The next morning, Ding Yi washed his face with cold water and took a red book and recited it loudly while walking.

Uncle Yu was worried about something in his heart. The old man who usually slept hard suddenly woke up, "Is it Xiao Ding?"

"Uncle Yu, it's me."

"Wait, I'll open the door for you." With a sound of kicking and stomping, Uncle Yu yawned to the door.

"Uncle Yu, I've quarreled you." Ding Yi said apologetically.

"It's nothing," Mr. Yu waved his hand, "I can just wander around the door. Don't run too far, and shout loudly when you encounter something."

"Yes." Ding Yichong pointed his head.

The sky has begun to turn white, the earth is still sleeping, the early birds curled up in the nest, the leaves hang down their hands, and rest quietly. In the silence, Ding Yi seemed to be able to hear his heartbeat, took out his bicycle and put it on the ground, silently recited the Great Man's Record in his mouth, stepped on his feet, and ran wildly on the road.

Well, in the past, Lin Wenfeng added a touch of color to the daytime in City W, but now it is Ding Yi night to add a touch of color to it.

Hurry up and arrive three minutes earlier than Ding Rongfa. The things in the space were ready, so I pulled them out and pulled them out. When Ding Rongfa and Lao Qin stood at the corner of the window, the last bag of fruit fell to the ground.

After checking the code, you can pay the money and deliver the goods in one hand.

After counting the money, Ding Yi was so sleepy that he yawned repeatedly, and waved his hand to see the two of them again, "I'll go back first." Go back and take a look.

"Okay, we're leaving, too."

Ten minutes before and after, the old landlord's courtyard returned to its original state, as if no one had ever come.

If the three of them look back, they will definitely find a faint light coming from the windows of the scrap purchase station.

When he was about to reach the door, Ding Yi put away his bicycle, and the silent chanting became loudly recited, and he could pick up the words one by one.

Uncle Yu has completely woken up, "Xiao Ding."

"Hey, Mr. Yu." Ding Yi walked to the gate in two steps, and separated from Mr. Yu with a lock and a large iron gate.

"I'll open the door, come in quickly."

"Uncle Yu, I didn't expect it." Ding Yi looked down at his toes, his tone full of depression. In fact, it was mainly because he was afraid that Uncle Yu would find the sweat on her forehead. Although he had wiped it several times, his hair was slightly wet.

"I didn't expect it. This time I didn't do it, I'll think about it next time."

"Well, I'll go back for a while." She said in a small voice, lowered her head and walked all the way to the dormitory, opened the door, fell on the bed and fell asleep.

Uncle Yu looked at the lost back and shook his head and sighed, "Comrade Xiao Ding has put his heart into it."

Ding Yi slept beautifully and woke up and received countless caring gazes.

Everyone knew that she got up at four o'clock, but she was futile all morning.

One by one, one can comfort you with words, and together they can fill a lot of baskets.

Master Gao in the cafeteria is the most realistic. He is not that powerful in his mouth and is very good in his actions. After a spoonful of porridge in the lunch box almost overflowed, he picked the two largest buns, "Xiao Ding, this morning, I'm going to eat more."

"Meat bun?" Ding Yi was surprised. There had been no meat in the cafeteria for a week or two. Shouldn't you make some hard dishes if you have meat? For example, braised pork, stir-fried big fat meat, and boiled winter melon.

Master Gao seemed to know what she was thinking, and she smiled so hard that she couldn't see her teeth. "There is meat in the state-owned hotel, and you can eat braised pork at noon."

"..." Ding Yi Petrochemical, the meat from the state-owned hotel was not provided by her.

Fearing that the supply and marketing cooperative was suspicious of the origin of meat, she was not ready to expand her sales range. Wucheng wanted to go around, but meat was back.

Wait, the state-owned hotel transferred the meat to the supply and marketing cooperative. Have you mentioned her?

This is a big problem.

Ding Yi's heart thumped straight again.

"What did the state-owned hotel say? I went to eat last week and there seemed to be no meat."

"I don't know the specifics, just know that a child from the countryside will go there in a few days to send meat." Master Gao said everything.

"Who did you hear that state-owned hotels have meat?"

"Lao Bi, the director of the state-owned hotel."

"..." I really hope that this old Bi is not the same old Bi, but except for Bi Changzheng, there is no other national hotel with the surname Bi, and there is no other name with the word Bi. "He found what you said intently?"

"Where?" Master Gao put the spoon of cooking on the side of the basin. "There has been no meat in the cafeteria, so I went to the state-owned hotel to take a look. As soon as I entered the door, I felt the taste of braised pork."

"Master Gao has a wide face. Lao Bi sells your face and has filled our blessings."

No wonder Mr. Yu always praised Comrade Xiao Ding for speaking, and he was happy to listen. Master Gao told the truth, "He and I learned the skills with the same master."

"Senior brother?" Ding Yi was surprised. He really didn't expect this relationship.

"Um."

“Such a source.”

Ding Yi nodded slightly. No wonder he always had a familiar smell every time he had a meal at a state-owned restaurant. It turned out that his master came from the same school. As far as she knew, Bi Changzheng's master was his father. It seems that Bi Dad always had some skills in treating outsiders. Master Gao's cooking skills were always worse than Bi Changzheng.

"Old Bi said that you can go there every five days to get the meat." Master Gao was happy and fed everyone's stomachs well. His youngest son had greater hope of joining the supply and marketing cooperative.

"He didn't say anything else?" Ding Yi asked quietly.

Master Gao wondered, “What else should I say?”

Ding Yi shook his head repeatedly, "I'll ask casually." It's better not to have it, it's not good if there is.

"It's just that the price is a bit expensive." Master Gao lowered his voice, stood at the food service window, whispering to Ding Yi, with a painful expression on his face, which made him look particularly funny.

Ding put a handful of lunch boxes on the window table, pretending to be careless, "How much does it cost per pound?"

"If you don't have a ticket, you'll need money." Master Gao said as he shook his head, "It's expensive."

"There is no way, things are vaguely expensive." Ding Yi said along the way. If he wanted to get more words, he could not go against the other party.

Master Gao found a soulmate and had a desire to talk. When others heard about the price of meat, they either smacked their tongues or fucked the air conditioner. The leader didn't say a word, but there was no expression on his face, which made him uneasy and didn't know what the other party was thinking. Or the wife said that the leader did not object, but just expressed his agreement. Then he bought meat from Lao Bi.

Comrade Xiao Ding reacted differently from others, and understood and supported him.

He stretched out two fat fingers, "That's right, the price is twice the price we usually buy."

As expected, Ding Yi narrowed his eyes and Bi Changzheng made a fortune from it.

Forget it, the boss didn't say the second one, Bi Changzheng didn't confess her, and she didn't plan to "click" Master Gao.

The meat has been sold to a state-owned hotel. As the person in charge of the hotel, Bi Changzheng wanted to deal with it. It was his business. He could sell it more money. He was incompetent if he could not sell the meat smell.

After a few meals of meat, Ding Yilang looked at himself and felt that he had gained several pounds and could finally pinch the meat with his face.

When the director recalled the noon meat cowpeas, the director led a man over.
Chapter completed!