Siheyuan: The start of the game is to grasp the tricks of all the birds

Sha Zhu curled his lips, "Just take a look."

Lin Yang ignored Silly Zhu and left with his bag on his back.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked to the door, he bumped into Jia Zhang, who was wrapped in thick clothes and whose hair was half white.

It turned out that today is the day when the old godmother's detention ends.

Calculate the time, exactly 21 days.

Seeing Lin Yang, Jia Zhang spat, "Bah, what a bad morning."

Chapter 79 Salary

Lin Yang raised his eyebrows. Wouldn't it be nice for this old godmother to make love to him right after she came back?

Thinking of this, Lin Yang sneered, "Oh, it's so unlucky in the morning. As soon as I went out, I met a thief woman. But it's no wonder that the family is not a good thing. Those who steal things steal things, and those who look for men look for men."

Jia Zhang was furious when he heard this, "Who are you scolding, little bastard?"

"I'll scold you, old bastard!" Lin Yang retorted.

"You dare...you dare to scold me? Believe it or not, I will tear your mouth apart?"

"You try tearing one up? I'll send you in for another 20 days." Lin Yang sneered.

The flesh on Jia Zhang's face trembled, his fat face was full of resentment.

"You...I won't tell you!" Jia Zhang stamped her feet angrily, turned her head and went into the yard.

Lin Yang turned his head and walked towards the school.

Mrs. Jia Zhang is back, there will inevitably be a bloody storm in this courtyard.

On the other side, Yang Zhixin also followed Director Zhu to the rolling mill.

The person who received Yang Zhixin was Director Yang, the top leader of the rolling mill.

"Hi Yang Zhixin, I have read your recommendation letter, you are a sixth-level chef, right? Have you brought the chef's certificate?" Director Yang asked.

"Bring it, the factory manager has a look." Yang Zhixin handed in his own certificate.

The chef certificate in that era existed in the form of proof, and a paper document would be issued after passing the assessment.

"Well, it is indeed a sixth-level chef. It is like this. Our factory is planning to open a second canteen, which is still a big pot. Since you are a sixth-level chef, we will give you a salary of 56.5 yuan, and there are five yuan a month. Subsidy, what do you think?"

Yang Zhixin had no objection, because Yang Suzhen had told him quietly before coming here.

The wages of rolling mills are all determined by grade.

Each level increases by 9.5 yuan, but each level also has different subsidies.

For example, the salary of a ninth-level chef is 28 yuan, and the monthly subsidy is 2 yuan.

The salary of an eighth-level chef is 37.5 yuan, with a monthly subsidy of 3 yuan. Shazhu is at this level.

The salary of a seventh-level chef is 47 yuan, with a monthly subsidy of 4 yuan.

The sixth-level chef is 56.5 yuan, with a monthly subsidy of 5 yuan. That is to say, Yang Zhixin's total salary can reach 61.5 yuan per month.

As for chefs above level [-], they are already able to cook state banquets, and their overall level must rise to a higher level.

For example, the salary of a fifth-level chef is 80 yuan, with a monthly subsidy of 6 yuan.

Level 90 chefs are paid 7 yuan, with a monthly subsidy of [-] yuan.

The third-level chef is paid 100 yuan, with a monthly subsidy of 8 yuan.

The second-level chef is paid 110 yuan, with a monthly subsidy of 9 yuan.

A first-level chef is paid 120 yuan, with a monthly subsidy of 10 yuan.

However, chefs above level [-] are not easily available in the rolling mill.

The salary level above the fifth level is only theoretical, but it has never been paid.

Yang Zhixin's 61.5 yuan is already the ceiling of the chef in the rolling mill.

"If you have no problems, we can sign a contract and start working. If you have apprentices, you can also take them to the rolling mill and work as apprentices. The monthly salary is 18.5 yuan."

Yang Zhixin nodded, "I have no problem, but there are two apprentices who are looking for jobs. If possible, I will bring them here first."

Yang Zhixin has two apprentices in Forty-Nine City, both in their teens and 20s, who are looking for jobs.

"As for the other staff, I will transfer a few from the first canteen for you. Of course, you are the main person in charge of the second canteen, and the others will follow your orders." Director Yang said again.

"No problem." Yang Zhixin nodded.

After the two signed the contract, Director Yang held out his hand.

"Welcome to join our rolling mill. By the way, do you have a place to stay now?" Director Yang asked.

"I am temporarily living with my sister's family in the staff compound in Nanluoguxiang." Yang Zhixin replied.

"Oh, I remember this. When Lin Gong started working, he bought three houses, right?"

"Correct."

"Then you live here temporarily, and I will arrange it for you when there is a vacant room in the courtyard. You can buy it with the qualification in the factory."

"Okay, then I'll trouble the factory director." Yang Zhixin also smiled.

Director Yang shook hands with him.

"Work hard. The factory is planning to select a canteen director. If you do well, you can definitely compete. This is not about seniority, but about ability."

"Factory manager, don't worry." Yang Zhixin nodded.

After completing the formalities, it was not yet noon.

Yang Zhixin got on his bicycle and went to find his two apprentices.

One apprentice is Wang Bing, who is 19 years old this year, and the other is Li Erdong, who is not too old at 22 years old.

When they heard that Yang Zhixin wanted to take them to work in the factory, they readily agreed.

So Yang Zhixin took the two of them to the rolling mill and went through the entry procedures.

The two apprentices thanked the master, and invited Yang Zhixin to go out to eat hot-boiled mutton.

By the time Yang Zhixin returned to the courtyard, it was already time to get off work in the afternoon.

Yang Zhixin met his nephew Lin Yang at the gate of the courtyard.

"After school? Here~" Yang Zhixin handed over a paper bag.

