There are only big meat buns and vermicelli-stuffed buns in his space, and if you want to eat tofu-stuffed buns, you can only count them.

He found Silly Zhu and asked him to make tofu stuffed buns, but who knew that a canteen didn't buy tofu today.

Yang Jun could only go to the second canteen to find Nan Yi.

"Today, we serve mapo tofu in the canteen, and we can add more spicy seeds later, which can also improve the taste."

Before Yang Jun arrived at the cafeteria, he heard Nan Yi showing off in the back kitchen.

In the original play, Nan Yi made a good dish, especially the mapo tofu dish.

"Master Nan, is the second canteen serving tofu stuffed buns today?"

Yang Jun came to the back kitchen and patted Nan Yi on the shoulder.

"Yo, Director Yang, you have come down to guide the work in person."

Nan Yi looked back and saw that it was Yang Jun, and immediately said with a smile,

"We don't serve tofu-stuffed buns in our cafeteria today, but we do ......."

Nan Yi deliberately paused here when he said this, and then said, "If there is no condition, we have to create conditions, you wait for an hour, no, forty minutes, and you will be able to eat the tofu stuffed buns."

"Okay, trouble Master Nan."

Yang Jun took out four catties of food stamps and three yuan and handed them to Nan Yi.

"Master Nan, just make twenty buns."

"Okay, Director Yang, please."

Twenty tofu stuffed buns, each weighing two taels, twenty is four catties, and the other bun is one dime and five pounds, which is exactly three yuan.

The noodles were sent in advance, originally they were kept for steamed white flour steamed buns, but now they are steamed evenly, and the tofu is also cut, mixed with seasonings, and then add some chili noodles, and the filling is good.

Several people worked together, wrapped it in less than ten minutes, and then steamed it in the drawer.

Yang Jun didn't wait there, but went straight back to the office.

After about forty minutes, Yang Jun went to the second canteen again.

Nan Yi was not in the cafeteria, and his apprentice wrapped the buns out of the drawer with a cage cloth and handed them to Yang Jun.

Yang Jun went directly to the infirmary with a bun.

"Why are you here?"

Yang Jun saw Nan Yi standing at the door of the infirmary with a lunch box in his hand, looking around.

"Director, I'...... I'd like to send two steamed buns to Dr. Ding to try."

Nan Yi blushed, and the lunch box in his hand was hidden behind his back.

"Go in, aren't you afraid that the buns will be cold?"

Yang Jun did not expose Nan Yi for using his buns to give favors, but beckoned him in.

"I...... I won't go in, so I'll trouble Director Yang to bring the buns to Dr. Ding."

Nan Yi stuffed the lunch box in his hand into Yang Jun's hand, turned around and ran away.

Yang Jun shook his head.

A guy with a thief's heart but not a thief's guts.

Yi Qiushui and Ding Qiunan were sitting together discussing the case, and Yang Jun didn't bother them, but took out a bun and ate it in a big gulp.

"It smells so good."

Yi Qiushui sniffed his nose, turned around and looked at Yang Jun and said, "Why don't you call me?"

"I'm not afraid of disturbing your work." Yang Jun handed her a steaming bun.

Ding Qiunan smelled the fragrance of the buns, swallowed her saliva, she picked up the lunch box and walked out.

"Qiu Nan, where are you going? Come and eat a piece."

Yang Jun stopped her and handed her Nan Yi's lunch box.

Ding Qiunan looked at the lunch box, frowned and said, "This is not Nan Yi's lunch box, why are you here."

"Nan Yi sent it." Yang Jun handed the lunch box again.

"Forget it, I'd better go to the cafeteria." Ding Qiunan pouted.

"Gotta get it, since you don't eat his buns, eat mine."

Yang Jun hurriedly stopped her and handed over the buns he brought.

When Ding Qiunan heard this, his eyes flowed, and he took the bun and ate it happily.

Yang Jun could see that Ding Qiunan didn't mean that to Nan Yi, and even hated him a little.

