Siheyuan: 55 years, starting from a buyer

If you need anything, please feel free to let us know. Our director's office is next door and he will be there to help you at any time," the fat factory manager introduced.

Then, the factory director led the four people to tour the dormitory. The dormitory conditions were quite good, with two beds in a room and brand new facilities.

After returning to the office, the factory manager announced: "We will no longer disturb the team leader's work. Please feel free to let us know if you need anything."

Wang Yongtao smiled and said gratefully: "Thank you very much for your thoughtful arrangement, Director. This is very appropriate.

On behalf of all the supervisory team members, I would like to thank you! "

As the factory director led the rest of the employees away, only the office director Pan Hu was left.

Pan Hu introduced himself: "My dear team leaders, I am Pan Hu, the director of the meat processing plant. My friends all call me Lao Pan."

He handed over the information and documents prepared by everyone, all of which were related to the situation in the factory.

Pan Hu's behavior was gentle and humble, in line with his status and responsibilities.

"Thank you for your trouble, Director," said Wang Yongtao after taking the information.

Team leader Wang made a polite remark, and Pan Hu said: "Team leader, you are too polite. If you need anything, please feel free to tell me. I am next door.

Please help yourself, I will take you to the restaurant when it is time to eat." After saying that, he left.

“Everyone just gets to know each other here.

Because everyone is new, I won’t assign tasks for now.” Wang Yongtao said.

Afterwards, the three of them got the information and certificates from Team Leader Wang. Each of them received a copy, and the certificates were distributed according to their names.

Mr. Chen chose a place to sit down and looked through the detailed information provided by the factory, which mainly included the company's history, employee status, and daily production data.

Li Dali, who was sitting next to him and was from the health department, smoked a cigarette and said with emotion: "Xiao Chen, the living conditions here are really good."

"Brother Li, you are joking. This is the first time for me to experience such treatment." Mr. Chen did not hide anything and spoke frankly without any concerns.

Zhang Yida was from the logistics department of another factory. He also came over and asked, "Then you must have good benefits there. You work in a grocery store, right?"

"The benefits are good, but this kind of treatment is the first time I've encountered it." Mr. Chen tasted the cakes on the table and leisurely drank a sip of tea with a calm and relaxed attitude. In fact, for their supervisory team, they do enjoy privileges and an important position in this meat processing plant.

Although they would not deliberately make things difficult for the meat processing plant, as supervisors they were aware of their influence.

If we don't treat them well, who knows what they will say when they return to the headquarters? At that time, this may become a source of trouble for the factory.

At this time, Li Dali couldn't help but sigh, saying that the environment in his department was far inferior to that here.

“Tsk tsk, don’t mention it, the people in the Health Bureau are the most difficult to deal with.

Last year, an inspector came and our snack bar was rectified for three days. "Chen Sheng said emotionally.

"However, these three days have given us a very comfortable rest, hahaha." The three of them laughed.

This guy is really lucky, he can take advantage and cheat at the same time." The three of them laughed out loud.

Wang Yongtao sat alone in the inner office.

After the leader went out, everyone quickly entered the stage of casual chatting and gradually became familiar with each other.

People who come here often have some background or are shrewd characters themselves. Isn't it a pleasure to get along with these well-connected friends?

As the first rays of light of the new day rose, Director Pan led everyone to visit the slaughterhouse.

Mr. Chen had never seen it with his own eyes, and he had never expected that the meat products here were so rich and diverse.

From all kinds of cooked food, such as pork, beef, lamb, chicken, duck and even fish, to various canned, frozen foods and pickled items, it really has everything you can think of, and even the unimaginable ones are available.

Almost all products that can satisfy Mr. Chen’s imagination about meat products can be produced here, the only difference is the scale of production.

"Director Pan, is the recipe of our meat products kept secret?" Mr. Chen asked Director Pan with great interest.

“Hey, what’s the secret here? Even if you get the formula, you can’t make it without so many workshops and equipment.

This is not something that a family workshop can do." Director Pan said with a smile.

"Our factory is one of the best in the city, with an annual output of at least 50,000 tons." Director Pan said lightly, but the number was staggering: 50,000... 10,000 tons.

So much pork, beef, mutton, etc... how many animals must be slaughtered...

