Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

On the evening of August 20th.

Qin Hanchi was eating at home. Recently, he has been so busy that he doesn’t even have time to go home. For Qin Hanchi, it’s really pediatrics. He lives in the family area of ​​Jingxi Pharmaceutical General Factory, but from the office area to On this road in the family area, Qin Hanchi didn't necessarily take a step in a week.

It was only after Minister Chen came forward that Qin Hanchi felt relieved.

The assembly line of the factory finally started to move, the machines in the workshop finally started to run, and the workers of the enterprise finally had work to do. This was the most important thing for a factory, and Qin Hanchi cared more about these than profits.

To have a job is not only to have money, but also to have a status. The experience of the past few decades has continuously illustrated this truth.

Whether many domestic factories make money depends largely on the government's decision, especially in the era of planned economy, the price of raw materials is determined by the superior, the price of the product is also determined by the superior, and even the output is also limited by the superior. The goal is to complete the work in the most efficient way.

Although there are various batch prices, production beyond the plan, etc., in the final analysis, as long as the production line is in motion, the difference between the factory and the factory will not be too big.

The biggest difference between factories is that one factory is in production and the other factory is shut down.

"Shutdown and transfer" is the biggest threat to state-owned factories. Even if the production company is losing money, as long as it is in production, it is better than the shutdown factory, because the production factory can still seek policy support and shut down. The factory is worthless.

Therefore, during the period when the third workshop of Jingxi Pharmaceutical General Factory was shut down, Qin Hanchi was as anxious as a fried frog.

The family also understands him very well. Whether it is his wife or children, they all live in Jingxi Pharmaceutical General Factory, work and study in Jingxi Pharmaceutical General Factory. Without Qin Hanchi's explanation, they all know that his recent work is important and busy, and no one bothers him.

And when Qin Hanchi went home for dinner, his wife and children were too happy to be themselves, all smiling.

Qin Hanchi was also in a good mood, wearing a hurdle vest, sweating profusely? Sitting in his living room, watching TV and eating rice with scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

There was also a braised carp on the table, but Qin Hanchi didn't touch it, but ate most of a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

"Why are you still picky eaters at such an old age?" Mrs. Qin complained, took a piece of meat from the belly of the fish, and put it in Qin Hanchi's bowl.

Said: "Is it because the chef's fish is better than mine?"

"That goes without saying." Qin Hanchi laughed loudly and said, "If the stewed carp made by the cook in our factory is not as delicious as yours, I will ask him to cook the boiler tomorrow. However, the scrambled eggs with tomatoes are better." eat."

"I asked for the eggs from the farm, and they cost 50 cents each. I spent a long time picking them out, but I couldn't pick out a few big ones."

"Our farm?" The Jingxi Pharmaceutical General Factory is a large factory, just like the Xibao Meat Factory. All large state-owned factories have an irresistible urge to expand, and most of them expand across industries.

Farming is not a profitable business, but it is easy to support people, and it can produce some things that cannot be bought in the market in an era when people across the country are hungry. For example, milk and eggs were not in sufficient supply until the end of the 1980s. Naturally, they were available in big cities, but the price was not cheap. Eggs worth 4 yuan a catty are not low at all at the price level in the mid-to-late 1980s.

Qin Hanchi is a bureau-level cadre, and his monthly salary is three to four times that of ordinary employees, but it looks like more than three hundred and less than four hundred yuan. Plus his wife's salary of about one hundred yuan, their family is 500 yuan. The monthly income of RMB is the highest among the high wages at this time, which is higher than the annual cash income of more than half of the rural households in the country.

Even so, it takes one-thousandth of the income to buy an egg, which is also the main reason why Mrs. Qin has to pick and choose.

For ordinary workers, eggs are even more expensive. Three or four yuan a catty of eggs is equal to one twenty-fifth of the salary. In future generations, it is equivalent to a person with a monthly salary of 4,000 yuan spending 160 yuan to buy a catty of eggs-the actual price is higher than this, because in the 1980s, the number of people who could get a salary of 100 yuan was comparable to that of 4,000 yuan in later generations. There are far fewer people with a monthly salary.

