The Boss of Yan's Family in Siheyuan

Chapter 8 Planning

Author: Black Tiger Villager

Chapter 8 Planning

Next, food storage is the top priority.

Yan Jiecheng didn't have any good ideas in mind.

Although it's hard to make money these days, Yan Jiecheng can still think of a way.

Food is rationed, and everyone has not enough to eat. Where can we find food?

Other people's time travels have all kinds of top-level configurations, all in one step. I have been looking for the golden finger for three months, but I can't find it.

Apart from finding that I learn things a little faster than others, there is nothing unusual!

This is a bit outrageous!!!

Portable space, system, Unicom future, transactions in all worlds...

None of these.

Yan Jiecheng feels that he is the most normal person among those who have traveled through all the worlds.

No need to worry about being locked up in a dark room or being dissected.

But what will happen in the next three years?

Want to survive in the wilderness?

Putting aside these distracting thoughts, asking Yan Bugui is the right question.

After all, Lao Yan and his family survived during the years of war, so he must have unique wisdom.

There must be other reasons besides picking.

For example, this superhuman vigilance.

Both father and son were thinking about something in the cellar and were silent for a short time.

"Oh, there's nothing we can do. It's spring and I'll call the second child, and the third child will dig wild vegetables and dry them. I'll go fishing and make dried fish. All the fine grains in the house will be replaced by coarse grains."

"You go to the countryside to find your cousin during the Chinese New Year. There should be dried vegetables and mountain products in the village. There are also people who have been hunting. Try to exchange for some meat."

"I'll find someone else to exchange for some salt stamps, which are from the Great Depression. Alas, I just don't know how much it will cost. All my family's savings are only more than 300 yuan. Finally, we will try on the black market to see if we can exchange them.

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When Yan Jiecheng heard this, he didn't know what to say. He wanted the Moonlight Clan in future generations to hear these words without vomiting blood.

With a salary of twenty-seven and a half yuan, I can still save a huge sum of three hundred yuan.

The third uncle simply touched the sky.

Then Yan Bugui said: "These should be of some use. It's just a pity that I have saved the money for so long."

"Boss, this money will be deducted from your salary!"

Yan Jiecheng looked at Yan Bugui speechlessly.

"What are you looking at? You are only seventeen after the Chinese New Year, and it is still early to find a wife. Why do you need so much money? Why don't you help me bear some of the burden?"

Sure enough, Yan Bugui can only be serious for three minutes. He is always calculating, and he is the third master.

Although Yan Jiecheng understood, he couldn't help but feel angry and funny.

Fortunately, the brother and sister at home are still young and can be brought back. Otherwise, if they develop the same character as in the original drama, they won't be disgusted to death.

In the future, if they dare to plot against his own family members, Yan Jiecheng feels that he might give them a leg up.

Food and money are all troubling Yan Jiecheng.

Money, he has some idea, it depends on the follow-up operation.

Food is a real headache!

The father and son planned for half a night, and in the end they made only one immediate decision, which was to stop the white-flour steamed buns served by Yan Jie Di.

The third uncle decided to take the five kilograms of white flour at home to exchange for whole grains tomorrow.

Yan Jiecheng felt helpless. It would be great if people wouldn't starve to death next time, so how could they still eat more carefully?

The reality is so cruel.

It's like he has traveled through time and has not been given a portable space.

Yan Jiecheng is somewhat resentful, but he doesn’t know where to complain!

The father and son did not discuss it too much, and went to sleep separately after leaving the cellar.

I went to work early the next morning.

Because the railway lines of the rolling mill are still being upgraded and renovated by the Railway Bureau, Yan Jiecheng and the others do not have other production tasks. They say they are cooperating with the Railway Bureau in construction, but in fact they only provide labor and follow the tasks assigned by Luo Gong from the Railway Bureau.

Yan Jiecheng divided his team into three groups according to the construction work.

All they did was physical work such as lifting sleepers and transporting ballast.