Seeing the shocked expressions of the others, Director Pan laughed and said, "Come with me to the office to get the detailed formula sheet. This is our normal practice.

The taste of the food depends mainly on the cooking skills of the chef," he explained in detail.

"Great, then I'll have to trouble Director Pan." Mr. Chen smiled brightly. He didn't expect to get the information about the meat product formula so easily.

In fact, Director Pan was willing to share this information because Mr. Chen was a member of the inspection team.

"You have a long time here. Comrade Chen can come to the workshop when he is free to learn from the masters there. I will help you put them in touch." Director Pan made this suggestion generously, seeing that Chen's words aroused everyone's interest.

Zhang Yida agreed quietly: "You are indeed forward-looking. It is definitely worth the trip to master such a skill."

"When the time comes, we can practice together. We have plenty of materials here." Mr. Chen replied.

"Of course!" Zhang Yida agreed excitedly.

At that time, it was extremely difficult to learn a real skill.

Although they are all small supervisors, this extra skill is always beneficial.

After two days, everyone had a basic understanding of the operations of the slaughterhouse.

In his spare time, Mr. Chen even brought a few pigs to the virtual space to slaughter in order to learn more skills from the craftsmen here.

In the following two days, only Zhang Yida and Chen Sheng stayed there, while the other three, Li Dachui and Wang Yongtao, returned home.

Zhang Yida lives a little far from home, but Mr. Chen thinks it's okay to go home because the accommodation conditions here are excellent.

When Chen saw Zhang Yida doing morning exercises in the hospital, he praised him, "Brother Zhang, good morning! Just as I expected, even though you are in the logistics department, you are a representative of fitness experts."

"Good morning, Xiao Chen!" Zhang Yida responded, exuding a tenacious temperament unique to the factory as he swung his fists.

After saying hello, Chen Sheng became the first person to take a shower.

It's very convenient here, but the washing place is a bit far.

"Brother Zhang, dinner is ready!" Chen was afraid that Zhang Yida might miss it, so he shouted loudly.

"Okay, I'll get ready." Zhang Yida was ready to respond.

Mr. Chen loves the breakfast here. There are many choices, the taste is good, and the price-performance ratio is very high, which is not inferior to the breakfast in modern cities.

The food produced by meat processing workshops at this time was much more affordable than the food on the market. A lunch with both meat and vegetables cost less than a penny.

Having nothing to do after the meal, the two of them wandered around the factory together, patiently waiting for their colleagues to arrive, chatting and waiting for them.

"Brother Zhang, what does the factory produce?" Mr. Chen asked curiously.

"Our products are diverse, ranging from daily necessities and weapons to rations such as dehydrated bread that are urgently needed on the front line," Zhang Yida answered in detail.

"It's so comprehensive! I thought it was no different from the workshops in the city." Chen Mingsheng said in surprise.

"We are actually a factory that moves with military supplies. We go wherever the troops go.

To be honest, I still yearn for the life in your grocery store, where people are relatively freer. "Speaking of this, Zhang Yida showed some yearning.

The two young men were still chatting when their companions who came over waved to them.

The two men knew what was going on and hurried to the office, only to find that Wang Yongtao was already waiting in the inner room.

Colleagues communicated while eating breakfast, and the distance between them had been greatly shortened in the past two days.

"Xiao Chen, where have you been having fun?" Li Dachui held the breakfast he had just bought in his hand, his mouth full of the delicious taste.

"I went to the cafeteria with Brother Zhang to have breakfast, and just walked around and chatted." Mr. Chen shook his head in response.

"The breakfast at this pork processing plant is really delicious." Li Dachui wiped his mouth and smiled, praising the delicious food repeatedly.

At this time, Wang Yongtao glanced at the office, confirmed that everyone had finished their meal, walked out of the office and began to assign tasks.

“First of all, I want to emphasize that although we are a supervisory team, we cannot interfere with the operation of the production line.

In the past, some people liked to interfere and instruct the masters in their operations. Doing so not only disturbed other people's work, but also affected the harmony of the team.

If you have any questions, you should write them down first and report them to me in time. "Wang Yongtao made the rules clear.

