Early the next morning, Jiang Xiaobai and Song Weiguo set out.

"Well, let's go. We'll make an appointment with County Magistrate Zheng at noon today, and then go to Tonglin City in the afternoon."

"Well, yes, I just don't know if County Magistrate Zheng has time. I heard that Magistrate Zheng might want to go up there."

Song Weiguo's gossip was always so well-informed.

"Really? How many years has County Magistrate Zheng worked?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"Three years, it has nothing to do with the working years. County Magistrate Zheng is a college student. Do you know that, college student?" Song Weiguo curled his lips and said slightly bitterly.

In this era, college students are really like the pride of heaven. No matter what they do, they always have the halo of the protagonist.

Speaking of which, Song Weiguo himself has been working in the county glass factory for almost ten years. He became the sales section director of the county glass factory. If he continues to work in the future, it is not impossible to become the director of the factory.

But with his academic qualifications as a high school graduate, reaching this point is considered the top. If he wants to continue to move up, he will need too much energy and opportunities.

But college students are different. They start as deputy county magistrates and work their way up to the city level easily.

If you are lucky, it may not be hopeless to get to the provincial level.

"What you are saying is that you are envious and jealous!" Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile. He did not have the same mentality towards college students as people in this era.

"You are the one who is envious and jealous..." The two of them chatted and arrived at the county seat. Jiang Xiaobai did not go in. Song Weiguo went in to find Zheng Qingyun.

Soon, Song Weiguo came out.

"County Magistrate Zheng agreed to sit down at noon today."

Zheng Qingyun said with a smile.

"Okay, let me go to Lao Zhang's small restaurant to make arrangements. When County Magistrate Zheng gets off work later, you can pick him up directly."

Jiang Xiaobai nodded and said, at this time, apart from going to the canteen, the only place to treat guests is Lao Zhang's small restaurant.

"Okay." Zheng Qingyun nodded. Jiang Xiaobai also took him to Lao Zhang's small restaurant, so he could find the way.

"Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang." Jiang Xiaobai shouted loudly as soon as he entered the small restaurant. He and Lao Zhang were considered acquaintances.

"Xiao Bai is here, what do you want to eat?" Lao Zhang turned around and came out of the kitchen and asked.

"Reserve the venue, I'll reserve the venue today," Jiang Xiaobai took out 50 yuan and slapped it on the table.

Lao Zhang couldn't keep his eyes open when he looked at the 50 yuan, but he still asked with some confusion: "What does it mean to reserve the venue?"

"I've booked your hotel today. The 50 yuan is yours. Please prepare the table for me."

Jiang Xiaobai smiled.

"Okay, how many people are eating together? Are there any taboos..." Lao Zhang held 50 yuan tightly in his hand, his face beaming with joy.

50 yuan. A factory worker’s monthly salary is less than 40 yuan. In one day, he can earn money that others cannot earn in a month.

Don't look at the arrogance of workers in state-owned enterprises, but they are all poor and have a cleaner pocket than their face. Although their work is not dignified.

It's not as good as someone who works as a chef in a large factory. The job is decent and stable, but the income is high.

Two days ago, my wife bought a really good shirt, and I bought it without gritting my teeth and stamping my feet. In the past, I didn't have to grit my teeth and stamp my feet, even if I dug out all the money in my family, it wouldn't be enough.

"There are no taboos for the three of us to eat. We can make it as sumptuous as possible, and bring me a whole bottle of wine. The guests will probably arrive around 12 and a half."

Jiang Xiaobai said.

Lao Zhang responded, turned around and went to work. After a while, Lao Zhang's wife came, washed the rag with water, and wiped the inside and outside of the table several times.

Soon a tempting aroma emerged from the kitchen. Jiang Xiaobai was bored when he saw Song Weiguo and Zheng Qingyun pushing open the door and walking in.

"Brother Zheng, here we come, sit down quickly, sit down quickly." Jiang Xiaobai quickly stood up and greeted.

"Lao Zhang, how is the food?" Jiang Xiaobai said and called to the kitchen again.

"There's only one dish left. I'll serve it to you right away." Lao Zhang's voice came.

"Xiao Bai, this is the restaurant I opened? How did you find this place?" Zheng Qingyun looked at the environment in the restaurant and asked curiously.

"The guests are here, red chicken nuggets, steamed carp..."

Lao Zhang came up with the dishes.

"This is a small restaurant opened by Lao Zhang, the owner of the restaurant and part-time chef." Jiang Xiaobai pointed at Lao Zhang and introduced it to Zheng Qingyun.

"I also found this place by chance. Lao Zhang's craftsmanship is pretty good. Brother Zheng, give it a try."

"Okay, let me try it, thank you for your hard work, brother." Zheng Qingyun said.

"No way, that's what I do. Have a good meal, everyone. If you are not satisfied with anything, just say hello to me and I will come over right away..."

Lao Zhang smiled very humbly, and after speaking, he turned around and went into the kitchen.

Zheng Qingyun looked at Lao Zhang's back with emotion.

"The salary earned by chefs in state-owned restaurants is not troublesome for people to eat. They never have a good face. This is the business of opening a restaurant. I wish it was full of guests every day..."

"Yes, once the existing economic system changes, the rise of the private economy is inevitable."

Jiang Xiaobai was also a little sad. The retreat of the country and the advancement of the people actually means that there is no national policy, and it is an inevitable phenomenon.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Brother Zheng, come and let me toast you."

Jiang Xiaobai shook his head and said, only by living in this era can we understand the impact of state-owned enterprises on people's lives.

That is all aspects, but with the reform and opening up, many state-owned enterprises collapsed overnight.

However, the rigid economic system must still be dismantled, otherwise this country will never catch up with the mainstream of the world.

"Okay, let's have a drink." Zheng Qingyun nodded. For some reason, Zheng Qingyun liked to talk about the current affairs and politics of these countries whenever he was with Jiang Xiaobai.

After three drinks and five dishes, Jiang Xiaobai said, "Brother Zheng, I'm looking for you this time because I need your help with something."

Zheng Qingyun nodded and joked: "I guessed it. You won't come to me if nothing happens. Tell me what's going on?"

"About the production line..." Jiang Xiaobai gave Song Weiguo a signal, and Song Weiguo explained the situation of Tonglin Cannery in detail.

"The Educated Youth Cannery Factory is already under construction. We have rented two Jiefang Trucks. There are 28 agents in the city. The road in Jianhua Village has also been rebuilt, and new canned varieties are also being developed.

It can be said that once we have these two production lines, our educated youth cans will really enter a new level, so these two production lines are particularly important to us."

Jiang Xiaobai solemnly said that the domestic canned food market will not shrink in the next ten years or so, and the canned food market will not decline until after 1990.
Chapter completed!