This job is very mature, after all, I have been doing it for more than three months.

"Be careful, don't hit your feet."

"You stupid guy, you don't know how to let go, don't let go of your arms."

Yan Jiecheng watched everyone working without any safety protection, and they were all working hard.

It seems that Yan Jiecheng acted recklessly and risked his life.

I thought to myself, I must give everyone some training on safe construction, otherwise sooner or later there will be disability.

Yan Jiecheng felt sad when he saw everyone wearing rubber shoes.

The factory provides labor insurance with a pair of cloth shoes, a pair of rubber shoes, and a pair of leather shoes.

Leather shoes are lined to prevent your feet from being hit.

However, no one wears leather shoes as labor protection shoes.

Everyone stays and is of great use.

After all, labor insurance these days is a fashionable item in the eyes of the general public.

Some are worn by the son at home when he marries his wife, and some are worn by the naked father in his hometown.

Just like Yan Jiecheng's leather shoes were taken away by Yan Bugui.

Yan Jiecheng also understands the current situation.

Just like if you see someone wearing towel-made clothes on the street, that person must work in a towel factory.

Of course, there will be no shortage of flour mills.

Let Lao Chen watch the scene, and Yan Jiecheng returned to the office.

I wrote down homework precautions at my desk, which are effective measures for future generations that have been learned through blood and accumulated over time.

for example:

One stop, two look, three pass.

Compare with hands, shout with mouth, watch with eyes.

You are not allowed to walk in the center of the Tao, and you are not allowed to sit or lie on the Tao bed.

When using a crowbar, make sure no one is waiting within five meters of you.

Finally, Yan Jiecheng deleted, deleted, refined and simplified it, and wrote it into ten items.

He gave these ten safety regulations a name: red lines for line workers in steel rolling mills.

After I finished writing it, I asked Lao Wang to read it over, and Squad Leader Wang said it was amazing.

The two of them took the written document to the section chief's office on the second floor.

Not only Section Chief Li but also Gong Luo were in the office.

Section Chief Li and Gong Luo read the ten job red lines written by Yan Jiecheng.

After looking at it, Section Chief Li said: "Xiao Yan, it's not bad. He came up with this rule on the first day of work. He is just tougher and stronger than us bosses."

Then: "But this character is written really well, square and square, as if standing guard."

Yan Jiecheng didn't know what the section chief meant. What do you mean by rules? Is this a good thing?

His tone didn't sound like he was angry.

Luo Gong smacked his lips for a while and said: "Good boy, I'm looking down on you. Your ten items basically cover all the safety hazards of line workers' work. According to your ten items, work injuries can be avoided to the greatest extent."

"Boy, give your red line to our road bureau for use! Don't worry, I won't treat you badly."

When Section Chief Li saw what Luo Gong, an expert from the Road Bureau, said, he quickly confirmed it.

"Gong Luo, is this really useful? Isn't it nonsense? In our department, among a bunch of rough guys, there is a great scholar?"

Luo Gong said angrily: "Foolish people are lucky. I found a treasure without even realizing it. How about we give this kid to our road bureau?"

In response, Section Chief Li smiled and said, "Do you know what our team leader said back then?"

"If you want to take advantage of me, little RB can't do it! Yan Laoxi can't do it! And bald head can't do it either!"

Luo Gong glanced at Section Chief Li's ruthless appearance with disgust.

Then the three of them were dragged by Section Chief Li to Deputy Director Jin, who was in charge of the transportation department.

Section Chief Li's intention of pulling Luo Gong was very obvious. He didn't speak hard enough and couldn't explain clearly. He needed an expert platform.

Just like his leader back then.

Deputy Director Jin was very happy about this and even praised Yan Jiecheng a few words.

Later I heard that the road bureau also adopted Yan Jiecheng's red line for this position, and then I took it seriously.

I promised a few people to bring it up at the team meeting and the factory would give them a commendation.

(End of chapter)