Getting Rich In A Historical Novel

Chapter 5

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The next day, the teacher recruitment list for the city’s No. 1 primary school was announced.

Su Ye was not on the list, and the people on the list were indeed technical secondary school students.

Although Su Ye was mentally prepared, she still felt disappointed after reading the list. She asked the teacher of No. 1 Middle School, "When will the list of teachers for the middle school department be announced?"

"Not sure yet." The teacher replied.

He Meimei was teaching junior high school students at No. 1 Middle School. After school, she took a look at the recruitment list for elementary school teachers and happened to meet Su Ye who came to see the results.

He Meimei quickly looked through the primary school teachers admitted this year. Three technical secondary school students were all admitted as exceptions, and the remaining two were transferred to the second primary school.

She comforted Su Ye: "I have a relative who works in a winery. They are short of female workers. If you don't mind, you can go and have a look. I'll ask him to give you a letter of introduction."

Su Ye was no longer picky. In order to avoid having to get up early and work late to sweep the streets and public toilets, she now accepted everyone who came to her.

She was delighted when she heard this: "How could you dislike it! Thank you, Comrade He."

"Don't call me Comrade He. I thought the boss was calling me. Just call me He Meimei. Normally I should call you sister-in-law, but since you are young, I don't want to take advantage of you."

He Meimei is already twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, while Su Ye has just turned eighteen. The two are not from the same generation at all.

Su Ye, who looked young but still looking old, waved his hands, indicating that he didn't care at all: "It's okay, you can yell as you like."

He Meimei took Su Ye to the winery to find a relative to introduce her. Su Ye handed over the letter of introduction issued by the organization, and the man nodded after reading it.

The wife of a military officer, whose ancestors were three generations of poor peasants, looked like a very serious person. He nodded.

He only has primary school education. He frowned slightly. Although the work in the factory does not require much technical skills, being illiterate is not acceptable.

He absentmindedly invited the person to his office, found a piece of paper from the drawer, and copied a few literacy questions.

It was not until Su Ye finished writing down the test questions he had copied with just one glance that his eyes lit up, "If you get all these questions right, you can come to the factory to work tomorrow."

"Don't worry about this. I guarantee that they will all be correct. You don't have to admit me if I get any wrong." Su Ye said readily.

If he could even get such a simple elementary school addition, subtraction, and multiplication problem wrong, Su Ye might as well commit cesarean section to apologize.

Su Ye never thought that one day he would have to rely on elementary school knowledge to find a job. But he was still very happy to be able to eat state-funded food. No matter whether the cat is black or white, a cat that can catch mice is a good cat.

8÷0.25, 3x126, how many 0.5 are there in 100, how long does it take to finish a glass of water if you take half of it every day? You look down on the anchor too much? You used a butcher knife to kill a chicken.

Finding a job sometimes seems difficult, and sometimes it is easy. This time it is a sure thing.

There must be something wrong with that woman from the Women's Federation.

He Meimei is a down-to-earth person.

When Su Ye left the brewery, the live broadcast room announced a job-hunting reward.

Ding—The anchor successfully found a job and was rewarded with ten kilograms of rich and powerful fans.

When Su Ye heard about Fuqiangfen, she was so angry that she almost started laughing. She and He Meimei walked to the gate of the military compound, said goodbye to each other, and ran back home.

Ten kilograms of fresh flour were packed in a snakeskin bag. Su Ye used a knife to cut open the snakeskin bag, revealing the dazzling white flour that dazzled people. Su Ye, who had been eating coarse grains for nearly a week and was about to vomit, was so moved that she shed tears.

Her heart was pounding and her head was dizzy.

This is more than just ten kilograms of Fuqiang flour, this is clearly the fragrant RMB!

As the Spring Festival approaches, every household wants to exchange some Fuqiang powder for the New Year. It has reached the point where it is "hard to find a piece" on the market. It can even be exchanged for valuable goods such as fabrics, gold and silver jewelry, and watches, making it the strongest hard currency.

