The beginning of the silly uncle, the true love is full of the courtyard

Compared to He Pingan, He Daqing's work was much easier. When He Pingan was "anxious" because he had left work early, He Daqing left the steel mill directly after lunch in the cafeteria and went to find Chen Xueru to flirt with her.

Therefore, when He Pingan returned home with his wife and Yu Shui, He Daqing and Chen Xueru had already returned for a long time. Along with them came Cai Quanwu and his wife. He Pingan knew that this was another family dinner organized by his eldest brother. Ever since he met Cai Quanwu, He Daqing especially liked to host a dinner. Especially after Cai Quanwu and Xu Huizhen got married, they held a small dinner every three days and a big dinner every five days.

He Pingan looked at He Daqing who was busy in the kitchen, and suddenly remembered something important. After saying hello to Chen Xueru and Cai Quanwu and his wife, he hurried to the kitchen.

"Brother, Zhuzi will be responsible for cooking in the near future. You just need to watch from the side and give some pointers. Also, hurry up and see what Zhuzi's cooking skills are. If you have any special skills, don't hide them. Pass them on to Zhuzi immediately."

"What's the matter?" He Daqing was at a loss as to what to do.

"Let's talk about it while we eat. Zhuzi, go cook and be more careful!" He Ping'an ignored He Daqing and pushed He Yuzhu over.

"Come, let's try Zhuzi's cooking!" Before the dinner started, He Daqing raised a glass of

"Ping An, what do you mean by what you just said? If you need a cook, just come to me. Zhuzi's cooking skills are good, but compared to me, he is still far behind!" After three rounds of drinks, He Daqing thought of the kitchen and looked at He Ping An in confusion.

"What I am going to say next needs to be kept confidential. It's enough for our family to know it, and don't let anyone else know. Before long, our country will fully implement the eight-grade worker system. Everyone will be divided into levels based on their skills, and wages will be paid according to the levels!" He Ping'an told what he remembered.

"No, level eight workers, divided into grades, and paid? Ping An, can you explain it in detail?" He Daqing is a man who knows how to grasp the key points.

"Level 8 workers, in simple terms, divide all skills in all walks of life into eight levels, and each level has a corresponding salary. In other words, it is the level and length of service that determine the workers' wages in the future, not the factory leaders! As for the level, it is naturally assessed by the state." He Ping'an was not very clear about the Level 8 workers, so he could only give a rough idea.

"Ping An, how did you know that?" As a reporter, Yang Yiyi naturally knew about the eight-level worker system, but she was curious about where He Ping An got the information from.

"The eight-grade worker system was first created by the Soviet Union. Do you think it would be left unused given our national conditions? In fact, Northeast China has already implemented the eight-grade worker system a long time ago! Uh..."

He Pingan certainly couldn't tell his wife that he had read this in a history book. He wanted to make up a story, but seeing Yang Yiyi, who was acting like she was going to cry if she dared to fool him, He Pingan said helplessly.

"I'm afraid of you. Don't tell anyone. If the news leaks out, we will all be called out one by one and report to the King of Hell!"

He Pingan estimated that the official document was still on the boss's desk, but with his wife's ability, it would be impossible to make up a source. Helplessly, he raised his head in the direction of the red wall and told everyone to keep it secret.

"Hmph!" Seeing this, Yang Yiyi lowered her head and ate with satisfaction.

"Brother, although theoretically you can take the exam once a year, there will be strict requirements for future exams. Political review, background check, length of service, and maybe even nomination by the supervisor, and everyone's vote before you can take the exam, which is quite troublesome. Of course, for our family, other problems are not a big deal, but Zhu's length of service is a big flaw." Anyway, since it's all here, He Ping'an doesn't mind talking more. Of course, He Ping'an wouldn't dare to talk about what happened in 58.

"Is that so! Zhuzi, go home early tomorrow afternoon. I will test your level first to see where you are lacking. We can talk about the rest later..." Although He Daqing is carefree, he naturally puts his heart into it since it concerns his son's future.

"Brother, although I don't know how to cook, I know that practice makes perfect. Why don't you bring Zhuzi to my place in the evening? My tavern may not be big, but it has everything, and the dishes are not bad. When Zhuzi cooks, you can give him instructions, which I think will help him improve. By the way, it can also increase the popularity of my tavern. After all, Zhuzi is a real chef, much better than those guys in the store."

Otherwise, Xu Huizhen would be able to achieve success in the future. Her mind was spinning like a hot wheel. Before the others knew what was going on, she came up with an idea to kill two birds with one stone, not three. It would allow He Yuzhu to practice, increase her income, and allow Cai Quanwu to improve his relationship with He Daqing.

"Well, that's really good! Why don't we go straight to the pub after get off work from now on, have dinner, and then come back. Is Ping'an?" He Daqing knew that his wife wished this, so he turned his gaze to He Ping'an.

"Okay!" He Ping'an remembered the last time Yang Yiyi cooked fish for him and the scene of the fish swimming in the pot. Worried that Yang Yiyi would object, he nodded hurriedly.

As a married woman, Yang Yiyi naturally knew what her lover was thinking. She stepped on He Ping'an's instep and gritted her teeth.

"Aunt, this meat is not hard. Why are you gritting your teeth?" He Yuzhu looked at Yang Yiyi's appearance and thought that his dish was too hard. He took a bite and asked in confusion.

"It's okay, your aunt has a toothache!" In order to have a 'happy' life at night, He Ping'an naturally couldn't let his wife embarrass herself.

"Ping'an, can I still take the exam with someone like me?" He Daqing is not a fool like He Yuzhu, and he hurried to rescue his brother.

"You are a cadre now, so I don't know much. Anyway, your cooking skills won't improve much in the short term, so why rush? You don't rely on those little things to make a living, so we'll talk about it when the time comes!" He Ping'an was not worried about his elder brother at all. Whether he was taking the worker's exam or continuing to work in administration, as long as He Daqing was still in the steel mill, there would be no big problem.

"Zhuzi, remember to practice well during this period. When you are tested, take the highest level you can. Don't think that if you fail this time, you can try again next time! Otherwise, don't cry to me when you get your salary of 37.5 yuan!" He Ping'an saw that He Yuzhu was still doing his own thing, so he warned him.

"Thirty-seven dollars and fifty cents, that's not enough for anything! I'm still waiting to get married!" He Yuzhu lost his previous comfort when he heard He Ping'an's warning.

He Pingan listened to his nephew's words and thought of He Yuzhu in the play, who boasted to everyone that his salary was 37.5 yuan. He sighed in his heart: If I can help He Yuzhu improve his knowledge, it won't be in vain!

"Yes, it's time for Zhuzi to get married! Daqing, why don't we go to the matchmaker when we have time?" Chen Xueru thought that since she was He Yuzhu's elder, she should do her best.

"We'll see after the work-level assessment!" He Daqing was worried that the blind date would affect He Yuzhu's assessment, so he decided to postpone it.