60s: I have a store

Chapter 498: Pork Stewed with Vermicelli

After completing the relevant matters of the Siheyuan transaction, Zhou Yimin, Dapeng and Li Youde did not return to the Siheyuan with them.

He was thinking about the transaction with Deputy Director Ding, and he knew that he still had an important task to complete - to place the promised pig at the agreed transaction location.

He knew that if Deputy Director Ding went to pull the pigs tomorrow and found that they were missing, it would be a big trouble. Not only would it delay the plan to improve the meals for the factory workers, it might also affect the trust between him and Deputy Director Ding.

Dapeng and Li Youde saw that Zhou Yimin had a serious expression on his face and knew that he must have something important to deal with. Although they were curious, they did not ask much.

After saying a brief goodbye to Zhou Yimin, the two men left first.

Zhou Yimin looked at the two people's backs as they left, took a deep breath, turned and walked towards the transaction location.

At this time, night had fallen completely, and the moonlight sprinkled on the country road, illuminating the way forward for him.

Fortunately, the transaction place was not far from here. Zhou Yimin quickened his pace, silently calculating the time in his mind.

Along the way, the occasional barking of dogs broke the tranquility of the night, but also made Zhou Yimin more awake.

After walking for less than half an hour, Zhou Yimin finally arrived at the agreed location.

It was an abandoned courtyard house surrounded by weeds. The gate of the courtyard was half-open, swaying gently in the breeze, making a creaking sound.

Zhou Yimin pushed open the door and walked into the courtyard, which was filled with an old atmosphere.

Zhou Yimin opened the store directly and selected a pig.

Buy them directly. After a while, there will be a lot of processed pigs on the ground.

Zhou Yimin looked at the processed pigs and then closed the door of the courtyard.

Then left here.

Zhou Yimin was not worried. There was usually no one here. Who would have guessed that there would be a pig here?
Unless someone follows Zhou Yimin and watches the whole process, no one will know.

Otherwise, who would have thought that Zhou Yimin could conjure a pig out of thin air.

At this time, it was already very late at night, and Zhou Yimin dragged his tired body back to the courtyard.

After a quick wash, he fell on the bed and soon fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Deputy Director Ding couldn't wait to bring people and trucks to the agreed place.

He was worried all the way, fearing that something might go wrong with Zhou Yimin.

When the truck stopped at the gate of the courtyard, Deputy Director Ding's heart was in his throat.

He pushed open the car door, walked quickly towards the courtyard, and pushed open the gate of the courtyard. Deputy Director Ding saw a big fat pig lying quietly on the ground.

His heart finally settled down, and a relieved smile appeared on his face. However, when he saw that the pig's blood had been drained, he couldn't help but feel sorry: "Alas, such good pig's blood is wasted like this. If it could be kept, it would also be a delicious dish."

But he also knew that now was not the time to worry about this, and the most urgent task was to transport the pigs back to the factory as soon as possible.

Deputy Director Ding immediately arranged for the workers to load the pigs onto the truck.

The workers took great pains to lift the fat pig onto the truck. Then, Deputy Director Ding led the convoy and drove towards the factory.

When the truck returned to the factory, it was time for the workers to get to work.

When the workers saw the pork on the truck, they were stunned for a moment, then they reacted and looked shocked.

After a while, everyone cheered excitedly. "There's pork!" "Great, we can finally have some meat!"

The workers cheered one after another.

Deputy Director Ding was secretly happy when he saw this scene. This was exactly the effect he wanted, and he deliberately chose to transport the pork back to the factory during this time period so that the workers could see it first and boost their morale.

A few brave workers stepped forward and asked, "Deputy Director Ding, will this pig be cooked for lunch?"

Deputy Director Ding smiled and replied, "Yes, I have to hurry and transport it back to the canteen, otherwise I won't be able to make it in time for lunch."

The workers were even happier after hearing this. At first they were just guessing, but now they got a positive answer from Deputy Director Ding, and they were all looking forward to the lunch.

When the chefs in the cafeteria saw Deputy Director Ding coming back with a pig, they all went to greet him.

They hadn't seen so much fresh pork for a long time, and their eyes were shining with joy.

Deputy Director Ding said to the chefs in the canteen: "Comrades, this pig is now in your hands. You must make a delicious meal for the workers."

