huairu approached Sha Zhu.

He Yuzhu couldn't help but want to stay away from her, because he knew what Qin Huairu wanted, but he didn't have it today.

“…cough cough cough…sister…” He Yuzhu gave an awkward laugh: “That’s all for today…”

"What's gone?" Qin Huairu didn't react for a moment, and asked, "Did you buy meatballs?"

He Yuzhu said, "I didn't buy it. Did you buy it?"

"I don't have any either!" Qin Huairu said, "I didn't know if it would taste good, so I didn't buy any. Why don't you go buy some, and I'll try it? If it's good, I'll buy some too?"

Qin Huairu's wishful thinking was that once He Yuzhu bought it, wouldn't he just be a burden to her when they got home?

He Yuzhu replied, "I'm not buying... What's the point of buying something Liu Aiguo cobbled together? Let's go!"

The two walked home together.

Qin Huairu's gaze kept fixed on He Yuzhu's lunchbox.

Once they were outside the factory gate, seeing that He Yuzhu still hadn't handed over his lunchbox, she went up to him and grabbed it, saying, "What's wrong, silly Zhu... why is your lunchbox so light today?"

One catch.

It's really light!

"Huh...you didn't bring any?" Qin Huairu's face immediately darkened. "Why didn't you bring any food?"

You should know that Qin Huairu was really counting on Liu Aiguo's hospitality dishes!

Regardless of their income, the Jia family always manages to snatch He Yuzhu's meals every day, enough to last them the whole day. So, apart from steamed buns, they don't need to buy any other vegetables.

Moreover, it's incredibly juicy.

In the entire compound, who is as obese as Qin Huairu, Banggeng, or Jia Zhangshi's family?

For so many years, they've been living off Sha Zhu's money!

Well, it's fine now, there wasn't one today.

"You didn't bring any food... what are we going to eat?" Qin Huairu asked He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu's face darkened. He said, "It's all that Liu Aiguo's fault... Damn it, after he got to the kitchen, I never got to cook the dishes for the guests... Instead, all the kitchen staff had to take turns... Just think about it, there are more than twenty of us... When will it ever be my turn..."