With ten kilograms of Fuqiang flour in his hand, Su Ye almost felt that he had reached the peak of his life.

In the past, Su Ye often heard the elders in her family mention that in that distant era, flour was something that only appeared on the table during the Chinese New Year. There was only one meal a year, and the children looked forward to it from the beginning of the year to the end of the year. Su Ye didn't dare to believe it, but now she believes it.

Su Ye particularly cherishes the fine grain he obtained this time and is not considering selling it on the black market for the time being.

Su Ye skillfully made hand-rolled noodles with Fuqiang flour. The soft dough was gently pulled and smoothly stretched into a long and thin shape, and the flour exuded a faint wheat aroma.

The thin and soft noodles were eaten with the sauce. The sauce was made with dried radishes that were dried and chopped in the summer, mixed with chili sauce and garlic sprouts. It was spicy and fresh. When the tender and smooth noodles fell into his stomach, Su Ye finally felt the taste of being alive.

Ordinary hand-rolled noodles are so delicious, what kind of divine taste must the egg noodles sold on the black market last time have? Su Ye thought about it and ate another bowl of noodles to stop his hunger.

Slurp, it smells so good. The instant noodles in my hand suddenly don’t smell as good anymore.

Ding—Complete a dish of spicy hand-rolled noodles and get a green vegetable leaf as a reward. The reward will not be sent for now. Please keep up the good work!

After Su Ye had eaten his fill, he saw this system message and his temples twitched. Was it really necessary... to be so stingy

She suspected that by the time she had saved enough to collect a vegetable or a piece of pork belly, she would have starved to death.

What does "hard work" mean? She thought about it while washing dishes. During this period, Su Ye tried to tidy up the house, but the results were minimal. She didn't even get a reward of a vegetable leaf. When she cooked a meal, she got 5g of pork for the first time, but she didn't even get a reward of 1g of pork for the subsequent meals.

Sometimes it is so generous that it touches the heart. If you sign up for a job and find a job, you can get a pound of egg noodles and ten pounds of flour.

Su Ye's admission to the winery had not been finalized, but the news that she failed the primary school teacher examination unexpectedly reached the Women's Federation office.

"What's wrong with Comrade Su Ye? She has been with the army for a month and still hasn't found a job." The leader of the Women's Federation asked about Su Ye.

"While their husbands are fighting on the front lines, we in the rear should solve their living problems well and not disappoint the soldiers' families," she said to everyone earnestly.

The leader's dissatisfaction was obvious, and no one in the entire office dared to breathe.

They all thought of Su Ye. She had made a lot of jokes when she first joined the army. She ate two kilograms of food a day and spent all her food in the middle of the month, as if she had never had a full meal. She borrowed a bowl from the canteen and kept it for a week without washing it. She also refused to do the work assigned by the organization. When they mentioned her, the word "lazy and gluttonous" immediately came to their minds.

It's normal for such a lazy woman to not be able to find a job.

Li Hongli sorted out the materials seriously. "She has high standards but low skills. She thinks this is tiring and that is dirty. She even looks down on jobs that require night shifts. Even if a good job is introduced to her, she has no ability to grab it."

A female comrade whispered: "Li Hongli didn't introduce her to a job with good pay—"

Her original words should have been that Li Hongli only introduced poorly paid jobs to Su Ye, but speaking like this actually offended Li Hongli.

Li Hongli was not angry. She said to the director confidently: "Why didn't I recommend a good job for her? I understand her, but she has to work hard on her own.

You know, the company doesn't like to recruit new people at the end of the year. She only has a primary school diploma. Why should we introduce the best job to her? Is it because her husband has a high position that we specially use the back door to help her? Now it's a new society. We don't like this here. Doing this is unfair to other military wives. Others find jobs based on their own abilities."

Another female colleague echoed Li Hongli and said, "Su Ye, who only has primary school education, came to the office and immediately fell in love with the position of primary school teacher. But that is a municipal school, and they only hire students from technical secondary schools."

