Chapter 16

"He went to the dock yesterday and was still asleep now!" Wang Jin reached out and took another steamed bun, thinking why he hadn't noticed before? This black-faced steamed bun tastes so fragrant?

At this time, Li Yutian had finished eating, and he wiped his mouth casually and said, "Father, I'm going to school."

"Go, remember to follow the teacher in school to study hard." Li Fugui had long forgotten what happened just now and put on a kind fatherly face to give instructing him.

Seeing that the young master was about to leave, He Jinzhu hurriedly put away the bowls and chopsticks and followed Li Yutian to the gate. Wang Jin didn't care, but took this opportunity to pay attention to the fourth steamed bun. But what he didn't expect was that Li's capitalist' looked around and listened to all directions. When Wang Jin was not attracting attention, he had quickly put the steamed buns into his bowl, and put on the leader's face and taught in a tempting manner: "Just eat it in the morning."

Wang Jin felt so angry that he seemed to eat a steamed bun. Is it necessary to do this? I remember that I made rice noodles and meat in the cafeteria every day...

Li Fugui ignored Wang Jin's resentful eyes and took the steamed buns that had been forked in his hand. He tore off the steamed buns and touched them in the bowl twice. After confirming that they were clean, he continued: "Clean up here later, hurry up and go to the shop in front to prepare for work."

Wang Jin nodded, and looked at the few porridge rice in his bowl, and then looked at Li's clean bowl. He was really ashamed. He brought the bad habits he developed in the materialistic civilization--"waste" that he developed here. He was ashamed!

Wang Jin, who was ashamed, quickly took the remaining porridge rice from the bowl into his mouth, experiencing the principle that every grain is hard-working.

Li Fugui asked Wang Jin to sweep the venue, but the boy was reluctant to pick up the rice grains from the bowl. He was angry and picked up the cigarette pole and knocked on the back of his head. Although his cigarette pole was not made of jade, the copper package was even more powerful: "The greedy guy, don't dare to pack it up quickly and prepare to open a store."

Wang Jin felt angry and a little aggrieved. His wasteful behavior was actually considered greedy by someone, which made him more depressed than being beaten by someone.

Under Boss Li's constant urging, Wang Jin quickly washed the dishes and dishes. After tidying up the kitchen, he turned around and looked at Erdan. Seeing that he was still asleep, he gently covered the door without disturbing him, and ran to the front yard shop and removed the rows of door panels. But as soon as one was removed, he heard Li Fugui roaring from behind: "What are you doing? Are you desperate?"

"Aren't you going to open the door to business?" Wang Jinzhen was a little puzzled.

Li Fugui roared: "You unload the door panel. What if the hungry people rushed in? Will you compensate for the losses?"

As soon as he heard this, Wang Jin's confidence suddenly disappeared, and he cursed in a little unconfused manner: I'll pay, you have all my wages to be exploited. Can I have money to pay? But work is work. After taking back the depression in his heart, he quickly closed the door panel: "Then boss, what do you mean..."

Li Fugui nodded with satisfaction: "Just remove one piece, hang this board on the door panel."

Wang Jin walked out with a small wooden board carefully and hung it up. The small door panel said, starting from now on, "Every load of rice is transferred to six taels of silver." The words "This store does not have any credit" are also indicated below.

After he finished hanging up, he returned to the store and was not very concerned about the price of grain, because his job was to include food and accommodation. Of course, he would inevitably scold the unscrupulous businessman again.

There were many people waiting outside the rice shop early in the morning, but when they saw the price marked on the small wooden board, some shook their heads and sighed and dissipated, while others stared at Wang Xiaoguanren who was stuck in the only gap in the store.

"I didn't set this price. What's the use of glaring at me? If you have the ability, just fuck two blue bricks and smash the *** Li Fugui." Wang Jin was so glared that he was fighting against the people. The boss was gunned by the boss, and he was angry in his heart. He forced himself to look back at the noisy, and turned around and returned to the shop.

It is indeed a bit dark to say that six taels of silver and one tuft of rice. Li Fugui is too unkind to do business. Not only does the people who are in dire straits, but he also hoards grain and oil, raises prices, and creates social instability like the vast number of grain merchants. Now, the Qing Dynasty is stable and united and prosperous, and is ruined by these unscrupulous merchants.

Looking at Li Fugui sitting behind the counter and making plans, Wang Jin couldn't help but feel that one day he would learn from the heroes of Liangshan while the night was dark and windy, and chew all the steamed buns in the kitchen.

"What are you looking at? Nothing is smart at all. If you don't work, I will deduct your salary." Li Fugui raised his eyes and saw that this guy was so leisurely and contradictory, and he didn't even get angry. He threatened with fierce eyes.

Wang Jin was also a little annoyed, and there were no customers. Why did you ask me to work? I am deducting my wages. Do you know that I am working in vain now? If you still deduct it, you will deduct me as a burden. "Cao, you are such an unscrupulous businessman."

Speaking of which, the working environment of this rice shop is still very easy. Due to the rapid rise in rice prices, there are not many people buying rice. Occasionally, a few customers are regular customers in the city’s restaurants. The work of moving rice and delivering grain is naturally Wang Jin, a cheap laborer. If you say that the food delivery is not for nothing, you can get a little reward. This is really a gratifying thing for Wang Jin, who has negative salary growth.

It was not until noon that there were more and more people buying rice. For safety reasons, Wang Jin did not go out to deliver rice, but was responsible for keeping the door. There was no way. Nowadays, social security is poor, and I heard that grabbing grain, oil and non-staple food in Wuhu often happens. In this case, it is the time to reflect his great master Wang. For this reason, Li Fugui specially called him behind the counter and gave him a short stick, so that he could act according to the opportunity.

Wang Jin pretended to look solemn on his face, and weighed the short stick in his hand, feeling a little ridiculous: This task is really too*...

In the store, Li Fugui stood at the front desk to check out the customer, while He Jinzhu was busy making rice and pouring oil there, while our Wang Dabashi turned his eyes and kept looking at the crowd buying grain and oil. If an emergency occurs, he would rush over like a wild dog at the first time.

The division of labor is clear, but he doesn't like his current role very much. He is clearly a security guard. If he replaces the short stick in his hand with a police baton, it will be even more like.

As a result, Wang Jin's journey of working in the old society officially began this day...
Chapter completed!