Of course, for the same purchase of eggs, Mrs. Qin bought the eggs for 50 cents, the quality was better, and the price was the same or even cheaper.

She picked an egg for her son, and said, "I knew you would come back for dinner at night, so I went to the farm by car in the morning, and picked it out before leaving in the egg-pulling car."

Qin Hanchi laughed: "Why bother."

Mrs. Qin snorted and said, "You feel delicious when you eat it, but you think all the eggs are the same? The eggs I took were all freshly laid this morning, and I put them on the flashlight to see. The yolks of the eggs are congealed together. If you want me to say, you should take care of the people on the farm. The eggs are not delivered on time. Some eggs are delivered after seven or eight days. Are they delicious? "

"I don't care about them now, as long as they have something to eat." Qin Hanchi put the rice in the bowl into his mouth in one breath, and said, "I'm full."

"The two of you finished eating the fish. I poured vinegar on the fish, it won't last long." Madam Qin said, changing the TV channel, and said, "Watching while eating, the news broadcast is over."

"I don't want to watch TV." After Qin Hanchi said it, he obediently ate a piece of fish, raised his thumb and said, "It's delicious."

"I also bought it this morning. It is said that it was the Yellow River carp sent by Zheng@zhou. I don't know if it is true." Mrs. Qin smiled.

Qin Hanchi took another piece of tail, chewed it, and said: "Tofu waist with copper head and iron tail, almost."

"Is it delicious?"

"Delicious. By the way, next time I will ask Lao Wei from the Grain Bureau to ask for two. China Grain Storage is very large in Zheng@zhou, and there must be a lot of fish stored in the pond. He is very familiar with there. "Qin Hanchi muttered casually, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it in small sips.

Mrs. Qin continued to change TV channels. Now there is no remote control, and there are few TV programs. Most people are used to pressing all the channels once before deciding which one to watch.

Qin's TV is a relatively advanced push-button type, with a total of 10 buttons from 1 to 0, and can store 10 channels. The number is not more than that of the knob type, but from the current point of view, the sense of technology is much stronger.

The logos of the central one and the central second set swayed past one by one.

Mrs. Qin pressed it again, but she couldn't find the program she wanted to watch, so she pressed it again from the beginning.

When he pressed the fifth button, Qin Hanchi looked up desperately, and saw the face of the immortal Yang Rui.

"Wait a minute, what are you talking about?" Qin Hanchi spat on the ground and stared.

Mrs. Qin also saw at a glance that the person on TV was the culprit who kept her husband from coming home for more than a week.

She turned up the volume unhappily and sat beside her.

After hearing a few words, the blackboard newspaper "Admonishment to Heart Disease Patients" appeared on the TV.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Rui's decisive answer was also clearly transmitted from the TV: "The Americans and the Germans are wrong!"

"He really dares to say it." Qin Hanchi was dumbfounded.

Mrs. Qin asked: "What's the matter, what happened? Good or bad?"

"Damn." Qin Hanchi frowned like the skin of a Yellow River carp.

"Is this a member of the GMP committee against you?"

"Yes, Yang Rui." Qin Hanchi stood up and said, "I'll make a call and turn down the volume."

Mrs. Qin turned down the sound of the TV, but Yang Rui's voice was still very penetrating: "...Lyperidine is not a safe drug for heart disease patients across the country, please do not take it, and at the same time , I also ask all hospitals and doctors not to buy or expel the prescription of Luperidine..."

Qin Hanchi kicked on the coffee table angrily, knocking over half of the Yellow River carp left in the pot.

The son who hadn't finished his meal looked at the carp regretfully for three seconds, and silently put down his chopsticks.

Mrs. Qin hurriedly cleared the tea table, and looked at Qin Hanchi worriedly.

"Lao Jiang, have you eaten yet? Don't eat, watch TV, Beijing @京台, Yang Rui is crazy!"

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