Starting from 1950

"36.....37......38.....39!"

Old Xie and Yu Feng counted twice and came up with a number that left them speechless.

"This warehouse definitely has more rats than outside, and these rats are stupid, so they're easy to kill," Su Yang said with a light laugh.

"Su Yang! I recommend you join the army!" Zhang Zhenguo suddenly grabbed Su Yang's shoulders with both hands, his face flushed with excitement.

"With your shooting talent, you're definitely a sharpshooter!"

Su Yang smiled without saying a word. He had just leveled up again, and now his body felt warm and comfortable.

Today, he killed a total of 58 rats in the wilderness and warehouse, gaining 116 experience points.

His current attributes are:

Name: Su Yang

Race: Human

[Class]: Hunter (Level 3)

[Attributes]: Strength 6, Agility 7, Stamina 6

[Experience Points]: 2/144

"Section Chief, how old is Xiao Su? Besides, the whole country is almost at peace now, with only some insignificant bandits left. The army won't accept someone his age," Yu Feng reminded him with a smile.

"That's true, I was too hasty." Zhang Zhenguo smiled and said, "Besides, we still need Xiao Su to deal with the rat problem in our factory. As for joining the army, we can talk about it in a few years."

"Come on! I'll take our pest control team out for a special treat!" He said with a smile, putting his arm around Su Yang's shoulder affectionately.

Upon seeing this, Yu Feng called out, "Section Chief, am I off work?"

"Let's go, let's go!" Zhang Zhenguo waved to the person behind him.

Old Xie couldn't very well freeload off Yu Feng, so he could only smile and say, "Then let's go back together."

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The flour mill has about 600 employees, so it still needs a canteen.

Moreover, because there are dormitories for single employees in the factory area, the canteen is open three times a day.

When Zhang Zhenguo led Su Yang into the canteen, the kitchen was bustling with activity.

"Old Li!" He found a table, pulled Su Yang to sit down, and called out to the people behind him.

A man in his forties with a round head poked his head out from the kitchen. "Oh, it's Section Chief Zhang. It's not lunchtime yet, you'll have to wait a little longer."

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm here to get you special treatment!" Zhang Zhenguo pulled out two large bills and slammed them on the table.

Upon hearing that it was a special meal prepared for him, Li Dabenshi quickly came out of the kitchen.

Su Yang glanced at him; the man's physique matched his stereotypical image of a chef.

With a big head and a thick neck, only a cook could be so fat and bloated in this day and age.

"Is this a relative of yours?" Li Dabenshi asked, looking Su Yang up and down with curiosity.

"Why do you care so much? Tell me quickly, what good stuff does the kitchen have?" Zhang Zhenguo said, pursing his lips.

Under the supply system, the food standards for each person and their rank were strictly regulated.

Ordinary workers in flour mills could only eat in the communal kitchen, with coarse grains as the main staple and refined grains as a supplement. They would eat about a pound of vegetables a day and a few coins' worth of meat.

The medium-sized stove is calculated as 2.5 times that of the large stove, which basically means more refined grains and more meat.

As for special meals, no one at Limin Noodle Factory was qualified to receive them.

However, as the saying goes, "where there's a policy, there's a countermeasure," and after all, dealing with other units inevitably involves interpersonal relationships and social interactions.

The factory tacitly allowed them to provide special treatment for their children.

However, the cost of the private meal cannot be paid by the factory. It is usually split equally among the people at the table, or whoever is treating pays.

In order to ensure that no one is left out, any special meals prepared in the canteen will have their consumption carefully calculated.

Not only the ingredients, but also the amount of cooking oil, seasonings and even firewood used will be calculated.

"Hey! Section Chief Zhang, you've come at the right time. The fresh pork delivered this morning was a few pounds more than planned. Also, yesterday a family member from our factory went fishing in the Hun River by breaking ice holes and caught a red carp weighing over three pounds, which our canteen took."

Li Dabenshi smiled broadly, knowing that the leaders were giving him special treatment and he could also get a little something extra.

"I've bought the fish! And one meat dish and one vegetable dish, that'll make three dishes in total. Hurry up and make them!" Zhang Zhenguo said with a hearty expression.

"Alright!" Li Dabenshi replied with a beaming smile and jogged back to the kitchen.

Zhang Zhenguo turned around and stared intently at Su Yang, as if admiring a rare treasure.

Su Yang felt uneasy under his gaze and quickly said, "Just say what's on your mind. You're staring at me like that... I'm scared."

Zhang Zhenguo first laughed, then his expression turned serious, and he said, "Su Yang, do you know how much grain our flour factory loses every year because of rats?"

Su Yang shook his head.

Zhang Zhenguo sighed and said in a resentful tone, "This autumn, experts from higher up roughly calculated that the amount of grain eaten by rats in the flour mill in one month was enough to feed 10 households for half a year!"

"What? So many!"

Su Yang was taken aback. Even if each household had 4 people, 10 households would still have 40 people.

Even if we take a conservative estimate, and these 40 people are mostly children, if each person eats an average of 20 jin of grain per month, that's 800 jin per month, and 4800 jin per six months!

The rats around the Lihua flour factory can eat 4800 jin of grain a month, and that's 57600 jin a year, a full 28 tons!

Zhang Zhenguo couldn't help but clench his fist and slam it on the table.

There's an old saying: "Rats steal grain; for every pound they eat, ten pounds are ruined." These rats not only eat but also spoil the grain, and their urine and droppings contaminate it...

Su Yang's mind was completely blank as he stared at Zhang Zhenguo. He had never imagined that rats could cause such destruction.

After finishing his sentence, Zhang Zhenguo gave a bitter laugh. "When I first took office, I oversimplified things and made boastful promises to my superiors. Now... I'm too ashamed to even attend meetings with higher-level departments."

Su Yang took a few deep breaths to calm himself, and asked in a trembling voice, "Has anyone calculated how many rats there are around our flour factory?"

Zhang Zhenguo recalled the data the experts had given him and said, "A rat can have six or seven litters a year, with five to ten offspring per litter. Including the rats in our flour mill and the surrounding area... there are at least tens of thousands!"

He was being conservative in his words, because he was afraid of scaring Su Yang.

The expert who came in autumn said:

With ample food in the flour mill, the rats reproduce at an insatiable rate; theoretically, a single female rat can produce hundreds of offspring in a year.

Because young mice can mature in two or three months, as long as there is enough food, the reproduction of mice can grow exponentially.

"What? Are you scared?"

Zhang Zhenguo noticed that Su Yang's body was trembling slightly and couldn't help but ask.

"Afraid?"

Su Yang shook her head, her face flushed.

He wasn't trembling with fear, but with excitement.

Tens of thousands of rats!

These aren't mice! They're clearly coins! They're clearly experience points!

"Boss! Didn't you say you wanted me to be an 'unofficial pest control officer' for our security department? When can I start? I can't wait!" Su Yang suddenly stood up from the stool, his body ramrod straight.

"Good! Young people should have drive! But sit down first, we'll talk after we finish eating," Zhang Zhenguo said with a smile.

Su Yangqian chuckled twice and sat back down. He was getting a little excited at the thought of money and experience points beckoning to him.

"Braised carp with noodles is here!"