Siheyuan: starting from the registration of the fourth-level chef

"I remember, I remember, how could I not remember such a distinctive leader, haha." Zhao Jianguo joked with a smile.

"Little master, I'm here to disturb you again today, so don't think the old man is bothering me." Elder Cui also held a bright smile on his face.

Just joking here, a young man walked out behind Mr. Cui, and the young man handed out a ticket.

"Master Zhao, here is 50 yuan."

"Twenty yuan is counted as your remuneration, and 30 yuan is given to the factory for food expenses. Please accept it."

"Don't be too small."

I *, Zhao Jianguo turned his gaze to Director Yang with a confused expression.

Deputy Factory Manager Li waved his hands and refused: "Cui Lao, Cui Lao, look at you..."

"People of your generation have contributed so much to the country, we can't charge you this money no matter what."

Cui Lao shook his head and laughed and joked: "Don't worry, one yard is worth one yard, and the materials in this factory didn't fall from the sky."

"My thirty is considered a month's food expenses, you should only pay for this meal."

Factory Manager Yang took the money from the young man and said with a smile: "Yes, Mr. Cui, we will take your money. You can come to us anytime in the future."

Deputy Factory Manager Li knew that the money had to be collected. No matter what, every plant and tree in the factory was the property of the state. If you didn’t give the money to come to eat every day, it would be nothing if it spread.

But this collection also has to pay attention to a process method.

Then you can't just take the money when someone gives it to you.

Then there is always a contingency in everything, in case Mr. Cui feels in his heart, oh, I’m stepping down, I can’t do it anymore, and you have lost all respect.

What has become of this?

So Deputy Factory Manager Li first stepped up to show that we still respect you, and then Factory Manager Yang walked down this step.

Zhao Jianguo didn't receive the so-called labor remuneration at all. He was an employee in the factory, so even if he didn't receive money, he could still say that he admired Mr. Cui and made contributions to the factory.

"Old Cui, what do you want to eat?"

When Mr. Cui came over, he told the few people who followed him that he was out on business, so he tricked them out.

When they arrived at the rolling mill, these young people were numb, what to do!This is simply to find food!

But when it was all over, they couldn't hold back the old man, so they could only reluctantly follow the old man into the factory.

So Mr. Cui is very vigilant now, and looked back at the few young people who followed him: "Let me tell you, no one is allowed to make small reports when we go back, we are comrades in the trenches!"

The young men hurriedly smiled and nodded.

But I retorted in unison in my heart, who is a comrade in the trenches with you, we were deceived by you, okay!

This thing, you are so old, and many years of fighting in the past have left a lot of root causes, how can you really make you eat nonsense every day.

Who is to blame if something happens?Yours or ours?We are the ones in the family specially picked to follow you!

It's almost enough, just eat one or two meals and be content.

The old man stabilized the rear, then rubbed his hands together, and said cautiously: "I want to eat meat, little master, can you make me a meal with a lot of oil and meat?"

When the young people in the back heard that they were about to explode, they quickly winked at Zhao Jianguo.

A good cook is more than satisfying one's appetite.

That person with high blood pressure and you gave him a lot of fat, do you think you are cooking for him or poisoning him?

Zhao Jianguo knew what to do in an instant.

"Come on! Don't you just want to eat meat and oil! I'll go back and do it for you right away!"

Mr. Cui was very happy, but his servant was very sad.

I*, what's wrong with Mr. Zhao, your eyes are so sore from blinking, don't you understand what it means?

A young man sneaked a glance at Mr. Cui, and then quickly moved to Director Yang's ear and whispered.

"Brother, grandpa, look at how old Cui is, isn't your master a little too smart?"

Smart is an irony, but Director Yang still understood what he meant.

He nodded to the young man, showing a reassuring look in his eyes, and then made a report to Mr. Cui: "Mr. Cui, please wait here for a while, I will go and explain something to Master Zhao!"

Cui Laoduo is an extremely intelligent person, he is like a bright mirror in his heart.

"Anyway, I paid the money, and the little master agreed. I'll just wait for the meat!"

Director Yang blinked and blinked: "Eat, eat, I guarantee you will always eat meat." After speaking, he walked quickly towards the back kitchen.

In the back kitchen, Zhao Jianguo rubbed his chin, and the recipes for vegetarian dishes and meat were racing through his mind.

"That's it!"

Zhao Jianguo waved his hand: "Xiao Liu, go and cut up two slices of wax gourd."

"Xiao Xu, go to the storeroom and get some sticks of gluten."

The small cafeteria is specially responsible for receiving leaders and guests, so there will naturally be no shortage of ingredients.

Little Liu Xiaoxu started to move at the grave, and Director Yang also walked into the back kitchen.

"Jianguo, you put the oil lightly, and try to choose lean meat as much as possible. Cui is getting old, so don't make it too much for him." Director Yang warned worriedly.

Zhao Jianguo smiled mockingly: "Leader, no matter how light or light our meat and oil are, those young people may not be willing by then."

Director Yang was a little surprised: "You know?"

Zhao Jianguo clicked his lips: "Then don't you know, those few eyeballs are almost blinking out."

"Don't worry, leader, I don't let go of any meat, and the oil is light, and I guarantee that Mr. Cui will be satisfied."

After saying this, Zhao Jianguo returned a understanding look.

Factory Manager Yang now firmly believes in Zhao Jianguo's words, as long as this kid can say it, he can do it.

When the ingredients were brought over, Zhao Jianguo still used the ingredient quality enhancer first, and then started cooking.

After a while, a dish in the shape of braised pork ribs was ready.

Canteen in front.

"Come on, leader, the oily and meaty dish you want, braised pork ribs, would you like to try it?"

Zhao Jianguo put a plate of dishes on the table.

Cui Lao saw the appearance of this dish and smelled the fragrance of this dish, his whole face was full of enjoyment.

But he was enjoying it, and the young people behind were in pain, and their gazes shot at Director Yang and Zhao Jianguo like small arrows.

One of the young people looked distressed: "Old Cui, your health is important, you should not eat such oily food." He was about to remove the plate as he spoke.

Cui Lao quickly pinched the plate with both hands: "Go away, go away! Do you understand what waste is shameful?"

"No, I will eat whatever I say today!"