The chefs in the canteen nodded and agreed: "Deputy Director Ding, don't worry, we will make sure this pig is delicious and tasty, so that the workers will be satisfied with the food."

As they spoke, several chefs worked together to carry the pig into the cafeteria.

The canteen suddenly became busy. The chefs had clear division of labor. Some were responsible for cleaning the pork, some were responsible for preparing seasonings, and some were responsible for making fire.

While they were busy, they discussed how to make various delicacies with the pig. Some chefs suggested making braised pork, some suggested making sweet and sour spare ribs, and some suggested making pork stewed with vermicelli.

In the end, everyone decided to try a little bit of each method so that the workers could taste different flavors of pork.

Soon, the news that there would be meat for lunch spread throughout the factory like a gust of wind.

The workers were discussing this matter in the workshop and in the corridors, and the topic naturally revolved around Deputy Director Ding.

"Deputy Director Ding is so amazing. He actually managed to get such a big fat pig. It must have taken a lot of effort." An old worker sighed, his face full of admiration.

"Yes, I heard that Deputy Director Ding went to several places and took great effort to get this pig," another worker echoed.

"I've always felt that Deputy Director Ding worked hard for the factory, and this time I'm even more convinced. With him around, we workers have hope." Xiao Zhang said as he gave a thumbs up.

"That's right. Now that we have meat to eat, everyone will work harder. Deputy Director Ding is seeking benefits for us." The female workers also nodded in agreement.

"I have to work hard with Deputy Director Ding in the future and not let him down." The young Xiao Wang said with great energy.

With everyone praising him, the image of Deputy Director Ding became more and more prominent in the hearts of the workers. Everyone knew that getting a pig to improve the food at a time when supplies were scarce must have taken a lot of effort.

This meat lunch not only satisfied everyone's appetite, but also made the workers feel the factory's care for them, and they also felt more grateful and respectful towards Deputy Director Ding.

With the careful preparation of the chefs, the canteen was gradually filled with enticing aroma.

The workers could smell this fragrance while working in the workshop. Everyone's stomach started to growl and they looked forward to the lunch even more.

At noon, the lunch bell rang like the clear chirping of birds, instantly breaking the busy atmosphere of the factory workshop.

The workers' original concentration on the work in their hands was immediately replaced by excitement and anticipation.

They seemed to be pulled by an invisible force. They quickly put down the tools in their hands, took off their gloves swiftly, and hurried towards the cafeteria. They looked so anxious, as if the cafeteria contained the most precious treasure in the world.

Inside the cafeteria, the lights were dim and warm, and there were several morale-boosting slogans posted on the walls, which stood out particularly under the lights.

The floor of the cafeteria had just been swept and there were still some water stains left, reflecting the light and making the entire space a little brighter.

Above the window, the steaming food exudes an enticing aroma, filling every corner of the cafeteria.

The line quickly formed in front of the canteen window, like a long winding dragon. At the front was the young and energetic Xiao Zhao, who was a burly man and always rushed to the front when working in the workshop.

At this moment, he held the plate tightly with both hands, his knuckles slightly white from the force, his eyes wide as bells, staring at the food window without blinking, mumbling softly, "Finally I can eat meat. I've been looking forward to this for a long time. I have to eat more today."

As the team slowly moved forward, his body involuntarily leaned forward slightly and stood on tiptoe, wishing he could pass the person in front of him and be the first to get the food.

Finally, it was his turn to get food. When the cafeteria chef put a spoonful of braised pork and a few pieces of tempting sweet and sour spare ribs on his plate, Xiao Zhao's eyes lit up instantly. The light seemed to be able to penetrate the walls of the cafeteria and illuminate the whole world.

The corners of his mouth lifted high, revealing a row of white and neat teeth, his face filled with an extremely satisfied smile, and he shouted excitedly: "Master, thank you so much, it smells so good that it makes me drool!"

After that, he couldn't wait to take the plate and found an empty seat to sit down. He couldn't bear to take his eyes off the food on the plate. He picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of braised pork, and stuffed it directly into his mouth. While chewing, he mumbled, "This tastes absolutely amazing. It's so satisfying!"

In the middle of the line is an old worker named Lao Sun, whose hair is grey and his face is full of the vicissitudes of life, but at this moment, his eyes are shining like a child. Lao Sun is usually calm and doesn't talk much, but while waiting for the meat, he can't hide his excitement.

