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Chapter 412 Cooking for the Leader

In the back kitchen and canteen of the Red Star Rolling Mill, Zhuang Ziqiang's job is very easy.

The real master who is in charge of the spoon will only do it after the dishes are ready. There are a lot of helpers in the kitchen and the Dutch, and he doesn't need to do ordinary chores at all.

But the situation of earning extra money outside is different. Don't look at the help of Ma Hua and Liu Lan, but after all, he is not in the factory, and Zhuang Ziqiang does more work than when he is in the factory.

This kind of hard work is also worth it. Zhuang Ziqiang received an extra salary of 20 yuan for four weddings held on four weekends a month, which was more than half a month's salary. The young workers who had just entered the factory were also at this level.

It is not easy to get married at any time, especially if the family does not have the conditions, they can only create it by themselves.

That day, Zhuang Ziqiang had just finished making lunch for the cafeteria and was about to leave work early and go home. Director Bai of the cafeteria stopped him, saying that the factory manager called him.

Zhuang Ziqiang could only go to Director Bai's office to answer the phone.

"Hello, factory manager, I'm He Yuzhu!"

The factory director's surname is Yang. Generally, people will directly call the position when addressing the principal, and only bring the surname when addressing the deputy.

On the phone, he was asked to cook a meal outside the factory tonight, and he was specifically told not to tell the outside world.

He immediately realized that the person the factory director was talking about was the big leader|leader.

At the gate of the factory, the factory manager was already waiting for Zhuang Ziqiang in an army green jeep.

"boarding!"

Zhuang Ziqiang got into the car, and the jeep drove all the way. He was very interesting and didn't ask questions.

In front of a quiet small courtyard, the jeep stopped, and the factory manager got out of the car and said to him: "After entering, don't talk or look around, and do your job well."

"Director, don't worry."

The projectionist from the factory also came this time. Xu Damao was fined to clean the toilets, and the factory transferred another projectionist from another unit, a young man.

The person who came out to greet them was the secretary of the leader, surnamed Chen.

After entering the door, Zhuang Ziqiang lowered his eyes, but the young projectionist was looking around curiously.

Factory director Yu Guangsaw the performance of the two, and was very satisfied with Zhuang Ziqiang's performance.

Zhuang Ziqiang was led into the back kitchen by Secretary Chen, and then told him to hurry up and prepare meals while the projectionist was playing the movie.

There were at least a dozen kinds of chicken, duck, fish, and various vegetables on the chopping board. Looking at these things, Zhuang Ziqiang thought of something inexplicably.

While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone.

It’s too early to cook a movie for less than two hours. Zhuang Ziqiang was sitting on the mat beside the stove and was about to smoke a cigarette when an old lady came into the kitchen.

"We don't allow smoking in our house."

Zhuang Ziqiang knew that this was the wife of the leader, who had a bit of a bourgeois temper, so he put away the cigarettes.

"Your family still lacks sesame paste." Zhuang Ziqiang reminded.

"I invite you to cook Sichuan cuisine. What do you want sesame paste for?"

"It's up to me to cook, and you to eat. If I'm sure it's useful, don't ask about it."

Zhuang Ziqiang's attitude is neither humble nor overbearing, and the wife of the chief leader|leader's face looks worried.

He knew that the old lady had a lot of hypocrisy, and she still had such a superior attitude, so he had no intention of currying favor with her at all.

Big leader|The wife of the leader found sesame paste for Zhuang Ziqiang and left the kitchen. After a while, Secretary Chen came in and saw that Zhuang Ziqiang was still sitting there, and said anxiously: "Master He, why are you still sitting there? Nothing at all get ready?"

Zhuang Ziqiang was surprised and said: "Didn't you say to watch a movie first? I have cooked the meal now and let the leader eat it in the air?"

"Don't watch, don't watch movies, hurry up and cook."

Zhuang Ziqiang had a displeased face. If he didn't make it clear, would you blame me?
After muttering a few words, Zhuang Ziqiang started cooking.

A series of Sichuan dishes with full color, fragrance and flavor came out of the pot. When the last dish was finished, Zhuang Ziqiang's mission was over.

Secretary Chen came in and said, "Master He, the leader is looking for you."

Zhuang Ziqiang knew that it was his culinary skills that caught the eyes of the big boss.

Zhuang Ziqiang entered the room with a plate of twice-cooked pork. Before he could speak, the leader sitting on the main seat said, "This dish must be twice-cooked pork."

In addition to the big leader and his wife, there were several people who had dinner today, two of whom were acquainted by Zhuang Ziqiang, one was Director Yang of the Red Star Rolling Mill, and the other was Director Wang who had been to the Red Star Rolling Mill for dinner before.

Zhuang Ziqiang served the dishes, and when everyone saw it, the big leader|leader's guess was really good, and they immediately complimented him.

The leader|leader was slightly proud, and continued: "If my guess is correct, your next dish will definitely be Dongpo elbow."

Zhuang Ziqiang was not surprised. From the dishes prepared today, he knew that the leader is a gourmet.

He smiled and said nothing, then went out to serve the last dish.

The leader|leader was puzzled and asked the people around him, "Why doesn't he talk?"

The leader|Leader's wife said: "Speak? If you speak, you will choke to death."

The leader | The leader's face was elegant and he laughed when he heard the words, "Then you must have taught him a lesson."

His teasing drew madame's eyes.

When Zhuang Ziqiang entered the door again, the leader still asked him questions with great interest.

"Little master, why are you cooking these dishes?"

Zhuang Ziqiang's eyes fell on the factory manager, who saw this and said, "What are you looking at me for? The leader asked questions and had to answer."

Only then did Zhuang Ziqiang reply: "Boss | Leader, are you from Sichuan? Everyone in Sichuan knows that there are only a few dishes in Sichuan cuisine, and all of them are on the table today."

The leader | The leader nodded with a smile: "Not bad."

"Leader|Leader, the meat in your family is almost tasteless today. If you think the taste is not right, you can't blame my craftsmanship. If the fire is soft, you will eat it."

Zhuang Ziqiang's superb cooking skills gave Zhuang Ziqiang full confidence when he spoke. He knew that the leader is an expert, so he made a special explanation.

The leader heard that Zhuang Ziqiang called him the leader, and asked the factory director next to him with some puzzlement: "Doesn't he know who I am?"

Director Yang explained: "I didn't tell him your identity."

"Then you don't wonder who I am?" the leader asked Zhuang Ziqiang.

Zhuang Ziqiang waved his hand, "We have rules, just cook, don't care who the guests are."

After hearing what he said, the leader felt that Zhuang Ziqiang was very angry with him, so he happily said to Secretary Chen: "Come, pour a glass of wine for the little master, and I'll have a drink with him."

Secretary Chen poured Zhuang Ziqiang a glass of wine. Zhuang Ziqiang saw that it was still Moutai.

The two drank a glass of wine, and the leader asked again: "What should I call you?"

Zhuang Ziqiang said: "My name is He Yuzhu, you can call me Zhuzi."

"Okay, then I will call you Zhuzi from now on."

"No problem, it's so kind to shout like that!" Zhuang Ziqiang said with a hearty smile.

Having traveled through "The Human World" before, Zhuang Ziqiang knew how to deal with these heroes in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China.

After some chatting, the big leader|leader had a very good impression of him.

Zhuang Ziqiang knew that at this time, he was only a cook who could cook, and it was good enough to make a good impression on others.

After finishing his drink, he said his goodbyes tactfully.

(End of this chapter)