"Next is the division of tasks for today: Zhang Yida will manage the freezer and testing workshop, Li Dachui will manage the packaging area and canned food production line, and Chen Sheng will take over the core area of ​​the meat processing plant - the cooked food workshop."

This is because Mr. Chen had previously specifically applied to Wang Yongtao, hoping to take over the cooked food workshop. He was particularly interested in things like braised pork elbows and smoked meat, and understood that only by seizing opportunities could he achieve something.

Sure enough, Chen Shengsheng seized his chance and did not waste this hard-earned opportunity.

After the assignment, everyone settled in the office and waited for their respective workshop directors to lead them in.

When Director Pan gave the workshop director instructions, he said, “We must respect the members of the supervision team and try our best to meet their needs.

If you have any questions, you can come to me directly. "

After listening to Director Pan's instructions, Chen Sheng couldn't help but laugh inwardly: "Director Pan's instructions are really true to their name. Just think about Director Fu's fat body and you will know how...rich the meat processing factory he works for must be."

"Please follow me, directors!" After Director Pan made his confirmation, everyone went out one by one. When Chen saw the fat and round director of the cooked food workshop, Mr. Fu, he thought to himself that the name was indeed very appropriate and almost laughed to death.

This is really the case of "people are like their factory"! The director's tonnage is definitely related to the factory's output - the glossy sheen on his body is as unforgettable as the braised pork produced by his own factory.

But it's not surprising when you think about it. In that workshop, even the cooked food that was randomly inspected had the magic that made people no longer want to eat it after just one look. It's simply impossible for that person not to be fat.

"Hello, Director Fu!" He stepped forward and greeted him enthusiastically.

"Comrade Chen, hello!" The voice that responded was gentle and loud.

After the greetings, Mr. Chen followed Director Fu to the cooked food workshop.

Director Fu asked, "What does Comrade Chen think?"

Mr. Chen said modestly: "I don't have any special ideas. I will follow your instructions. I just hope to learn more by myself." Director Fu smiled and said: "Okay, no problem. Director Pan has already told me about this."

Chen said with a self-deprecating smile: "Maybe everyone will laugh at me, but I have always been interested in food.

I would be unhappy if I came to a famous meat processing factory but didn't want to learn anything. "Director Fu also smiled, expressing his understanding and agreement: "Well, I understand, I am also a lover of food. "

Chen Sheng asked with interest, "Am I the first one to learn cooking?" Director Fu replied, "Not really. In fact, there are precedents."

Mr. Chen asked curiously, "Has anyone come here to learn before?" Director Fu said slowly, "A few years ago, a superior loved our pig head meat so much that he asked his personal chef to stay for a month."

Upon learning that this was the behavior of a professional chef, Chen was afraid that he might be misunderstood as having a business plan, so he smiled and said, “Others are professionals, I just do it for my hobby.

I don’t think of doing this as a career in the future, but it is necessary to protect knowledge in this era.” He was thinking about the issue of future protection.

The two chatted as they entered the workshop. Director Fu asked, "Should I start arranging the work now?" Chen replied, "It's up to the director."

Afterwards, Director Fu called over an employee, a middle-aged woman who smelled of seasoning, and introduced her to Chen: "She is the seasoning and ingredient chef. Comrade Chen can learn from her." Just like that, under the guidance of Director Fu, Chen began to learn techniques from the master chef. He deeply realized that making cooked food is far from as simple as adding seasoning, but a job that requires exquisite craftsmanship.

When it was lunchtime, Zhang Yida sneezed repeatedly as he approached, teasing Chen: "Where did you go on your mysterious journey, Brother Chen?" Chen replied: "To learn a skill, what's the matter?" Zhang Yida smelled the spices all over Chen's body, and said in disbelief: "Why are you covered with those messy smells? I can't stand it, I'm used to eating ready-made food."

Hearing this, Mr. Chen joked, "After you finish your studies, I will make delicious food for you. I guarantee you will like it." Zhang Yida readily agreed and expressed his great anticipation.

Their daily work went on as planned, and after a few busy days they had the weekend to rest.

After work on Friday, Mr. Chen went straight back to his residence.

The atmosphere today was unusual. I didn't expect to see Yan Fugui at the door.

When Chen Sheng was surprised, he saw Yan Fugui running out from the inner courtyard in anger.