Siheyuan: promoted to director, sub-district office to send wife

After reacting, there was only half of the food in the lunch box.

God, Liu Lan really hit the spot, she almost ate all the food without knowing it.

"You were still clamoring to take it back to your son in the morning, but I haven't seen it for a while. It's so old?"

Aunt Chen chatted with the people next to her, but she was startled by Sister Hua's eating.

"I don't know, today's food is so delicious." Sister Hua licked her lips, the chopsticks were still in the lunch box.

It was obvious that she was about to move, and she planned to grab a few more bites.

"Oops, then I have to taste a few."

Aunt Chen didn't eat a mouthful because she only thought about taking the vegetables back, and only dipped in vegetable soup.

Now I have tasted chopsticks and become the second sister Hua, and I can't stop at all.

Sister Hua saw her so fierce, she followed closely behind.

If you look carefully, the workers around you stopped chatting and started working hard.

This meal is delicious.

"Workers, what do you think of the dishes cooked by Master He's apprentice, Ma Hua?"

Resisting the urge to eat another bowl, Director Yang stood up and yelled at everyone.

"Delicious, so delicious!"

"As expected of Master He's apprentice, his cooking can be compared to that of a chef."

"Whoever said the food was not good just now should really be caught and beat up!"

"Ma Hua, you are hiding something, you are so skilled, you can take up the post by yourself in the future."

Each of the workers praised MCA to the sky.

Fortunately, he still has self-knowledge, shook his head with a smile, and explained to everyone from his mouth,
"When I first made the dish, it didn't taste very good, I tasted it in the kitchen.

Later, it was delicious because of my master. He came and seasoned it for me. This is the key point. "

Director Yang moistened his throat and continued, "So it's because of Master He, with such a good master under his leadership, Comrade Mahua's cooking skills are nothing to say.

In the future, big guys, don't falsify the truth just because of some people's instigation!
Delicious is delicious, but it’s not okay to do small tricks behind the scenes. "

The implication is that all the slander is because Director Li is narrow-minded.

Director Li, who was still standing at the entrance of the cafeteria, his face was blue and red, and his brain was buzzing.

The food is just unpalatable, why did everyone change their mouths in a few minutes?

Fortunately, the workers are now focusing on the food in front of them, and have no time to take care of his embarrassment.

Li Huaide slipped away from the cafeteria in a panic.

In the kitchen, He Yuzhu folded the leftovers into a basin and carried them to the crowd.

"Sister Hua, do you want a spoonful? There is only some cabbage left."

"Aunt Chen, your favorite big potato."

"Hey, I've been watching you holding a rice bowl from all the way, come on, I'll get you some more."

With two spoons per person, the leftovers are quickly divided.

But Sister Hua and Aunt Chen were so happy that they felt guilty for not leaving an order for the child to go home to taste.

He Yuzhu's actions are a timely help.

"Bamboo mat, thank you, the food in Yicanteen is really delicious."

"The factory manager is here. We feel that there is no need for the second canteen to exist. Give Master He more funds so that the first canteen can be fully responsible."

At first, some people plucked up the courage to put forward opinions to Director Yang, hoping to flatter He Yuzhu.

Factory manager Yang was very relieved to see that he didn't waste the leftover soup and gave it all to the workers.

Not wasting a bit of food is in stark contrast to Li Huaide's behavior.

As long as it tastes good, the vegetable soup will not go to waste.

Everyone dipped the vegetable soup with steamed buns.

"It's easy for you to say, the second canteen is closed, and people from the entire rolling mill come to our first canteen to eat, how many people want to die of exhaustion!"

Liu Lan complained, but smiled brightly on her face.

Why, because this means that the cafeteria is popular, and everyone thinks their cooking is delicious, so they will express their opinion in front of the factory manager.

Factory Manager Yang also smiled to reassure everyone, "As long as you walk quickly after get off work, you can catch up with the position in the cafeteria.

Since you all like to eat Master He's handicrafts, then serve dim sum and come early to grab a seat. "

Those who can't grab a seat can only go to the second canteen to make do with a bite.

The chef of the second canteen sneezed in front of the stove, muttering to himself: Grandma, who is talking about me behind my back!

Soon it was time to get off work, and He Yuzhu rode his bicycle to the vegetable market first.

Bought a fresh tenderloin and weighed some oranges.

There are plenty of pork in the warehouse, but he is rich and self-willed, and wants to experience the human fireworks of spending money.

To put it bluntly, I was in a hurry and came to the market for a stroll.

After entering the courtyard, the third uncle was watering the flowers, with his back to the gate.

Yan Bugui has no other hobbies, that is, growing flowers and cleaning bicycles.

He Yuzhu was still wondering where the third master had brought the potted flowers, which were able to flourish in winter.

It's right in front of Yan's house, every time I pass by here, it really makes me feel at ease.

It can be considered that Yan Bugui has made a little contribution to the courtyard house.

"Zhuzi, I'm off work. The tenderloin I bought is really good. It's fresh enough. How much is it per catty?"

"This number has increased by two cents."

He Yuzhu gestured with two fingers, and then handed two oranges to Yan Bugui, "The price of pork is getting more and more expensive, so how can ordinary people be willing to eat it?"

It's okay to say this from someone else's mouth, but it's quite funny when it comes from his mouth.

The chef and the director of the canteen in the rolling mill have a salary of more than [-] yuan, which is an understatement.

At first, I thought that Yan Bugui would also express a few words, but I didn't expect him to happily put the orange in his pocket,

"You have to eat, food is the most important thing for the people, you should eat and drink, don't worry about anything.

Zhuzi, oranges are quite expensive now, so I accepted them with the cheek. "

Huh?
Today is the sun coming out from the west?

He Yuzhu chuckled, and asked tentatively, "Third Master, have you gotten rich recently? How do you mean that you are not surprised by the price of pork?"

"You don't know if I'm going to make a fortune? Since your banquet ended, I've already hosted two games.

Although we agreed that we would not charge money and just have a meal, but the groom is very particular, so he sealed this for me. "

Yan Bugui shrugged his shoulders, put his thumb and forefinger together, and made a movement of counting money.

The red envelope is no more, no less, both are two yuan.

His monthly salary is just over 30 points, and four yuan is worth several classes.

This is not the point, what makes Yan Bugui most happy is that he can pack a lot of food every time, clear meat dishes.

Because he knew that the host was a teacher, the chef who cooked the meal respected him very much and reserved a special dish for him.

The so-called packed leftovers are actually untouched clean dishes.

Sixi balls that are bigger than an adult's fist, come back and cut into cubes, then put a piece of tofu and stew a pot of tofu balls.

Drinking at the flowing water banquet, the dishes are very salty, and it happened that he also saved the step of adding salt.