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

Pork stewed vermicelli, how to describe it?

In fact, the fragrance of this kind of dish is the same as when you are starving to death in the middle of the night and see others eating instant noodles.

It's just an ordinary dish, but the more hungry it is, the more lethal it will be.

It is the kind of incense that belongs to the top.

Ma Hua poured the vegetables in the pot into a big bowl!

The master masters looked at me and you, with expressions of surprise on their faces.

They knew the smell as soon as they smelled it, and they might not be able to make it without seven or eight years of craftsmanship.

The deputy director's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Director Yang poked him several times but the deputy director didn't react.

As for Mr. Cui, he smelled this smell with nostalgia on his face: "Pork stewed noodles, I remember the last time I ate it was just in 1960."

"It's been several years now."

"I really miss it."

"Director Yang, have you steamed the buns yet?"

Factory Manager Yang gave the deputy director a hard look, who is this old bastard with a black face?

Mr. Cui came here, what does your expression mean.

But now that Mr. Cui said hello, Director Yang hurriedly asked someone to bring the steamed buns.

In the canteen of the rolling mill, it can’t be steamed with the rice stuck, it’s all put on the steamer an hour or two in advance.

"Come, come, let's eat together, eat together." Mr. Cui greeted everyone to put down their chopsticks.

Can the chef not be curious about such a rare thing?

A pot of rotten vegetables and rotten meat stewed so fragrant.

But as soon as they moved, Director Yang's eyes passed over them like hooks.

Now it's all right, no one dares to move their feet anymore.

After cleaning up the cooks, Director Yang said politely with a smile: "Cui Lao, this dish is a test dish before dinner, so that our workers and masters can eat it."

"But now that you're here, let's say boldly, will you try it first?"

"If it's okay after tasting, then they will be busy working according to this standard."

With these words, Mr. Cui had no choice but to start eating alone.

Steaming steamed buns are served with fragrant pork stewed vermicelli noodles.

One bite of steamed bun, one bite of meat, one bite of steamed bun, one bite of vermicelli.

Cui, who was eating, kept nodding.

"Don't talk about anything else, just say that this pork stewed vermicelli is made, it tastes really good."

"It tastes much better than the one I ate at that time!"

"Not bad! Delicious!"

"Do the masters here often eat such dishes?" Mr. Cui stopped his chopsticks and asked Director Yang.

This time it can be wrinkled.

Why?

Judging by Mr. Cui's posture, he is bound to come here often in the future.

At this time, although several years have passed since the disaster period in Li, it is still poor.

Even a rolling mill like this in Forty-Nine City would be fine if it could handle stuttering.

What kind of dishes do you want?

Basically Dun Dun is either stewed cabbage with cabbage or stewed radish with cabbage.

If one day I was very tired, the factory would make some stewed vermicelli with cabbage and stewed radish with vermicelli.

As for steamed buns, that's even more out of the question. It's not bad to eat steamed buns seven or eight times a month.

Director Yang turned his attention to Zhao Jianguo, sir, hurry up and help me out, hurry up!

Zhao Jianguo chuckled, and then explained: "Old Cui, in the future, you will basically be able to eat this once or twice every now and then."

"Usually, cabbage, radish and steamed buns are mostly served."

"By the way, Director Yang, there is something I haven't had time to report to you yet."

"Don't scold me for plucking that kind of socialist wool!"

When Cui Lao heard this, he turned his head with great interest. He felt that Zhao Jianguo was more and more appetizing to him.

Yesterday he went to that part of the city specifically for the rolling mill.

When chatting with a few old buddies, he talked about Zhao Jianguo's longing for life.

The response was not bad. Several old buddies all praised Zhao Jianguo's vision, but this concept cannot be implemented for the time being.

Factory Manager Yang saw Mr. Cui's eyes filled with admiration, and he smiled and asked Zhao Jianguo to say what was the matter.

As for what he was talking about, Factory Manager Yang wasn't worried at all about what Zhao Jiangui would do out of the ordinary.

From pulling Zhao Jianguo into the factory to now, Zhao Jianguo has not made himself dissatisfied with anything, and that is simply a talent among talents.

Looking at the deputy director at the side who didn't know what changed, Director Yang pursed his lips and sighed, the gap between people is really too big.

Zhao Jianguo scratched his head: "I went to the vegetable market today, and I found that although some vegetables look bad, they are more suitable for cooking than those that look good."

"Leader, you also know that this kind of rotten vegetables in the vegetable market are cheap, so I decided to replace all the [-] catties of vegetables I bought with that kind of rotten vegetables."

"In this way, I saved 250 catties of vegetable tickets, and I used these vegetable tickets and the original meat tickets to exchange some pigs to return to the water."

"In this way, the employees in our factory can often eat meat."

"The same goes for rice noodle oil, Mr. Cui, the food you eat is made from the vegetables I picked up."

"It's not that Lao Qin didn't believe me, so he picked Ma Hua and asked Ma Hua to give it a try."

The more Cui Lao heard that, the brighter his smile became.

Now those people in the grain station and vegetable market have a high status. Don't say that you are a big factory engaged in production, then you can't get along well with those people.

They just pick out some rotten vegetables and rice for you, so you don’t want it?If you don't want it, you have to!

Factory Manager Yang couldn't be happier, he really wanted to shout out what it means to squeeze wool!This is the good vision of the people in our rolling mill!Those people at the grain station and vegetable market are blind!

However, Mr. Cui was still in front of him, so Director Yang cleared his throat and pretended to reprimand him: "Jianguo, you can't do this."

"Although you are doing it for the good of the people in our factory, even though their vision is not as good as yours, this is not good."

"One more thing, isn't that what the vegetable ticket is for meat! How can it be like this! It will not be allowed in the future!"

"And you! Old Qin! What kind of moth are you doing! Jianguo was born as a cook! Does he know which dishes are good and which are bad?"

"Didn't I tell you that Jianguo will be in charge of both the cafeteria and the small cafeteria in the future, so don't mess with Jianguo in the future!"

"You don't even look at it! When you were in charge of the cafeteria, what did the people in our factory eat!"

"Every day, except stewed radish with cabbage, it is stewed cabbage with cabbage! Or stewed radish with radish! Several times I heard those workers scold you! Why don't you know anything about it!"

Cui Lao rolled his eyes: "Your mouth is like a machine gun, okay, I haven't held back anything good or bad for you for a while."

"Okay! What else are you going to do in front of me!"