After hearing this from everyone, the director frowned. He believed that Su Ye was indeed a woman with high expectations but low skills. He was not afraid of her being uneducated, because that could be made up. He was afraid of her being unreasonable, having high aspirations, and wanting to do a job that was beyond her ability.

What gives the Women's Federation the most headaches is this kind of people who cannot make sense.

"Li Hongli, you need to do some more ideological work on her. You must make sure her job is done this year!"

Li Hongli stood up solemnly and saluted: "Leader, I will!"

No. 1 Middle School of the City, teachers’ office.

Among all the middle schools in the city, No. 1 Middle School has the best welfare benefits. Although the teachers receive 30 kilograms of food and 35 yuan of salary every month, they receive food subsidies during the Spring Festival and mooncakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival, not to mention cloth coupon subsidies every quarter. The conditions are so good that they are almost as good as the treatment of teachers in key technical secondary schools in the country.

This day was the deadline for announcing the teacher recruitment results. The list had been neatly drawn up, but everyone was still frowning.

"Should this person be admitted or not?" A teacher took out Su Ye's answer sheet and asked unwillingly.

"All correct?" asked the middle-aged teacher wearing glasses next to him calmly.

He was the one who wrote the questions for the middle school exam. Because the middle school department had no shortage of teachers and it was the end of the year, the whole office was very relaxed about whether to recruit or not. But the most important thing was that they must not recruit teachers who were not capable enough.

Although some of them are technical secondary school graduates, their abilities vary greatly. Education is the foundation of a country. If we cannot easily dismiss these people, wouldn’t it delay the children’s education

"Teacher Zhou, all of them are correct." The teacher replied.

"Then record it. What are you hesitating about?" Teacher Zhou asked, frowning slightly.

In this corner of the office stood several teachers in charge of recruiting new students. When they heard these words, the place suddenly became lively. Was everything done right

The questions given by Teacher Zhou are not easy.

However, after looking through the materials carefully, everyone was disappointed. The applicant turned out to be a female comrade who had only graduated from elementary school.

"How can we record under such conditions?"

"Why not? Didn't she do it right?" Zhou Yi said, and then he buried his head in correcting homework.

The invigilator for this recruitment was Mr. He, who was particularly impressed by Su Ye, especially because she took the initiative to write the middle school test paper. Unexpectedly, an unintentional act at that time turned out to be a topic of debate today.

Su Ye's perfect score stood out among a bunch of failed and zero-scoring papers. If the others had done better, there wouldn't be such a discussion today.

To record or not to record? This is the question of the century.

After some hesitation, the school delayed in announcing the list of recruits. As a result, two days later, Teacher He heard that Su Ye was going to work at a brewery. This was a big deal, it was like stirring up a hornet's nest. The teachers were so anxious that they were not valued for their efforts to be selected by others, and now that they were leaving, they were furious.

"What's so good about a brewery? It's a run-down factory that's about to go out of business."

"Yes, isn't being a teacher respectable enough? Besides, our salary and food benefits are not bad! Thirty kilograms of food is a lot!"

"The formalities haven't been completed yet, right? Lao He, go find the principal and I'll ask around. Let the girl come to class tomorrow."

The vice principal was called over, and he carefully looked through the written test papers. Su Ye's test paper was written in neat handwriting, and there were a series of ticks on the paper. He immediately understood the reason why these people were arguing.

In terms of academics, this comrade is of course very good, and his grades are very impressive. But No. 1 Middle School has never admitted a teacher with such low academic qualifications, and no one dares to set this precedent.

The vice-principal deliberately asked, "It's not enough to just be knowledgeable. A teacher is useful only if he or she can teach. If she can't teach well, are you responsible, Mr. Zhou?"

Zhou Yi looked up from the pile of homework indifferently, "She can do it."

The vice-president received a positive answer and after pondering for a long time, he made a difficult decision: "Then let's add Su Ye to the list."