"What is it?" Lin Yang opened it curiously.

"Quanjude Roast Duck~ Do you like it?" Yang Zhixin laughed.

He found a job, so he brought delicious food to Lin Yang.

"When my mother comes back, let's have dinner." Lin Yang smiled.

"You can eat this first." Yang Zhixin took out another oiled paper bag.

Inside are two patties.

"Thank you uncle." Lin Yang gnawed on the meatloaf, and followed Yang Zhixin into the yard.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the yard, he heard Jia Zhang's crying.

"Oh~ I'm dead, Qin Huairu, this shameless thing, took all my pension money away, I'm dead~" Mrs. Jia Zhang sat on the ground, crying like hell.

"Don't cry, the money is gone and you can make it again. If it weren't for the money, what would happen if you were hospitalized?" The aunt advised.

It turned out that Qin Huairu, taking advantage of Jia Zhang's imprisonment, took out all the more than 300 yuan that Jia Zhang had saved over the years, and paid the medical and hospital expenses to Bang Jiao.

Otherwise, how could it be possible for the stick to stay in the hospital for more than ten days?

Not to mention that Qin Huairu's wages were deducted and the money owed to Lin Yang's family was repaid.

Without the money saved by Jia Zhang, Qin Huairu would not even be able to pay for the medical expenses of the stick.

"Damn Qin Huairu, my son left early, and she plotted against me like this. I killed my husband, my son, and was plotted against by my daughter-in-law. I'm dead, I'm dead..."

While crying, Jia Zhang scolded Qin Huairu.

The aunt persuaded, "Old sister-in-law, don't cry too. Banggen is your grandson, and he was injured. If it weren't for the money, Banggen wouldn't know what to do."

"Bah... Who did it to my stick? It wasn't Lin Yang, that little bastard who called the police and took me away. Otherwise, my stick wouldn't fall if I was watching, and silly Zhu, this sum The money has to be shared between the Lin family and Shazhu, and they will return the money to me."

Before Lin Yang had time to refute, someone suddenly shouted behind him.

"Qin Huairu is back."

Chapter 80

When Jia Zhang heard that Qin Huairu had returned, she immediately bounced off the ground.

"Smelly shameless thing, you still know how to come back, you stole all my pension money, you give it back to me~ give it back to me."

Jia Zhang rushed forward and grabbed Qin Huairu's hair.

Qin Huairu didn't speak, and let Mrs. Jia grab her by the hair, and beat and scratched her face with the other hand.

Jiazhang's family was ugly and dark-hearted, so they grabbed Qin Huairu and beat her violently. Seeing that her daughter-in-law didn't resist, she became even more energetic.

"Shameless thing, let you steal my money, what did you do with the money?" Jia Zhang was tired from beating, so she pushed Qin Huairu away.

Qin Huairu's hair was all over his head, and he fell to the ground after being pushed away.

"Don't take the money? Don't take the money to let BangGong sleep outside the hospital? You think I'm doing it for myself? He broke his leg. If I don't take the money, your grandson won't be able to stand up in the future."

Jia Zhang rolled her eyes and bit her lip.

"It's not because of silly Zhu. If he treats us better and doesn't lock the child at home alone, Bang will not come out through the dormer window, nor will he break his leg. If I say that the medical expenses will be stupid." Pillar."

"Mom...you ask yourself, isn't Sha Zhu good enough for our family? Over the years, you have eaten the most food in the lunch box, and you have raised an old man like you after eating every meal of white noodles and steamed buns?"

"What's the matter? Silly Zhu has no shortage of mouth, so I should eat it." Jia Zhang looked disdainful.

"Are you a mother or an old mother-in-law? Why should people feed you? Besides, I gave you three yuan a month to save the money you saved." Qin Huairu shouted hysterically.

"Fart, when my son was here, he gave me three yuan a month." Jia Zhang shouted again.

Qin Huairu sneered.

"Yeah, you have saved so much money by yourself, I have to pay you three yuan for my salary of 27 yuan a month, and I will prescribe you two yuan for painkillers. You will spend five yuan a month alone. money.

There are five people left in our family, each of whom is four yuan and five yuan. If you have another headache, you will have to give you another one or two yuan for that month.

Outsiders only think that our family is more than five yuan per person, which just happened to take off the hat of poor households. In fact, the most in our family is four yuan and five yuan per person.

If I catch up with making clothes for the children again, I have to tear down the east wall and fill in the west wall, and fill in the next month's one.

Stick and Xiaodang go to school, and each child costs 20 yuan a semester. This year, it is [-] yuan, which is almost my monthly salary.

That's not counting the Sophora japonica, but after the Sophora japonica is beaten and then go to school, it will be more, 30 yuan a year.

I have already made amends to please others outside, or do you think you have food and drink?

In the most difficult three years, whose older generation was not thin, you take a look at yourself, you have to occupy more than half of the sleeping kang, and you still say that I treat you badly?

The money is for the child to see a doctor, and you only think about yourself, so the child's life is not life? "

Qin Huairu also went all out, and said everything that should be said and should not be said.

Jia Zhang's old face was flushed.

"Qin Huairu, do you want to piss me off and remarry?"

"I have three children with me, even if I want to remarry, someone must want me." Qin Huairu cried.

"Okay, you really want to remarry. Let me tell you, don't even think about remarrying when I'm with you. I won't let you remarry if I die." Jia Zhang also cried.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law cried louder than the other.

The first mother hurried to the backyard to call the deaf old lady, and wanted the deaf old lady to come forward to calm the matter.

But after entering the door, I saw the deaf old lady lying on the bed with a folded white towel covering her head, humming weakly.

"Old lady, are you still okay?" The first mother asked worriedly.

The deaf old lady closed her eyes, her mind was full of Lin Yang's words.