He stood in the queue, rubbing his hands from time to time, looking towards the food window from time to time, his eyes full of anticipation.

Finally it was his turn. When he took the plate, his hands trembled slightly, and his eyes were fixed on the meat on the plate, as if it was not ordinary food, but a rare treasure. He swallowed gently, and the wrinkles on his face were relaxed by his joyful expression. He murmured to himself: "I haven't smelled the fragrance of meat for a long time. Today I am really lucky."

Old Sun walked briskly to the side with the plate in his hand. After sitting down, he did not wolf down the food like Xiao Zhao did. Instead, he carefully picked up a piece of pork ribs and put it in front of his nose to smell it first.

Then, he took a bite and chewed it slowly, a blush of happiness appeared on his face, and he whispered to the worker next to him: "This taste reminds me of the delicious food I could only eat during the Chinese New Year when I was a child. I miss it so much."

However, the female workers seemed more reserved, but they could not hide the surprise in their eyes.

Xiaoli has a petite figure, a ponytail, and exudes youthful vitality.

At this moment, she stood in the line, folded her hands in front of her, slightly tiptoed, and looked at the situation in the window.

Xiaoli's eyes were full of tears, and she was thinking to herself, why is the rice being served so slowly? Isn't it usually very fast?

When it was finally her turn and she saw a large plate full of pork stewed with vermicelli, the corners of her mouth lifted up slightly, revealing a faint smile. Even the chef who was serving the food stared at her.

There was no way. Xiaoli was a famous beauty in the factory. There were countless people who tried to chat with her, but no one had ever succeeded.

The master said softly and gently: "Xiao Li, what would you like to eat?"

After hearing this, Xiaoli fell into deep thought. She wanted to eat all the foods, but she could only choose one.
Xiaohong, who was standing at the back, urged again: "Can you hurry up? Everyone is waiting."

Some people who don't like it say: "Can't others think about it?"

There is no way, beautiful people will always have a little bit of "privilege".

Xiaoli realized that she was hindering others, so in order to hurry up, after a mental struggle, she said: "I want pork stewed with vermicelli!"

The chef then put a large spoonful of pork stewed with vermicelli into Xiaoli's lunch box, and there was a lot of pork in it.

When Xiaohong, who was behind, saw it, she immediately knew what dish she wanted to choose.

Just after Xiaoli left, when it was her turn, she quickly said, "Pork stewed with vermicelli."

When the chef heard this, he didn't even raise his head and directly scooped up a spoonful of soup. However, most of it was vermicelli, and there was not even a piece of pork.

At this time, Xiao Hong complained: "Comrade, why don't I have a piece of meat?"

The chef didn't care: "There is so little pork, how can everyone have meat?"

Then he waved his hand, signaling the next person.

When Xiaohong saw this, she was almost angry to the point of exploding, but there was nothing she could do. She could only stomp her feet and leave.

She didn't dare argue with the canteen chef. If she did, it would be difficult for her to have a full meal in the future.

Xiaoli carefully carried the lunch box, found a quiet place to sit down, gently picked up a piece of vermicelli and meat with chopsticks, put it in her mouth and chewed slowly, her eyes slightly narrowed, her face full of enjoyment, and she said to herself: "This vermicelli is full of gravy, fragrant and tasty, I feel full of strength all over my body."

The sunlight shines through the window onto Xiaoli, outlining a golden outline for her, as if she is immersed in a beautiful world of her own at this moment.

In the cafeteria, the workers were discussing enthusiastically while eating. "This braised pork is so flavorful, fat but not greasy, and melts in your mouth. The chef's cooking skills are amazing!"

"Yes, and there are also sweet and sour spareribs. They are sweet and sour, and the bones are crispy. They are very enjoyable to eat."

"This pork stewed with vermicelli is also good. The vermicelli is smooth and chewy, and the meat is tender and juicy. It's delicious."

Everyone was talking at the same time, and laughter echoed in every corner of the cafeteria.

Everyone's face was filled with satisfaction and joy. It was the happiness and satisfaction of eating meat after not having eaten meat for a long time.

These workers who usually sweat in the workshop seem to have all their fatigue swept away by this meat lunch.

(End of this chapter)