Chapter 1323 The short-lived cousin of the heroine of the Ten Thousand Yuan Household (4)

On the day of departure, I met Xu Wen at the entrance of the corridor.

Xu Yin saw that she was carrying a military green schoolbag slung across her body. The schoolbag was bulging, and she guessed it was a few hand-sewn garments.

Xu Wen has been secretly making clothes to sell for a while. Not to mention her relatives, even her own parents and brothers don’t know that her daughter (sister) goes out early and comes back late every day. She actually sets up a street stall in other residential areas to sell clothes, not what they think. I'm looking for a job in the city.

"Yin Yin." Xu Wen saw Xu Yin and greeted her proactively, "Are you feeling well?"

 “Much better.” Xu Yin smiled at her.

“I’ve wanted to see you for a long time, but my second aunt said you were resting and didn’t want me to disturb you.”

Xu Yin nodded clearly, Ms. Xue can really do this.

“Are you going to work in a state-owned hotel? I’ll take you to the station and you put your luggage in my car.”

Xu Yin thought for a while but didn't refuse. Two big bags were folded one above the other and tied together on the back seat of the bicycle.

“Sister Wenwen is also going to the city?”

"...I won't go today. Even if the good units in the city are recruiting workers, I won't be able to find jobs. I'll just hang around near my home." Xu Wen seemed unwilling to talk more. "The car is here. You go up and grab a seat first. I'll take the luggage with you." Pass it to you through the window."

Xu Yin did as she was told. After getting on the bus, she quickly occupied a seat by the window. She reached out to take the bundles that Xu Wen handed over from the window and stuffed them one by one into the luggage rack above.

Xu Wen pushed the bicycle and looked at her for a while, then got on the bike and drove off.

Xu Yin felt regretful: What a good partner!

  It’s a pity that she is the heroine of the original text, so she stays away from the protagonist to keep her safe.

 Given the choice between getting rich and living a life, needless to say, I must choose the latter - after all, only if you live a small life can you hope to get rich, otherwise everything is empty talk.

 Fortunately, my parents in this life were dual-workers in a cotton textile factory. In the late spring of 1979, when the clarion call for reform had just begun, their income was fairly stable.

Especially her father, one of the few skilled workers in the printing and dyeing workshop. Even in the past few years, private printing and dyeing factories have become increasingly active, and there is still a market for old masters like her father.

What's more, the factory's current performance is pretty good, and it's still at least ten years away from the era of declining profits and bankruptcy. It's not like the time in the 1990s, when your parents were laid off right after you came in, and you had an uncle who was addicted to gambling. If you don't save it, Her younger brother would go astray, forcing her to roll up her sleeves and become the backbone of the family.

She is not under so much pressure in this life. It would be good to work in a state-owned hotel for a few years to build up some connections and capital.

 Work in a state-owned hotel, whether it is waiter, cashier, or cook, is not stressful for her. Just come back from the small world at the end of the natural disaster and give your hard-working soul a long and comfortable vacation.

 Thinking about it all the way and reversing the car, we finally arrived in the city.

Based on the address her father asked for, Xu Yin carried two large bags and successfully found the state-owned Red Star Hotel next to the supply and marketing building.

When we arrived, it was non-business hours, and there was a fat girl about the same age as Xu Yin in the store, holding a fly swatter and waving it lazily.

Seeing someone push open the door and come in, he raised his eyes and said, "Didn't you see the sign at the door? It's not business hours yet."

Xu Yin put down her baggage: "I'm here to report."

“Huh? Oh! Master Zhao, your helper is here!”

The fat girl shouted to the kitchen at the top of her lungs.

After a while, a strong man with big arms and waist came out and looked Xu Yin up and down: "Are you introduced by Uncle Ming, your name is Xu Yin?" Xu Yin nodded.

Master Zhao rubbed his chin and seemed a little embarrassed: "...You have thin arms and legs, can you handle the pot?"

As he said that, he turned to look at the fat girl: "Xiaoyan, how about..."

"I don't!" The fat girl frowned, "I reported before her, so naturally I picked the position first, so she didn't have to come late."

Seeing that Xu Yin was a little confused, Master Zhao explained with a smile: "That's it, your original position was to check out and write menus. This job was originally Jiang Mei's. She is about to give birth and there is no elderly person in the family, so the birth is The manager asked me to recruit people because I would not be working in the hotel again for a short time after my child was born. Unexpectedly, a few days ago, the second chef, Lao Lu, also had an accident and could no longer come to work, so his daughter Xiaoyan came to take his place. , Xiaoyan came two days earlier than you, so..."

Xu Yin understood—someone reported to work earlier than her and took this relatively leisurely job.

However, compared to routine and unskilled tasks like dusting flies and collecting money, she really likes cooking and cooking in the kitchen.

 Creating dishes that are full of color, flavor and satisfy diners can bring great inner satisfaction.

He immediately waved his hand and said he didn't care: "It's okay, I serve the people wherever I am."

Master Cao was instantly attracted to her, but looking at her slender figure, he was really worried that she wouldn't be able to endure the hardships of being a cook. He said hesitantly: "Why don't you try working for two days? If not, I'll think of a way."

Lu Xiaoyan immediately said: "She can do it! She must be able to do it! The kitchen is so crowded, so it takes a thin person like her. It's hard for me to turn around in it."

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After Lu Xiaoyan finished speaking, she took out a small cloth bag from the drawer, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and handed them to Xu Yin: "That's it, I treat you to some melon seeds. My mother fried them herself, adding salt and pepper, but It smells so good! I can’t bear to eat it, so I give these to you!”

Lu Xiaoyan simply gave the entire small cloth bag to Xu Yin.

 Xu Yin: “…Thank you.”

"No thank you, no thank you. We will still be roommates in the future. Oh, by the way, you haven't been to the dormitory yet, right? I'll take you there! Master Zhao, it's not business hours yet, so I'll take Xiao Xu to the dormitory first. La."

 As long as he can keep his idle position, Lu Xiaoyan can do anything.

She rushed to help Xu Yin carry her luggage and let Xu Yin eat melon seeds while walking. She also introduced the buildings along the road: "...next door is the supply and marketing building, which has four floors. My favorite place to visit is the third floor. Next time we Let's go together... There is a grain station and an oil factory across the street, and further ahead is the city center park. Our dormitory is behind the oil factory, just across the small bridge in front."

State-owned hotels have few employees, and most of them are locals who have families and homes. Therefore, they did not build a separate staff building. Instead, they built a staff compound together with the grain station and the oil factory.

“It’s a pity that the buildings in front of us have been allocated to two-income workers. When we first moved in, we could only live in a bungalow. However, my father knew someone who was in charge of logistics and got me a room that was close to the toilet and water room.”

The bungalow is very long, with about forty single rooms, and toilets and water rooms at both ends.

 But being too close is both smelly and noisy.

Needless to say, it stinks, but who wants to live next to a public toilet?

As for the noise, at five or six in the morning, while you are still sleeping, there will be people washing clothes and washing vegetables with water.

Needless to say, it's far away, and it's troublesome to use water. You have to walk 180 meters each time to collect the bathing water.

Thanks to her father's blessing, Lu Xiaoyan applied for room No. 08. Not to mention the auspicious number, it was relatively close to the toilet and water room, but not too close. There were seven rooms in between, and there was a large flower bed in front of the door. It was nice and beautiful. Easy to recognize.

 (End of this chapter)