Reborn in 1977

After discussing the past, they talked about the present.

Master Zhu lifted his clothes and wiped his sweat, his double chin trembling.

This suddenly reminded Chen Fan of a saying, "A flower in the department store, a double chin in the food station," so that's what it meant?!

The fat-headed, big-eared Master Zhu turned to look at Captain Yang and said with a smile, "There shouldn't be any substandard pigs in the team this year, right?"

"Yes, yes."

Captain Yang swallowed the food in his mouth, nodded, and smiled, "The standard of 120 catties is relatively easy to meet."

Master Zhu grinned, "Easy to meet? Do you know how this standard came about?"

Captain Yang's expression froze, and he stared at him intently, "How did it come about?"

This question really hit him. As the production team leader, the qualified rate of pig raising was also an important indicator. If the standard was set too high, it would definitely be difficult to meet. If the standard was set too low, his work would be easier to complete, so he naturally paid close attention.

Not only him, but also Liu Jujang and the other four brothers of the Yang family were also staring blankly at Master Zhu.

Master Zhu stretched out two fingers, his hands greasy and slippery, with thick grease, even thicker than the soup in the pig-killing dish.

He looked around at everyone and said mysteriously, "When the county was holding a meeting to set the standard, they initially set it at 138 catties, which was even higher than last year's (75 years according to the lunar calendar) 135 catties. Even one catty less was not allowed because if the pig was too small, there wouldn't be enough fat."

"As a result, the directors of the food stations in all 13 communes in the county disagreed. Why? If the standard was set too high, what would they do if they couldn't complete the task?"

"Last year, because the rewards were canceled, they almost didn't complete the task. Our director came back and flew into a rage, scolding several purchasing agents, telling them to take advantage of their positions for personal gain, which almost caused the purchase volume to fall short of the standard. So, we definitely can't do that this year. In the end, after bargaining, the standard was set at 120 catties."

Then he turned to look at Chen Fan, "Whether this purchase standard is high or low is related to whether the common people can make a profit from raising pigs. If they meet the standard, they can earn a little. If they don't meet the standard, the extra meat can only be sold to the production team. The production team takes a cut, and in the end, it still flows to the food station. Tell me, how much of a loss will the common people suffer!"

Chen Fan opened his mouth, looking like he had gained a lot of knowledge.

Oh my god, it could be played like this?

… …

After the drinking was in full swing, Captain Yang finally remembered that Chen Fan was going to teach turtle butchering in the 5th team of Lujiawan, and Master Zhu also had something to do back at the commune, so they finished eating and dispersed.

When Master Zhu was about to leave, he grabbed Chen Fan's arm, "Young man, not bad. Next time you go to the commune, find me at the food station, and I'll treat you to a drink."

It was rare to find someone willing to listen to him talk about those old things. Today, he had a good talk and a good drink. This young man was worth making friends with.

Of course, it would be even better if he could show off his skills again next time they met.

That twice-cooked pork was really to his taste, the stir-fried pig liver was also delicious, and the blood sausage was also very good. The food station didn't have anything else, just a lot of pork, especially pig offal. He was tired of eating it every day. He had to find a way to learn these two dishes. All those offal used to be wasted!

Chen Fan naturally agreed, promising with a smile.

From Captain Yang's flattery towards Master Zhu, it could be seen that this pig-slaughtering master was no ordinary person.

Just now, when watching the pig slaughter, Jiang Lili also secretly told him that the food station was a hurdle. When a purchased pig was carried over, whether it was a few catties more or less was controlled by the purchasing agent's scale. If he padded the scale with his little finger, the pig would pass. If he pressed down on the scale, even if it met the standard, it would have to be carried back.

Therefore, people working at the food station were considered one generation older in the production team. When ordinary members saw them, regardless of their age, they had to call them uncle. It was not surprising for those in their forties and fifties to call young people in their twenties and thirties uncle or even grandpa.

Even the production team leader and the brigade leader had to call them brother in person, otherwise, if they offended someone, they would say a few strange words when they went back, and they would pressure the team's scale. It would be useless even if you went to the commune director.

Because the food station and the commune were not on the same line, just like the supply and marketing cooperative director, they were so arrogant that they could wag their tails in front of the prefectural committee leaders.

They couldn't control them, but they had to ask for their help, so they had to be careful and respectful.