The status of a person determines his height.

Now that she is a cadre, the lifelong events she considers are naturally people of the same status as her.

The story of the prince and Cinderella can only appear in fairy tales.

Ding Qiunan and Nan Yi are now people from two worlds, they each have their own life circle, and they can only find a lifelong partner in their own circle.

People are demanding progress, even if it is a beggar begging along the street, he also has a goal, today he begged for a bowl of porridge, he still wants to ask for a bowl of dry rice tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow can even throw away the identity of a beggar.

This is a common trait of human beings.

Ding Qiunan is no exception.

She is now the deputy section chief, and she also thinks that one day she can climb up step by step......

The stairs were climbed step by step with her head down, and her goal was always the end of the stairs above her head, not her feet.

I also thought that one day, the white swan would fall in love with the toad at the bottom of the well.

It is impossible to happen in this age of not having enough to eat.

When you choose a life partner, the first consideration is whether the other party can help you and bring you good living conditions.

It is common for men to be high and women to be low, but it is not common for women to be high and men to be low.

All the efforts made by Nanyi are destined to be a bamboo basket in the end.

Yi Qiushui and Ding Qiunan each ate three buns, Yang Jun ate thirteen alone, and looking at the remaining buns, Yang Jun put them directly in Nanyi's lunch box.

He hurriedly ran back to the office building and gave the hot buns to Yangmei.

Yangmei really had no appetite, and under Yang Junlian's coaxing, she barely ate a bun.

Yang Jun packed up the rest of the buns and went back to his office.

Back in the office, he put the remaining two buns into the space, and then asked Secretary Jiang to return the lunch box to Nan Yi.

Take advantage of the lunch break.

Yang Jun drove out for a walk, and when he came back, there were already twenty catties of pork and ten catties of beef in the car.

Recently, the food at home is really hard to swallow, and there is no meat to buy in the market, so he can only take out some ingredients from the space.

When he was about to get off work, Yang Jun went downstairs and saw Liu Zhi pushing a car and waiting for Yangmei downstairs.

Yang Jun beckoned to him and brought him a portion of the meat that had been packed in the bag beforehand.

"Meizi can't eat for the past two days, so you have to find a way to get something delicious."

"Got it, brother, I'll let my mother stew the meat when I go back." Liu Zhi opened the bag and looked at it, and said excitedly.

Wang Yuying is now eating with Yangmei, these meats are said to be for Yangmei's body, but in fact, she can't smell the meat at all now, these meats are mainly to take care of Wang Yuying.

"If you're done eating the hawthorn slices of the plums, tell me."

Yang Jun opened the car door, seemed to remember something, and explained to him.

"Huh?" Liu Zhileng paused for a moment, but immediately responded, "Got it, brother."

Picking up Yi Qiushui, Yang Jun and the three of them went back together.

As soon as he got home, Yang Jun handed the meat to Ma Xiangxiu and let her stew it all, and he wanted to invite everyone to have a good meal.

Originally, Ma Xiangxiu cooked the meal, but Yang Jun confessed that she had to cook again.

She returned to the courtyard next door and called Zhou Miaomiao and Zhao Hongmei over, and the three of them cooked together.

Everyone jumped for joy when they saw that there was meat to eat tonight, especially the children, who had been lying in the kitchen and not coming out.

"How's business going at the store lately?"

A few men sat at a stone table in the courtyard, and Yang Jun asked.

When Yang Anbang heard this, his face darkened, and he frowned and said,

"It's been more than half a month since it opened, and I've collected more than 50 catties of stick noodles, and there are a lot of people who come in to buy grain, but few sell them."

When Yang Jun heard this, there was no look of disappointment on his face.

In this case, when he set up a branch of the supply and marketing cooperative, he knew that it was this knot

Fruit.

The reason why he established this point in the first place was to solve the problem of Yang Anbang's employment, but if this store has always been this achievement, it will definitely not work.

Only a few dozen catties of grain are collected in a month, and it is not much that is not spent, which will definitely cause dissatisfaction in the factory, and it is only a matter of time before this store is laid off.

