Rebirth 1955 starts from the hunter

"Uncle He, this is the only package we have at home, I brought it especially for you."

He Daqing's eyes lit up. Huazi was the most prestigious cigarette.

"Hey, Dongzi, you don't smoke now, so Uncle He won't be polite. Tell me! Whose house do you want to go to for dinner? When? I'll take a day off from work today."

In He Daqing's opinion, the only truth is that Lin Dong gave him benefits, and the only thing he was good at was cooking.

"Uncle He, don't worry. My nephew has something to ask you. Will it delay your work?"

"It's okay, it's still early. If you have any questions, feel free to ask. Even if you arrive late, no one will dare to gossip."

"Uncle He, how much do you make a month now? Can you tell me?"

"Others certainly can't. Dongzi, do you think you can be attracted by Uncle He's wealth? The salary is 89 yuan, plus the usual feasts for the nobles, about 130 yuan a month."

"No, Uncle He, Yi Zhonghai already makes 99 yuan a month, and you don't even make as much as him?"

Lin Dong was really surprised. You know, in 1945 at Fengze Garden, He Daqing became famous among chefs in Beijing for his dish of spicy and sour pork.

I heard from Xu Damao that He Daqing's salary at that time was in dollars, which was at least equivalent to one hundred yuan in 59.

More than ten years have passed, and wages have not only not increased, but have actually decreased.

He Daqing sighed, "Dongzi, I won't hide it from you. There's nothing we can do about it. The restaurant is owned by the government now."

"Except for the State Guest House, eighty-nine yuan is the highest salary for a chef. Unless you can get an official position that day, maybe you can get more."

"If I find you a job that pays at least ten times as much, but it's a little far from home, would you be willing to go?"

"Ten times? Dongzi, you mean ten times more in a month?"

He Daqing felt that he had heard it wrong, or Lin Dong was teasing him!

Ten times one hundred and three is one thousand and thirteen, which I have never dreamed of.

Lin Dong thought that the current per capita income in Hong Kong is around 300 Hong Kong dollars.

Not to mention the top chefs, the news that Lin Dong received was a monthly salary of 3,000 US dollars, which is only a few handfuls in the whole of Hong Kong.

The salary of a chef in a general star-rated hotel ranges from HK$1,500 to HK$4,000.

Lin Dong also ate a lot in big restaurants in Hong Kong, probably because his taste tends to be more northern.

Lin Dong always felt that the local chefs in Hong Kong could not cook as deliciously as He Daqing.

If He Daqing's cooking skills don't suit the taste of Hong Kong people and are not recognized, it doesn't matter. Lin Dong will let him be a chef for the Lin family.

"Yes, my nephew said at least ten times. Uncle He, if there is a chef with cooking skills similar to yours who is willing to go, I will take all of them."

"The company takes care of everything, including housing, children's schooling, and medical insurance, and guarantees that workers' treatment is no worse than that of domestic workers."

"Does medical care mean free medical treatment? Then what is insurance? No, no, Dongzi, you don't want me to go abroad, do you?"

Lin Dong gave a thumbs up. "Uncle He is indeed the most knowledgeable person in our compound. He is not blinded by the salary and figured out what is going on so quickly. Would you like to think about it carefully?"

"I won't consider it. I won't go. I can't bear to leave my daughter and grandson. What's the use of having more money? I can't spend it without tickets."

Hearing the second half of He Daqing's words, Lin Dong was a little amused.

"Uncle He, I'm taking you to Hong Kong. It's not too far from home. You can buy things there as long as you have money. No tickets are needed."

"No tickets? Dongzi, is the money you're talking about the same as the money in our country? Is a thousand yuan salary a lot or a little in Hong Kong?"

Lin Dong was really surprised when he heard He Daqing's question.

In this day and age, you can’t think of this problem without some knowledge.

"Uncle He, my nephew is talking about Hong Kong dollars. I promise you now that as long as you are willing to go, the salary will be at least 1,500 Hong Kong dollars."

Seeing the confusion on He Daqing's face, Lin Dong knew that he was doubting how much he could buy with 1,500 yuan.

It had only been ten years since hundreds of billions of gold yuan notes could not buy a bun. For people of He Daqing's generation, it was simply a nightmare.

"Let me put it this way, Uncle He, the average salary for ordinary people in Hong Kong is between 200 Hong Kong dollars and 400 Hong Kong dollars."

"If you use three hundred yuan frugally, you can feed your family of three every day, support a child's education, and even have some left over to buy new clothes during the holidays."

"My nephew, now that you've heard what I mean by a salary of 1,500 yuan, do you have an idea of ​​what that means?"

Seeing the fleeting surprise on He Daqing's face, he fell into deep thought again.

Lin Dong knew that he was moved, so he decided to strike while the iron was hot and add fuel to the fire.

"Uncle He, my parents, brothers and sisters are all in Hong Kong."

"By the way, don't you know my father-in-law's family? In addition to my wife, dozens of people from the Lou family are there. Are you worried that I, Lin Dong, will deceive you?"

He Daqing waved his hands quickly, "I, He Daqing, am nothing more than a cook."

"Dongzi, I am so grateful to you for calling me uncle and for saying so much to me. I, He Daqing, have to take care of you for giving me so much face."

"With such good treatment, I am really tempted to go, but I am a little reluctant to leave my daughter and grandson."

"This is human nature. So Uncle He, would you consider sending the whole family?"

Lin Dong thought of He Yuzhu's talent as a chef and felt that this deal would definitely be a good one.

"Don't worry about the formalities. The Lou family's company in Xiangjiang will be able to send you a special employment contract in three days at most."

As for whether the government would agree, Lin Dong was not worried at all.

Although we are not as enthusiastic about going abroad as we were decades ago, it is not an era of closing the seas and isolating the country.

Every year, many people go abroad, and 80% of them go to study abroad or visit relatives.

It would be difficult to go abroad during those years when the wind blows.

He Daqing was very excited when he thought that the children of the Lou and Lin families were studying in Hong Kong.

When I think about the banquets I occasionally heard at wealthy families, it seemed that most of them were trying to find an opportunity for their children to study abroad.

If He Daqing gave up such a good opportunity, wouldn't he be a fool?

Looking at He Daqing's gloomy face, Lin Dong was about to lose his patience.

Lin Dong has many choices, it can be He Daqing, Li Daqing, or Zhang Daqing.

But for the younger generations of the He family, this is a great opportunity to change their destiny. Could it be that they don't trust Lin Dong?

Just when Lin Dong was daydreaming, he heard a "bang" and He Daqing's big hand slammed heavily on the table.

"Let's go. Our whole family will go. Thank you, Dongzi. When Zhuzi comes back, we will both quit our jobs."

"There's no rush. The special employment contract will be sent directly to the restaurant where you work, Uncle He. It won't be too late to talk about it then. It will be difficult for you to explain if you voluntarily quit now."

He Daqing nodded. Before the matter was finalized, the matter of going abroad could not be told to outsiders.

"By the way, Dongzi, are you planning to let the Wu family live in your three houses forever? What will happen to my house if everyone leaves?"

(I didn’t expect to have to go on a business trip today. I would like to apologize to all the readers here. The draft has not been reviewed yet and will be published tomorrow morning.)