Although Master Zhu was not a purchasing agent, he was one of the veterans of the food station. Everyone, from top to bottom, gave him some face. For people living in the countryside, having a good relationship with such a person was a hundred times better than hooking up with a county-level leader.

Chen Fan was naturally happy to befriend such a person, and immediately agreed, saying that he would make beef and offal slices in chili sauce, stir-fried pig heart with soy sauce, stir-fried pig lung with green peppers, dry pot pork intestines, stir-fried pig kidney…

Master Zhu seemed to be hungry again after hearing that, and he was about to leave.

Captain Yang laughed loudly on the side. Seeing that he was about to leave, he quickly grabbed him with quick eyes and hands, then took out four packs of cigarettes and two yuan, and also took the four pig trotters and a piece of pork tied with rope from Aunt Yang's hand and stuffed them into Master Zhu's hand, "You've worked hard today. Come over when you have time and have a good drink."

Master Zhu was not polite, put the money in his pocket, put the cigarettes in his pocket, and let his apprentice take the pig trotters and pork. Then he took Captain Yang's hand and said, "I'm really too busy today. I have to go back to slaughter pigs. I'll come again next time and try the turtle meat you just mentioned."

Captain Yang immediately pointed at Chen Fan, "Then you have to find him. He's an expert at making turtle."

Chen Fan still agreed readily, making Master Zhu very happy.

After politely sending off the second senior brother's killer, Chen Fan turned around and said to Captain Yang, "Captain, look at me, I'm full of alcohol. Should I go back and wash my face before going to the 5th team?"

Captain Yang nodded, "It's only 12 o'clock now. You go back and rest for a while. Anyway, the 5th team is nearby. It only takes half an hour to get there. It's okay to go over at one or two o'clock."

Chen Fan waved his hand, "Then, Captain, I'll go back first."

Captain Yang beckoned to Jiang Lili, "Keep an eye on him."

Jiang Lili quickly nodded, "Okay, okay."

The two of them came out of Captain Yang's house. Chen Fan opened his cotton coat and strode back. Jiang Lili followed him, carefully watching him, for fear that he would stumble and fall.

Seeing Jiang Lili's appearance, Chen Fan chuckled, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

After a pause, he looked back and said mysteriously, "Originally, the alcohol content would decrease after the wine was warmed. Just now, I took advantage of their inattention and poured a little wine into the hot water in the sea bowl. It looks like I have a lot of alcohol on me, but I didn't actually drink much."

"Ah?"

Jiang Lili was startled at first, then lowered her head and couldn't help but smile.

She didn't expect Chen Fan to have this trick. Probably no one else thought of it either. These days, people only complain that there isn't enough wine to drink, who would waste wine.

Chen Fan opened his coat, feeling relieved.

He had a good harvest this morning.

First, he helped build the stove and assist, adding 11 points to his housework experience. Then, he watched Master Zhu slaughter pigs, unlocking the slaughter skill. Then, he taught them how to make blood sausage, twice-cooked pork, and stir-fried pig liver, adding 10 points to his teaching experience and 5 points to his cooking experience.

Finally, he ate and drank, not only filling his stomach, but also slightly increasing his physique by 0.2 and his strength by 0.3.

The current attribute panel is:

Physique: 8.2 / 10

Strength: 6.3 / 10

Agility: 7 / 10

Intelligence: 9 / 10

Spirit: 9 / 10

Skills:

Housework LV3 (20 / 100)

Animal Language LV1 (4 / 10)

Cooking LV4 (20 / 200)

Teaching Skill LV2 (20 / 50)

Slaughter Skill LV2 (5 / 50)

Compared to the weak newbie two days ago, he had made rapid progress.

Chen Fan was now full of hope for the future.

Walking on the road, he suddenly thought of the two yuan and a piece of meat that Captain Yang gave to Master Zhu just now, and couldn't help but ask, "Are Master Zhu and the others government employees? Is the money they receive for slaughtering pigs privately or does the government receive it?"

Hearing this question, Jiang Lili was silent. After a long while, she whispered, "I, I'm not sure either."

As soon as Chen Fan heard this, he understood, turned to look at her, and chuckled, "Look, I've told you everything, but you're still keeping secrets from me. The trust between us needs to be strengthened."