"In a few days, a shipment of grain will come in, and you can receive it then."

Yang Jun decided that he couldn't let the store be withdrawn no matter what.

He had calculated an account before, the shortage of grain in the rolling mill is 300 catties per day, and it is 9,000 catties a month, and he does not require this store to receive 9,000 catties of grain a month, but at least one or two thousand catties of grain must be collected, otherwise the above will really feel that this store has no value in existence.

"Brother, how many catties of grain are there?"

When Yang Anbang heard this, his eyes lit up.

"Two or three thousand pounds." Yang Jun reported the number.

This number was carefully considered by Yang Jun.

Two or three thousand catties of grain, whether it is white flour or stick noodles, is calculated according to the average price of one dime a catty, which is two or three hundred yuan.

In addition to the wages of four people to maintain this store, there is also the rent of the house, which is about 100 yuan.

Compared with the cost, there is an extra balance of one or two hundred yuan, so this store still has the value of existence.

"Brother, when are we going to pull grain? Or did they send it."

"Don't worry, just wait for news."

Yang Jun threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and motioned for Yang Anguo to go to the house and take out the chess to kill two games.

After the chess is set.

Yang Anbang, Yang Anguo and Ma Juzi, you look at me, I look at you, pushing each other, and no one will end.

"What do you mean? Do you want me to eat?" Yang Jun was unhappy and said with a glare.

"Brother, it's not that we look down on you, at your level, Xiangxiu will let you both win." Yang Anguo pouted.

When Yang Jun heard this, he was so angry that he almost fell off the stool.

However, it can't be helped.

People are telling the truth, they can kill anyone and throw away his armor.

However, who made him stinky and addicted?

"A dime a game, do you dare to play?"

There will be a brave man under the heavy reward, who will not give some sweetness, who will play with him in this stinky chess basket.

"I'll come, I'll come."

"I'll sit down first."

"I'm still holding the chessboard."

The three of them refused to give in to each other, scrambling to play chess with Yang Jun.

Yang Jun watched the goods arguing, so he nodded Yang Anguo with his hand.

Because this product is the worst chess player of the three.

Ma Juzi has the highest chess skills, followed by Yang Anbang, and finally Yang Anguo.

"Arch pawn!"

No matter who he goes with, Yang Jun takes the lead.

"Be a cannon."

Yang Anguo didn't even jump off the horse, and came directly as a cannon.

This kind of unreasonable way to play chess made Yang Jun confused.

"General, it's gone." Yang Anbang laughed.

Yang Jun looked at the chessboard with a confused expression.

After a full twelve steps, he was condemned to death by the two cannons of the veteran.

"Brother, don't rush to give money yet, let's make it whole."

Yang Anguo said with a smile while re-arranging the chess.

Yang Anbang and Ma Juzi held back a smile next to him and put the chess back on for him.

"Again."

Yang Jun screamed dissatisfied, and then lit a cigarette to refresh himself.

After about twenty steps, the veteran of the Yang army was once again killed by Yang Anguo's horse artillery combination.

"Again."

Yang Jun squatted directly on the stone bench, he didn't believe that he couldn't win a game today.

However, this time it was a little better, and finally held on to twenty-nine steps before being checkmated.

"Substitution."

Yang Jun glanced at Yang Anbang and motioned for him to play.

The more people are replaced, the more Yang Jun loses, and Yang Anbang's chess skills are obviously more than one grade higher than Yang Anguo.

After losing five games in a row, Yang Jun insisted on fewer and fewer rounds.

He lost his red eye, his mind was confused, he had no routine in chess, and he walked randomly.

It wasn't until they lost the tenth game that Ma Xiangxiu asked them to eat before it ended.

In just over half an hour, he lost ten rounds.

An average of three minutes per game.

Yang Jun stupidly took out a dollar and slapped it on the table: "Continue tomorrow."

"Brother, thank you."

The three of them thanked each other in unison.